The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 50 Lucky Star

Qiao Yimo also felt the same way, but she really didn't understand, what kind of connection was there?
While the two were talking, Song Wenze had already walked out of the circle surrounded by his family members.

"Follow up!"

Qiao Yimo took Fu Moshen's hand and followed.

"You want to follow?" Fu Moshen was a little reluctant, he didn't want to do such a thing.

"How do you know what's wrong with this person if you don't follow?"

Qiao Yimo said in a low voice, and pulled Fu Mo who was standing to bend down deeply.

Fu Moshen had a gloomy face, very reluctant.

Seeing Song Wenze walk into the locker room, Qiao Yimo gritted his teeth and prepared to follow.

"Don't go!" Fu Mo glared at her angrily, this is the men's locker room!
"Then, then you are a man, you go!" Qiao Yimo lowered his voice, secretly anxious.

Fu Mo said with a cold face, "I won't go!"

Qiao Yimo was still thinking about how to persuade Fu Moshen, when he saw Song Wenze came out of the dressing room after changing his clothes.The two quickly retreated into the corner, Qiao Yimo used too much force, and his whole body fell on Fu Moshen.

"you……"

"Shh!" Qiao Yimo put her finger on her lips, signaling Fu Moshen not to speak.

Fu Mo deeply felt the breath on his body, his eyes fell on Qiao Yimo's side face, and he could even clearly see the tiny fluff on her cheeks, as well as her slightly trembling eyelashes...

It turns out that Qiao Yimo's eyelashes are really long, why didn't he notice it before?

"gone!"

Qiao Yimo got up from him lightly, but Fu Moshen felt an inexplicable sense of loss.

At this time, Song Wenze had already changed out of the casual clothes he was wearing in his white coat, and was walking slowly outside, but Fu Moshen's pupils constricted suddenly and he stood still.

Qiao Yimo didn't notice Fu Moshen's strangeness, but felt that Fu Moshen's arms were tightly grasped, and his body froze in place. , "Why don't you leave?" She turned around and asked.

"Did you see it?" Fu Moshen stared at Song Wenze's back and asked in a murmur.

Qiao Yimo looked at him suspiciously, "What?"

"Song Wenze has a cloud of black air in his arms." Fu Mo pursed his lips deeply, his face darkened again and again.

"What black air?"

Qiao Yimo looked puzzled, but she didn't see anything.

Fu Moshen looked at her in surprise, "You can't see?"

Qiao Yimo felt for a moment that she was despised by Fu Moshen.

"Why can't I see it, of course I can see it!"

"Then you..." Qiao Yimo interrupted Fu Moshen before he could finish speaking.

"I didn't look carefully just now, it's not that I didn't see it!" Qiao Yimo stiffened his neck and refused to admit it.

Fu Mo smiled lightly, took Qiao Yimo's hand and followed.

"What are you laughing at? Are you looking down on me? Let me tell you that I'm very good!" Qiao Yimo felt uncomfortable seeing Fu Moshen's expression like this.

"You think too much."

Qiao Yimo glared at him angrily, it was too obvious, it was just perfunctory!

Fu Moshen was a little helpless, Qiao Yimo was unbearable because of this, he was really a natural genius.

"Well, I believe you can see that since you are so powerful, if you can find a way to solve it, you might be able to find important clues." There was a slight smile in Fu Mo's deep eyes, and it was obvious that he was dubious about what he said. .

Qiao Yimo's face turned red in an instant, she didn't see the black air at all, and she didn't know how to explain it to Fu Moshen.

But Fu Moshen looked at her like this, wouldn't it be embarrassing if she couldn't do it?

She really didn't want to lose face in front of Fu Moshen.

"You wait!"

Qiao Yimo dug out all the things he bought in Lingshi before, opened them one by one, and finally there was only one spell left.

She turned her back to Fu Moshen for a while, turned around after a while, handed the things to Fu Moshen, and said stubbornly, "Try this!"

Fu Moshen looked suspiciously at the crumpled gadget in her hand, "That's it?"

What Qiao Yimo held in his hand was a lucky star folded with a charm. The craftsmanship was poor, and it was crumpled and not very pretty.

"Drop your blood on it!"

Fu Moshen looked at her suspiciously, why did he still need blood.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Qiao Yimo directly pulled his finger to his mouth and took a bite.

"Qiao Yimo, are you a dog?"

Fu Moshen withdrew his fingers like an electric shock, but the temperature in Qiao Yimo's mouth was still on his fingers, looking at the blood beads oozing from the wound, his heart trembled slightly.

Qiao Yimo didn't notice Fu Moshen's discomfort, so he quickly picked up the lucky star and sucked away a drop of blood.

The lucky star charm in Qiao Yimo's hand suddenly turned into a meteor and flew towards Song Wenze.

It hit Song Wenze's chest very accurately.

The cloud of black air instantly had a strong reaction with Lucky Star, and Lucky Star turned into ashes, while the black air drifted away without a trace.

Fu Moshen was a little stunned for a while, but it was really useful?

Qiao Yimo couldn't see clearly at first, but she saw the lucky star dissipate, but Song Wenze didn't notice it, and judging from Fu Moshen's surprised expression, she probably succeeded.

"Well, it's useful!" Qiao Yimo was very proud.

Fu Mo pursed his lips deeply and did not refute.

Suddenly the lights in the corridor flickered, and Song Wenze who was walking in front suddenly stopped.

The two quickly hid their figures.

Qiao Yimo suddenly felt that the temperature in the entire corridor dropped a lot, but in an instant, the hairs all over her body stood on end.

Just when she was wondering, a ghost floated past them.

Taking a closer look, it was the young ghost that was brought to the ward between them.

"Didn't I tell you to wait in the ward, why did you come out?" Qiao Yimo reminded in a low voice, but the young ghost simply ignored them.

It was the resentment emanating from him that made Qiao Yimo take a few steps back. When he looked over again, the young ghost had already followed Song Wenze far away.

Fu Mo took a deep look at her, "Hurry up," as he said, he dragged Qiao Yimo to catch up with Song Wenze who had gone far away.

But at this time, many ghosts appeared beside Song Wenze at some time, all of them were hideous and full of resentment, as if they would tear Song Wenze to pieces at any time.

The two looked at each other, not understanding why it suddenly became like this?Could it be because of the lucky star just now?
"Wait!" Qiao Yimo blocked the young ghost's way with a magic weapon.

"Get out of the way!" The young ghost completely lost the dazed look just now, and he was full of resentment, "It's him! It's him who killed me!"

Qiao Yimo was startled, Song Wenze killed this young ghost?

"Can you tell me how he killed you?"

"I don't know what he did, but it's him!" The young ghost was very firm. He didn't know how Song Wenze did it, but he could tell who killed him as an unjust ghost.

The magic weapon in Qiao Yimo's hand has been seriously affected by resentment, and it has gradually lost its effect.

She couldn't stop the young ghost anymore, and watched him drifting towards Song Wenze without leaving his side.

(End of this chapter)