My aunt's name is Ma Xiaoling

Chapter 28

Something happened to Waiting next door, I have been blocked, please help to check!

When Xiaoqing cast a spell and sent the message to Xiaoling, the hieroglyphs jumped out of the paper, and the paper immediately disappeared.

After learning the teleportation spell again and again in front of the door, finally on the seventh time, what Xiaoling pushed open was the door of a taxi parked by the side of the road.

"Grandma, it's enough for the two of us to go, what are you doing with him?"

"You're stupid, leave him there alone, in case a vixen or something comes, he doesn't even have any bones left? The boss died on the first day of work, and the old lady Gu, let alone lose money, Even if you pay her your life, she may not let you go."

"Then, it's not impossible to take him. You are in his body, can you stop being so close to me? I'm not used to it." Ma Xiaoling unscrewed Gu Yan's hand on her waist.

Ma Xiaoling ignored her, and hugged her even tighter, "Look at this street, this skin looks very good no matter what, just take advantage of this rare opportunity. What are you doing with that mouth?" , your aunt, I don’t want to eat this set, just smile for me.”

Xiaoling looked up at Gu Yan's face that had always been cold and suddenly so charming, she couldn't help but shuddered, grinned reluctantly, and helplessly squeezed into the crowd in the bar street with her long legs.

After going around in the alley, they finally stopped at an inconspicuous small front.

Waiting.

"I just saw Miss Xiaoqing in the company at noon today..."

"This is not a realm, this is the ferry station that Xiaobai built in the world to wait for her thousand-year-old lover. But this music..."

Xiaobai likes to be quiet, and Waiting is a clean bar.

In order to attract the rumored lover of the millennium, and at the same time express her longing feelings, she personally composed the music for one of his favorite lyrics, and played it at the door of the Waiting bar all year round.

"Dream...flying quietly through the night..."

The songs I heard at the entrance of this bar before are lingering in my ears, but at this time there is the deafening music...

Spirit-separating curse?
"Is it so romantic to wait for a thousand-year-old lover? Could it be too infatuated..." Xiaoling interrupted her question before she could finish her question.

"No, something really happened to Xiaobai." After speaking, she pulled Xiaoling and pushed the door into the bar.

this music...

It's really a spirit-separating spell, and it's especially high-pitched and sharp!
As soon as the door closed behind her, Xiao Ling's head was shaken and she began to feel slightly dizzy.

It seems that Xiaoqing is not the only one who has been shielded. Except for humans, all demons, ghosts and immortals, who exist in the world with spiritual power, cannot stay in the area covered by the spirit spell.

Fortunately, she still has one soul left, otherwise she would have been seriously injured by this curse at this time.

But casting this spell consumes a huge amount of spiritual power, and ordinary hundred-year-old spirits can't do it at all. Why does Xiaobai do this?
If it wasn't for her, who else would there be in this world?
Where would she be now?
Finding a more secluded place, Xiao Ling, who could not and did not dare to use spiritual power, leaned over and hugged Xiao Ling, and buried her face between Xiao Ling's neck to conceal her talking mouth and looking eyes, "Don't mess around." Move, I want to take the opportunity to see the situation inside."

In this situation, I don't know who is taking advantage of whom?

Xiaoling, who had to cooperate, could only keep reminding herself that the man on her body was her aunt, not her little boyish boss.

In the bar, except for the bar counter, all the small wine tables in the center of the hall that used to be used for chatting with guests were removed, and replaced by a dance floor full of people frantically shaking their heads.

The relatively quieter open box seats on the second floor were originally set up, but now it seems that they have been converted into VIP private rooms.

Moreover, at the stairway upstairs, there was a tall man in a suit and tie guarding him, with a serious and stern expression.

Looking around the field for a week, there are quite a few people dressed like this.

It is not surprising that there will be changes in the staff of this bar in the future, but these people have too serious faces, and they are not the people that the general service industry would invite.

"Let's go... let's go to the opposite stairway... have a look." The three souls were disturbed by the spirit-separating spell, and the three souls were a little unstable, and Xiaoling even struggled to speak.

Xiaoling also heard something strange, "Grandma, what's wrong?"

"Don't worry about me... Hurry up!"

With people coming and going as cover, Xiaoling moved to the corner closest to the stairs with some difficulty carrying her heavy body.

In order to restrain the three souls from falling out of the body, Xiaoling, who has been using her will to stabilize her spirit, has a splitting headache. She must figure out the situation on the second floor before she panics.

His dizzy eyes kept looking at the private room upstairs, which attracted the attention of a man in a suit at the entrance of the corridor.

Just as the man was about to come over to ask, one of the private rooms opened and a box came out, and the back door was closed tightly. The man was called back by his companion who was also watching the movement upstairs.

I saw the man in the suit hurried upstairs to unscrew the box, and then hurried down again, just passing by them.

The box was a vermilion rectangle that was smaller than ordinary suitcases. When the box passed by, Xiao Ling could smell a trace of blood.

Then I looked at the box clearly, one end was wide, and the edge of the box surface was slightly upturned; the other end was relatively small, three straight and one curved, very resembling...

Xiaoling's heart tightened, she gritted her teeth, braced her heavy body, and hurriedly followed the man in the suit who was walking towards the door, "Quick... catch up to that man!"

After struggling to carry her aunt out of the gate, Xiaoling suddenly felt relieved.

At this time, Xiaoling stood up straight, put her right index finger and middle finger together, fingered Yintang lightly, and said softly in her heart, "Bring the energy of heaven and earth, gather the soul in the body, help the soul to survive, use my spiritual power, solidify!" Then He chased after the man in the suit who had disappeared into the crowd.

When Xiao Ling followed the tall figure to a small alley and was not sure where to look, Xiao Ling pulled her into the dark alley with one hand.

"Quickly turn on your mobile phone and street lights." Looking outside the alley, seeing no sign of the man in the suit for the time being, Xiaoling quickly squatted down and quickly opened the box that was snatched from the man in the suit.

Her movements are skilled, as if the box was locked by herself.

"Grandma, what does this box look like..."

"This is called the Weeping Coffin, which was made by priests in ancient times for babies who died just after confinement. Babies who have just been born are sensitive to the outside world and cry at every turn, so they are called Weeping Coffins."

After the voice fell, a baby wearing a birthday robe suddenly appeared in the box.

Xiaoling's heart couldn't help but tighten again, but she quickly reached out and covered Xiaoling's mouth that was about to scream.

"Don't call, don't bring those people here, the child is still angry!" Xiaoling said, raising Xiaoling's hand holding the mobile phone, the light shone on Xiaoling's bangs, and she took advantage of the light to pull out her phone hair.

"Hmm..." Xiao Ling covered her mouth, "Auntie, what are you doing?"

"Don't make noise!" Xiaoling clamped the plucked hair with two fingers of her left hand and lifted it to her chest. The star official came personally, made red cotton for him, and roasted it!"

Under the street lamp of the mobile phone, the hair was as straight as a silver needle, Xiaoling pinched the middle end tightly, and quickly inserted the needle.

Seeing that the hairpin was softening quickly, she breathed a sigh of relief, took the child out of the box, took off the birthday robe, and handed it to Xiaoling, "The child can be kept for two or three hours. There are policemen outside, so you can take the child out." Call the police and say that someone abducted and trafficked a baby in the bar just now, and the evidence is on the second floor. Be quick, or they will move."

"What about you?"

"I will use this baby coffin to distract and delay them, so that the police have enough time to search!"

(End of this chapter)