Burning XNUMX million nether coins, fortune telling becomes popular

"Thank you very much." Song Yi immediately took Chun Yuan back into the gourd to recover, and told the information to the medical staff who came, and then took Bo Yesheng into the ambulance.

When they arrived at the hospital, Bo Yesheng was taken by the doctor to check his body. The toxins were indeed detected, but they didn't know what the toxins were and what effects they had. In the end, they could only take samples for research.

When Song Yi entered the ward, Bo Yesheng was still in a coma. When she saw him lying on the hospital bed, Song Yi's heart twitched for no reason. She sat on the edge, held Bo Yesheng's hand, and used her spiritual power to carefully After carefully examining his meridians, I found some additional findings this time.

There is a symptom in this meridian that corresponds to a herbal medicine she is familiar with, and it is exactly the same, but the strange thing is that this herbal medicine does not exist in this world, only in the world of cultivation.

Song Yi narrowed her eyes slightly. Could it be that she really met a fellow villager? It was impossible that her old friend who had lost his virtue really came back from the dead and came here.

Thinking of this, Song Yi quickly denied this possibility. Although her old friend's morals were not very good, his lower limit was definitely higher than that of the man in black. At least he would never attack pregnant women or babies.

But then again, since this elixir is made from herbs that only appear in the world of cultivation, then the antidote should be found only in the world of cultivation. In other words, the only antidote in this world is only in the black world. In the hands of the clothed man.

Now she was completely under the control of others. Song Yi couldn't figure it out. Did the man in black come from the world of cultivation? If so, how did he come to this world while carrying things from the world of cultivation, and what was his purpose in coming to this world?

Piles and piles of questions came to Song Yi. Maybe she was aching from thinking too much, and her whole body became tense.

At this time, the movement on the bed interrupted Song Yi's thoughts. She raised her head. The unconscious Bo Yesheng looked a little uneasy, and his brows were furrowed as if he had a nightmare.

Song Yi sighed and put a sleeping charm on his body. Soon, his frown was smoothed away.

Song Yi shook his head. Now is not the time to think so much. He should think about the matter at hand first, and then gave him a fortune-telling. There were only four words: more bad luck and less good luck.

About ten minutes later, Bo Yesheng finally slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Song Yi sitting by the bed, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but soon he asked worriedly: "What else?" How are people?"

"There were some casualties at the explosion site, but everyone else is fine." Song Yi looked at him and asked, "Don't you worry about your own situation first?"

"My situation..." Bo Yesheng smiled and looked at Song Yi seriously: "I believe you."

"Okay, you have been poisoned. From now on, in order to delay the spread of the poison, you cannot use spiritual power. During this period, we have to complete that person's request as soon as possible. Maybe we can get an antidote for you. "

After Bo Yesheng listened, he didn't say much or ask anything. He just nodded. Just like what he just said, he believed Song Yi wholeheartedly.

"I thought you would have a lot of questions for me."

"I'm sure there are some issues you would tell me if you knew about them."

"That's true." After saying that, Song Yi looked at him silently.

Bo Yesheng was not obsessed with this topic, and soon he asked about the current business: "About selling flowers, the only clue we have now is that he has fainted and is on the verge of death. I'm afraid we can't ask anything from his mouth." Okay, what are you going to do next?”

"But I have another way to pry clues out of the flower girl's mouth." Song Yi said, rubbing her temples with her fingers: "You can use the Soul Searching Technique." "You haven't used this spell before, it must be because of this The spell has drawbacks." Bo Yesheng's situation was obviously the most dangerous, but at this time he could still remain calm and even said: "If you don't want to use this spell, there is no need to force yourself, we can think of other options. Method."

"The Soul Searching Technique is equivalent to a forbidden technique. Generally, it will not be used unless it is absolutely necessary. During the process of using it, not only will the person whose soul is being searched feel the pain that is worse than death, but after the spell is over, the person's soul will also be unable to bear the pain. This kind of magic becomes incomplete and becomes crazy. In some cases, the soul will dissipate directly and die directly."

Song Yi believed that she was the cold-blooded one, but she would never use this spell unless absolutely necessary.

Bo Yesheng nodded thoughtfully: "This method is really cruel."

Just when Song Yi was about to make up her mind, the phone rang. It was the call from the director. After the call was answered, the director's voice came over immediately: "The flower girl died, and she died like turning into ashes."

After hearing this, Bo Yesheng couldn't help but ask: "Turn into ashes?"

"Well, according to the person who was looking after her, the flower seller suddenly opened her eyes and screamed, then her body spontaneously ignited. It burned for about half a minute. After the fire was extinguished, her body turned into a pile of ashes."

"I'll rush over and take a look now." Song Yi said and was about to stand up, when Bo Yesheng held his arm.

"I'll go with you."

"No." Song Yi retorted immediately without even thinking about it.

At this time, the director interrupted the two of them: "No need to come over, I have asked several Taoist priests to go to the scene to check, and retrieved the surveillance of the past few days, and finally confirmed that someone sneaked into the flower girl's room last night and was in her room. He had a daisy on his hand, and that daisy was the problem."

Bo Yesheng immediately asked: "Is that daisy still there now?"

"According to the surveillance footage, the daisy melted into the flower girl's body the moment it came into contact with her."

Song Yi heard it, thought for a moment and then said: "I understand, the problem does lie with the daisy. The man transformed the thing into a daisy and planted it into the flower girl's body."

"Well." The director couldn't help sighing angrily. You could hear his sadness from the phone, but soon his voice cheered up again: "Although something happened to the flower girl, we have found her. Your true identity, I have sent the information to your email."

"Okay." Song Yi hurriedly opened her mailbox without even paying attention to the phone call, and clicked on the sent information. She was so fascinated that she didn't even know when the director hung up the phone.

The flower girl's real name is Li Rui, and her resume is very simple. After graduating from college, she joined a company and worked diligently. After working for three years, she met her husband, married her and gave birth to a child less than a year later. Divorced again.

The problem came after the divorce. Less than three months after the divorce, Li Rui quit her job and moved out of her place of residence.