The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 642 The God of Killing Controls the Ghosts

Qing Moyan and Ru Xiaonan were mouth to mouth, eyes to eyes.

Because they were too close to each other, Ru Xiaonan became cross-eyed.

Qing Moyan was angry and funny, she reached out to push her away, but Ru Xiaonan tightly hooked his neck.

"Let go." Qing Moyan said vaguely.

"No." Ru Xiaonan replied vaguely.

After a stalemate for a while, Ru Xiaonan felt a little tired.

"Can you lower it?" She blinked pitifully.

Qing Moyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and bit her mouth hard.

Ru Xiaonan backed away with a scream, covering her swollen mouth.

"My mouth hurts."

"You deserve it." Qing Moyan sighed, "You are right to lie."

"I was also afraid that you would be worried..." She said with a guilty conscience, "Didn't you promise me last time, when I called Lord Baihu Xing, I had to tell you first, so you wouldn't stop me."

Qing Moyan rubbed her forehead, he promised.

"When would you like to perform the summoning ceremony?" he asked.

Ru Xiaonan was stunned.

"You... agreed?"

"As long as it won't cause harm to you." Qing Moyan said seriously, "If you feel any discomfort, stop the ceremony immediately."

Ru Xiaonan nodded heavily.

Qing Moyan immediately started arranging the summoning ceremony.

After breakfast, Qing Moyan sent Ru Xiaonan to sleep.

Ru Xiaonan slept until the evening before waking up and regained her energy.

It was only when she got to the study that she realized that even Mübolen had come.

"I asked him to invite Doctor Zhong, just in case." Qing Moyan explained.

"You haven't rested?" Ru Xiaonan noticed that Qing Moyan's eyes were bloodshot.

"It's only one night." Qing Moyan smiled self-deprecatingly. When he was the young minister of Dali Temple, he didn't have any problems even if he didn't sleep for a few days.

It's just that this time he was under a little more pressure.

No matter which aspect goes wrong, the consequences are unbearable.

When she arrived at the ancient tomb, Ru Xiaonan saw that Ling Xiaotian and Su Baitong were also there.

Ling Xiaotian was holding the incense box in his hand.

"Everything is ready inside." Su Baitong came over and took her arm, and the two walked in first.

When she came to the jade platform in the center of the ancient tomb, Ru Xiaonan realized that the place had completely changed.

The floor was covered with thick blankets, and two extra layers of blankets were added at the place where she cast the spell, and several electric heaters were placed beside it.

"There is still electricity here?" Ru Xiaonan was very surprised.

"Yeah, Ru Jun hired a few electricians in the small town, and it was done in one afternoon." Su Baitong stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the electric heater, "Come and try it, if you feel cold, turn it up higher temperature."

Ru Xiaonan stretched out her hand, and she could feel the warmth from her hand.

"This... is too troublesome."

"As long as you can do well, we will have less trouble." Ling Xiaotian teased.

Ru Xiaonan lowered her head in embarrassment, "Sister Su, in the morning, I was joking when I said Ling Xiaotian wanted to punish you..."

Su Baitong couldn't help showing a smile.

Qing Moyan and Mu Bolun also walked in at this time.

"Everything is ready, let's start." Qing Moyan said seriously.

Ru Xiaonan turned her head and took a deep look at Qing Moyan, then grinned.

He has prepared so well for her, and she will definitely do things well.

With her hands in mudra, the summoning spell flowed out of her mouth.

Time seemed to pass extremely slowly in the ancient tomb.

Qing Moyan looked at the time from time to time.

The summoning ceremony lasted for more than two hours, and it was not over yet.

Mu Bolun was a little impatient, and wanted to find Dr. Zhong to come in and have a look.

"Xiaonan is fine." Su Baitong said, "Although she is a little tired, she is in good spirits, even better than when she summoned Xuanwu last time."

After hearing this, the eyes of Qing Moyan and the others all darkened.

Last time when Ru Xiaonan summoned Xuanwu, the pressure was extremely high. If she failed, everyone trapped in the hotel would die. It can be said that it was her willfulness that saved everyone.

Su Baitong watched the thermometer carefully.

"Don't worry, Xiaonan is still in good spirits."

Another hour passed, and this time even Ling Xiaotian felt a little uneasy.

Qing Moyan's cell phone vibrated from time to time, at first he would go outside to answer the call, but later, he hung up the phone directly and asked Mu Bolun to go outside and dial back the call for him.

"Qing Moyan, the Phantom Nightclub was attacked by unknown people." Mu Bolun came back and lowered his voice.

"What was the result?" Qing Moyan stared at Ru Xiaonan's back with good eyesight, he didn't care about the process, he only cared about the result.

"Sikong Yanfei is also ruthless enough. He directly asked his subordinates to shoot. It almost turned into a street fight. Even the police got involved." Mu Bolun scratched his head repeatedly.

"You send someone to try to deal with it." Qing Moyan said coldly, "There's no need to be shy about it, just blow the bottom of the sky and the moon, and naturally someone from above will come down to take care of this matter."

Not everyone knows what happened in the sky and the moon, only the top management knows.

"It doesn't matter if things get serious, so that we don't have to be shy, you send someone to send me my business card, explaining the identity of the Phantom Nightclub."

Although Qing Moyan has not officially joined Tiandang Xiyue, he has been in the limelight recently, and many high-level officials have had private contact with him.

"I still have a few phone numbers here. You can call them. They are all in charge of relevant departments. I don't care how many people die, but our people must not be in trouble."

"You are really good enough to protect your weaknesses." Mu Bolun said with a headache.

Qing Moyan glanced at him, "Didn't I protect you?"

Mu Bolun couldn't help being dumbfounded.

What Qing Moyan said was right, when he was in Dali Temple, if his subordinates hadn't shown mercy, he would have died in the prison long ago.

Where would there be a chance for the soul to travel to this world and get a reborn body.

Mu Bolun honestly went out to make phone calls and arrange things.

Not long after he left, there was a sudden change in the ancient tomb.

A white mist rose from the jade platform, and a thick murderous aura permeated the air.

At the same time, the five-color stones inlaid under the white tiger statue on the west side of the ancient tomb shone dazzlingly.

Ling Xiaotian blocked Su Baitong with his body, and everyone raised their hands to try to block the strong light from the platform.

Qing Moyan took a few steps and came behind Ru Xiaonan.

He stared at the jade platform vigilantly, as long as there was any abnormality on the opposite side, he would quickly grab Ru Xiaonan and retreat.

"It's so murderous." Ling Xiaotian couldn't help but say something.

That's right.

It is murderous.

He wasn't there when Xuanwu was summoned, so he didn't know, but he was there when Suzaku was summoned. At that time, he only felt a strong light, and there was no such murderous aura.

"What happened, what a terrible smell." Even Mu Bolun, who was outside, sensed the abnormality in the ancient tomb, and rushed in.

On the jade platform, the white mist dissipated, replaced by golden light.

"White Tiger Star Lord, the master of killing, the legendary symbol of subduing ghosts and commanding the army." Ru Xiaonan stopped the spell in her mouth, her weak body shook, and then fell into the warm embrace behind her.

Qing Moyan tightly wrapped her arms around Ru Xiaonan's waist, and together with everyone else, looked at the figure emerging from the golden light...

(End of this chapter)