Chapter 276
Chapter 277
There is a huge cage (longkan) facing the door, which is different from the God of Wealth and Guan Erye that you can usually see. Inside this cage is a black sign with Two lines of characters were written in ink of the same color, twisting and turning so that I couldn't make out what was written.

After Jiang Bo entered the room, he immediately closed all the curtains and did not turn on the lights.

The whole space is invisible.

Jiang Bo lit two red candles in front of the cage, and the space was shrouded in red light, eerie and quiet.Then, he walked to the futon in front of the cage and knelt down, bowed solemnly to the cage three times, and took out a small bowl made of white jade from the side.

With a shake of the dagger in his right hand, he cut open his left wrist directly, and blood-red blood dripped into the jade bowl.

He didn't stop until the blood in the jade bowl was two-thirds full.

The jade bowl was picked up by Uncle Jiang, and the offering was usually placed in front of the cage niche.

He himself respectfully pressed his hands on the floor from palm to arm, and pressed his forehead to the floor, with a very upright posture while chanting words.

An unknown spell echoed in the air, and the blood in the jade bowl suddenly boiled, and then flew up against gravity.The blood congealed into a line and was sucked by the black tablet, circled around the tablet, and then completely merged into it.

This process only took a few minutes, and when all the blood had entered the tablet, the tablet vibrated.

A black shadow gradually appeared in the air, with a black robe covering the shadow.His face was pale in the red light, extremely creepy.

At this moment, Jiang Bo raised his head, and gave the order to the shadow briefly and quickly.

"Kill her!"

The shadow moved slightly and dissipated in the air like smoke.

Jiang Bo knelt down on the futon in his spare time, closed his eyes, and kept chanting scriptures.

He is sure that he can succeed 100%, so he is naturally at ease.

Since becoming his own puppet, Jiang Bo's strength has improved by leaps and bounds.The puppet is neither virtual nor real, it can reach anywhere, and nothing can stop it.As long as Jiang Bo is willing, the puppet can even move countless money for him from the bank vault.

Unexpectedly, this calmness lasted for less than 10 minutes. Jiang Bo's face suddenly changed, and his eyes widened as if they could fly out of their sockets in the next second.His body trembled rapidly, trembling like a candle in the wind.

"Pfft!" A big mouthful of blood was directly sprayed out by Uncle Jiang.

The color of the blood tends to be dark black, and it seems that there are many fine pieces of internal organs inside.

"Touch!" Jiang Bo's body fell heavily on the floor.

He was gasping for breath, opening his mouth wide, trying desperately to breathe fresh air, but unfortunately it didn't work.

The explosion of the puppet caused a devastating blow to the soul that Jiang Bo placed on the puppet!

People only have three souls and seven souls, and the incompleteness of the soul will lead to various situations, such as becoming a vegetable, or being stupid all the time.

Jiang Bo's situation is very dangerous at the moment, his pupils began to dilate.

Losing a soul was a great blow to him.

Jiang Bo waited for a few seconds, gritted his teeth secretly, and crawled to the front of the black tablet. With his arms extended, he took out a black clay pot from behind the tablet, and poured out the contents of the pot.

A white round bead.

Jiang Bo broke the bead, stuffed one-third of the ball into his mouth, and swallowed it forcefully.

A miraculous thing happened, his injuries quickly healed, and he finally regained his strength.

Jiang Bo sat up straight and sat cross-legged on the futon again.

I meditated for a full ten hours.

Ten hours later, the sky outside was completely bright, and the sun was hot.

In the darkness, Jiang Bo slowly opened his eyes, and a look of ferocity flashed in his eyes.

"Jiang Qian! How dare you harm me!"

He looked down at the pot, only two-thirds of the white beads were left in it, and the pain on his face could hardly be concealed.

"It caused me to take half a relic."

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Jiang Zhuoqian's condition has improved steadily, and she is now using the medicine made by the hospital.

The ratio of the medicine was very good, which allowed her to recover and not recover too quickly. The people in the hospital implemented a 24-hour observation system for Jiang Zhuoqian.

In order to prevent wound infection, the doctor would ask Jiang Zhuoqian's parents to leave the ward when changing her dressing.

Geng Siqin and Jiang Guoxiang were sitting outside and waiting.

Geng Siqin's ecstasy was finally discovered by her husband Jiang Guoxiang.

Jiang Guoxiang gently put his arms around his wife's shoulders, looking at her pale face with distress.

"Honey, what's wrong with you? Are you too tired? Why don't you go home and rest today?"

Since their daughter was hospitalized, the husband and wife have been guarding the hospital.In addition to dealing with friends and others who came to see Jiang Zhuoqian, they also need to follow up on the treatment effect and stay in bed at night.After all, the hospital is not my own. If you can't eat well or sleep well, no matter how strong you are, you can't stand it, let alone a weak person like Geng Siqin.

Geng Siqin shook her head in a daze, her lips were extremely white with a little purple on them, which was a sign of a bad heart.

Geng Siqin's asthma has been present since he was a child, and as he grew older, it became more and more severe, and other diseases followed.She was born prematurely, and her physical development was far weaker than others. Jiang Guoxiang always regarded her as a fragile doll.

Geng Siqin frowned slightly, she was also very puzzled in her heart, always felt that she was thinking too much, but it was just a dream.But more than ten hours have passed today, and the more she looked at her daughter in the ward, the more she felt that something was wrong.She always felt a kind of disgust, which made her unwilling to even get close to each other.

Just now Jiang Zhuoqian wanted to shake her hand, but Geng Siqin stiffly found an excuse to avoid it.

Geng Siqin felt that there was something wrong with his spirit.

"Guoxiang, do you think there is something wrong with our daughter?" Geng Siqin thought for a while, but asked in a low voice.

Jiang Guoxiang was stunned: "No, what's the matter? Qianqian's condition is improving, and all vital signs are within the normal range. Don't worry too much."

"No, that's not what I meant." Geng Siqin bit her lip and frowned, trying to describe her feelings with the most appropriate words. "I had a dream yesterday"

Geng Siqin told her husband exactly what she had dreamed about.

Listening to his wife's narration, Jiang Guoxiang felt his heart beating faster and faster.Obviously his wife's dream was absurd, and the content in it broke through the range he could accept, but why?He actually felt heartache?

"I thought about it for a long time today. I was thinking about Guoxiang? Why are you crying?" Geng Siqin panicked and took out a tissue to wipe her tears away for her husband.

(End of this chapter)

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