Being favored by evil gods, I became sick and weak and became the Bone Bodhisattva.

Chapter 313

Zhuang Hai cursed the man and drove him back. Even so, he was still angry.

'This man is so audacious. If things go on like this, he might cause some trouble for me. '

There was a faint murderous intention in his heart, but how to deal with that ignorant little girl was the most important thing now.

'Forget it, I will take the time tomorrow to explore her in person. '

Early the next morning, Zhuang Hai Shiran arrived at the home of a wealthy middle-aged man.

At this time, the little girl had just gotten up and was eating porridge with pickles.

"When I got off the plane at Guanzhuanghai, I heard that a fellow traveler was staying here, so I came here to pay my respects today."

"Hello, I'm Tangtang!" The little girl greeted Zhuang Hai with a smile.

Zhuang Hai waited for a while, but he didn't see Tangtang announcing his sect.

He also saw that the little girl's porridge and pickles were delicious, and he felt even more contemptuous.

"Haha, Zhuang is proficient in soul locking and mechanism techniques. I wonder what my little friend is good at?"

Tangtang thought for a while and said that she was good at communication and had good eyesight.

"It's good to be good at communication. You and I can just sit down and talk about it. By the way, little friend, do you know that wonderful realm that countless practitioners dream of?"

A magical realm?

Tangtang finished the porridge and asked if she didn't understand.

"Master Zhuang, what is the magical realm you are talking about?"

I don’t even understand the realm of Shengmiao. It seems that I am really taking a wild approach.

Zhuang Hai was determined and explained to Tangtang with an incomprehensible expression.

After listening for a long time, the little girl suddenly realized that it was not a magical realm, but the realm of ascending to the realm of wonders, and the meaning of upgrading to the realm of wonders.

"Tangtang knows that you, the sect leader, have not yet been promoted. If you don't understand anything, you can ask Tangtang."

Ok?

Zhuang Hai's expression froze, and he looked at the little girl in disbelief.

"Little friend, your teacher has already attained enlightenment?!"

"Tangtang has no elders in the sect, and generally, attaining immortality is called attaining enlightenment, and promotion does not count."

The little girl felt that the village master in front of her seemed half-understood, so she decided to teach him some common sense.

..................

Tangtang gave him some extra knowledge and finally gave him a few pointers.

Zhuang Hai's expression was very exciting, first disbelief and shock, then ecstasy, and then he didn't know what he thought of, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior, thank you for your guidance!"

Zhuang Hai's back was soaked. After thanking him repeatedly, he asked cautiously: "I wonder why you are here, senior? I am the master of the agency door. I may be able to help you."

"Haha, Tangtang is traveling to Xu country."

The little girl smiled and said: "The 'housekeeping god' in this town is very special. Tangtang has never seen it elsewhere. Is it the original creation of your agency?"

“It is indeed my original creation”

Speaking of what he was most proud of, Zhuang Hai couldn't help but straighten his back and became beaming.

"Other practitioners may not be able to master the art of collecting and locking souls."

"But they will never be able to make a 'housekeeping god'. Senior, please take a look!"

Zhuang Hai trotted to a square table. After lifting it with one hand, he grabbed a table leg with the other hand and rocked it back and forth.

"This square table can move freely not only because it has a soul, but also because it is unique in its own right."

Zhuang Hai said proudly: "The Soul Collection and Soul Locking, and the Machinery Technique, both are indispensable!"

The little girl nodded, but the vague feeling that something was wrong arose again.

"Master of the village, are all the deceased elderly people willing to attach themselves to the furniture and become household gods?"

"Of course!" Zhuang Hai replied decisively.

Seeing that Tangtang seemed a little doubtful, he invited the little girl to see the making process of the household god in person.

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"Master Zhuang, I finally look forward to having you here!"

"I came today if I said I would. Zhuang always keeps his word when doing business."

Zhuang Hai led the little girl to the house of a family named Ma in Tiangong Town. His old man passed away last month, but his soul has been locked by Zhuang Hai's magic weapon and has not yet been attached to the furniture.

The reason why it has been delayed until now is because the furniture that the family customized for the agency door is an exquisite wooden bed, and it took the disciples in the door a long time to finally complete it.

"Has the wooden bed been moved here?"

"I just moved here this morning and it's inside the house!"

Zhuang Hai nodded, but respectfully asked the little girl to enter the room first.

"Tangtang just follow behind and watch. The master of the door goes first."

When the little girl said this, Zhuang Hai was no longer polite.

After he walked into the room with his head held high, he first carefully checked whether there was anything wrong with the wooden bed, and then took out a bottle from his arms.

This bottle is called the 'Soul Locking Bottle', and it is the most valuable magic weapon that Zhuang Hai has on hand.

The function is obvious just by looking at the name.

When Zhuang Hai was about to open the bottle and cast a spell, the male owner of the house couldn't help but said: "Master, make no mistake, it must be my mother's soul."

"It's definitely not wrong, just be sure!"

After a few words of relief, Zhuang Hai unscrewed the cork of the bottle and whispered a few words to the mouth of the bottle, as if he was calling someone's name.

From Tangtang's perspective, the soul of an old woman floats out of the bottle.

As the owner of the village chanted a spell quickly, she slowly blended into the wooden bed.

"Lock!"

Pointing the soul-locking bottle at the wooden bed and shouting loudly, Zhuang Hai completed the final steps of making the 'housekeeping god'.

...............

"grandmother--"

A little girl of three or four years old was put on the bed by her mother. She blinked her eyes and immediately shouted in a sweet voice.

"This child is spoiled rotten by my mother. Without my mother to coax him to sleep at night, he can make people crazy in the middle of the night."

The male host's face was filled with relief: "It's fine now. My mother is back, and everyone can finally sleep peacefully."

The little girl happily rolled around on the bed. Every time she almost rolled out of the bed, a wooden board would rise from the edge of the bed to block her.

Not only that, but this bed moves around the house.

To the little girl, it was as if her grandma was holding her and rocking her back and forth to coax her to sleep.

Soon, she lay on the bed and fell asleep peacefully.

"..."

Everyone gently walked out of the room and came outside. They couldn't help but thank Zhuang Hai profusely.

"Haha, what do you think, senior?"

Zhuang Hai didn't care about the family's gratitude, but he was very concerned about the little girl's reaction.

"The little sister slept peacefully just now, and they are reunited as a family again!"

Tangtang was obviously moved by the scene just now, and she was in awe of the "housekeeping god" skills of the agency door.

call--

After Zhuang Hai breathed a sigh of relief, he quickly said that he would entertain Tangtang well in the next few days to show his kindness as a landlord.

"Thank you~"

Chapter 314 Businessman

Zhuang Hai rented a large yard for the little girl and hired a chef to take care of her three meals a day.

Not only that, the owner of the agency door also put down everything at hand and worked conscientiously as the little girl's companion.

Four days passed like this, and Tangtang finally said that she was going to travel somewhere else.

"Senior, I will arrange a carriage to take you to a nearby town."

In fact, the little girl prefers walking, so that she can better appreciate the natural scenery of Xu State.

But after Zhuang Hai said this, he hurried to make arrangements, and it was hard for Tangtang to chase after him and stop him forcefully.

"The people of Xu State are so hospitable," the little girl couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

After arranging the carriage and horses and watching this incredibly young promoted person go away, Zhuang Hai returned to the agency gate with an expressionless face.

Ever since the only direct disciple united with outside practitioners to try to destroy the soul-locking bottle, this organization was a pure money-making tool in his eyes.

But in the past four days, this money-making tool has closed its doors and declined all visitors.

click -

Unlock the door and go to the cellar.

Zhuang Hai counted the number and found that all the disciples were behind him, and the expression on his face relaxed slightly.

"Okay, we have rice and noodles in the door. You can cook something for yourself. You have to do business as usual in the afternoon."

Although he was detained for four days for no reason, no disciple dared to show any dissatisfaction.

They helped each other out of the cellar and began to work silently.

"Hey, the door is finally open, Master of the Village!"

A wealthy middle-aged man hurriedly walked into the office door and came to Zhuang Hai with a smile on his face.

"What's the matter?"

Zhuang Hai looked at him sideways, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"That's what the sect master said!"

The man rubbed his thumb back and forth on his index and middle fingers, and said angrily: "Senior has sent me away, so I should pay her the intelligence fee, right?"

Haha, it is indeed your style.

Zhuang Hai suddenly smiled, and then thrust two fingers toward the middle-aged man's eyebrows.

With one click, one pull, and one pull, the man's soul was pulled out by Zhuang Hai.

"Mr. Zhuang will not make you a household god. Just go with the wind."

Zhuang Hai opened his mouth and blew on two fingers, which immediately made the man's soul fly away.

......

"goodbye--"

After getting off the carriage and saying goodbye to the driver, Tangtang opened her legs to find something to eat.

At this moment, a wooden bird fell from the sky.

"..."

The little girl blinked and asked, "Who are you? Why do you come to Tangtang specifically?"

Seeing the wooden bird struggling to use its beak to write on the ground, Tangtang quickly said: "You don't have to do that, just say it. Tangtang can see your true appearance and understand what you say."

The reason why she can understand it is not because the little girl is proficient in the language of birds and animals, but because she can communicate with the dead souls possessed by wooden birds. This is the essence of the art of corpse language.

[Senior, I am the direct disciple of the master of the Mechanism Sect. 】