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122. Eight Demons Binding Soul Array 04

This is an anti-theft seal. "Bah! Before teaching me to respect my teachers, why don't you learn to be honest and trustworthy first?" Fang Xia kicked the door panel, and the door panel did not move at all. The quality of the door in this hospital's bathroom is a bit good.

"I'll learn! I'll start learning tomorrow!" said Ma Guangping in the bathroom.

"Okay, then you come out now." Fang Xia pointed at the door.

"No, I won't come out." Ma Guangping refused firmly and seriously.

"Stinky old man!"

"Little bastard!"

Fu Jin looked at Fang Xia and his master quarrel with interest through the bathroom door. It was not a filthy insult, nor was it a malicious attack. It felt like a quarrel between two children, a quarrel that was completely unruly. Fang Xia seemed to be unscrupulous than ever, probably because he had a good relationship with his master, so he could get angry so randomly.

He suddenly envied Fang Xia's master a little. Although the other party was forced to hide in the bathroom by Fang Xia at this moment and did not even dare to open the door, Fang Xia's intimacy with him was beyond doubt.

Fang Xia treated him as the same as the people of the world, and faced him calmly without any barriers. He should have been satisfied. However, desire is a gully that will never be filled. No matter how much you get, you will still desire more and better. Fu Jin looked at Fang Xia's back, and his eyes were as dark as ink, and he could not see through a shiny ray of light.

"Tsk!" Fang Xia was so angry that she kicked the bathroom door panel again, then turned around and wandered around the small living room, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets while turning.

[What are you looking for?] When Fang Xia passed by him for the second time, Fu Jin hid the dullness in her eyes and asked.

"Iron wire or steel needles." Fang Xia grabbed his head and said to Fu Jin.

[Is that OK?] Fu Jin asked, pointing to a calendar on the TV cabinet in the living room.

It was a calendar book for the hospital for publicity, the size of a notebook, and it was worn together with a wire coil.

Fang Xia: "Well, it should be OK, I'll try it."

Fang Xia quickly removed the wire coil on the calendar book, held it in her hand and twisted it into the shape she wanted, then returned to the bathroom door, bent down and poked the wire into the door lock hole - and began to pry the lock. Fu Jin followed and looked at Fang Xia twisting the wire seriously.

"Little bastard, what are you doing?!" Fang Xia twisted twice, and Ma Guangping felt inside.

"Help you open the door."

"You don't know how to learn something well when you slip through the door and pickpocket!" Ma Guangping howled inside with heartache.

"I'm not straight and the lower beam is crooked!"

"I never do such things as robbers and dogs!"

Fang Xia struggled for a while but couldn't pry the lock as he wished. I don't know if it was because the door lock in the hospital bathroom was too good or the tools in his hand were not very easy.

"Hehe, it seems that you are not skilled!" Seeing that the door lock was gone, Ma Guangping knew that Fang Xia had failed and immediately laughed, "Don't waste time with the master, you can't win. I won't come out, I see you can..."

Before Ma Guangping finished speaking, he heard the door lock clicking twice, and the safe was opened.

Outside the door, Fang Xia looked at Fu Jin's hand and held it on the door handle, and then heard the sound of insurance opening. Fang Xia looked at Fu Jin in surprise, and never expected that he would help.

"Thank you!" Fang Xia finished speaking, before Ma Guangping locked it again, he quickly turned the door handle and pushed his shoulders into the door.

"Baby! Stop!"

The bathroom door was pushed open a crack, and then it was blocked by Ma Guangping.

Ma Guangping: "Master is wrong, please stop..."

Fang Xia: "If you come out, we can talk about anything."

Ma Guangping: "Master has no shame to see you."

Fang Xia: "Get out!"

Seeing that Fang Xia still didn't buy it, Ma Guangping was at the end of his life, and instead shouted at Geng Wenqiu, who was sitting on the sand in the small living room outside and drinking tea, "Geng Wenqiu, do you want to save me when you die?"

Geng Wenqiu: “…”

Geng Wenqiu, holding the teacup, sighed, and put the tea he had just taken a sip back on the tea table. Wasn't the bathroom door opened? It seemed like he was almost beaten to death. This master regarded this as such a virtue, no wonder Fang Xia was taught like a gangster who was not close to four or six.

"Fang Xia, let's talk." Geng Wenqiu said to Fang Xia.

Fang Xia: "..." No, he didn't want to talk to old lady Geng at all! Based on his experience of talking to her last two times, old lady Geng must have prepared a way to trick him. No matter how he jumped around, he would definitely have to jump into the pit she dug in the end.

Fang Xia pretended not to hear it and continued to fight with Ma Guangping against the door panel.

"You don't want to talk now, I can wait for you here until you are willing to talk." Geng Wenqiu said lightly, "It's just that this has no meaning except wasting each other's time."

"Tsk!" Fang Xiasong pressed against the door, and the bathroom door was closed again in an instant, followed by a sound of being locked again.

Fang Xia kicked away the wire that had just fallen at his feet in anger, turned around and walked to Geng Wenqiu, without sitting down, just put his hands in his pockets and looked down at her from a high place.

"I would go back to the Geng family at the time to get the transactions I needed for my master's medical expenses. Now that my master is pretending to be sick, the Geng family does not need to provide medical expenses, so there is no need for me to stay in the Geng family."

"If you don't want to stay in the Geng family, I won't force you to stay." Geng Wenqiu said slowly, "But--"

"But what?" Fang Xia stared at Geng Wenqiu vigilantly.

"I should have told you before that since you have the ability to see ghosts, you must learn the corresponding mysterious knowledge, which is a means to protect yourself."

"so what?"

"So even if you decide to leave the Geng family, you still need to learn the knowledge of mysterious arts from Geng Shudan."

"Then let me learn it in my whole life?" Fang Xia used the biggest malicious guess to Geng Wenqiu.

"You're thinking too much," Geng Wenqiu said, "I don't want you to go too far into the mysterious circle."

Fang Xia: "I coincide with you."

"Learn some basic methods, it won't take a year at most." Geng Wenqiu glanced at Fang Xia and added, "If the IQ is OK."

"If I have an IQ problem, I must have inherited it from your family." Fang Xia retorted bluntly, "Actually, I can let Fu Jin teach me, and I don't need Geng Shudan very much."

Fu Jin had taught him to draw evil-restraining talismans before, and his knowledge of mysterious arts was obviously much better than Geng Shudan. He didn't hate Geng Shudan. Geng Shudan felt much more comfortable getting along with other Geng family members, but he was still Geng family. If possible, he was not willing to have too much involvement with the Geng family.

Geng Wenqiu glanced at Fu Jin, "Fu Jin can teach you a lot, but you need to learn some things from the living."

Fang Xia frowned slightly, thought for a while, and finally gave in and said, "I don't want to stay in the Geng family. Geng Shudan can teach remotely or elsewhere."

"Yes." Geng Wenqiu nodded.

"Take it seriously?" Fang Xia didn't trust her very much.

"You are not a criminal, and our Geng family is not a policeman. It is your freedom to leave. We will not force you to lie."

Who knows? What if you test it towards the brink of crime? Fang Xia thought to herself, but didn't say it, for fear that she would wake up the dreamer with one sentence.

After talking about Fang Xia’s question of whether to stay or not, Geng Wenqiu turned to Fu Jin.

"If you want to leave the Geng family, Fu Jin will naturally follow you. But you should also know what Fu Jin means to the Geng family."

It means strength, family power, and probably indirectly affects the Geng family's status in the mysterious circle. Geng Wenqiu told him these before, but he felt more uncomfortable than when he first heard them. As a ghost stranded in the sun, Fu Jin needed to guard people, and the Geng family needed the power to use. It was originally a transaction that each person needed, but the Geng family's attitude of treating Fu Jin as his own and using it as a tool made Fang Xia feel a little distressed.

He thought of the cheap peppermint candy, and Fu Jin whispered to like it. In the eyes of ordinary adults, how could he like it? During Fu Jin's long time in the Geng family, almost no one took the initiative to give him anything.

"Fu Jin is not your tool for fighting for power and profit." Fang Xia looked cold and finally said something hard.

"Well, it's already done." Geng Shudan replied.

"That's it?" Li Jinghang frowned. Ordinary charlatans should not pretend to be a god and jump up and down, and then recommend a lot of things to buy safety to end it. This man threw a few talismans, then put a few talismans on Sun Li's marten coat, and said it was over. Now all the charlatans are starting to be lazy?

"There is one more thing..." Geng Shudan said, "I have to take this mink coat away. How much does this dress cost? I'll transfer the money to you."

"What?" The liar did not ask for money from him, nor did he sell him any talisman possession talismans, but asked him for the mink coat. He thought that the man had finally begun to reveal his true face as a charlatan. Although the behavior of asking for clothes was very unusual, he did not expect that the other party was planning to spend money to buy it from him.

"Sorry, this mink coat cannot be left behind. That thing is attached to this coat." Geng Shudan said, taking out his cell phone and asking Li Jinghang for a transfer account.

This mink coat was Sun Li's thing. Li Jinghang hesitated for a moment before reporting the account to Geng Shudan with suspicion.

The price of high-quality mink coats starts at least tens of thousands of yuan. This is within the scope of Li Jinghang's income. He is not a stingy person in terms of money. He doesn't have much objection to his wife's rare luxury goods. However, Sun Li is reluctant to spend so much money. This mink coat looks brand new, but it is actually a second-hand product. Sun Li bought it from a second-hand product resale platform a few years ago. The mink coat that he basically hasn't worn much is even 5 ooo. It is also a genuine product with high-quality quality. Sun Li was happy for several days when she bought it, and said she had made it.
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