Zuo Si stretched out his sleeves and said confidently: “I will definitely not let my Lord down.”
He glanced at Mi August meaningfully, and the smile on his lips deepened.
Today’s little goddess is so easy to talk to, and she is so willing to give benefits. It turns out that she found that he was excellent at doing things, and begged him to regain this mortal power and the people of the North City.
Zuo Si held a copy of the nursery rhyme between his two fingers and was already thinking about what kind of benefits he should ask Mi August for in the future – now you have to do it with me, so you are not afraid of not getting any benefits.
The two parted at the corner.
Zuo Si watched Mi August go away before going back and forth to his residence.
Halfway through, he unfolded the nursery rhyme to see what kind of nursery rhyme it could be that could cleanse the spirit boy of spiritual poison.
At first glance, it’s nothing special.
Lingzhou calligraphy works are popular, and even monks who are not interested must have read several books in various styles.
From Zuo Si’s point of view, this nursery rhyme is indeed a nursery rhyme. The writing is not even beautiful, and it can be read as rhyming.
“Have you been cheated?” As soon as he said this, Zuo Si stumbled over a sudden bump on the ground.
He didn’t think it was an accident. He turned his head and smiled and said, “I said something wrong. How could the little goddess lie to me?” After saying that, he continued to stroll without any leisure, and used his spiritual power to cast a spell and return quickly.
——He has a spiritual power replenishment station anyway!
…
inside the house.
Mi August put down the nursery rhyme written by Mi Feixue in his hand.
No matter how hard she read it several times, she still didn’t have any of the feelings Jiang Shou said.
Because she is not affected by spiritual poison?
Mi August was thoughtful, put on the night game and looked at it again, but there was still no change.
Instead, she turned her attention to the Book of Good and Evil.
The Book of Good and Evil seemed to sense what she wanted to do, and the pages automatically moved twice.
Mi August did not force it as usual and asked it: “Do you want to eat?”
The Book of Good and Evil pretends to be dead.
Mi August opened it with his own hands.