Chapter 1331: Transform! Sailor Moon!

It is a pity that Beichuan’s ideals are actually not ‘appreciated’ by his master.
After all, once the resurrection of Beichuan and the others is completed, Xiao Qichen is likely to lose the two or two flesh of his body.
Oh, no, maybe he will grow to other places where he doesn't want him to grow.
As long as he thinks of this, Xiao Qichen's whole body becomes terrified, and he secretly prays in his heart, hoping that his wife will grow up, he will forget it.
The next day, another Sunday, although Stigma was awakened and never fell asleep again, the next morning, he dragged his tired body and frightened soul to the shrine to work.
Just last night, Stigma had completely identified Qin Wansha as a demon.
Because of this, since seeing Qin Wansha who was doing morning exercises with her grandfather early in the morning, Shenghen's eyes have added a sense of vigilance and determination.
Qin Wansha directly regarded the stigmata as nothing. After breakfast, while there were no believers to visit, she first went to the house where the amulet was sold, and then took out the amulet she made again yesterday, and took them apart for inspection. .
The stigmata, who had been closely monitoring Qin Wansha, thought of the destruction of the corpse.
After thinking about it, Shenghen went to make a cup of tea, then took some snacks and put it on the tray, with a handsome smile on his face, and walked towards Qin Wansha.
When Shenghen walked to Qin Wansha's side, she found that Qin Wansha's face was heavy, and the eyes looking at him were also very sharp.
Even so, Stigma insisted on maintaining his smiling face, and said to Qin Wansha caringly: "Miss Huoling, you have been busy all morning, take a break and eat something, what needs to be done, I To help you."
A look of impatience flashed in Qin Wansha's eyes: "No need, you go and do it yourself."
However, the more Qin Wansha said this, the more Stigma refused to leave easily.
"Miss Huo Ling really likes to fight against all things, but this kind of independent feeling is also the charm of Miss Huo Ling." Shenghen said with a smile.
Qin Wansha's heart:...Young man, don't know how to tease, Mo Qiang teases.
Qin Wansha had a clear mind about the purpose of Stigmata now. After all, there was a paragraph in the document-Stigma deliberately approached the fire spirit ambiguously in order to find out his life experience, dreams, and the location of the monster.
But to be honest, Qin Wansha now feels that being able to be picked up by such an embarrassing means by Stigmata is probably because the real Huo Ling is too young and does not know the world.
Qin Wansha is not the kind of real high school girl, looking at the stigmata with a weird look.
The perfect smirk on Stigma's face almost broke, but fortunately, in order to accomplish the goal he had set, Stigma still held Qin Wansha's sight.
Qin Wansha didn't intend to pierce the stigmata directly, she simply took apart an amulet on her hand and sent it to the stigmata's eyes: "If there are reliable people showing up, I don't want to be independent. Look at this amulet, and Is there any difference between normal amulets."
Stigma took this amulet, and his gaze immediately strafed variously, but unfortunately, apart from being able to feel some of the magical energy in the amulet, he could not tell the difference between this amulet.
Of course, it is impossible for Stigmata to directly tell about the fact that he could see the devilish energy, but Stigmata caught a'handle' in Qin Wansha's words, and then said with some speculation: "These amulets... are all destroyed. Up?"
Qin Wansha's lips immediately raised an inexplicable smile: "Yes, and it was broken under my eyelids."
With that said, Qin Wansha even picked up a spell on which the stigmata looked like ghosts, and opened it before his eyes: "Because something happened before, all the spells I painted yesterday actually have a protective type. It’s a pity that these spells were eroded by the powerful dark power in an instant."
"After all, it's just a spell drawn by me, and the effect is much worse than when I control it myself."
Stigmata's eyes flashed, and he suppressed the ridicule in his eyes, and then immediately said: "Then what should I do now? Should I temporarily put away these amulets and wait until the murderer is found before selling them?"
In fact, what Stigmata really wants to say is-are you now with a guilty conscience and want to cover up what you are doing?
However, to the surprise of Stigmata, Qin Wansha said: "No, how could it happen? Since this matter has already been involved in our shrine, I naturally can't let the real murderer get away with it. Since this spell doesn't work, then I will change it. One is ready."
Qin Wansha's words are full of confidence, but Shenghen has other thoughts in her heart.
"Oh? What talisman do you plan to change?" Stigmata tentatively tried.
Qin Wansha sorted out all the amulets once again, and then gave Shenghen a look: "I am afraid I can't tell you until I don't know who the murderer is."
The stigma was blocked by Qin Wansha's words, and a gloom surged in his chest. In his opinion, this was simply a thief calling to catch a thief.
"Miss Huo Ling, are you suspicious of me?" The smile on the corner of Stigma's lips was very reluctant, even with a sense of incredible absurdity.
Qin Wansha also packed up her things at this time and stuffed the discarded rune papers into the hands of Stigma: "It's a coincidence, the rune paper I painted yesterday was destroyed that day, and I have to plan for the worst. ."
Stigmata did not say anything, but finally put away the originally reluctant smile: "I understand."
Outside the room, someone who was eavesdropping finally heard enough. In order to prevent Qin Wansha or Stigma from coming out suddenly, he quietly left the place.
It’s just that when Qin Wansha and Shenghen walked out one after another, and were passing by him who was sweeping the floor, Beichuan’s lips also wore a sarcasm and arrogant smile—I wanted to catch it if I changed it. To yourself? Let's try it, he also wants to know what else this witch is capable of.
Now that she wanted to draw a symbol, Qin Wansha naturally entered the law room again.
It took almost the same time as yesterday, and Qin Wansha painted all the amulets.
In fact, there are not so many amulets that can be sold in the shrine every week. Sometimes there are more than a dozen people who ask for it a day, and sometimes there are only a few. Therefore, Qin Wansha drew almost 30 amulets before stopping.
But just as Qin Wansha was rubbing her sore wrist, the door of the law room was knocked.
Beichuan came in with a gentle and respectful voice: "Miss Huo Ling, a lady who calls herself Momomo Hoshino came to you with a cat, saying that she wanted to thank you for saving the kitten she raised."