Chapter 106: Shock

Full of excitement, Mu Ling asked, "Sister, when do I call?"
After the question, she was a little nervous, "But I don't know Jiang Zhinuan well... She is very arrogant. If I called her suddenly, would she believe it?"
"Call again tomorrow." Mu Yun was smug and confident, "Tomorrow the third uncle will take Aunt Qiao to Jiang's house. Jiang's family has received the favor of our family. If we call again, they will pay more attention to it."
"Yeah, good." Mu Ling nodded.
Thinking of tomorrow's good show, she was excited, as if the depression and grievance of this period of time were also wiped out.
"But, elder sister, do you feel strange?" Mu Ling said to Mu Yun in confusion, "Since Mu Zi was discharged from the hospital, she has been like a different person. Before I scolded her and beat her, she kept saying I dare not say a word, but you see, she now..."
As Mu Ling said, her face became ugly, and her voice lowered: "And the last time...the last time she fell into the water, it didn't take long before she suddenly lost her breath, she didn't even have her pulse! Come here, like a corpse!"
Mu Yun thoughtfully nodded slowly, "She is indeed a little weird..."
"Did she hit the evil? Isn't she a human?!" Mu Ling thought carefully and was terrified, with horror on his face.
Mu Yun glanced at her lightly, "Don't be okay to scare yourself."
But... this Mu Zi is indeed a bit evil.
Mu Yun couldn't think of a clue.
...
The drunken Walker Entertainment City, with brilliant lights, is full of fine wines and bets, and big bets that make the lost people turn the day and night upside down and forget the time.
Du Hao came eagerly, holding a delicate bamboo basket in his arms.
The basket is only the size of a soup bowl, with a lid, you can't see what's in it, and the handle is tied with red silk, which is very lucky.
About a quarter of an hour later, this ancient and festive basket was placed on Murong Cheng's table.
Wang Zhan deliberately washed his hands, put on a pair of white gloves, and opened the lid of the basket with a respectful expression
After seeing the contents clearly, the expression on Wang Zhan's face was slightly cracked...
"This is... the three-eyed crow?" Wang Zhan's mouth twitched, and there was an urge to confuse his opponent with shit.
Is this three, eyes, gods, and crows worth eight million? !
There is a fleshy chick in the basket. The little thing closes its eyes, has a bald head, and there are few hairs on its body. Obviously, it hasn't been long since its shell.
No matter how you look at it, you can't see the temperament of God Crow!
It's like a broiler!
Du Hao looked longing and looked at the "God Crow" with admiration, and said, "It is past their breeding period. It is not easy to find this nest. This nestling is the strongest in the nest. , As long as you grow up well, you will definitely become an excellent spiritual pet in the future."
"This, this, this..." Wang Zhan looked at the bald bird and then at Murong Cheng, "Master, this... this bird..."
Isn't this bird really picked from a pheasant's nest? !
Murong Cheng stared at the chick waiting to be fed in the nest, and tentatively stretched out his hand
"Master Rong, be careful." Du Hao reminded in a low voice, "This bird has not yet recognized the master."
Once the crow recognizes the Lord, he will be alone in his life, and he will not change it again.
Murong Cheng retracted his hand, his eyes still fixed on the baby bird.
"Just raise this bird..." Murong Cheng thoughtfully said slowly, "The soul will no longer be easily separated... Will she really come back to life?"
"Yes, the phenomenon of the detachment of the soul from the body is called'fright', especially when encountering a situation similar to death,'fright' is most likely to occur." Du Hao nodded and replied, "With this three-eyed God Crow, it is shorter In three years, as long as six years, the survivor will be no different from the living."