Chapter 68: Southern Xinjiang Wizard

When Liu Chenggang drove away, Xu Ze sent a middle-aged man to the door of the hotel.
"Master Huo, this time I come to Linjiang, I will trouble you again!" Xu Ze said respectfully to the middle-aged man.
The fire master nodded with a smile on his face, "Don't worry, Young Master Xu, I will definitely satisfy him with what brother ordered."
"Okay, then I won't disturb Master Huo to rest. If there is anything in Linjiang City during this time, Master Huo can contact me at any time!" Xu Ze smiled.
Master Huo smiled and nodded, then turned around and entered the hotel, Xu Ze also left.
Not long after Master Huo entered the room, he suddenly smelled someone else's breath, his face changed suddenly, he glanced at the animal fur on the wall, and his eyes fell on the bed.
He stared at the empty bedside with wide eyes, only feeling a puff of old blood rushing up in his heart, wishing to smash the bedside with a punch, and even more wishing to smash the body of the guy who broke in.
"Who is it that stole my treasure bag?" Master Huo stared at the bedside in anger. He saw the phone on the bedside and suddenly wanted to go to the hotel front desk, but after another thought, he thought that this person had entered the room. He didn't steal anything, but he stole his own treasure bag, which must be an insider.
He was angry in his heart, the contents of the treasure bag, but it took him a little half a year to finish it, not to mention how precious the medicine is, the seven or eight talismans alone were enough for him to paint for half a year.
Master Huo took a few deep breaths of the remaining smell of the air, and kept the smell firmly in his heart, staring sullenly at the window, "Boy, as long as you are still in Linjiang City, I will not worry about finding you. At that time, you must be peeled and cramped and broken into pieces!"
At this time, Liu Cheng drove the luxury car and took the "treasure bag" of Master Huo, swaying back to his rental room.
The house Feng Xing bought for him before has now been moved by Li Wanjuan, and his things are still in the rental house. Recently, I have been busy and have no time to move.
After returning to the room, Liu Cheng opened the treasure bag, which contained twelve or three bottles and pots, and seven or eight pale yellow talisman.
He put these things on the table one by one, and the use of the talisman method was recorded in "Shu Zang", but he hadn't started studying it yet.
Therefore, at this time, Liu Cheng's eyes fell on the twelve or three bottles, each of which contained unknown drugs. Fortunately, each bottle was painted with an image of an animal on the outside.
Although the image on the bottle is very simple, it can probably be seen clearly. Liu Cheng stared at a small bottle in his hand. The outside pictured was a weasel. Obviously, the bottle inside was related to a weasel.
On the other bottles, some are painted with a snake, some are painted with a fox, almost every bottle is painted with a pattern, only the last small emerald green bottle is painted with a vertical line, and there is no more Other things too.
Liu Cheng looked at these bottles for a long time, and his eyes finally fell on the bottle with the weasel painted. He vaguely remembered that the skin of the weasel was hanging in Song Lianqiao's home, and he couldn't help but guess.
"Forsythia, are you asleep?" Liu Chengma called Song Lianqiao.
"Not yet, what have you been up to these days, don't even contact me!" Song Lianqiao's lazy voice came from the phone.
"Haha, I have been busy with a little bit of work," Liu Cheng could not say about his acquaintance with Li Wanjuan, "How is Uncle Song's health recently? Are there any signs of illness?"
Speaking of his father, Song Lianqiao’s voice became a little more worried,
A college alumnus of mine just returned from a doctorate degree abroad and recently treated my father at home, but he still hasn’t improved, but thankfully, There is no sign of illness."
Liu Cheng let out a "huh" and then said, "That's it. I recently found some medicine, which should help Uncle Song's disease. If you have time tomorrow, I will go and see!"
"Okay!" The simple word seemed to contain endless surprises and expectations. Liu Cheng didn't hear it, nor did Song Lianqiao realize it.
After hanging up the phone and staring at the medicine on the table, Liu Cheng had his own plan in mind.
But he didn't know that the fire master whose treasure bag was stolen by him had already begun to act.
At midnight, Master Huo, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, finally opened his eyes. There was an incense burner in front of him with curling cigarettes rising above him, and the whole room was a little more mysterious.
At this time, the censer cover "dumped" sounded, as if something was about to come out of it.
After a while, a slender centipede came out of the incense burner, lying on the bed, looking up at Master Huo.
"Xiaohong, go find that kid for me now," Master Huo said to the "Xiaohong" in front of him, "Even if you search the entire Linjiang City, you have to find that kid for me!"
The reddish centipede "Xiao Hong" nodded, then "slid" and got down on the bed.
Watching "Xiao Hong" leave, the corner of Master Huo's mouth was drawn with a sullen smile, "Huh, I have been violently in southern Xinjiang for so many years. This is the first time anyone dared to steal my things. Wait until I catch this. The kid insists on skinning him and cramping to vent my hatred!"
After arranging all this, Master Huo suddenly stretched out his hand and sucked out of thin air, only to see a piece of animal fur on the wall, falling into his hand with a rustle.
He grabbed the animal fur with both hands, buried his head in it, breathing in the breath greedily, then raised his head for a while, squinted his eyes, and showed a satisfied expression on his face.
In the next second, Huo Lie pinched a finger in his left hand, and a flame appeared out of thin air and threw it directly on the animal fur.
In the blink of an eye, this animal fur burned completely, leaving only some white powder in place.
Excitedly collected the white powder in a small bottle, and said to himself: "Hehe, this kind of beast essence powder is hard-won, but no one in China should know the preciousness of this, forgive that. The kid won’t be able to use it even if he gets it!"
Thinking of this, Huo Lie sat on the bed contentedly and began to the beast essence powder in the small bottle.
It was a good night. Liu Cheng just woke up the next day, washed and changed his clothes quickly, and drove straight to Song's house.
He talked to Song Lianqiao early in the morning, and the other party was already on the road.
Half an hour later, Liu Cheng came to the gate of Song's house. There was no one outside, so he knocked on the door and went straight in.
"Who are you?" A young man suddenly walked out of the corner, staring at Liu Cheng with hostility.
"Uh, my name is Liu Cheng, I am a friend of Forsythia!" Liu Cheng smiled and said.
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