Chapter 423: Ways to crack the soul hunt

The New World Farmers' Market is a market located in the urban area of ​​Xiangyang. It has all kinds of vegetables, meat and seafood, and it is very lively.
"Come here, the chicken just slaughtered, eleven yuan a catty!"
"Live shrimp only costs 36 pounds per pound, and ice shrimp 18 yuan per pound."
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In the applause of the vegetable vendor, Fang Ming went to the front of a family selling chickens and ducks, looked at the chickens and ducks kept in a cage, and stopped.
"Boss, buy chicken or duck, we are killing and plucking."
When the vegetable vendor saw Fang Ming stopped, he quickly shouted, but now many people are in trouble. They buy chickens and ducks that are well-plucked and plucked. Although the price will be more expensive, they can save a lot of trouble.
"Boss, how much is your chicken?"
"Only? My chicken is 16 yuan a catty, and the duck is 14 yuan a catty. This chicken does not eat feed. In addition, this duck is just enough for the month, which is the most tender time."
Fang Ming interrupted the boss's continued sales and said directly: "For fifty yuan, I buy ten blood and ten ducks, can I sell them?"
Hearing Fang Ming's words, the boss froze for a moment, then nodded busy, "Yes, of course, the boss can pick whatever he wants."
"You catch me, kill now, but I have a request, when killing these chickens and ducks, don't waste the blood, just pour it in a pot and install it for me."
"This is no problem, and I guarantee that no drop will be wasted."
Received a thousand dollars from Fang Ming, and the rice was patted on the breast to ensure that it was not chicken blood and duck blood. Although generally they sold chickens and ducks that were killed by their employers without chicken blood, but such a For a big business, I don't care about the money.
The rice was very neat, and ten chickens and ducks were quickly killed by him. A large pot of chicken blood and duck blood were set aside.
Fang Ming took the basin and turned to leave.
"Hey, boss, you chicken and duck..."
"No, it's for you."
Fang Ming didn't look back, he wanted chicken blood and duck blood, so the chicken and duck were useless to him.
With this pot of chicken blood and duck blood, Fang Ming quickly left the farmer's market, and then walked into a sparsely populated alley.
After biting his index finger, a drop of blood ran down into the basin, mixed with those of chicken blood and duck blood, and at the same time Fang Ming began to mantra.
"With my blood, with your blood, with my soul, with your soul."
"Replace blood with blood, souls depend on each other, blood is connected, make this contract!"
The blood in the basin began to boil, and finally, as if it had boiled, a few drops began to splash out.
"The hemolysis technique in the inheritance of the sorcerer divides his soul into the blood. Since then, the soul has been transformed into thousands of strands. Even if there is a strong man who pursues the soul, it is impossible to find himself."
Fang Ming whispered that when he helped Ouyang Xueqing to catch the murderers, he used soul-searching techniques, and after spending so many days in the Luo family, the Mu family might also use the ones he left in the Luo family. Some personal things are looking for yourself, so the first point of the moment is to invalidate this soul hunt.
After a few minutes, the blood began to calm down, and Fang Ming quickly went to the next place.
Less than three minutes after Fang Ming got on the bus, a group of people appeared at the farmers market, led by an old man.
In the hands of the old man, there is a paper butterfly. At this moment, the paper butterfly flapping its wings quickly seems to be flying in a certain direction.
"Here I just left, chase!"
The old man's face was wrinkled, but then there was a sneer on his face, "Run, he can't run out of Xiangyang City, let him jump for a while."
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Longyang Square is an earlier square built in Xiangyang City. It is a place for the elderly to relax and relax. At the corner of the square is a large group of pigeons. Young couples often come here to feed the pigeons. There are even a lot of people who came here to take a photo shoot.
"Boss, give me three packs of pigeon food."
"Ok."
Holding three packs of pigeon food, Fang Ming went to an unmanned corner, opened the package, and then mixed the pigeon food with the blood. After a little stirring, Fang Ming went to the pigeon group.
Because of the pigeon food, these pigeons quickly flew towards Fang Ming, all gathered around Fang Ming.
"Hey, what's the matter with you guys, I didn't see any more promotional videos on our side, can't you feed late?"
Not far away, a pretty girl was sitting in the pigeon flock, facing the camera with a smile on her face, obviously either shooting a photo or a promotional video.
However, Fang Ming didn't take care of each other's words, just quickly sprinkled all the pigeon food on the ground. After all the pigeons had finished eating, Fang Ming's right foot suddenly stomped heavily on the ground.
The calm pigeons that were originally eaten all flew away in a panic, and the shooting team on the other side was dumbfounded when they saw this scene.
"This... Xuan Xuan, how can this be filmed?"
"It's over. These pigeons will not fly at least today."
The shooting team over there all looked at Fang Ming with angry eyes, and even two of the men took their height and walked towards Fang Ming.
"You are the one who [58 fiction www.58xs.vip] intends to make trouble."
Fang Ming glanced at the two men and ignored them. He now has no time to take care of these people. After solving these problems, all he has to do now is escape.
"Are you deaf or dumb."
One of the men stretched his hand and shot towards Fang Ming's shoulder, but his hand didn't touch Fang Ming's shoulder, but he wailed with pain and fell directly to the ground.
The other man who still wanted to shoot was stunned because he hadn't seen how his companion fell to the ground. He didn't know what to do for a while.
"you you……"
Fang Ming ignored the man and gave him a cold look, then left quickly because he could not guarantee that if he stayed again, he would crush the necks of the two men. At this moment, his heart was full of killing and hatred. A little reason makes him sober.
"Ms. Xuan Xuan, this man is too savage, just let him go, or should we call the police."
"Forget it, the alarm is also troublesome, just shoot like this, if not, wait for tomorrow."
Ling Xuanxuan shook her head, and when she heard her, the others no longer said anything. After all, this is their gold master, and the gold master said so, then they had nothing to say.
However, just a few minutes after Ling Xuanxuan and others continued to shoot, another group arrived.
Still the old man holding the butterfly, but at this moment his brow was completely frowned, because the paper butterfly on the palm of his hand was like a fly without a head and no brain at the moment, there was no Specific directions.
"What's going on, why is this happening, is he still incarnate?"
The face of the old man was shocked. This paper butterfly was made by a strong man in the family who was good at the soul-searching technique. As long as Fang Ming is still in Xiangyang City, he can lock his position, and they can only use this paper. Fang Ming can be found in the direction led by the butterfly.
But now, this paper butterfly is like a flies without direction. There is only one willingness to have this problem. That is, Fang Ming appeared in dozens of places at the same time, but this is obviously impossible.
"When the paper butterfly traced to the square, it was still good. It was only after the square that it became like this, that is to say, he moved his hands and feet in the square and made the soul chasing technique invalid."
The old man's eyes looked in other directions. When he saw the shooting team over there, his eyes lit up, and a middle-aged man beside him whispered something in his ear.
"Ask you something, have you met a man in the square."
The middle-aged man stepped forward and took out a photo from his arms. It was the photo of Fang Ming.
"I……"
"Yes, just now, he walked in that direction."
Ling Xuanxuan pointed in one direction, the middle-aged man's face showed a happy look, and hurried back to the old man's side. After a while, the old man and his party walked in the direction of Ling Xuanxuan's finger.
"Xuan Xuan, obviously the man was going over there, why did you lie to them."
Ling Xuanxuan heard her friend's words and showed a little witch-like smile, "Nothing, just think it's fun."
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Ten kilometers away from the square, Fang Ming walked into a cafe. Now that tracking has been ruled out, he has to plan how to escape from this city of Xiangyang.
The longer Xiangyang City stays, the more dangerous it will be. The Mu family will surely continue to send people over. Although he still has a hair from his master, he can only use it again. Once it is used, he cannot escape. If he does, then he will have no possibility of escaping.
It is impossible to go to the train and bus station. The Mu family must be focusing on defense. The two roads out of the city are the least useful.
However, after all, the Mu family is only a family, and it is impossible to blockade the whole city, so he still has a lot of opportunities, and all he has to do is to leave the city at the fastest speed.
Ten minutes later, Fang Ming came out of the cafe, stopped a taxi, and let the car go southeast.
"What's going on, there is a traffic accident."
However, just as the car was about to go on the national road, the driver stopped the car because a car accident occurred in front and most of the road was blocked.
"Master turned his head."
Fang Ming glanced down the car window towards the outside, and there were several men standing there not far away, gazing around.
"Turn your head, but if you turn around, you have to walk a lot."
"It's okay, I will give you more money."
Seeing the driver turning away, Fang Ming was frowning in the car. The Mu family could not be able to withstand the city, so they could only create such a traffic accident to close the road, but the same Mu family could not Such accidents are created on all roads and can only be selective.
So why can the Mu family be able to guess that he is going to leave from this road, knowing that there are at least 20 roads from Xiangyang to other cities, excluding national roads, as well as county roads and country roads. Is this by accident?