Chapter 317: Taomu card is gone

Yang Zimei sat next to Long Zhutian's bed, stretched out his fingers to rest on his pulse. The pulse was beating normally, and there was no weakness. It was normal to detect the eyelids of the heart.
It seems that it is really a strange black witchcraft.
"Brow ... Brow ..."
Long Zhutian's mouth murmured her name.
Yang Zimei's eyes were sour, he clenched his hands, and said softly, "I'm here."
Maybe she was sensed, and the dragon murmured ceaselessly day by day, her black-golden face softened a little, and she remained in a coma and asleep state.
"How? Can you see what witchcraft is in him?"
Zhu Gezhen asked nervously.
Yang Zimei shook his head. "For witchcraft, I only know a little about what we have passed down from China, and even the black magic in southern Xinjiang is ignorant."
"What to do? I heard that African black witchcraft is very weird and inhuman, and it seems that I have to go to Africa to invite a famous wizard," said Zhu Gexi anxiously.
"Do you know the African Wizard?"
Zhu Gezhen shook his head, "I don't know, but in Africa, I also have some strength to see if I can find a Dao Wizard to help."
"I'll ask my master to come and take a look. Perhaps, he is well-informed and will have some understanding of these witchcraft." Yang Zimei reached out with a heartache and touched the black and gold face of the dragon, and his eyes fell on him. Suddenly stopped between his neck.
What about mahogany?
She hurriedly opened his collar, and sure enough, the Taomu card was gone.
"Where's the peach card he's been hanging on?" Yang Zimei turned to Zhuge Ye.
Zhu Gezhen shook his head. "When I found him, there was nothing hanging on his neck, maybe it was lost."
Lost?
Yang Zimei listened.
She reached out and pinched the peach card on her neck, and was extremely disturbed.
"This peach card is just a gift of love between you? Even if you lose it, you'll find another gift of love next time." Zhu Gezhen saw her face change suddenly, a little dismissive.
"It's not an ordinary gift of love." Yang Zimei lowered her body and hugged Baolong every day. The body had only temperature but no response.
Always thought that he had a peach-wood card guard, and he should not be afraid of anything.
But it has not been calculated that things hanging outside the body will be lost.
Suddenly there was a fear in her heart!
She has to find the master as soon as possible to see if the master can deal with the weird witchcraft that has been laid on him.
She bowed her head and kissed him in the forehead, stood up, and said to Zhuge: "Look at him well, I'll go to the master."
"Okay." Zhu Gezhen nodded, "I will also contact people in Africa as soon as possible to see if I can find a big wizard."
"Thank you."
Yang Zimei said goodbye to Zhu Gezhen, hurriedly stopped a taxi on the street, and asked the driver to send her directly to Yangjia Village to find a master.
I hope the master can stay on the mountain without walking around, otherwise, he has no trace and he is hard to find.
Upon returning to Yangjia Village, headed straight for the mountain
fortunately!
Master Yuqing is still in Taoist Temple.
Seeing her face rushing around, Yuqing was surprised, "Niuniu, is there something wrong?"
"Master, do you know African black witchcraft?" Yang Zimei asked anxiously.
"African black witchcraft? Why are you asking this?"
"My man may be hit by African black witchcraft, and now he is fascinated by black and gold. Master, please help me to see it." Yang Zimei was so anxious that tears were about to fall.
"You man? Niuniu, do you have a man?"
Yang Zi nodded. She did not conceal the master about her rebirth, and there was no need to conceal the man.