Gorgeous and enchanting supreme ghost doctor (Heavenly Doctor Fengjiu)

Feng Jiu shook his head again: "No." She only met ghosts.

The old woman sat down and said, "The people in this town have moved away for a long time. It's because there are resentful spirits here, and they thought it was ghosts. The Taoist priests who took the ghosts were unfair, and they had to move them all. gone."

Listening to her returning to the question she asked first, Feng Jiu's eyes moved slightly, listening quietly.This humpbacked old woman gave her a strange feeling, a feeling of retreating from the world in the countryside.

Everyone in this town is gone, she is alone.An old man in such a place lived alone here, and only the resentful spirits who accompanied her.

The so-called spiritual refining was a method she had never seen or heard of.Swallowing that resentful spirit, using her own body as a furnace, can really refine the pure white and pure soul like cotton flowers.

From her words, it seemed that she had already seen her identity as a woman, and she knew she was an alchemist.Otherwise, she wouldn't have told her before that the soul could enter the pill.

But why should such a person tell her this?What she said is like spreading her knowledge and telling her something she has never seen before. For a person who has first met, saying these seems a bit abnormal.

But by the way, she didn't feel the killing intent from her body, but even so, she still had a hint of anxiety in her heart, because the unfathomable people in front of her made her feel in danger.

Her sixth sense has always been very accurate, and it is for this reason that she feels that this old woman is weird, but, although she is vigilant and guarding against this old woman in secret, she does not show anything on her face, even her manners. In her demeanor, she regarded the old woman as a good person to help her.

Yes, so far, she has indeed helped her, and it is normal for her to show trust and gratitude.

"They all moved out, but I like it here, and I have lived here for many years, and I am not willing to leave." When she said this, she raised her head, her eyes like a dry well looked at Feng without waves. Nine one glance.

That was a very ordinary glance, but in Feng Jiu’s eyes, that glance seemed to have a different meaning. When that glance fell on her, her heart sank slightly, her face narrowed with a smile. He said briskly: "There are many things that are habitual, just like me, I like to walk around in a beggar costume."

"Well, it's all habits."

The hunchbacked old woman responded, lowered her head and lowered her eyes, pulled a toothpick-sized red thread from her sleeve with one hand, and sat there tied and knotted.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu took out the cake that the old woman had given earlier. She glanced at the sesame seeds sprinkled on the cake, her eyes flashed, took a bite and ate it.

"Old man, why can your body be used as a furnace? In that case, won't your body be overwhelmed?" She asked as she ate the cake.

She raised her head and glanced at Feng Jiu, and said in an old voice slowly, "No, because my body is a furnace."

"What about this Yuanling?" She pointed to the little white thing that was like a flower on her shoulder: "This little thing is like this? It seems to like me?"

"Haha..." The humpbacked old woman laughed low, her voice was old and trembling: "It really likes you because you have a clean breath."