After hearing this, Wei Huan rolled up his sleeves, picked up the jade algae mirror on the table, and stood up. Yang Ling and Jing Yun held him in their arms and held him down.

Yan Shanyue controlled Wei Huan's fingers and forced him to open his fingers. Yuzao Jing returned to Yan Shanyue's waist, "Why are you so excited?"

Boss Jue summoned a bone comb from nowhere and counted the exaggerated orange feathers on his clothes, "That's right, there must be something wrong in his heart when he's so excited."

Wei Huan rolled his eyes, and then showed a fake smile, "You are right, I am just like him. He has a very good figure, wide shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, and chest muscles

The mermaid thread on the waist, the instrument is big and can be used in many different ways, and everything you ask for is free of charge!”

"You wrote a poem on the spot, a man of culture!" Yang Ling applauded in amazement.

Jing Yun also clapped, "What is the power of love?"

"I love you." Wei Huan was furious, "Mom, please stop having colorful dreams about Mary Sue. If you have an affair with Jinwu, I will break my legs on the spot."

"Hey, you little brat..." Just as Boss Jue was about to slap the table to challenge her, his hand was controlled by Yan Shanyue's fox fire, and he could only press it gently against the table. Yan Shanyue held his chin in his hand and looked at her, clearly saying

These were words to calm the situation, but the tone was cold and not soft at all, "Boss Jue, making money is the most important thing."

Boss Jue snorted, "Human beings nowadays are really untouchable."

"That's right, it doesn't matter who I formed a contract with." Wei Huan replied with a smile.

Jing Yun patted Yang Ling's shoulder gently across Wei Huan and whispered, "Why do I feel this scene is so familiar?"

Old God Yang Ling shook his head on the ground, "That's how the fans of those popular actors in Demon Realm are fighting against each other. My roommate is the one who scolds his idol's girlfriend online every day."

Wei Huan's eyes drooped and he turned to stare at Yang Ling, his breath stuck in his chest.

"I'm too lazy to get angry with a little human pheasant like you," Boss Jue pressed the corners of his eyes with his fingers, touched his face, and gave Yan Shanyue a flirtatious look, "I'll lend you your mirror to take a look."

Yan Shanyue was indifferent, "I'm afraid you'll scare me."

The three little guys laughed together. Boss Jue smiled politely but awkwardly. She stretched out her hand and made a small mirror the size of a palm. It was really too small. She started talking again, like rubbing plasticine.

She made the mirror almost as big as her face, took a look from left to right, and placed it on the table.

"Tell me." Boss Jue folded his hands, "What do you need to do with this beautiful lady?"

Just as Yan Shanyue was about to speak, Boss Jue extended Erkang's hand again, "Wait a minute."

Wei Huan couldn't stand it anymore, so he transformed into a light blade with a click, "Boss, let's stomp her hand."

A silk scarf appeared out of Boss Jue's hand for some reason. She waved it like a madam, "Why are you so anxious? You really are." As soon as she finished speaking, Boss Jue knocked on the table. Everyone stared at it.

I didn’t see her knocking out anything. Boss Jue smiled awkwardly and said, “It’s a little hard to work, please wait a moment.”

Knocked again, and now gray smoke appeared on the top of the mahogany table. In the middle of the smoke was a little boy, the size of a thumb, with four ears. When he saw the guests, he bowed first and then called to the other end of the table.

Boss Sheng and Boss Jue nodded in agreement, "Good boy, remember what these people say and put them in our store's files."

"This shabby shop like yours still has files." Wei Huan couldn't help but complain.

"That's it." Boss Jue said, grabbing the corner of the little boy's white clothes and pulling out a large file of the old man's records like a roll of paper. It became longer and longer, and the boy's thumb was pulled like a top by her.

Turn in circles.

"All guests who come over must be registered. No matter whether they are little monsters or big monsters, no one can escape." As soon as she loosened her hand, the long file paper disappeared in a swipe, and the little boy who was knocked unconscious screamed.

He sat down on the table and hugged his dizzy head.

Wei Huan snorted, "In what age are we still exploiting small workers to use paper files?"

"I'm happy." Boss Jue pointed at Yan Shanyue to the little boy, "This is a guest."

The file boy got up from the table and walked to Kyuubi, "Please touch my head."

Yan Shanyue stretched out her index finger and touched the little boy's head. A faint white light emitted from his head, and then disappeared again.

"Thank you." The little boy lay on the table, his four little ears twitching.

Boss Jue straightened his exaggerated feather collar and said, "Tell me, little fox, what do you want from me this time?"

Yan Shanyue waited for a while before speaking, "First, I want to ask you a question, who else in the Demon Realm can use spiritualism now?"

"Hey, what did I think? It turned out to be spiritualism..."

Yan Shanyue added, "What I'm recruiting is the demon soul."

"Demon, demon soul?!" Boss Jue showed a very frightened face, and even covered his mouth with his hand, "Such a secret question, I can..."

Yan Shanyue said coldly, "My reward is enough for you for five years."

Boss Jue: "I can."

Wei Huan looked at this unreliable banshee, shook his head and sighed, what kind of monster is this?

Yang Ling, who had been sitting aside, suddenly raised his hand and asked, "What is spiritualism?"

Boss Jue high-fived her hand and said, "You don't know this, come on, let me tell you." As she spoke, she waved her right hand, and smoke rose up in front of them, transforming into an illusion and playing a movie.

It looks like a child, the picture shows a human being lying in bed and sleeping soundly.

"Spiritualism is a technique unique to witches in the demon realm. It can summon the souls of the dead. Of course, before a person is reincarnated, if he has stepped into the path of reincarnation, he will not be able to come back no matter how hard he shouts.

.”

In the picture, a demon wearing a red cloak appeared, and using magic, the seven souls and six souls of the bedridden man returned to his body little by little. Only when the last bit of his popularity returned did he open his eyes.

Jing Yun was looking at it seriously and fascinatedly, without even turning his eyes, he asked directly, "So, it is the witch from the monster who summons the souls of humans?"

Boss Jue waved her hand, "You can say that, of course, men can also be witches." After saying that, she looked at Yan Shanyue, "But this is just human spiritualism. You want to find someone who can recall demon souls.

"

She raised her hand and the smoke dissipated, "I can tell you, but you must pledge a precious thing of yours to keep it secret. You will never betray this place to others."

"As expected, you have been a witch," Yan Shanyue asked, "What do you want?"

Ever been a witch? Wei Huan was confused, but Yan Shanyue came to her this time for his own business. How could he have the nerve to let Yan Shanyue pledge his belongings? So he took the lead and said, "Let's pledge mine."

"You?" Boss Jue looked at him disdainfully, "What valuable things can you, a mere human being, have?"

Wei Huan touched all over his body, and indeed there was nothing of value. "Well, I owe it now, and when the time comes I..." Before he could finish his words, Boss Jue grabbed his wrist and stared at him with a pair of money-obsessed eyes.

bracelet, "This shiny golden one looks quite valuable."

"Are you sure you want to touch his bracelet?" Yan Shanyue raised an eyebrow.

Boss Jue glanced at Yan Shanyue in confusion. He still couldn't bear to let go. He touched his bracelet. He was startled and suddenly let go. "No, no, please take it away."

Wei Huan looked confused, "What's wrong?!"

Boss Jue touched his little heart sadly, "We Yongzhou are really serious, how could we..." Before she could finish speaking, Yan Shanyue interrupted, "I'm betting on this." As she said that, she took off her earlobe.

of fox velvet.

"Okay, okay, lanugo has the strongest evil spirit."

Yang Ling suddenly became unhappy, "Sister Shanyue, how could you give fetal hair to this old woman!"

Yan Shanyue's tone suddenly became gentle, "It's okay, she will return it to me later." After saying that, she immediately changed her face and returned to her cold and inhumane look, "You can talk now."

"All four of you need to listen. Logically, I should deposit four shares. Forget it. Since you are my regular customer, that's all. You have to take good care of these little brats for me.

Mouth." Boss Jue paused, "As I said just now, this spiritualism is originally a method used by witches on humans. In history, many humans have used this method to resurrect corpses. Of course, the price is also very heavy.

Some are exchanging a lifetime of luck, and some are even exchanging lives. These are all uncertain. The art of summoning spirits is very mysterious. On the one hand, it depends on the ability of the witch, and on the other hand, it depends on the client.

So sincere."

Jing Yun added weakly, "So if it's used on demons, does it cost a lot?"

"Of course." Boss Jue blinked, "Recruiting demon souls is much more difficult than human souls. After death, the soul will not dissipate for at least seven days. It is intact. It just wanders around. Demon souls are not.

Once the demon heart stops beating, the demon soul will immediately vanish into ashes and return to heaven and earth. If you want to bring it back, you have to go back bit by bit from all things in heaven and earth. Do you think it is difficult or not? Should there be a price?"

Jing Yun nodded blankly, "It's difficult."

Wei Huan couldn't help but think about himself. If the demon soul was really recovered bit by bit, would it be able to explain his current lack of certain memories?

"It is precisely because of the difficulty that there are very few witches who can summon demon souls back." Boss Jue suddenly had a cup of coffee in front of her. She took a sip and continued, "My master

It’s one of them.”

Yang Ling's temper suddenly became excited, "Your teacher! Can't we go to her directly? Sister Shanyue, take your fox velvet earrings back quickly."

"You have a beautiful idea." Boss Jue slapped her hand away, "My master has died long ago."

Wei Huan thought for a while and asked, "Who is your master? Didn't she pass down the technique after she died?"

"My master..." Boss Jue paused and changed his words, "Forget it, she kicked me out a long time ago, so I still lick my face and regard her as my teacher. There are many witches in the Demon Realm,

But the factions are different. To put it bluntly, it’s like having a guild when you play games. Once you join this faction, you become the main force. The rules are different in each place. I follow the Dark Witch of Wuqi."

No Kai.

Wei Huan knew very well that Wuqi was an ancient city in the Demon Realm, but it was more like an underground city than a city. The ground in Wuqi was covered with raging fires all year round, and the fire was never extinguished. All the residents could only live in

In underground caves, it is said that the demons living in Wuqi have no heirs, because they have no distinction between men and women, feed on soil, and are buried in the soil when their lifespan is up.

"You should know that the demon soul of the Wuqi demon can be preserved for a hundred years. After they die, they are buried in the soil. The demon soul waits for a hundred years. After a hundred years, it returns to the body again, and they can live again.

.”
To be continued...