Chapter 1032 Prisoner of the Dragon (32)

Cong Huai didn't hear what she said. The rain was too loud and noisy.

After achieving the goal, simply close the window with a "snap". Like an angry child.

"What catches your eyes?"

"But ordinary people are pitifully weak."

He murmured a few words and realized something was wrong with him. Cong Huai began to recite the Qingxin Mantra.

How could he let someone affect him like this?

After the necessary things were moved in, Song Futing went over: "Sorry for the long wait."

He did it deliberately, not in a hurry, and even slowed down. I just wanted to see if this girl would be impatient.

However, she was very patient and never asked him about it from beginning to end. She stood there without moving, as if she was not tired.

Song Futing couldn't see through this girl either. She had a calmness that was not in line with her grade, and she had a mystery of her own that attracted people to explore.

Bai Tang: "How about we go to the teahouse to talk?"

It was just that she was asking for something. She just waited for a while. Could it be that the person who was waiting was showing off?

"please."

Song Futing naturally agreed.

The window opened again, and Song Futing saw the gloomy young man staring at him, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

You can make tea by yourself in the teahouse, so Bai Tang chose to make tea by herself. The movements are very smooth and pleasing to the eye.

Song Futing rarely saw such a picturesque scene, and he was happy to watch it without being anxious.

After pouring a cup of tea, Bai Tang simply introduced himself: "Bai Tang."

Song Futing took it: "Song Futing. What did Miss Bai mean?"

Bai Tang: "I want to exchange colorful stones with Mr. Song."

Colorful stones?

Song Futing didn't remember that he had this thing: "Miss Bai may have found the wrong person. I don't have the colorful stone."

What are you collecting a stone for? Not much value.

Bai Tang did not beat around the bush, nor did he intend to deceive Song Futing: "Mr. Song, the five-colored stone is on your body. The one you wear around your neck is the five-colored stone. It is generating heat, right?"

Song Futing's hand paused slightly. Is this stone a multicolored stone? It was always under my clothes and never exposed.

Today is the most unusual time. Ever since I saw Miss Bai, the colorful stone has been heating up.

Bai Tang: "The colorful stone has a special meaning for Mr. Song. I am not someone who imposes things on others. I can agree to Mr. Song's request today, provided that it does not involve committing any crime."

Song Futing only said: "Miss Bai, I'm afraid I can only disappoint you."

He believed it was a multicolored stone, but it was the only thing his mother left him.

Song Futing was unwilling to take it out.

Bai Tang took out a piece of green leaf-shaped jade. It was very thin, but it made people's eyes light up when they looked at it.

"This thing will be used as a token. If Mr. Song has an idea, drop blood on this jade, and I will come."

Song Futing: "Miss Bai is a practitioner?"

Bai Tang gently shook the tea cup: "So be it."

Song Futing had a good impression of Bai Tang, so he asked: "Does the colorful stone have any effect?"

Bai Tang: "It is said that the five-colored stone was the extra piece that Nuwa used to mend the sky. It has the function of preventing ghosts from getting on her body. In addition, I need it as a heart."

Song Futing thought of some of his strange experiences and focused on Bai Tang's last sentence: "Can it also be used as a heart?"

Bai Tang: "It's not the heart of a living person, nor the heart of a ghost. If it can play this role, only I can do it now. Mr. Song, don't expose the colorful stones to others. Not everyone is like me. "