Chapter 806

Zhou Yi returned to Jiangcheng and rushed back to the villa.

Just entered the door, just saw Mo Qingcheng to go out, "Hey, brother Yi, you're back!"

"Well, I have something to do first. We'll talk about it when you come back in the evening." Zhou Yi lowers his head and prints a kiss on the smooth forehead of Mo Qingcheng, and then runs back to the room in a hurry.

"Ah..." Mo Qingcheng also wanted to say something, but seeing his excited appearance, he was afraid that things would be done. So he simply didn't say anything and went out the door with his clothes on.

Zhou Yi's idea moved, and the black urn appeared on the table.

"Hey, old man, I'm going to get you out of here. You're going to fulfill your promise and make a contract first." Zhou Yi holds the big burning stone in his hand and stares at the opening of the black urn.

"I don't want to go out now!" The opening of laoxiantou.

"Why?" Zhou Yi was a bit surprised.

The old idle head held back for a long time, only choked out a sentence: "I don't want to contract with you, I regret it!"

"Oh Zhou Yi nodded and said, "that's OK. Anyway, this urn belongs to me. You can close it in it!"

Zhou Yi lifted the black urn and put it under the TV in the living room. Anyway, the urn could not be broken. There was absolutely no problem throwing it there.

This time, Zhou Yi knew that he didn't think about anything at all.

After throwing the urn there, I went straight to the second floor for a bath and then went to bed.

Laoxiantou has been trapped in the chaos for a hundred years. In fact, he wants to go out, but when he thinks of signing a soul contract with the other party, he feels that it is really a loss.

After thinking about it, it was time to go out, and he hesitated.

In the evening, when Mo Qingcheng came back, she saw the big urn. So she went to the bedroom on the second floor and went to find Zhou Yi. As soon as she entered the door, Zhou Yi set up a boundary between them.

"What's the matter?" I don't know why.

"Nothing, just miss you!" Zhou Yi grabs Mo Qingcheng's waist and presses her on the bed.

After a long time, Mo Qingcheng asked, "why set up the border?"

"I'm afraid people downstairs peep!" Zhou Yi spoke hoarsely.

"Downstairs?" Zhou Yi's voice dropped, and Mo Qingcheng guessed seven or eight points, "you mean that urn? The one with an old man in it? "

Zhou Yi touched the bright and clean back of Mo Qingcheng and said with a smile, "my wife is the smartest."

Lao Xiantou is in a hurry in the urn. He wants to peep into Zhou Yi's thoughts at this time, but he finds that he can't get in touch with him.

"Well, you son of a bitch, I'm not afraid that I'll expose you now, and I'm starting to be screened out." Old idle head hate hate to think.

In the next few days, Zhou Yi wrapped the outside of the urn with three layers of border, so as not to say that it was the old idle head who wanted to eavesdrop on his inner activities. Even if he stood in front of the urn and yelled, he could not hear it.

The real tragedy is the idle head now.

The urn was dark and silent.

Now that Zhou Yi has sealed off the outside voice, laoxiantou feels that he is going crazy.

He used to be bored. He could peep out the sound to relieve boredom. If he wanted to open his mouth, people outside could also hear him.

But this time, nothing, a little sound, a little light, everything, nothing.

At first, he talked to himself. Later, he found that he could not contact with the outside world. He became a little nervous.

Later, he was afraid. He was really afraid. If he was allowed to live in such a state, let alone a hundred years, it was estimated that he would collapse if he could not use it for a month.

"I agree with you, I agree, I agree to sign a soul contract with you. Please let me out or talk to me..." the old idle head cried out.

In fact, Zhou Yi just shut down his contact with the outside world for four or five days, and he can't stand it.

On that day, Zhou Yi withdrew the border, and then said with a smile to the half man high urn: "how about, Lao Xiantou, is that ok? I'll try to sign a soul contract first? "

A moment later, a half dead voice came from the urn: "you won!"

Zhou Yi and the old man signed a temporary soul contract.

There are two kinds of soul contracts. One is the most common. There is no active and passive demand when signing, only the embodiment of ability. After signing the contract, one person will be a servant of another for his whole life. If he repents, or if he does something sorry for his master, that will be the end of his soul.

Few people are willing to sign such contracts voluntarily, and they are generally forced to do so.

The second is a temporary soul contract.

This kind of contract requires the signed party to establish a connection with the signer on his own initiative. The length of time can also be discussed between the two parties. If the contract time is not up, if both parties agree, the agreement can be terminated.

"Come on, you drop a drop of blood on the urn!" Zhou Yi looks at the ink jar and smiles.

Laoxiantou according to the words, will be his middle finger pierced, and then a drop of fresh blood on the urn.Then the drop of blood slowly penetrated into the outside of the urn and disappeared.

After a while, a drop of red blood appeared outside the urn.

Zhou Yi didn't really know how long he signed with him. However, as long as he could teach himself his mind reading skills and get the ice crystal fruit, the contract would last for a long time. What he wanted was a guarantee. What if he came out and ran away?

Zhou Yi pinches it with one hand and slowly closes his eyes.

After a while, a small black whirlpool appeared between Zhou Yi's forehead. There was a suction in the whirlpool. The suction went through the air to the drop of blood on the urn.

"Only one year, I only agree to one year!" From the urn came the voice of Lao Xiantou.

The blood essence is given by him on his own initiative. The contract time must be in accordance with his will, otherwise the drop of blood essence will not work.

Zhou Yi ignored him. After the drop of blood essence was sucked in by the black hole between Zhou Yi's forehead, the black hole also slowly disappeared.

After a while, Zhou Yi felt that his spirit had something to do with it.

Zhou Yi thought.

"Stinky boy, don't try, I have a headache!" From the urn came the voice of Lao Xiantou.

However, Zhou Yi did not listen to him, but continued to press.

"No, no!" Laoxiantou's painful groan came out of the urn.

just make complaints about his own brain, and he is crazy about Tucao Zhou Yi. He is hitting the black urn with his head vigorously. The black urn is shaking with his constant impact.

"Old man, I can hear the conversation in my heart now!"

Since they are in a contractual relationship, Zhou Yi naturally hears what laoxiantou said.

Laoxiantou didn't want to quarrel with him. He just took him back and said, "Stinky boy, let me go!"

Now that the relationship between the two has been confirmed, Zhou Yi will no longer torture Lao idle head.

Then, Zhou Yi said with a smile, "you have to be careful, Lao Xiantou. I'm coming!"

When the voice dropped, he took the big burning stone in his hand and smashed it hard at the black urn