Rebirth Of The General's Granddaughter Chapter 87 part6

Rebirth of the General's Granddaughter Chapter 87.6

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Zi You slowly brought a chopstick of rice to hermouth. With a dreamy face, she said, "This steamed rice is really fragrant andchewy. Wen Mama's cooking skills is getting better and better."

w.a.n.g Yiping finally put down her caution. Shegobbled down the rice and braised pork ribs. In a short period of time, thefood was eaten clean.

Zi You secretly smiled. Fool! She did not poison thefood, but put in a special powder with a hint of milk fragrance: Fragrant MilkPowder.

Once someone consumed this powder, it will enter thebloodstream. It would adhere to the skin and it was impossible to get rid of.

The Indian one-eyed spotted cobra liked the taste ofmilk the most. The cobra could find you no matter how far you run with thissmell.

When Dier left, she gave her snake Weishali for OldGeneral Mu to bring back.

In her previous life, Zi You frequently playedtogether with the snake. She later listened to w.a.n.g Yiping that snakes weredisgusting and dirty so she gave Weishali away.

Now, Zi You and Weishali were friends. Weishalibasically understood the words Zi You says. The problem was that Zi You did notunderstand all of Weishali's actions. She had not reached the point where shewas fully united with the cobra.

But to reach a state of unity with the cobra was noteasy. Zi You's spiritual power must reach a certain intensity.

It was the same with her pot of five black mandaraflowers. To communicate with them, she must have strong spiritual and soulpower to control them or it would backfire.

This was the reason Zi You was working hard tocultivate her spiritual power. As long as she could communicate with theseplants and animals, she could use them to spy on people, heal herself, confuseothers, and even kill people.

They could even take human forms and fight with heropponents.

Zi You used her own blood every day to water theblack mandara flowers. Fortunately, the amount was small: just three or fourdrops a day.