?a?????Sent Han Shanshan to the police station? We also went directly back to Longyuan Community.
Yu Xiaoxue got the White Rabbit toffee. Knowing that I had something to do, she went to watch TV with it contentedly. Zhao Qian was unable to take a shower during the mourning process for several days, and she often broke into cold sweats. I quickly took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up.
I took out the mountain ghost's soul urn from the car, turned on the electric stove in the yard, took out three formed soul urns, and returned to the study.
The color of the three soul urns is a bit dark red. After Yu Xiaoxue's plastic surgery, the overall shape is as exquisite as a teapot. The carvings carved by Zhao Qian have also been baked and become very delicate. There is a charm of fascination in them. Slim and distinctive.
I took out the soul urn that Xijun had used before. After comparing it for a while, comparing it now, the sophistication of these three soul urns is not comparable to before. I guess at that time, grandma never thought about how powerful it was to be used to raise animals. What a devil.
But when I took out my grandma’s box and looked at the soul urn inside, I began to worry about gains and losses. What a pity. Such a powerful soul urn? Such a powerful ghost! It’s completely made by a famous artist!
I don’t know if I will ever be as strong as my grandma.
"Come out, please? Choose the residence you like." I pointed at the three soul urns. Although the shapes of these three soul urns are similar, in order to distinguish them, I still made a different and unique distinction to prevent effective choices at critical moments.
Xijun and Shangui both emerged from the soul urn at the same time? Xijun was the earliest hero who followed me. He saved my life several times. When he saw the newcomer Shan Gui, he immediately glanced at him. Her black eyes stared at the mountain ghost who was half taller than her.
The mountain ghost feels that he is much more powerful than Xijun? Among ghosts, level is the last word. Of course, he can't be underestimated by a little female ghost. He showed a look of no pressure.
She was quite pretty. She was wearing a light-colored Ming Dynasty Confucian dress. It was elegant and elegant. She should have been a lady during her lifetime. Her complexion was as pale as Xijun's, but her pupils were black with a hint of red.
Look at this situation. She is indeed more powerful than Xijun.
Xijun chose the one with the plum blossom glyph on the lid. The mountain ghost was not in a hurry. He chose the remaining green bamboo and peach blossoms. He calmly chose the peach blossom-shaped soul urn. Then he knelt down and sat aside, waiting for me to issue the order. .
"You're new here? Let me introduce you by name." I'm still a little stressed about this lady from the Ming Dynasty. But as her current owner, I can't be too polite to her.
The lady looked at the cup of tea that had been prepared next to me. She elegantly picked up her finger and tapped the tea inside. She wrote the words "Song Wanyi" on the floor. The handwriting was elegant and more graceful than many people's calligraphy today.
"Wanyi? It's a good name." I nodded. When Xijun saw me praising Wanyi, he immediately became unhappy. He ran over and put his arms around my neck, rubbing his cheek against mine intimately.
I smiled helplessly. Children can only express doting and closeness in this way. I said to Wanyi: "You and I haven't made a contract yet? Let's make the contract first. I will try my best to satisfy you in the future." Request? But on the other hand, if I am in danger, you have to do whatever it takes to help me eliminate difficulties."
Song Wanyi nodded. There was a kind of calmness in her every move. It was not something that could be taught by an ordinary small family. However, she had never seen her commanding ghost beasts in the back mountains. If she had seen her, it would seem that it was not like that. Something happened.
Of course, there is no doubt that Wanyi was born into a wealthy family. Some manners are difficult to fake.
The general method of exorcising ghosts is nothing more than driving unintelligent ghosts. For example, to extract some children who are easy to control? Or to select some with strong anger? These are easier to drive. No matter how high the hunting strength is, they will give birth to ghosts. If there are evil ghosts who have lost their intelligence, they will also first use spells to erase their intelligence, and then use secret methods to drive them.
As for grandma's method of raising ghosts, in addition to the ghosts she raises, some contracts need to be made, and their spiritual nature must also be retained. As for the powerful ghosts with spiritual intelligence, although it will be difficult to drive them, it is necessary to build a certain relationship with them. Emotional basis? But once they can truly connect with them, they will also give back to the ghost raisers with stronger strength, and even learn some skills they are good at.
The mountain ghost agreed to follow me because he was frightened by the domineering sister-in-law. According to the ancient saying, that means selling oneself rather than one's art. If I really want to use force, Song Wanyi will not do it.
So I have to communicate well with Song Wanyi first? Say something soft? Only then can we communicate smoothly with each other? Otherwise, she will give up her burden at the critical moment? That won't be fun.
Don't look at how dignified and upright this Ming Dynasty lady is now. Maybe she is very contemptuous of me in her heart? So I dare not say anything more. Forced communication will only make her bored.
"Wanyi? This is your soul urn? I plan to take out one of your finger bones and put it into the current soul urn? I will bury the rest under the peach blossom tree in the yard? What do you think?" I tried my best. Said calmly.
Wanyi nodded and looked out the window at the peach tree I was talking about. She showed a faint smile. I think she was very willing.
She must have loved peach blossoms when she was alive? It was the moment of choosing the soul jar that made me decide where she would live in the future.
Opening her soul urn, I selected a small piece of bone that looked like a finger bone from a pile of broken bones and put it into the soul urn.
"Xijun, please go into the soul urn first. I'm going to the dojo on the second floor now." After Zhao Qian's special transformation, half of the second floor became her dojo.
Although I have never been there, I have heard Zhao Qian talk about it and received permission to use it.
Xijun is a little unhappy? Why is there a first-come, first-served basis? Why can she move into the new house first?
"What's wrong?" I saw that Xijun didn't want to enter his original soul urn. He pointed at Wanyi Song and muttered something all over her body.
Did Song Wanyi understand? After listening, she covered her mouth and laughed. Then she wrote some traditional Chinese characters on the ground.
Xijun stopped in front of me, pulled the collar of her red dress, pointed to Song Wanyi's clothes, and pouted.
After reading Song Wanyi's words, it turns out that Xijun envies Song Wanyi for being good in everything and having a new house to live in. In addition to the new house, she also needs a set of clothes like this. She also needs to be prettier than the other party's.
I'm a little embarrassed. The style of Xijun's clothes is a bit crude. When I pulled off the collar just now, the inside was clearly visible. It's very thin. But I've never done anything like changing clothes for ghosts. How can I fix this?
After thinking about it for a while, I remembered that when sweeping tombs during the Qingming Festival, most family members would burn some clothes to give to their ancestors. It seems that this is the only way. Hold the page in your mouth and scratch it.
I agreed: "Okay? I have made a contract with your sister Wanyi. Let Zhao Qian burn a beautiful dress for you? What do you think?"
Only then did Xijun show an expression of satisfaction. He hugged my neck and kissed me on the cheek. Then he returned to the old soul urn.
Song Wanyi didn't enter the soul urn this time. When I opened the door, she followed me out casually. I can't let her hide casually. I'm not familiar with her now, and I can't just order her to do something she doesn't like.
Yu Xiaoxue was watching TV. When she heard me open the door, she turned her head and looked over. Has she eaten a domineering rune like a psychic talisman? Although the function of exorcising ghosts is gone, the effect of seeing ghosts remains strangely? I saw Song Wanyi at a glance.
Yu Xiaoxue was a little scared. But seeing that Song Wanyi didn't seem so fierce, she told me anxiously: "Brother Tian! Didn't you see it? There seems to be a female ghost following you?"
I was a little speechless. Why was Yu Xiaoxue so slow? I thought it was time to tell her something? So I got straight to the point and said to her, "How much do you know about grandma?"
"Just what Uncle Hai said...;...;" Yu Xiaoxue was a little curious as to how it got involved with her grandmother.
"Hmm? That's good? I am the same as grandma now? Do you know now?" I simply said to her.
"Oh." Yu Xiaoxue stopped talking, but still looked at Song Wanyi up and down.
Song Wanyi completely ignored Yu Xiaoxue and followed me. She was so cold and cold, but it was scary.
"Okay? While your Tongyin Talisman is still in effect, if you see something unclean, just pretend you didn't see it? Do you understand? I won't let them hurt you." I still confessed to her. ?The Tongyin Talisman will still be effective for a while depending on the situation? We can't let curiosity kill Yu Xiaoxue.
Yu Xiaoxue nodded and complied obediently, but was so scared that she hugged her legs and sat on the sofa staring at Wanyi Song.
I took Wanyi Song up to the second floor and saw the dojo connected to the balcony in the distance.
Just as he was about to walk through the aisle to the dojo, the bathroom door suddenly opened. In the bathroom, Zhao Qian stood naked in it, her head covered with foam covered with foam! He also extended his hand to me.
Skin like white jade? Girly charm? It makes my head bleed immediately? My old face is like a red date.
"Xiaoxue, can you help me get the towel? I don't know what's wrong with my eyes. It seems like the shampoo has gone in. It hurts a lot. I can't see." Zhao Qian stretched out her hand and asked me to find a towel for her.
The yin energy boiled up behind me instantly? My wife-in-law is probably on the verge of exploding! Even Song Wanyi's reserved female ghost was stunned for a moment.
Zhao Qian, Zhao Qian! Why are you completely undefended?
Although I didn’t see it all because of the steam in the bath, but the way Zhao Qian looked just now was like a mosaic of beauties in Japanese love action movies. It was enough to make my nose want to spurt blood.
I quickly turned my head: "Qian! It's me!"
Zhao Qian was startled for a moment before she screamed and closed the door!
The bathroom is facing away from the hall? Did she just hear footsteps going upstairs? She thought it was Yu Xiaoxue who went upstairs? She washed her hair and covered her eyes? She just wanted to ask Yu Xiaoxue to help get a towel? Who knew that she would bump into her? I have never been to the second floor!
Okay? Now everything is clear? Zhao Qian was so embarrassed that she didn’t know what to do.
"Ahem... Qian? The water mist in the bathroom is too thick? I didn't see it? Don't worry? I was passing by the dojo." I quickly explained, otherwise Zhao Qian would not dare to talk to me in the future.
"Oh...;...;It's Brother Tian...;...;Well, then you can use the dojo." Zhao Qian replied embarrassedly behind the door.
