The master's character is stubborn, and he can't get back whatever he has decided.
According to what the female water ghost said, the mirror that captured Zhuang Xiaoxia was hidden in the bathroom on the second floor of the teaching building. Ni Yuefei took Liu Hou to look for it, but found no clues.
The master frowned and was about to take out a few copper coins for divination.
Liu Hou asked Tianshu simply: "Shu Ling, where is the mirror?"
"On top of the sink."
Liu Hou raised his head and wiped his eyes, but didn't see it.
However, he still pulled the master's sleeve and pointed to the location: "Master, the mirror is over there!"
Ni Yuefei was stunned for a moment, she didn't see it either.
"The mirror has been cast with a hidden spirit formation," Liu Hou said.
"That's it." Ni Yuefei nodded, muttered something in her mouth, and pointed her middle finger at the position pointed by Liu Hou.
The formation broke and a wave of ripples spread out.
Sure enough, a simple mirror came into view.
This mirror is a four-sided bronze mirror that looks to be hundreds of years old. The bronze pattern on the edge is well carved, but it is covered with patina.
In the dead silence of the women's bathroom, under the dim light, this mirror actually reflected a strange and soul-stirring luster.
It's very uncomfortable to watch.
The reflective surface of the mirror is large enough to illuminate the entire women's bathroom.
Why was this mirror deliberately placed in the women's bathroom? According to the principal, Zhuang Xiaoxia disappeared in the dormitory, which means that this mirror had been placed opposite Zhuang Xiaoxia's bed before.
It wasn't until Zhuang Xiaoxia was caught in the mirror that she was taken into the women's bathroom.
Who is the person who moved the mirror?
What is his purpose in doing this?
Liu Hou couldn't figure it out, so he secretly asked Shu Ling, and Tian Shu's answer was that he didn't have enough Taoist power to deduce.
This answer is very interesting.
In other words, the person who moved the mirror is much stronger than him!
"How do you know where the mirror is?"
Ni Yuefei looked at the place where the Hidden Spirit Array was carved. This Hidden Spirit Array can hide objects invisible, and even if you see it with your eyes, you may not be able to notice it.
Those who can draw the hidden spirit formation are not weak.
But his apprentice saw through it easily.
"intuition."
Liu Hou confused him with vague words.
The master was very easy to fool. After hearing Liu Hou's explanation that this was not an explanation, he didn't pursue it. He just felt that his apprentice's intuition was so strong that he really made a profit.
"This mirror is not simple. I don't know how many evil spirits it captured."
After briefly observing the mirror for a few times, Ni Yuefei drew a soul-peeling talisman on the ground and placed the mirror firmly in the center of the talisman, with the mirror facing where she was sitting.
Then light twelve white candles on the ground.
The candles were burning with orange fireworks, making the whole space appear dim and hazy.
In the firelight, Ni Yuefei's figure appeared distorted in the mirror.
To remove the soul talisman, at the Yin hour when the yin energy is the strongest, the body is illuminated by twelve candlelights, and late dew is placed in the middle. After the blood from the fingertips is mixed with the dew, it is flicked on the talisman, and the soul can leave the body.
It is Yin time now.
The light of twelve candles flickers, the lamp is in the soul, and the candle is extinguished and the soul is gone.
Ni Yuefei wanted to peel off her soul and put it into a four-sided bronze mirror. Liu Hou felt that this was very inappropriate.
"master!"
he said worriedly.
"Don't worry, disciple, as a teacher you must be measured."
Ni Yuefei said.
Liu Hou rolled his eyes. When a person has been stripped of his soul, his body is most dangerous and vulnerable. No matter how strong he is, once his soul has left, his body is just a body that cannot move.
Once faced with a crisis, there is simply no ability to resist.
If the physical body is destroyed, or one of the twelve candles around the body is extinguished, the soul will not be able to find a home.
Eventually he becomes a wandering spirit or a ghost.
"My master made a divination for Zhuang Xiaoxia. Her physical body entered the mirror, and her three souls and seven souls have gradually disintegrated. If she is not pulled out after tonight, I am afraid that she will not be able to survive the dawn and will be completely lost in the mirror.
world."
Ni Yuefei is worried.
"Then master, let me go into the mirror."
Liu Hou felt that it was better for the master to guard his body. Even if there was a situation in the outside world, the master could solve it.
"You are too weak. I don't know how many evil spirits have been absorbed into this bronze four-sided mirror. It is too dangerous."
Ni Yuefei shook her head.
Liu Hou was speechless. He remembered Qi Ling's evaluation of his master.
If Qi Ling is a born female general, Ni Yuefei is a born chivalrous woman who saves the suffering people. Although she looks cold on the outside, she is fiery on the inside.
A total idiot who was brainwashed by his master.
A born idealist.
The principal clearly entrusted her to solve the school's haunted problem, but she insisted on saving Zhuang Xiaoxia's life.
There are so many more troublesome tasks, and the principal doesn't pay a penny more.
Liu Hou has always been a person waiting to die. He has no great ambitions and cannot understand his master's self-sacrifice, but he respects this kind of person very much.
He couldn't die for a stranger, but for his master...
After spending more than ten days together, Liu Hou had already regarded Ni Yuefei as a close relative.
"Keep my body safe and return as soon as I go to serve as my master."
Ni Yuefei stopped talking, bit her fingertips, and flicked the blood-soaked dew on the soul-peeling curse, then closed her eyes.
The master remained motionless, and her figure in the four-sided bronze mirror became gray and blurry. Her beautiful body was still sitting on the chair, as if she was asleep, with long eyelashes, but there was no natural trembling of the human body.
It also lacks the breath of a living person and looks like an angelic statue.
Ni Yuefei's soul has entered the mirror.
The twelve candles surrounding her were originally orange flames, but suddenly they turned red and burned brightly.
This represents the master's soul, which is in good condition.
Liu Hou held the eight-sided mahogany Han Sword in his hand and stood quietly in front of the master's body. All his senses were sensitively detecting every move in the vicinity.
He must guard these twelve burning waxes and never let them go out.
Because these candles are the master's life!
The master said he would go and come back, but Liu Hou waited for more than ten minutes and did not see the master come back.
The women's bathroom is a closed space, but the candlelight is automatically moving in the wind and rain, sometimes getting louder and sometimes smaller, showing that the master's soul is facing a series of battles.
Suddenly, a knock on the door came from outside the women's bathroom.
Liu Hou was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Who?"
"I."
The sound is crisp and familiar.
With a creak, the bathroom door was pushed open.
The person who came in, Liu Hou, was indeed very familiar. He was Wen Jing.
"How did you come?"
Liu Hou asked.
Wen Jing looked at the situation in the bathroom and was a little surprised: "I was a little worried about you, so I sneaked back to school secretly. I didn't find you in the dormitory just now, so I guess you should be in the women's bathroom."
She looked at Ni Yuefei who looked like a statue: "What's wrong with the fairy sister?"
"The soul entered the mirror to save Zhuang Xiaoxia."
Liu Hou answered honestly.
"Hey, can a person's soul still enter the mirror?"
Wen Jing tilted her head with curiosity on her face. She took a few steps forward and leaned over as if she wanted to see it more clearly.
Liu Hou smiled slightly: "Isn't this what you want my master to do?"
"ha?"
Wen Jing was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "Brother, what are you talking about?"
"nothing."
The eight-sided wooden sword in Liu Hou's hand pierced out like lightning. His hand was steady and precise, and the tip of the sword pierced Wen Jing's heart.
Chapter completed!