Yue Xinxin fell from the air and landed on the spiritual platform.

After an unknown amount of time, she felt as if she had regained her autonomy and was able to get up, stand, jump, and control her body freely again.

She opened her eyes and found herself sitting in the middle of the floor, with the huge magic circle around her and the afterglow of hundreds of stars gradually dissipating.

"What happened to me just now?"

Regarding everything that happened in the center of the spiritual platform, Yue Xinxin's mind went blank. From the moment she agreed to be taken away to the moment she opened her eyes, the middle part seemed to be cut off, and she seemed to be asleep, with nothing there.

This is very similar to the possessed hourglass! The possessed Ying Dali, the landlady, did not remember anything after she woke up.

Being taken away from one's body and being possessed are indeed the same in some respects. They both lose control of their consciousness, so they are unable to actively save memories.

Yue Xinxin looked around, eh? Where is Chen Mo? There is no one in the room, even the manuscript was taken away. He went back to Mozhu Academy?

Looking at the neatly stacked quilts and pillows and the bright pink slippers lying quietly beside the bed, she felt a little lonely.

Why did he leave suddenly? What happened just now?

A golden stream of light flashed from the corner of his eyes, and Yue Xinxin turned around and walked towards the place where the golden light was emitting.

There is a strange thing on the table. From a distance, nothing can be seen except a layer of light. Only when you bring it close to your nose can you see a vest made of extremely thin silk.

Golden jade clothes!

She was ecstatic that Chen Mo actually gave her such a big gift!

He quickly took out his cell phone and dialed.

After ringing for a long time, the other party picked up the phone and said in a faint voice, "What's the matter?"

Yue Xinxin was surprised that he was still so calm and couldn't help shouting loudly.

"Jade clothes with golden threads! Am I dreaming? How should I thank you?"

"Need not."

Yue Xinxin shouted quickly: "Wait a minute, don't hang up yet. Why did you leave suddenly?"

"There's something going on at the academy. Is there anything else?"

Yue Xinxin was at a loss for words. What else? Of course there is! Will you come back for dinner? What do you want to eat?

But Chen Mo's tone felt strange, very cold, very distant, and repelling people thousands of miles away, which made her unable to ask these questions at once.

Seeing that she didn't speak, a voice came from the phone. "It's okay, I'll hang up."

"Wait a minute! I want to ask how to use this golden jade garment?"

"Put it on."

"Inside or outside?"

"……in."

"Inside your underwear, or outside your underwear?"

"……casual."

"Then how to wash? Machine wash, hand wash, or dry cleaning?"

"Why do you have so many questions!"

Bang! The phone hung up.

Yue Xinxin curled her lips and hung up on me again, which is also very annoying!

Huh? What does "ye" mean? Well, by the way, there are many things about him that I hate!

Yue Xinxin sat down on the bed, grabbed hellokitty's pillow and hugged it in her arms, put her feet into bright pink slippers, and looked at the sky outside the window in trance.

But even so, I still want to see him!

Compared with those annoying parts, there are many parts of him that are more attractive, and these combined make up the real him!

I have passed that childish age, and I know that what I face, what I miss, and what I hope to get along with day and night is the real him after all the sum of them, not the beautified person in my imagination!

The slight rustling sound of cinnabar and yellow talismans suddenly came from the next room. Yue Xinxin was overjoyed. It was finally the critical moment to forge the Miyin Flute!

Looking over, I can see that the powerful energy in the circle is trembling, coming from the strong shaking of the iron knots. It is the ghost trapped in it who knows that his time is coming and is making a final death struggle!

Yue Xinxin picked up the Miyin flute, put it to her lips and blew lightly, blowing out a short, monotonous note.

The ghost seemed to be provoked and hit the iron knot even more anxiously. However, the power of the magic circle was too powerful and it could not escape at all.

Yue Xinxin took another breath and blew out a long, monotonous sound.

She blew it over and over again, just two notes.

The ghost couldn't stand it anymore and made a lot of noise in the iron lump.

"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot who doesn't understand music at all! Kill me quickly! I don't want to see the Miyin flute fall into your hands, it's a flower stuck in cow dung!"

Instead, Yue Xinxin withdrew part of the power of the magic circle, rolled up a few cinnabar yellow talismans, pointed her fingers, and burned them all with a bunch of flames.

The pressure the ghost felt weakened slightly, and he gasped for air.

"Why don't you kill me? Don't you want to take the Miyindi as your own? Give me a good time! Don't torture me like this!"

Yue Xinxin said nothing and kept playing those two monotonous notes over and over again.

The ghost is going crazy, it just wants to crash into the iron lump and die!

Yue Xinxin laughed, he was an angry ghost.

"I really don't understand music. I'm sorry to make you laugh! I haven't sung many songs since I was a child, probably the national anthem and the Young Pioneers song! You seem to know a lot?"

The ghost in the iron knot snorted coldly, with complete arrogance and contempt, disdaining to answer this question.

Yue Xinxin nodded, and it seemed that she knew more than ordinary people. No wonder she could stay in Miyin Flute, gradually become one with it, and use the music for her own use.

The power of her moving magic circle converged on the iron ball. From now on, she will cast this big ball!

The iron lump is no better than the Miyin Flute, and it is not a magical weapon in itself, so it is much easier and smoother to cast. However, it is the most tiring part to both cast the big ball and avoid the ghost inside.

That ghost was already at the end of its strength and could kill it with a snap of a finger, so Yue Xinxin had to protect it carefully.

It took her a day and a night to finally cast the big iron ball into the shape of a small earring, with exquisite patterns on the surface, making it look small and exquisite.

The ghost groaned inside.

"Shallow fool! Skin is the least worth pursuing!"

"Tch! You are so noble and proficient in music, why don't you still fall into my hands!"

Yue Xinxin threw her earrings on the table, making a crisp sound.

She didn't notice that there was an extremely narrow crack on the back of the earring, perhaps accidentally caused during the casting process.

When the ghost waited for Yue Xinxin to turn around and leave, he quickly escaped from it with ecstasy in his heart. This idiot!

Before he could escape far, his body suddenly stagnated and he was dragged by an invisible force. He instantly pulled the earring back and stuffed it into it!

The earring actually hides the magic circle, trapping it!

The ghost suddenly cursed inside. "Idiot! Bitch! How dare you plot against me!"

Yue Xinxin laughed loudly.

How could he lay out such a large magic circle and cast a big ball without hiding a mechanism? This ghost really has an artist's head and doesn't know how to plot!

This mechanism is still taught by Qi Bo, and is called the "Soul-Dinging Needle", which is specially used to bind souls.

"But I managed to save your life and allowed you to come out to stretch your muscles from time to time. You don't even thank me?"

The ghost was stunned. "You won't kill me?"

"You can kill him or not, it all depends on your performance!"

The ghost snorted coldly: "What do you want, bitch? I have nothing to give you except my life!"

"information!"
Chapter completed!