The following is the time to do the job.

Paper ghosts are quiet ghosts. If there is no stimulation to it, they will hide in the painting, inactive, and not reveal themselves.

However, if it doesn't show its appearance, I can't accept it. It's not necessarily necessary to stuff the entire scroll into the gourd.

So I need to stimulate it, this stimulation is simple, burn the painting!

In fact, my original intention was not to burn the painting.

After all, this is an old object, so I'm not really burning it. I'm just doing a scene to show the paper ghost in the painting.

After using the soul-suppressing talisman to calm the scroll, I left the hotel and when I came back, I had an induction cooker on my hand.

The hotel does not allow open flames to be set, but the induction cooker can still be used.

After buying the induction cooker, I put the scroll in the pool and soaked it a little, bringing a little water vapor.

This is the case with old objects. The paper used on them is all good rice paper or even cloth. You won’t be afraid of being slightly damp with water vapor.

Then, I plugged the induction cooker and placed the painting on the prepared iron pot, which was mounted above the induction cooker.

"Paper ghost, I know you can hear what I say. I will give you 10 breaths to show it out, otherwise I will burn the painting."

Soon, hot air came out from the induction cooker.

I started counting down.

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The scroll did not respond.

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The scroll still did not respond, and the hot air on the induction cooker was even more intense at this moment.

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I suddenly pressed the scroll on the induction cooker. Through the water vapor, the scroll was fine, there was no open flame, but the heat was still very strong.

"ah."

A shrill scream came out of the scroll.

Soon the scroll opened automatically, and the scholar on it lay on the ground in pain.

It really appeared.

I smiled coldly.

The scholar in white was lying on the ground, showing a painful expression on his face.

"What? Are you willing to show your appearance? You still want me to invite me three or four?"

I smiled coldly. I rarely responded to evil spirits, either sympathizing or hating them.

In the painting, the scholar sat up with difficulty.

"Master, can you let the young person live?"

He spoke up and begged for mercy.

I ignored him, raised the ghost seal gourd, prepared to chant the magic trick, and collected the paper ghost.

"Master, please do it slowly, the young student has something to ask for."

"explain."

The scholar in white in the painting slowly stood up and bowed to me.

"The Taoist priest, I am a Chang'an person. I am the only son of my family. When I was young, I became a scholar and barely gained fame. However, it was originally a peaceful and prosperous era, but I didn't want bandits to enter the house. My father and mother were both killed, leaving me alone in this empty world. I was very sad, so I left my own self-painting, and I died in vain. But I didn't want to be reincarnated after death, but I became a ghost in this painting. Alas, how sad."

Another poor ghost.

I couldn't help but sigh.

"If you have any requirements, please tell me."

"I want to take a look at the current Chang'an City and see my hometown."

I finally agreed to his request.

Then a very strange scene appeared on the streets of Chang'an.

A man opened an ancient painting and spoke to it while walking.

Like a fool, everyone on the road looked at each other.

Well, that's right, this fool is me.

I took the paper ghost and ran around, traveling around several famous scenic spots and markets in Chang'an.

After a day, Chang'an still couldn't finish it, but I was so tired.

It is men who have this experience that allows you to play basketball for a day, and you are not tired. If you are allowed to walk around the street for an hour, you will be so tired that you can't walk.

The night is full of night, although Chang'an is not as beautiful as Shanghai, with bright neon lights and not many passers-by.

I sat on the shoulder of the street and waited for Guan Wei to come to see me later.

The scholar in his hand looked at me calmly.

"You're a good person."

He suddenly spoke.

I smiled.

"Please accept me, I have no attachment. Thank you, Taoist priest."

Then, I opened the Ghost-Crossing Gourd, and the scholar turned into a black line and slowly sucked into the Ghost-Crossing Gourd.

I covered the lid of the ghost gourd.

Suddenly he laughed helplessly.

"How come I have encountered some evil ghosts with poor backgrounds recently?"

I stood up and patted the dust on my butt.

In the distance, I saw Guan Wei looking at me under the street lights.

"Time is up, let's go."

I actually can't see through Guan Wei. You say he is a good person, he is the seventh god of humanity and heaven, both good and evil.

He has always had a sunny smile and is not angry at all when encountering people, but he is amazing in strength, very scheming and scheming.

Although I can't see through him, I'm still more careful.

On the streets of Xi'an, we walked side by side. We didn't chat much, I was smoking a cigarette, and he plugged in a headphone to listen to music.

Then he walked to the intersection and a black car parked quietly on the side of the road.

I looked back at Guan Wei.

"Get on the bus, our party will be arranged tonight in Qianling."

Qianling Mausoleum is one of the largest imperial tombs in China.

It is also the only one that buried the emperors and kings of the two dynasties. The couple buried the emperor's tomb together.

This is the first time I have come to Qianling in person. Qianling at night is very peaceful and there are basically no tourists.

The ups and downs of the buildings are not gloomy, but domineering.

In my opinion, the monarchy here is particularly strong, probably because the emperor is asleep here for two days.

However, it is obvious that the momentum released by Emperor Gaozong of Tang Dynasty was obviously weaker than that of Wu Zetian on the side of the stele without words.

I don’t know if this is related to the aura of these two ancient people before their lifetime.

Guan Wei asked me to walk forward, and soon, we walked into Qianling Mausoleum in the night.

Qianling is very big. The first time I came here, I was not familiar with the route, so I followed Guan Wei.

"Why choose Qianling?"

I asked.

"You will know later. We are almost here. Mr. Niu, Guo Zi's tomb, Brother Neng is waiting for us. Oh, by the way, Brother Neng is the fourth god."

A fire gradually appeared in front of him.
To be continued...