That night, Li Mingshun kept flipping through the information left by his master. Li Ergou left early and taught him less than three years. He didn't have time to teach and explain many of his magic and knowledge. For this reason, whenever he encountered something, he would look for some information according to his impression.

"Earth-bound spirit, earth-bound spirit!" Li Mingshun muttered, but his hands did not stop, and his eyes were even staring at the books in his hand.

"Finally found it!" Li Mingshun cheered, looked at it intently, and couldn't help but think, "The earth-bound spirit, after death, the obsession of a person is in harmony with the pure Yin place, and turns into chains to bind the wandering soul after death to the death site. After being infused with the Yin energy, the bound wandering soul transforms into ghosts or evil ghosts!"

"Evil ghost?" Li Mingshun's mouth twitched a few times. If it really turned into this thing, he would rely on some magic taught by the unreliable master. Even if he had surpassed the master in some aspects and could draw talismans in the air, he probably wouldn't dare to touch it.

Subduing ghosts, especially evil ghosts, is risky. If one is not good, people will die, especially if he is a half-baked person who practices magic, the danger is even greater.

Ghosts generally only have a cold feeling for living people, and at most they are seriously ill. Of course, if they are evil ghosts who become climate, they are naturally different. Killing people invisibly is basically difficult for ordinary people to resist, but those who practice magic will be more difficult to resist. The reason is that they have magic power.

This thing is like gasoline, which can hurt ghosts, but it can also hurt yourself, especially if it is filled with the ghost's yin energy. If it cannot survive, its magic power will riot, at the least it will be disabled, and at the worst it will be dead.

This is also the reason why Li Mingshun is careful. People like him who have no magic power but are generally surrounded by protective lights. The yin energy of ordinary wandering souls cannot be approached, and even if they are accidentally inhaled into their bodies, they can be refined calmly. But when he thinks that he is facing an evil ghost, the yin energy that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, he is particularly unsure, although the little girl looks normal...

Everything will happen unexpectedly.

This sentence has always been the way Li Mingshun believed in, so when he saw that the Earth-Binding Spirit might be transformed into an evil ghost, he felt timid.

The time was frozen at 11 o'clock in the evening. Even Li Mingshun himself felt that time passed too quickly. He went home and only made a dinner, then he found some information, and it was time to go to bed.

"Young Master!"

A soft voice sounded, and this kind of call that only he could hear directly made Li Mingshun's face change, and he looked up at the center of the living room.

The ancient jade pendant shook a few times, and the familiar figure slowly floated on the floor. Only the feet off the ground could clearly explain the identity of this person.

"Didn't you say it, don't come out?" Li Mingshun lowered his head, with no expression on his face, and scolded him coldly, his voice trembling slightly.

Li Niang, who was floating on the floor, didn't say anything, and the fog around it moved slightly. Her barefoots gradually fell on the floor. She took a few steps forward, her dress tremblingly, dancing silently.

Li Mingshun clenched his fists and stared at the figure dancing on his own. The little girl who originally appeared in his mind from time to time has now been thrown behind him.

Looking at the yin energy that is constantly scattering, I silently got up and picked up the jade flute that was resting on the chopping board. The melodious sound of the flute echoed in the dark living room again, gradually spreading to the surroundings...

The two of them tossed and turned in the dormitory next door, their bodies were shocked, and silently stopped their movements, listening to the familiar tone, gradually sinking into it.

The sound of the flute gradually increased.

In another room, the bedding that was originally wrapped in a lump suddenly stretched out her breasts and white arms, revealing a face with no makeup, and covered her ears hard, and murmured with dissatisfaction, "Well! What's this!"

"Didi..."

As if she realized that she could not isolate the sound of the flute at all, Taeyeon sat up angrily, hugged her knees and squatted on the bed, covered the bedding wrapped around her body, rubbed her eyes in confusion, and slapped her with a squint. After listening intently for a while, her face became dull, and suddenly...

"I'm sick! It's only blew up late at night!" Taeyeon cursed like a snoring, and she covered her bedding on her head with anger and began her own sleeping career.

The other two people in the dormitory got up tacitly and walked to the living room. Through the experience last night, they all knew that as long as the flute sounded, as long as they could hear it, there was no possibility of sleeping.

"Pani! You're up too!" Sunny, who came out first, was shocked when she saw the door open. She was already lazy and listened to the sofa for a while, but no one chatted, so she had to get sick on the sofa and do some meaningless rolling movements. She was so bored that she reached the peak.

"Yeah!" Pani responded, fiddled with her pink pajamas, and lay on the side, as if she had recalled something, and suddenly asked, "It's Mingshun OPPA playing!"

"It should be!" Sunny hesitated for a while. When she saw the Yu Di on the chopping board this morning, she had a vague guess, but she was still not sure.

"It's really a sad tune!" Pani breathed a sigh of relief. Although the few of them didn't play much with musical instruments, they could even detect the sadness that came from the sound of the flute.

"You can't be happier..." After half of the complaint, Pani was surprisingly silent. Although they had just met Li Mingshun next door, they thought it was the actions of the other party before going out in the morning, which undoubtedly made all the three of them guess a lot.

In South Korea, only newly mourned relatives will enjoy a incense stick in the morning and evening, and the number of portraits on the chopping board...

"Silly, let's go and have a free meal tomorrow! How about it?" Sunny seemed to remember something, and suddenly said a suggestion without any thoughts.

"Ah!" Pani was a little confused, as if he couldn't keep up with the little friend's thinking. He was still looking melancholy, but he suddenly said that tomorrow's breakfast was on the way.

this……

Pani looked at Sunny, who had already hung on the corner of her mouth silently, stroked her forehead, feeling a little headache, but in the end she didn't want to chew cold ice bread or something in the dormitory. She nodded in appreciation and agreed without compliment.

"By the way, I always feel that something is missing!" Sunny was very happy that the proposal was agreed upon. He felt that a good day was coming, and finally said goodbye to takeout, bread, snacks... these things, but she felt that the number of people was a little wrong. She turned her head and looked around, tilted her head and recalled, and asked with confusion, "Is there only two of us in the dormitory now? Where is Jin Xiaoyao?"

"We should be back together!"

Pani recalled it seriously and nodded. The announcement ended and he had a midnight snack together before returning. She remembered this clearly.

"Can you fall asleep even if you are like this?" Sunny admired it very much. Although the flute sound was not very loud, it was very evil. The sound would be like a dog skin plaster, surrounding people's ears. Even if you keep covering your ears, it would be useless, and you can still hear it clearly.

"I guess you're turning over now!" Pani gloated and said, "They've experienced it once. Anyway, every time the sound of the flute lasts for about an hour, I simply give up resisting and enjoy it silently.

And although it was not confirmed that the sound of the flute could affect the spirit of the next day, this morning, the two of them became much more cheerful, and even the dark circles disappeared.
Chapter completed!