Gu Ximo was surprised. She would actually invite a ghost? He hadn't learned this kind of ability yet.
Feng Xiaoxun's eyes flashed slightly, and an unknown smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He glanced at Fang Xiyan and said nothing.
The sand table and the wooden stick were ready soon. Fang Xiyan closed her eyes slightly and cast a spell. A light blue talisman turned around in the air, burning silently—
Gradually, a large darkness formed, covering a large sky above the three of them.
After a moment, an inexplicable air current seemed to surge in the air. It was originally a sunny noon, but it suddenly became cold.
In a trance, a few faint shadows floated over, circling around the sand table.
Feng Xiaoxun narrowed his narrow eyes. He knew these shadows, which were the Cowherd and Aunt Li—
But they looked extremely confused and didn't seem to know what was going on.
Here comes! Fang Xiyan breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the sand tray and the wooden stick, and also posted a talisman on the wooden stick: "Xiao Niu, Aunt Li, who killed you? Do you still remember it? Remember it is
This sand table is written down.”
The two shadows circled around the sand table, but did not touch the wooden stick.
"You write it down, we can also arrest the culprits to avenge you!" Fang Xiyan was very tempted.
The two shadows looked at her blankly and shook their heads repeatedly.
"Why don't you write? Are you worried about it? Or do you don't know who killed you?" Fang Xiyan frowned.
"Chi!" Feng Xiaoxun, who was beside him, suddenly burst out laughing.
Fang Xiyan glared at him: "Little kid, why are you laughing at?"
Feng Xiaoxun held his arm and leaned against a pillar, and said lazily: "They don't know one of them. What did you ask them to write?"
Fang Xiyan: "..." Why did she forget this?!
She looked at the floating ghosts with some embarrassment.
Ghosts and humans belong to two worlds. They look close to each other, but they are actually just parallel.
She could see them with magic, but she could not really talk to them.
Only by refining them into her envoy spirits can you talk face to face.
But once they are refined into the commanding spirit, they will no longer be reincarnated within a hundred years.
Besides, this kind of thing must be based on your own will. Unless they are willing, no one can force them.
Fang Xiyan thought for a while and looked at the ghosts with a smile: "Who do you want to be my envoy?"
The ghosts looked at each other and didn't understand what they meant.
"The Lord's Spirit is always with me for my command, and to do things for me, as a reward, and I can give you the best food and drink, so that your life will be comfortable and will not suffer from the suffering of wind and frost... But,
But he was unable to be reincarnated within a hundred years..." Fang Xiyan explained patiently and explained all the benefits and disadvantages.
The blueprint she drew was very beautiful, and almost all the ghosts around her showed a look of yearning.
Especially the cowherd, he looked even more happy.
During his lifetime, he was wandering, living without a piece of tiles, unable to eat, and suffering from difficulties. The kind of life that Fang Xiyan mentioned was exactly what he had dreamed of and was eager for.
Besides, he has always liked this little fairy who fell from the sky. Wouldn't it be the most beautiful if he could be with her?
It floated forward and wanted to kneel down to Fang Xiyan, which means he was very willing.