Gu Ximo was surprised that she could actually invite ghosts? He had not learned this skill yet.
Feng Xiaoxun's eyes flashed slightly, and the corners of his lips raised a smile with unknown meaning. He glanced at Fang Xiyan and said nothing.
The sand table and wooden sticks were quickly prepared. Fang Xiyan closed her eyes slightly and cast a spell. A light blue spell circled in the air and burned silently——
Gradually, a large shadow formed, covering a large area of sky above the three people.
For a moment, there seemed to be an inexplicable current surging in the air. It was originally a sunny noon, but suddenly it became cold.
In a trance, a few faint shadows floated over and circled around the sand table.
Feng Xiaoxun narrowed his narrow eyes. He recognized two of these shadows. They were the cowherd and Aunt Li——
It's just that they looked extremely confused, as if they didn't know what was happening.
Here it comes! Fang Xiyan breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the sand table and wooden stick, and put a spell on the wooden stick: "Xiao Niu, Aunt Li, who killed you, do you still remember? I remember it.
Write it down on this sand table."
The two shadows circled the sand table but did not touch the stick.
"Write it down so that we can find the culprit and avenge you!" Fang Xiyan followed the instructions.
The two shadows looked at her blankly and shook their heads.
"Why don't you write it? Are there any scruples? Or you don't know who killed you?" Fang Xiyan frowned.
"Chi!" Feng Xiaoxun on the side suddenly laughed.
Fang Xiyan glared at him: "Kid, why are you laughing?"
Feng Xiaoxun folded his arms and leaned against a pillar, and said lazily: "They don't know a single Chinese character, what do you want them to write?"
Fang Xiyan: "..." How could she forget this?!
She looked at the floating ghosts with some embarrassment.
Ghosts and people belong to two different worlds. They look close to each other, but in fact they are just parallel.
She could see them using magic, but she couldn't really talk to them.
Only by refining them into her messenger spirits can they talk face to face.
But once they are refined into messenger spirits, they cannot be reincarnated within a hundred years.
Besides, this kind of thing depends on your own will. Unless they are willing, no one can force them.
Fang Xiyan thought for a while, then looked at the ghosts with a pleasant look: "Which one of you is willing to be my messenger spirit?"
The ghosts looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what they meant.
"The Royal Envoy Spirit is always by my side to serve me and do things for me. As a reward, I can give you the best food and drink, so that you can live a comfortable life and no longer suffer from wind and frost... However, in
But you can't reincarnate within a hundred years..." Fang Xiyan explained patiently, going through all the advantages and disadvantages.
The blueprint she drew was so beautiful that almost all the ghosts around her looked forward to it.
Especially the cowherd had a look of joy on his face.
During his lifetime, he was homeless, without a roof over his head, without food, and suffered from poverty. The kind of life Fang Xiyan mentioned was exactly what he once dreamed of and longed for.
Besides, he has always liked this little fairy who fell from the sky. Wouldn't it be wonderful if he could stay with her?
It floated forward and wanted to kneel down to Fang Xiyan, which meant that he was very willing.