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Chapter Nineteen: Soul Urn

Okay, I'm tired and need to rest. Where should I sleep tonight? I stood up and stretched out my hand to beckon the evil ghost.

The devil was still holding a can of orange juice and coke and was happily drinking it. When he saw that I was about to sleep, he wrinkled his nose and immediately showed his fangs, which made me feel chills. This was a tiger.

Exorcising ghosts is tantamount to exorcising tigers and devouring wolves. If you don't keep them well, they will backfire.

But I have a reserved personality. Even though I was scared, my face remained expressionless, and I even frowned when she didn't come.

Li Gui saw that I was unhappy, so he calmed down and walked slowly toward me with a Coke can in his arms. This kind of walking three-quarters off the ground made people feel very scary, especially the one wearing red clothes and black eyes, and when he was angry, his neck would

The protruding veins on the face are beyond the tolerance of human senses.

She hugged my neck obediently, and I turned my head and looked at Zhao Qian. Unexpectedly, Zhao Qian was so frightened that she stayed in place, holding her heart and gasping, speechless.

Once I got out, I'm afraid I would have fled for my life without me.

I'll clean up the room over there right now. Zhao Qian stood up mechanically, passed Li Gui, and almost ran to the room on the first floor.

I followed her and walked in.

This place is very luxuriously decorated, with computers and TVs as standard equipment. There are even many books on the bookshelves. I glanced at them and saw that they were all books on three religions, but many were about Taoism, Confucianism, and almost none about Buddhism.

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Is this your study room? I asked.

Well, I specially customized the upstairs. There is only one bedroom and guest room. The guest room was given to Xue, and the rest of the place became my dojo. So in addition to the large living room on the first floor, there is only the study room. If you feel wronged, you can leave it.

"If you don't like it, I'll sleep in the study room, and you can sleep in my bedroom." Zhao Qian said embarrassedly.

Zhao Qian's study is quite large, dozens of square meters, and even has a large bed for lunch breaks, so it can be considered a multi-functional bedroom, and is actually more luxurious than the guest room.

It doesn't matter. Forget about your girl's room, just here. Can I use this computer? I asked politely. With a computer, I can check the latest news and various information. Information is essential.

Yes, you can, but you can’t delete the photos and some of my work information above, Zhao Qianxin said.

Well, that's no problem, I'm not interested in those, I just use search engines occasionally. I explained.

When I observed the surrounding environment, Zhao Qian bent down to make the bed. She had already changed into casual clothes upstairs just now. Her loose white shirt and blue pleated skirt made people's eyes bright.

After taking a closer look, she is indeed very proud of her figure, and her ass is also very fleshy. No wonder she would not have escaped if her brother hadn't carried her around his waist today. Now that I take a closer look, I can see that she is really

Dry mouth and tongue.

Although I am a womanizer, I am not a pervert, so I stopped my jealousy immediately. Besides, I am also afraid that my sister-in-law will be jealous. If she gets angry, I will not be able to sleep that night. I have wanted to get close to her many times in the past.

Other women gave her a lot of torture, but in the end, I looked gloomy and evil.

There is nothing to tidy up in the study, it’s just that the quilt is messy, I just need to tidy it up.

Okay, it's getting late, you go to bed first, we will set off early tomorrow morning. Zhao Qian's natural movements have the quiet temperament that only a lady can have, and she is about the same age as me, which really makes men's hearts flutter.

You also go to bed early and don't oversleep tomorrow. I teased her with a smile.

Zhao Qian rolled her eyes at me angrily, and then smiled: Well, okay, you too.

I watched her go out, locked the door, and then opened my grandma's suitcase.

There weren't many things in the box. They were all some brand-new fabrics given to grandma by others. Inside, there was a "Student Workbook" with a cover printed in traditional Chinese, and some empty jars, which were densely packed with stuff.

After carving some incantations, I felt that it was much more advanced than Li Gui's soul urn, and I couldn't help but think that it might be something my grandma had used.

Li Gui was standing next to me. When he saw me taking out one of the broken soul jars, he stretched out his hands and held the empty jar in his arms. He kept stroking it with a sad expression.

I think the ghost who once lived in this empty soul urn may be a very important partner of Li Gui, otherwise Li Gui wouldn't have such an expression.

Then I found another cracked soul urn in another package. Although seal script was used to carve this soul urn, the degree of damage was even more astonishing, and the prototype could hardly be maintained.

When Li Gui saw this jar, he started crying. I had already guessed that this box was the box that grandma took out of Yi Village to find someone to settle accounts with, and the soul jar inside should be a real combat Li Gui raised by grandma.

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Turning to the back, there were some fragments of the soul urn wrapped in big red cloth. These fragments were shattered violently, as if someone had dropped them on the ground, and even their shape was gone.

I can imagine the brutality of this battle, and even the spectacular scene of grandma waving her hands and shouting, the fierce spirits swarming, and hundreds of ghosts marching day by day. I took out the simple soul jar of the fierce ghosts from my trouser pocket, and compared it, my heart turned over and over again.

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If we want to talk about the exquisiteness of the soul urn, this soul urn is not at the same level as the previous ones that were broken. One is a ghost, and the other is a ghost king level.

Grandma brought some powerful ghosts with her. She was reluctant to take the ghosts with her. Maybe she already knew that this trip would lead to no return.

The dark wind behind me blew up inexplicably, and I knew that the Ninth Princess was also angry.

Li Gui's pale hands kept rubbing the fragments, his mouth was pursed, tears fell like beads, and he was choking silently. It seemed that each of the ruined soul jars had experienced a cruel battle.

As a result, the ghosts kept inside disappeared and the soul jar burst.

And the relationship between Li Gui and these Li Gong is probably not only between friends, but also between master and disciple, or parents.

I stretched out my hands and gently held Li Gui in my arms: We will avenge this revenge, how we got it, and we will send them to hell together!

Li Gui hugged me aggrievedly and started to cry loudly. Perhaps this was the first real heart-to-heart talk between her and me.

After appeasing the ghost, I started to pick up my grandmother's yellowed homework book. After reading a few pages, I found that this book was actually my grandmother's life notes. Each record contained the things she had experienced.

It begins with my grandma inheriting the tradition and ends with her return to Yicun on the last page.

After calculating the age of my grandma, I found that there were a lot of resumes in the front, and most of them were before the age of thirty. I didn't read it carefully, but because I was involved in some of the latter parts, I read it carefully. Apart from the scrawled handwriting,

, what I wrote is also very simple.

Just like the section about the Nine Princesses recorded at the back: The inheritance of the Taoist sect, the nine daughters of heaven, reincarnated into the world, rescued people from danger and died, and all the people, clothed in blood, both gods and ghosts, prayed for each other in every possible way, and married my grandson. I am very lucky.

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This paragraph shows grandma's happiness, but it is just a redundant mention, because there was another paragraph before when she was in her twenties: The inheritance of the Tao sect, the Nine Daughters of Heaven, has been obtained, but all the requests have been answered, and the reason is unknown.

How sad.

Princess Mingjiu is very arrogant. The way of raising ghosts has been passed down from the Daozong generation. She is not only a god but also a ghost. She is immortal and seems to be very powerful. However, her achievements have been recorded for several generations.

There are almost no records, and it seems that it is very difficult to invite the ninth princess. When she was young, my grandmother tried to invite the ninth princess, but failed.

Until I finally agreed to my request and married me as a child bride, I guess my grandma couldn’t figure out this reason either.

However, the diary also records that after grandma made her debut, she went to a place filled with yin and resentment, and went through great hardships to subdue and raise evil ghosts. Later, there were also some incidents in which she performed chivalrous acts with a ghost face.

Thinking of the ghost face, I opened my suitcase and found a ghost face. This ghost face could cover most of the face, leaving only the right side of the face empty. It looked like it was cracked. Once grandma encounters a duel, or she doesn't want to

Wherever the identity is revealed, the ghost face will probably be worn. It looks sinister and is something only a villain would wear. No wonder people call it Grandma Zhou Laomo. After wearing it, it is probably impossible to tell the difference between men and women.

The pattern painted on the mask is very simple and clear, and it is extremely ferocious. It is estimated to be from the pre-Qin period. There are many irregular scratches on it. It should still be an antique. But in today's era, if you wear it, people will probably call you a fool. Take it.

You can make a lot of money by going to the antique market.

Thinking about it, I put it back in the box. Although I wouldn't sell it, I didn't plan to take it with me. Then I continued to look for clues about the evil ghost in the students' homework books.

It wasn't until I saw a paragraph about my grandmother's middle age that my fingers finally stopped: In Yinfeng Town, a phoenix came, hiding a lonely lotus, making me beg for mercy. From then on, I would be lonely and alone for the rest of my life.

Li Gui also burst into laughter at this moment, as if the inside was hers.

Yinfeng Town Where exactly is Yinfeng Town? There is no such location on the map, right?

Based on my grandma's age at this time, I thought maybe Yinfeng Town was a dead town, so didn't the evil ghost come from a dead town?

Are you from Yinfeng Town? That is, from Dead Town? I asked.

Li Guitou shook his head.

You Feng came here, that is, you were not from Yinfeng Town, but you died in Yinfeng Town? Then grandma found it and took it home? I asked, so, Li Gui was indeed raised by grandma decades ago.

It was not for actual fighting against ghosts, but because of the loneliness, I brought it home to accompany me for the rest of my life. At that time, my grandmother was about to live in seclusion in Yitun, so she might be lonely.

Li Gui jerked his head this time, seemingly confirming what I said.

This also led me to various speculations about the life experience of ghosts. Of course, if I want to get the information I really want, it will probably be after I learn the ghost language. The most important step in the secret of raising ghosts is the ghost language.

Practice.

After returning from Yinfeng Town, the number of things recorded in the diary has obviously become much less, and the time gap has become longer and longer. Most of them started after my grandmother found the abandoned Yitun, and people came to her after going through all kinds of troubles to find her, and then again.

For my own reasons, I was willing to live in Yitun.


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