After sending Han Shanshan to the police station, we returned directly to Longyuan District.
Yu Xue got the White Rabbit toffee, and knowing that I had something to do, she took it with satisfaction and went to watch TV. Zhao Qian couldn't take a shower during the mourning process for several days, and she often broke out in cold sweats, so she hurriedly got it I got a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up.
I took out the mountain ghost's soul urn from the car, turned on the electric stove in the yard, took out three formed soul urns, and returned to the study.
The three soul urns are all dark red in color. After Yu Xue's shaping, the overall shape is as exquisite as a teapot. The carvings carved by Zhao Qian have also been baked and become very delicate. There is a fascinating charm inside, slender. And extraordinary.
I took out the soul urn that Xijun had used before and compared it for a while. Comparing it now, the exquisiteness of these three soul urns is not comparable to before. I guess grandma didn't think about how powerful it was to be used for raising animals at that time. What a devil.
But when I took out my grandma’s box and looked at the soul urn inside, I began to worry about gains and losses. What a pity, such a powerful soul urn, such a powerful ghost! It was completely made by a famous artist!
I don’t know if I will ever be as strong as my grandma.
Come out and choose the residence you like. I pointed at the three soul urns. Although the shapes of these three soul urns are similar, in order to distinguish them, I still made a different and unique distinction in case of a critical moment. No valid selection possible.
Xijun and Shangui both emerged from the soul urn at the same time. Xijun was the earliest hero who followed me and saved my life several times. When he saw the newcomer Shangui, he immediately glanced at Bi, with his black eyes glaring at Bi. She is half as tall as Shangui.
The mountain ghost feels that he is much more powerful than Xijun. Among ghosts, level is the last word. Of course, he cannot show it to a female ghost and show no pressure.
She was quite pretty. She was wearing a light-colored Ming Dynasty Confucian dress, which was neat and elegant. She should have been a lady during her lifetime. Her complexion was as pale as Xijun's, but her pupils were black with a hint of red.
Looking at this situation, she is indeed stronger than Xijun.
Xijun chose the one with the plum blossom glyph on the lid. Shangui was not in a hurry and picked out the remaining green bamboo and peach blossoms. He calmly chose the peach blossom-shaped soul urn, then knelt down and sat aside, waiting for my order. .
Since you are new here, let me introduce you by name. I still have some pressure on this lady from the Ming Dynasty, but as her current owner, I cannot be too polite to her.
The lady looked at the cup of tea that had been prepared next to me, and elegantly picked up the tea with her finger, and wrote the words "Song Wanyi" on the floor. The handwriting was elegant and more graceful than many people's calligraphy today.
Wanyi is a good name. When Xijun saw me praising Wanyi, he immediately became unhappy. He ran over and put his arms around my neck, rubbing his cheek against mine intimately.
I smiled helplessly, as children can only express doting and closeness in this way, so I said to Wanyi: You and I haven't made a contract yet, so let's finalize it first. I will try my best to meet your requirements in the future. But on the other hand, if I am in danger, you should do whatever it takes to help me eliminate the difficulties.
Song Wanyi nodded her head. She had a calmness in every move she made. It is not something that ordinary people can teach. However, I have never seen her commanding ghost beasts in the back mountain. If I have seen her, I feel that it is not the case. .
Of course, there is no doubt that Wanyi was born into a wealthy family, and some manners are difficult to fake.
Generally, the spells used to exorcise ghosts are nothing more than driving unintelligent ghosts, such as extracting some children who are easy to control, or selecting some with strong anger. These are easier to drive, and no matter how powerful they are, they will still be born.
Intelligent ghosts will also first use magic to erase their intelligence, and then use secret methods to drive them.
As for grandma's method of raising ghosts, in addition to making some contracts with the ghosts she raises, it is also necessary to retain their spiritual nature. As for the powerful ghosts with spiritual intelligence, it will be difficult to drive them, and a certain relationship needs to be established with them.
There is no emotional basis, but once they can truly connect with them, they will give back to the ghost raiser with stronger strength, and even learn some skills they are good at.
Shangui agreed to follow me because he was frightened by his wife's elder sister's tyranny. According to the ancient law, that means selling oneself rather than one's art. If I really wanted to use force, Song Wanyi would not do it.
So I have to communicate well with Song Wanyi first, and talk softly, so that we can communicate smoothly with each other later. Otherwise, she will give up the burden at the critical moment, and it will not be fun.
Although this lady from the Ming Dynasty behaves dignified and upright, she may be very contemptuous of me in her heart, so I dare not say anything more. Forced communication will only make her bored.
Wanyi, this is your soul urn. I plan to take out a piece of your finger bone and put it into the current soul urn. I will bury the rest under the peach blossom tree in the yard. What do you think? I will try my best to be calm.
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Wanyi nodded, looked at my peach tree outside the window, and showed a faint smile. I think she was very willing.
She must have loved peach blossoms during her lifetime, and it was the moment she chose the soul urn that made me decide where she would stay as a monk in the future.
Opening her soul urn, I selected a bone that looked like a finger bone from a pile of broken bones and put it into the soul urn.
Xijun, please go into the soul urn first. I'm going to the dojo on the second floor now. After Zhao Qian's special transformation, half of the second floor has become her dojo.
Although I have never been there, I have heard about Zhao Qianqi and received permission to use it.
Xijun was a little unhappy. Why was there a first-come, first-served basis? Why could she move into the new house first?
What's wrong? I see that Xijun is unwilling to enter his original soul urn, and he is pointing at Wanyi Song and muttering something all over her body.
Song Wanyi understood. After listening, she covered her mouth and laughed, and then wrote some traditional Chinese characters on the ground.
Xijun stopped in front of me, pulled the collar of her red dress, pointed to Song Wanyi's clothes, and pouted.
After reading Song Wanyi's words, it turned out that Xijun envied Song Wanyi for having everything good and having a new house to live in. Now, in addition to the new house, she also wants a set of clothes like this, and they also need to be prettier than the other person's.
I was a little embarrassed. The style of Xijun's clothes was a bit crude. When I pulled off the collar just now, the inside was clearly visible. It was very thin. However, I have never done anything like changing clothes for a ghost. How can I deal with this?
After thinking about it for a while, I remembered that when sweeping tombs during the Qingming Festival, most family members would burn clothes to give to their ancestors. It seemed that this was the only way.
I agreed: Okay, I made a contract with your sister Wanyi and asked Zhao Qian to burn a beautiful set of clothes for you. What do you think?
Xijun then showed a satisfied expression, hugged my neck, kissed my cheek, and then returned to the old soul urn.
Song Wanyi did not enter the soul urn this time. When I opened the door, she also followed me out casually. I can't let her hide casually. I'm not familiar with her now, and I can't just order her to do something she doesn't like.
Yu Xue was watching TV. When she heard me opening the door, she turned around and looked over. She had eaten a domineering rune like a psychic charm. Although the function of exorcising ghosts was gone, the effect of seeing ghosts remained strangely.
I saw Song Wanyi at a glance.
Yu Xue was a little scared, but when she saw that Song Wanyi didn't seem so fierce, she anxiously told me: Brother Tian! Didn't you see it? There seems to be a female ghost following you?
I was a little speechless. Yu Xue was a little slow for some reason, so I thought it was time to talk to her about something, so I got straight to the point and asked her: How much do you know about grandma?
Uncle Hai's Yu Xue was a little curious about how it got involved with grandma.
Well, that's good. I am the same as my grandma now. Do you know now? I just told her.
Oh. Yu Xue stopped talking, but still looked at Song Wanyi up and down.
Song Wanyi completely ignored Yu Xue and followed me, looking cold and scary.
Okay, while your Tongyin Talisman is still in effect, if you see some unclean things, just pretend you didn’t see it. Do you understand? I won’t let them hurt you. I still explained to her, Tongyin Talisman
Depending on the situation, the Yin Talisman will still be effective for a while. We can't let curiosity kill Yu Xue.
Yu Xuetou complied obediently, but was so scared that he hugged his legs and sat on the sofa staring at Wanyi Song.
I took Wanyi Song up to the second floor and saw the dojo connected to the balcony in the distance.
Just as I was about to walk through the aisle to the dojo, the bathroom door suddenly opened. In the bathroom, Zhao Qian stood naked, her head covered with foam! She even extended her hand to me.
Her skin is as white as jade, and her girlish charm makes me feel like my head is full of blood, and my face looks like a red date.
Xue, can you help me get the towel? I don’t know what’s wrong with my eyes. It seems like the shampoo has gone in. It hurts a little and I can’t see. Zhao Qian stretched out her hand and asked me to find a towel for her.
The yin energy boiled up behind me instantly, and my wife-in-law was probably on the verge of exploding! Even Song Wanyi's reserved female ghost was stunned for a moment.
Zhao Qian, Zhao Qian! Why are you completely undefended!
Although I didn't see everything because of the steam from the bath, the way Zhao Qian looked just now was like a mosaic of beauties in Japanese love action movies. It was enough to make my nose want to spurt blood.
I quickly turned my head: Qian! It's me!
Zhao Qian was startled, and then she screamed and closed the door!
The bathroom was facing away from the hall. She just heard the footsteps going upstairs and thought it was Yu Xue going upstairs. She washed her hair and covered her eyes, so she wanted to let Yu Xue help him get a towel, but she didn't know that she would bump into him.
I have never been to the second floor!
Okay, now that everything is clear, Zhao Qian was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do.
Ahem, Qian, the mist in the bathroom was too thick and I didn't see it. Don't worry, I was passing by the dojo. I explained quickly, otherwise Zhao Qian wouldn't dare to talk to me in the future.
Oh, Brother Tian, then you can go and use the dojo. Zhao Qian replied embarrassedly behind the door.