Chapter 157 Shame, expel the ghost (thanks to Lan Yin for 30,000 starting coins)
Liu Shaoying drove in silence, Wei Yuan sat in the passenger seat, watching the sky gradually darken, the street lights on both sides lit up, and dusk officially came to night. Wei Yuan looked away and said: "What happened?
Don’t you want to go to the police?”
Liu Shaoying was silent for a moment, took a breath, and said:
"...it's not good to go to the police for this kind of thing."
"We are all ordinary people, with flesh and blood, and families. Facing this situation is no better than me. Isn't it harmful to involve them in such mysterious things?"
"To be honest, if it weren't for you, the owner of the museum...you are special, I would have planned to go out at that time."
Wei Yuan muttered: "That's it."
"So what were you planning to do?"
Liu Shaoying was at a loss, her face was a little pale, she was silent for a moment and replied: "I don't know either."
"But no matter what, you can't harm anyone."
Wei Yuan nodded.
I thought to myself, if this matter goes to the police, there is a high probability that it will be directly handed over to the members of the special operations team and directly enter the stage of extraordinary events. However, most people now do not have this understanding and do not know how to collide.
Ghosts can also call the police.
This is also the necessity for extraordinary popularization in the future.
After all, spiritual energy is recovering faster and faster, and similar things will not be rare. The system must keep up with the times.
The car was parked downstairs in the unit. Liu Shaoying held the steering wheel with her palms and took several deep breaths. Then she took out the key tremblingly and went downstairs. Wei Yuan followed behind him. As soon as he pushed the door open, he felt the faint smell of sandalwood.
Coming at you.
The decoration of the home is very warm, but there are some disharmonious aspects.
Wei Yuan saw a red cloth spread on one side of the table, with Buddha statues placed on it.
more than one.
Then he saw the old lady who was worshiping and praying devoutly, and then he remembered that this old lady was the same person who he and Yuanjue had seen walking by devoutly holding a Buddha statue on the street of Yingtianfu three days ago.
The old man saw that Wei Yuan was a little surprised at the guest coming in so late at night. Wei Yuan smiled and introduced himself:
"I opened a museum. I heard that the old lady invited a Buddha statue to your house, so I came to take a look."
The old lady's expression calmed down. When she heard that she was here for the Buddha statue, she pulled Wei Yuan and told him enthusiastically how great the Buddha statue was, how the master who consecrated the Buddha statue was so famous, and how to chant sutras like this.
Things that have been taught by masters who have studied for decades have great merit.
"You have great merit, so how did you invite this Buddha statue back?"
"This, of course, is piety, and then you have to pay some money."
"Oh, the great monk's Buddhist merits are bought with money."
The old lady felt that there was something in the young man's words, but the latter looked serious and seemed to be telling the truth. She could not say anything. Wei Yuan looked around the house. He had recovered some of the remnants of his true spirit from his previous life, so he
I am very spiritually sensitive and can feel the filthy smell hidden in the sandalwood.
It seems that although the Buddha statue was invited back, the mirror spirit from before still seems to be there.
But it's normal, it is a mirror spirit after all, and it is more difficult to deal with than ordinary evil spirits.
Mirrors have special connotations in the spiritual world.
It has the effect of reflecting the ugliness of people's hearts and sealing certain things. Of course, the sealed things are never good things. The old lady went to burn incense and chant sutras for the Buddha statue. Wei Yuan was sitting on the sofa and saw the nut plate on the table.
Usually there are melon seeds and peanuts, and half of it is filled with candies.
Inside there are triangular liqueur chocolates wrapped in colored paper.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Wei Yuan stretched out his hand to take one, opened the candy wrapper and put the candy in his mouth.
The sweetness mixed with the wine, the delicateness of the chocolate and the texture of the heart of the wine formed a contrasting taste, stimulating the taste buds, making Wei Yuan squint his eyes slightly with satisfaction, thinking about whether to buy some for his family, give some to the goddess, and Yu Ji
I won't give it away because if I come to the door, I'm afraid I'll be stabbed to death by the overlord's gun.
Just as he was thinking about it, Wei Yuan suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. He felt that something was staring at him from behind. Without turning his head, his magic power circulated as he pleased, flowing out like a flowing wind. He 'saw' that
He is a child of about five or six years old.
It's just that the soul body is dim, half of the three souls and seven souls are missing.
He is said to be a human, but in fact he is half-ghost. According to the record of "Yingchuang Yicao", someone once obtained a precious mirror. It was made by Zhu Quan after his beloved concubine died in the rebellion during the Five Dynasties, and he asked Zhenxiu to cast it with her soul and blood.
, one could see people in the mirror, and could sing and dance well. The man lived with the mirror girl, but within a few months he became seriously ill and on the verge of death.
Jing Ling is not a kind person to begin with.
Wei Yuan felt the 'little child' staring coldly at his back.
But no one noticed it, and then the child slowly walked out, as if using a ghost to cover his eyes, and walked step by step towards Wei Yuan, and the old man's voice over there chanting sutras and worshiping Buddha became more and more frequent and rapid.
, the sound of the Buddha is loud, the sandalwood is rich, and behind it is a ghost approaching, infiltrating people strangely. Liu Shaoying is chopping vegetables in the kitchen, and the kitchen knife touches the chopping board, making a crisp and rhythmic sound.
When, when, when...
The child approached Wei Yuan's back silently.
His eyes were cold and malicious, and he stretched out his hand to touch Wei Yuan's back.
Getting closer little by little, little by little...
suddenly,
A hand patted his shoulder silently.
??!
The child's face turned pale, and he almost screamed out in fright. He couldn't even maintain his blindness, and was directly exposed. He turned his head suddenly, and saw nothing. When he turned his head again, he saw the man with his back facing him.
The museum owner who was looking at him turned his head, looked at himself with a pair of eyes, and said with a gentle smile:
"Kid, do you want some candy?"
"…………"
The little boy, who was almost frightened and covered in white hair and sweat, stared at Wei Yuan for a while before he remembered to shake his head.
"All right."
Wei Yuan nodded with regret, then peeled off the candy wrapper and put it in his mouth.
His own magic power spreads out all over his body, and each strand of magic power is like a thin thread floating.
All the filaments are tightly packed together, like a net.
This was something he learned naturally after recovering part of his memory from the Three Kingdoms era.
Although he has not obtained all the true spirits, which Jue has seen in the later period, and is praised as an ability when the Taoism is advanced, after mastering this part of the memory, the ability to control and use mana has still been greatly improved.
After all, I was weak at that time, so I had to use my little magic power sparingly.
If you can save one mana, you can draw one more talisman.
Can save one more person.
He was silent for a moment, laughing at himself.
After all, it's all about tactical interweaving and traditional performing arts.
The child who had obviously been affected by the mirror spirit and had half of the three souls and seven souls left was about to run away, but was held by Wei Yuan's palm. Wei Yuan felt that the tentacles were cold, and the Taiping Dao Daoxing and Crouching Tiger Jue magic powers were in his body.
Ready to move.
And where the child was held by Wei Yuan, a purple mark appeared directly.
The half-human, half-ghost boy's body was stiff.
Can't run away...can't break away...
He looked up and saw Wei Yuan smiling gently: "Don't be afraid, uncle is a good man."
"Uncle, I heard that you have a mirror. Look, I opened a museum and I happen to be short of a mirror. Can you let me have a look? Just as a reference..."
One of the little boy's eyes turned pure black.
He seemed to see an illusory but real tiger behind the young man who was dressed in black and had a gentle face. When the young man smiled gently, the tiger also opened its mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and there was no warmth in its cold amber eyes.
.
The tiger was so huge that its forehead almost touched the roof.
The young man and the tiger, one real and one imaginary, one in front and one behind, both looked at him.
It gives the originally small room a distant and spacious atmosphere.
The weird half-man, half-ghost felt the cold air coming from behind him, and his hands and feet became stiff.
The boy had no choice but to nod his head with difficulty, and then Wei Yuan let go of his hand.
Looking at the children running away, Wei Yuan felt inexplicably like a weirdo trying to scare children.
He rubbed his chin.
No, this is clearly a good young man who acts bravely and slays demons.
He picked up a piece of candy again and put it in his mouth.
………………
Under Wei Yuan's gentle and friendly gaze, the boy had to take out his mirror.
Then pass the mirror over.
This is a bronze mirror, but it is no less bright than a modern mirror, with complicated patterns on it.
Wei Yuan's expression became slightly more solemn. This kind of ancient mirrors with strange births have some evil qualities, often representing the evil of human nature, or the opposite world. If you are not careful, you can easily fall victim to it. He took a deep breath and instinctively operated.
It's not the Crouching Tiger Art, but the core of the Taiping Art. Look sideways into the mirror.
PS: Today's first update...2,600 words~The second update should be before twelve o'clock.
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