sent Han Shanshan to the police station, and we also went back to Longyuan Community directly.

Yu Xiaoxue got the White Rabbit toffee, and knew that I had something to do, so she went to watch TV with satisfaction. Zhao Qian couldn't take a bath during the funeral for a few days, and she often broke out in a cold sweat, so she hurriedly took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to wash.

I took out the ghost urn from the car, turned on the electric stove in the yard, took out three molded soul urns, and went back to the study.

The color of the three soul urns is a little dark red, after Yu Xiaoxue's shaping, the overall shape is like a teapot, and the carvings carved by Zhao Qian have also become very delicate after baking, and there is a kind of fascinated charm in it, slender and extraordinary.

I took out the soul urn that Xijun had used before, and compared it for a while, now compared to it, the delicacy of these three soul urns is not comparable to the previous one at all, and it is estimated that my grandmother didn't think about how powerful the ghost was to be raised at that time.

But when I took out my grandmother's box and referred to the soul urn inside, I began to suffer from gains and losses in my heart, what a pity, such a powerful soul urn, such a powerful ghost! It's all from the hands of famous artists!

I don't know if I'm as strong as my grandmother one day.

Come out and choose where you like. I pointed to the three soul urns, although the shape of these three soul urns is similar, but in order to distinguish them, I still made an alternative distinction, in case I can't make an effective choice at a critical time.

Xijun and the mountain ghost both came out of the soul urn at the same time, Xijun was the earliest hero who followed me, and saved my life several times, and when he saw the newcomer of the mountain ghost, he immediately glanced at his mouth, and his black eyes stared at the mountain ghost who was half a step taller than her.

The mountain ghost feels much more powerful than Xijun, in the ghost thing, the level is the last word, of course, you can't underestimate a little female ghost, showing a look of no pressure.

She is a little beautiful, wearing a light-colored Ming Dynasty Confucian dress, staggered and generous, she should be a beautiful lady before her death, her complexion is as pale as Xijun, but her eyes are black with a circle of redness.

Looking at this situation, she is indeed more powerful than Xijun.

Xijun chose a lid with plum blossom carvings, but the mountain ghost was not in a hurry, picked the remaining green bamboo and peach blossoms, and calmly chose the peach blossom-shaped soul urn, and then knelt aside, waiting for me to issue an order.

If you're new to the city, introduce your name. I'm still a little pressured on this lady of the Ming Dynasty, but as her current owner, I can't be too polite with her.

The lady looked at the cup of tea that had been prepared next to me, so she elegantly picked up her finger and clicked on the tea inside, and wrote the three words Song Wanyi on the floor, the handwriting is elegant, more beautiful than the brush words of many people now.

Wanyi is a good name. I nodded, and when Xijun saw that I praised Wanyi, he was immediately unhappy, and ran over and put his arm around my neck, and his cheek was pressed against my affectionate grinding.

I smiled helplessly, the child will only express doting and proximity in this kind of market, so he said to Wanyi: You and I have not yet made a contract, let's settle the contract first, and I will try my best to meet your requirements in the future, but if I am in danger, you must also be desperate to help me eliminate difficulties.

Song Wanyi nodded, she had a kind of calmness in her gestures, it was really not something that ordinary small families could teach, but she had never seen her commanding ghosts and beasts in the back mountain, if she had seen it, she felt that it was not like that.

Of course, Wanyi was born in a wealthy background, and some manners are difficult to pretend.

The spells of general exorcism are nothing more than to drive the ghosts who have no intelligence, such as to draw some children who are easy to control, or choose some angry ones, which are relatively easy to drive, and even if they find the strength and give birth to the ghosts of the spirit, they will give priority to using spells to erase their spirits, and then use secret methods to drive them.

And grandma's way of raising ghosts, in addition to raising ghosts, it is necessary to make some contracts, but also to retain their spiritual nature, and with the wisdom of the ghosts, although it will become difficult to drive, you need to build a certain emotional foundation with them, but once you can really connect with them, they will also use stronger strength to give back to the people who raise ghosts, and even some acquired techniques.

The mountain ghost agreed to follow me because of the domineering of his daughter-in-law's sister, according to the ancient saying, that is, selling himself or not his art, if I really want to use force, Song Wanyi will not do it.

So I have to communicate with Song Wanyi first, say some soft words, and then communicate with each other smoothly, otherwise she will take the burden at the critical moment, and it will not be fun.

Don't look at the dignified and upright lady of the Ming Dynasty now, maybe she despises me very much in her heart, so I don't dare to say anything, forced communication will only make her bored.

Wanyi, this is your soul urn, I plan to take out one of your finger bones and put it in the current soul urn, and I will bury the rest under the peach blossom tree in the courtyard, what do you think? I said as calmly as I could.

Wanyi nodded, looked at the peach tree I said outside the window, and showed a faint smile, thinking that she was very willing.

She must have liked peach blossoms very much when she was alive, and it was the moment she chose the soul urn that made me decide where she would stay in the future.

Opening her urn, I chose a small piece of what looked like a finger bone from the pile of broken bones and placed it in the urn.

Xijun, you go to the soul urn first, and I will go to the dojo on the second floor now. The second floor has undergone a special renovation by Zhao Qian, and half of the area has become her dojo.

Although I haven't been there, I've heard Zhao Qian talk about it, and I've gotten permission to use it.

Xijun is a little unhappy, why does there have a first-come-first-come, first-served, why can she live in a new house first?

What's wrong? I saw that Xijun was reluctant to enter his original soul urn, and pointed at Song Wanyi and muttered something all over her body.

Song Wanyi understood it, so she covered her mouth and laughed after listening to it, and then wrote some traditional characters on the ground.

Xijun stood in front of me, pulled the collar of her red shirt, pointed to Song Wanyi's clothes, and pouted.

After reading Song Wanyi's words, it turned out that Xijun was envious of Song Wanyi's everything, and she had a new house to live in, and now in addition to a new house, she also needs a set of such clothes, and she has to be more beautiful than the other party.

I'm a little embarrassed.,Xijun's clothes style is a little simple.,When I pulled the collar just now.,It's all in sight.,It's very thin.,But I haven't done this kind of thing to change clothes for ghosts.,How can this be done?

After thinking about it for a while, I remembered that when the tomb was swept during the Qingming Festival, the family members would usually burn some clothes for the ancestors, and it seemed that this was the only way.

I agreed: Okay, I made a contract with your sister Wanyi, and let Zhao Qian burn a beautiful dress for you, what do you think?

Only then did Xijun show a satisfied expression, hugged my neck, kissed me on the cheek, and then returned to the old soul urn.

Song Wanyi didn't enter the soul urn this time, and she also followed out when I opened the door, I couldn't let her hide casually, I didn't know her well, and I couldn't just order her to do something she didn't like.

Yu Xiaoxue was watching TV, and when she heard me open the door, she turned her head to look, she had eaten the domineering rune of the psychic talisman, although the function of exorcism was gone, but the effect of seeing ghosts was strangely remained, and she also saw Song Wanyi at a glance.

Yu Xiaoxue was a little scared, but when she saw that Song Wanyi didn't seem to be so fierce, she told me anxiously: Brother Tian! Don't you see? You seem to be followed by a female ghost?

I was a little speechless, Yu Xiaoxue was half a beat slower, and I felt that it was time to tell her something, so I said to her straight to the point: How much do you know about grandma?

As far as Uncle Hai said, Yu Xiaoxue was a little curious about how it was involved in her grandmother.

Well, that's good, I'm the same as my grandmother now, do you know now? I simply told her.

Oh. Yu Xiaoxue stopped, but she still looked Song Wanyi up and down.

Song Wanyi ignored Yu Xiaoxue at all, and followed behind me, cold and cold, strange and scary.

Okay, during the period when you are still in effect, if you see something unclean, you should not see it, do you know? I won't let them hurt you. I still explained to her that the Yin Talisman will have a while of effectiveness depending on the situation, and I can't let curiosity kill Yu Xiaoxue.

Yu Xiaoxue nodded and obediently agreed, but she was already so frightened that she hugged her legs and sat on the sofa staring at Song Wanyi.

I took Song Wanyi up to the second floor, and I saw the dojo connected to the balcony in the corridor from a distance.

was about to walk through the aisle to the dojo, the door of the bathroom suddenly opened, and in the bathroom, Zhao Qian stood naked inside, her head covered with foam! And hold out your hand with me.

The white jade-like skin and the girlish carcass made my head congested at once, and my old face was the same as a red date.

Xiaoxue, can you help me take off the towel? I don't know how to get my eyes in, it seems like the shampoo has gone in, and it hurts a little so I can't see it. Zhao Qian stretched out her hand and asked me to find a towel for her.

The yin qi behind me instantly boiled, and my daughter-in-law's sister estimated that she was on the verge of breaking out! Even Song Wanyi's reserved female ghost was stunned.

Zhao Qian, Zhao Qian! Why are you completely defenseless!

Although I didn't see it completely because of the steam of the bath, Zhao Qian's appearance just now was the same as the mosaic of the beauties in Japanese romance action movies, which was enough to make my nose want to spurt blood.

I quickly turned my head: Akane! It's me!

Zhao Qian was stunned for a moment, and only closed the door with a scream!

The bathroom is facing away from the hall, she just heard the footsteps going upstairs, thinking that Yu Xiaoxue had gone upstairs, washing her hair and blindfolding, she wanted to let Yu Xiaoxue help her get the towel by the way, but she didn't know that she would bump into me who had never been to the second floor at all!

Well, now it's at a glance, Zhao Qian is so ashamed that she doesn't know what to do.

Ahem, the water mist in the bathroom is too thick, I didn't see it, don't worry, I was passing to the dojo. I quickly explained, otherwise Zhao Qian would not dare to talk to me in the future.

Oh, it's Brother Tian, then you can go to the dojo. Zhao Qian replied embarrassedly behind the door.