After sending Han Shanshan to the police station, we also went back to Longyuan Community directly. [Ran^Wen^Book Library]

Yu Xiaoxue got the big white rabbit milk candy and knew that I had something to do, so she hugged her to watch TV with satisfaction. Zhao Qian couldn't take a shower during the mourning process for several days, and she often had a cold sweat. She quickly took the changed clothes to go to the bathroom to wash.

I carried out the mountain ghost's soul urn from the car, opened the electric stove in the yard, took out three formed soul urns, and returned to the study.

The three soul urns are all a little dark red in color. After Yu Xiaoxue's plastic surgery, the overall shape is presented in a teapot-like exquisite shape. The carved carved text by Zhao Qian also became very delicate after being burned, with a fascinating charm inside, slender and extraordinary.

I took out the soul urn that Xijun had used since before, and compared it for a while. Now, the exquisiteness of these three soul urns is not comparable to that before. I guess my grandmother never thought about how powerful the ghosts she was used to raise.

However, when I took out my grandmother's box and refer to the soul urn inside, I began to worry about gains and losses. It's a pity that such a powerful soul urn and such a powerful ghost! It's completely from the hands of famous masters!

I don’t know if I have been as strong as my grandmother.

"Everything comes out and choose your favorite residence." I pointed to the three soul urns. Although the shapes of these three soul urns are similar, in order to distinguish them, I still made an alternative and unique distinction in order to prevent the choices that cannot be effective at critical moments.

Xijun and the mountain ghost both crawled out of the soul urn at the same time. Xijun was my earliest hero who followed me and saved my life several times. When he saw the newcomer Shan Gui, he immediately glanced at the mountain ghost who was half a piece taller than her.

The mountain ghost felt much more powerful than Xijun. In ghosts, the level is the hard truth. Of course, it cannot be underestimated by a little girl ghost, showing a pressureless look.

She was a little pretty, wearing a light-colored long dress of Confucianism in the Ming Dynasty, which was scattered and generous. She should have been a lady of a noble family during her lifetime. Her complexion was as pale as Xijun, but her eyes were black with a circle of blush.

Judging from this situation, she is indeed more powerful than Xijun.

Xijun chose a petal with a lid with a carved plum blossom. The mountain ghost was not in a hurry. He picked the remaining green bamboo and peach blossoms, calmly chose the soul urn in the shape of peach blossoms, and then knelt aside, waiting for me to issue an order.

"If you are new to you, please introduce your name." I am still a little pressure on this lady from the Ming Dynasty, but as her current master, I and she should not be too polite.

Seeing that the lady had prepared a cup of tea beside me, she elegantly picked up her fingers and pointed the tea inside, and wrote the three words "Song Wanyi" on the floor. She was extremely elegant, which was even better than the calligraphy of many modern people.

"Wanyi, it's a good name." I nodded. Xijun saw me praising Wanyi, and immediately became unhappy. She ran over and hugged my neck, and her cheeks pressed against me intimately.

I smiled helplessly, and the child would just express his indulgence. He said to Wanyi: "You and I have not yet made a contract, so let's make the contract first. I will try my best to meet your requirements in the future. However, if I am in danger, you should do whatever it takes to help me overcome difficulties."

Song Wanyi nodded immediately. She had a calm gesture and was really not something that ordinary small families could pretend to be. However, she had never seen her commanding ghost beasts in the back mountain. If she had seen her, she wouldn't think that was the case.

Of course, Wanyi is undoubtedly born into a wealthy family, and some demeanors are difficult to pretend.

Generally, the magic of exorcism is nothing more than driving evil spirits without intelligence, such as drawing some easily controlled children, or choosing some with heavy anger. These are easier to drive. Even if you find evil spirits with high strength and give birth to intellectual spirits, they will give priority to using magic to erase their intelligence and then use secret techniques to drive them.

In the way of raising ghosts, in addition to establishing some contracts for the ghosts they raise, they also need to retain their intellectual nature. With wise ghosts, although it will become difficult to drive them, and they need to build a certain emotional foundation with them, once they can truly be in line with them, they will also give back to those who raise ghosts with stronger strength, and even have some magic tricks that they are good at.

The mountain ghost agreed to follow me because of his wife's domineering behavior. According to ancient sayings, it was to sell oneself but not the art. If I really wanted to use it, Song Wanyi would not do it.

So I have to communicate well with Song Wanyi first and say something softly, so that it will be smooth for each other to communicate well. Otherwise, if she puts down the burden at the critical moment, it will be no fun.

Although the ladies in the Ming Dynasty are now dignified and upright, they may be very despised by me. Therefore, 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 in the current soul urn. The rest I will buried under the peach tree in the yard. What do you think?" I said as calmly as possible.

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

She must have liked peach blossoms very much during her lifetime. It was the moment when she chose the soul urn that made me decide where she would live in the future.

When I opened her soul urn, I chose a small piece of bone that looked like a finger bone from a pile of broken bones and put it into the soul urn.

"Xijun, you go into the soul urn first. I'm going to the second floor now." After Zhao Qian's special transformation, half of the area has become her dojo.

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

Xijun was a little unhappy. Why did she come first and arrive later? Why could she move into a new house first?

"What's wrong?" I saw that Xijun was unwilling to enter his original soul urn, and pointed at Song Wanyi and muttered something.

Song Wanyi could understand it. After listening, she covered her mouth and smiled, 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 then pouted.

After reading Song Wanyi's calligraphy, Xijun envied Song Wanyi for being good at everything and living in a new house. Now, in addition to a new house, she also needs such a set of clothes and is more beautiful than the other party.

I was a little embarrassed. Xijun's clothes were a bit simple. When I pulled the collar, I could see it in it. It was very thin. However, I have never done anything like changing clothes for ghosts. How can I do this?

After thinking for a while, I remembered that during the Qingming Festival, family members would burn some clothes to give to their ancestors. It seemed that this was the only way.

I agreed: "Okay, my sister Wanyi and I have made a contract, so I will let Zhao Qian burn you a beautiful dress. What do you think?"

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

Song Wanyi did not enter the soul urn this time. She followed her out when I opened the door. I couldn't let her hide it casually. Now I'm not familiar with her, so I can't order her to do something she doesn't like.

Yu Xiaoxue was watching TV. When she heard me open the door, she turned her head and looked at it. She had eaten the domineering runes like the psychic talisman. Although the function of exorcising ghosts was gone, the effect of seeing ghosts was strangely left, and she also saw Song Wanyi at first sight.

Yu Xiaoxue was a little scared, but when she saw that Song Wanyi didn't seem so fierce, she told me anxiously: "Brother Tian! Didn't you see it? It seems like a female ghost is following you?"

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

"Just what Uncle Hai said..." Yu Xiaoxue was a little curious about how she pulled her grandmother.

"Well, that's good. I'm the same as my grandmother now. Do you know now?" I simply said to her.

Xiaoxue stopped speaking, but she still looked up and down at Song Wanyi.

Song Wanyi completely ignored Yu Xiaoxue and followed me, cold and scary.

"Okay, while your Tongyin Talisman is still in effect, just pretend that you didn't see some unclean things. Do you know? I won't let them hurt you." I still explained to her that Tongyin Talisman will have a period of effect depending on the situation, so that curiosity will not kill Yu Xiaoxue.

Yu Xiaoxue nodded and responded obediently, but was so scared that she hugged her legs and sat on the sofa and stared at Song Wanyi.

I took Song Wanyi to the second floor and saw the temple connecting the balcony from a distance in the aisle.

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 also stretched out her hand to me.

The white jade-like skin and the girlish charm made my head congested, and my old face was like red dates.

"Xiaoxue, can you help me take off the towel? I don't know what happened to my eyes, it seems that my hair wash is in. It hurts a little and can't see it." Zhao Qian stretched out her hand and asked me to find her a towel.

The yin energy behind me instantly became boiling, and my wife and sister were probably on the verge of an outbreak! Even Song Wanyi's reserved female ghost was stunned.

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

Although I didn't watch it completely because of the steam bathing, Zhao Qian's appearance just now was the same as the beauty in a Japanese romance action movie, which was enough to make my nose squirt blood.

I quickly turned my head: "Xiang! It's me!"

Zhao Qian was stunned, and then she screamed and closed the door!

The bathroom was facing away from the hall. She just heard footsteps going upstairs and thought it was Yu Xiaoxue who had gone upstairs. She washed her hair and covered her eyes. She wanted to ask Yu Xiaoxue to help her get a towel, but she didn't know that she would run into me who had never been to the second floor!

Okay, now it's clear. Zhao Qian is so embarrassed that she doesn't know what to do.

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

"Oh...it's Brother Tian... Then, then you go and use the temple." Zhao Qian answered embarrassedly behind the door.
Chapter completed!