MTL - Raising Evil Spirits-Chapter 19 : Soul Urn

"Okay, I'm tired and have to rest. Where am I going to sleep tonight?" I said, reaching out and beckoning the little ghost.

Little Ligui was happily drinking a can of orange juice Coke. When I was about to go to bed, my nose wrinkled and my fangs were immediately exposed, making my heart chill. This is a tiger.

Exorcising ghosts is tantamount to driving away tigers and devouring wolves.

I have been restrained since I was a child. Although I was terrified, I still had no expression on my face. I frowned when she didn't come.

Little Ligui saw that I was upset, so he calmed down and came slowly towards me holding a coke can. This kind of walking three-pointers off the ground makes people feel terrible, especially the red clothes and black pupils, his neck when angry. , The blue veins on the face are not tolerated by human senses.

She hugged my neck obediently, and I turned my head and looked at Zhao Qian. Who would have thought that Zhao Qian would have been scared to stay where she was, clutching her heart and gasping for breath. I'm not coming out, I'm afraid I would have escaped for my life long ago.

"The... room over there... I'll clean it up for you..." Zhao Qian stood up mechanically, and after passing by the little Ligui, she almost trot to the room on the first floor.

I followed her and walked in.

This place is very luxuriously decorated. Computer and TV are standard equipment. There are many books on the bookshelf. I glanced at them. They are all three-class books, but many of them are Taoist, Confucian, and Buddhist. .

"This is your study?" I asked.

"Well, I customized it upstairs. There is only one bedroom and guest room. The guest room is given to Xiaoxue, and other places become my small dojo, so apart from the large living room, there is only the study room on the first floor. Just go down, if you don't like it, I will sleep in the study, you...you can sleep in my bedroom." Zhao Qian said embarrassedly.

Zhao Qian's study room is quite big, dozens of square meters, and even has a big bed for lunch break, so it can be regarded as a multifunctional bedroom, in fact, it is more luxurious than the guest room.

"It's okay. Just leave your girl's room. It's fine here. Can I use this computer?" I asked unceremoniously. After I have a computer, I can find the latest news and various materials. Information is essential.

"Yes, but you can't delete my photos and some work information." Zhao Qian said carefully.

"Well, this is okay, I am not interested in those, I use search engines occasionally." I explained.

When I was observing the surrounding environment, Zhao Qian leaned down and made the bed. She had changed into casual clothes upstairs just now. The loose white shirt and blue pleated skirt made people shine.

After a closer look, she is indeed very proud of her figure, and her **** is not less fleshy. No wonder today if her brother had not carried her up on the waist, she almost did not escape. Now, if you look closely, I can see that I am really Dry mouth.

Although I am a female sex, I am not a beast and pervert, I immediately stopped my thief eyes, and I was also a little afraid of my sister-in-law being jealous, if I made her mad, I would not sleep this night. I wanted it several times before. When approaching other women, they were horribly choppy, and in the end they said that I was ghastly and evil.

There is nothing to tidy up in the study, it's just that the quilts are messed up, just tidy up.

"Okay, it's a bit late, you go to bed first, and we will leave early tomorrow morning." Zhao Qian's natural movements have the quiet temperament that every young lady has, and she is about the same age as me, which really makes men move.

"You go to bed early too, don't oversleep tomorrow." I laughed and teased her.

Zhao Qian gave me an angry look, then smiled: "Well, well, so do you."

I watched her go out and locked the door before opening grandma's leather suitcase.

There are not many things in the box. They are some brand-new fabrics given to grandma by others. Inside are carefully wrapped a book of "Primary School Workbook" printed in traditional Chinese on the cover, and some empty urns with densely packed urns. After sculpting some spells, I saw that it was much more advanced than Xiao Ligui's soul urn, and I couldn't help thinking that it might be something grandma had used.

Little Ligui stood next to me, and when he saw that I took out one of the urns that had broken a small hole, he stretched out his hands, held the empty urn in his arms, and kept stroking it with a sad expression on his face.

I think this ghost who lived in the empty soul urn may be a very important companion of Little Li Ghost, otherwise Little Li Ghost would not have this expression.

Then I found another cracked soul urn in another package. Although this soul urn was carved with seal scripts, the degree of damage was even more shocking, and it could hardly maintain the prototype.

Little Ligui burst into tears when he saw this jar. I have guessed it. This box is the box that grandma brought out of Xiaoyi Village to find someone to settle the account. The soul urn in it should be the real actual combat that the grandmother kept close by. It's a ghost.

Turning over to the back, there are some soul urn fragments wrapped in a big red cloth. These fragments are horribly broken, like someone falling to the ground, even the shape is lost.

I can imagine the fierceness of this battle, even between grandma waved and stunned, the spectacle of spirits rising, a hundred ghosts walking every day, I took out the simple soul urn of the little ghost from my trouser pocket, and in contrast, my heart turned thousands of times. Back.

If you want to talk about the sophistication of the soul urn, this soul urn is not of the same grade as the ones that were broken before. It is possible that one is a little ghost and the other is a ghost king.

Grandma brought some powerful ghosts, and she was reluctant to take the little ghosts. Maybe she knew there was no return on this trip.

The wind behind me blew up inexplicably, and I knew that the nine princesses were also angry.

Little Ligui’s pale hands kept mosuo on the fragments, his mouth was pursed, tears fell like beads, and he choked silently. It seems that the ruined soul urns have experienced a cruel The war caused the ghost smoke inside to disappear, and the soul urn burst.

And the relationship between the little ghosts and these ghosts is probably not only between friends, but also between masters and apprentices and parents.

I stretched out my hands and held the little Li Gui lightly in my arms: "We will retaliate for this hatred. We will retaliate how it came from. Let's send them to **** together!"

Little Ligui hugged me aggrievedly and burst into tears. Perhaps, this is the first time she and I really had a heart-to-heart relationship.

Soothing the little Li Gui, I started to pick up my grandmother’s yellowed primary school workbook. After reading a few pages, I found that this book turned out to be my grandma’s life notes. Each record contains all the things she has experienced. .

It is recorded from the grandmother's inheritance of Taoism until the last page returns to Xiaoyi Village.

After counting the age of my grandmother, I found that the previous resume was quite a lot, and it accounted for more than half before the age of 30. I didn't look at it carefully, and because I participated in the latter part, I focused on reading it, except for the scribbles. , The writing is also very simple.

It is like the section of the nine princesses recorded in the back: Taoist inheritance, nine daughters of the sky, resurrected in the world, rescued to death, all people are blood-clothed, gods and ghosts, asking for everything, marrying my grandson, fortunately .

This paragraph shows the grandmother's happiness, but it is just a point to repeat, because at the very beginning, when she was in her twenties, there was another paragraph: the inheritance of Taoism, the nine daughters of heaven. , Ooh sad.

It shows that the nine princesses are very arrogant, and the way of raising ghosts has been passed down from the Taoist generation. In fact, she is not only a **** but also a ghost, she is immortal, she seems to be very powerful, but for several generations about her achievements. There is almost no record. It seems very difficult to invite. Grandma tried to invite the nine princesses when she was young, but failed to invite it.

Until I finally agreed to marry me as a child bride, I guess my grandmother couldn't figure it out.

However, there are also records in the diary about the place where the grandmother went after her debut, where the grievances were very serious, and she worked so hard to subdue and nurture the ghost, and then there were some things about her carrying the ghost face to fight for justice.

Thinking of the ghost face, I opened the suitcase and found a ghost face. This ghost face can cover most of the face, leaving only the right part of the face empty. Seeing that the trace is cracked, once grandma encounters a battle, or does not want to Where the identity is revealed, it is estimated that there will be a ghost face. It looks gloomy. It is a thing that a villain will bring. No wonder someone called the grandmother'Old Demon Zhou'. After taking it, it is estimated that men and women are not clear.

The lines painted on the mask are very simple and clear. They are extremely hideous. It is estimated to be from the pre-Qin period. There are many irregular scratches on it. They should be antiques. However, if you bring them in today's era, they will call you a fool. Going to the antique market can sell a lot of money.

Thinking that I put it back in the box, although I wouldn't sell it, I didn't plan to take it with me. After that, I continued to look for clues about the little Ligui in the primary school workbook.

Until I saw the middle-aged grandmother, my fingers finally stopped: Yinfeng town, where a phoenix had come, hidden a lone lotus, provoked me to beg for mercy, and for the rest of my life, I was lonely and accompanied.

Little Ligui burst into laughter at this time, as if it was her.

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

After contacting my grandmother at this time, I think that Yinfeng Town is the dead town, isn't the little ghost from the dead town?

"You are from Yinfeng Town? You are from Death Town?" I asked.

Little Ligui nodded, but shook his head again.

"There was a phoenix here, that means you didn’t belong to Yinfeng Town, but you died in Yinfeng Town? Then you found it out to your grandmother and brought it home?" I asked, so little Ligui is indeed grandmother. Decades ago, I was not raising the ghosts for actual combat, but just bringing them home to accompany the rest of my life because of loneliness. At that time, it happened that my grandmother was planning to live in Xiaoyitun, lonely and lonely.

Little Ligui nodded fiercely this time, seeming to confirm what I said.

From this, I also aroused all kinds of conjectures about Xiaoli’s ghost life. Of course, if I want to get the information I really want, it is probably after I learn ghost language. The most important step is ghost language. Practice.

After returning from Yinfeng Town, the things recorded in the diary were obviously less, and the time gap was getting longer and longer. Most of them were after grandma found the deserted Xiaoyitun, and people came to her after all the hardships. And because of her own sake, she was willing to live in Xiaoyitun and other things.