Originally, I wanted to ask Aunt Lin what was unlucky about this book, but I didn't expect her to stop talking, silently register us, and then casually threw the book in front of me, meaning like I don't want to take it or not.

Seeing this Aunt Lin suddenly seemed to be a different person, although she felt strange in her heart, she also followed my wishes. I thought there was a ghost on her, but when I looked closely, there was nothing.

The two of us took the books and walked out of the library, but we didn't expect Fu Jiu to be waiting for us at the door. He glanced at the book I was holding, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "I knew you might encounter this kind of thing again." ”

I'm too lazy to complain about myself myself. I got into the car and planned to go back to the dormitory to see what the book was all about.

"Brother Jiu, do you know about Lin Fang?" I flipped through the book and asked Fu Jiu, but Wang Jing grabbed the book and flipped it from beginning to end: "Why is this book blank?"

"Blank?" I leaned over to look, "Isn't there writing and drawing on it?"

Wang Jing shook his head. It seems that this book is really tailor-made for me.

"Lin Fang, I don't seem to have heard of this name. But four years ago, in that library, a schoolgirl committed suicide. And the scene is strange. ”

One night four years ago, a female student sneaked into the library, which was supposed to be locked. The schoolgirl placed an incense burner candle in the corner of the second floor, cut off her wrists, and drew a strange figure on the ground with blood. In the middle of the figure is this "Yin and Yang Theory". The next morning, when the caretaker opened the door, she found her body, bleeding dry, and she was still smiling. There is blood in one place, but the surroundings of this book are clean. After the incident, the book was taken away by the police, but I didn't expect it to disappear on the day I took it. When Fu Jiu and the others sent someone to collect the soul of the female student, they found that her soul was wrong, as if a part of it had been sucked away. The mutilated soul can't be brought back to reincarnate, so she can only find a way to take her away when she herself is willing to reincarnate.

"So, Lin Fang did a ritual that he didn't know what to do with the nonsense he heard from somewhere?" Wang Jing asked puzzled.

"I heard the second boss say that the figure is a soul exchange ritual that once appeared in ancient folk. The living forcibly bring the souls of the dead back to the present world through rituals. But no one has succeeded, and the second boss has not studied further. ”

Soul changing, whether it's true or fake, this courage is really not small.

The library is not far from the dormitory, and the car came back after a while. I wanted to go back to the dormitory to study and study, so I said goodbye to Fu Jiuwang.

When I hurried back to the dormitory, the third child was standing at the door of the dormitory with instant noodles.

"What new way of eating are you researching, and it's more delicious to eat at the door now?" I looked at the third child amusedly, and when I saw the room clearly, I couldn't laugh anymore.

Fu Jiu's second boss, my ghost daughter-in-law is still wearing that red wedding dress, and she is standing there so straight with her hijab covered.

I patted the third child on the shoulder speechlessly: "Okay, it's all a family, let's go into the house and eat." You're welcome. ”

In fact, I'm also afraid of accidentally off this female ghost who has been dead for thousands of years.

I entered the house with a big grin, threw my backpack on my bed, looked at the two bosses, and suddenly I didn't know where I had the courage to lift her hijab to see what it looked like, the hand that had just stretched out was intercepted in the air by her, and the hand without body temperature grabbed my wrist like this, I couldn't help but feel excited.

"What, look, every time I see you, you're like this, can you surprise me?" I looked at her boldly. She let go of her hand, snapped her fingers, and in the blink of an eye, she actually turned into Wang Jing's appearance.

"The book, give it to me. She stretched out her hand, looking at her appearance, I actually thought that maybe this was Wang Jing's joke with me, exactly the same face and figure. The only difference between her and Wang Jing is that she has no body temperature.

I groaned, pulled out the book of life and death she had given me before from my backpack and handed it to her. She took it in her hand, and unexpectedly reached out to me, "Another book." ”

The other book in my hand is this one "The Theory of Yin and Yang", and I haven't read it yet.

I glanced at her cold eyes and gave her the book. I didn't expect her to take the book in her hand and tear it up!

"Hey, what are you doing, I have to return this book!" I was anxious.

She tore the book to shreds and threw it to the ground, and when she turned to leave, she said, "This book cannot be left in the sun." Starting tomorrow, the three of you are going to do me a favor. If you have done a good job, I will return Wang Jing's soul to you in its entirety. Specifically, Fu Jiu will tell you tomorrow. He's going with you. ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she vanished. I looked at the shredded paper on the ground, and I really didn't know how to tell Aunt Lin.

The third child kept holding him instant noodles, and now he took a bite of relief: "Oops, I'm so scared that I don't even dare to eat it." It's all cold. Speaking of which, the fourth, your brother and sister are really not easy to mess with. ”

"Nonsense, you. If your thousand-year-old brother and sister want us to die, it's like stepping on an ant. "I picked up a few pieces of shredded paper, and I found that the pages with the pictures seemed to be barely able to put together. "Hurry up and eat, let's play puzzles when we're done." ”

"What??" The third child glanced at the paper on the ground, "People have a picture of the puzzle, it's all a pile of white paper, tear it up." ”

I forgot that Wang Jing couldn't see it, so he couldn't see it. It seems that this is a fateful thing that I have to do on my own.

I put it together from noon until night, and finally I taped the pages with the pictures. My eyes were bleeding from exhaustion.

Coincidentally, these pages are written about an ancient ritual, the ritual of Lin Fang's suicide. On paper, it probably means that this ritual allows the real god to help and fulfill that person's wishes. It is not difficult to understand why Lin Fang's body was smiling when it was found the next day. But it doesn't mean much to me, I just want to know what Tai Sui Rou can do.

The third hundred sat on the bed boredly and looked at me: "Fourth, you have been fighting all afternoon, it is really not good, brother will pay to buy you a few large pieces of white paper, rice paper." ”

"Go, go, go. I glared at him, "You'd better prepare for tomorrow." It must not be a good thing. ”

I swept the glued paper into the drawer. We'll have to talk about how to return this book.

Just as I was about to close the drawer, it occurred to me. If what I said above is true, then I can use this ritual to snatch back Wang Jing's complete soul?

The thought flashed through me. This approach is too risky.

I looked out the window, and it was already dark. At this time, I don't want to go out again, so I just make some instant noodles.

The third child put the instant noodle box under my bed, which is quite convenient anyway. I was lying on the ground trying to pull out a bowl of instant noodles, when suddenly a child's white hand came out from under the bed!

"it!"