In the dead of night, Liang Qiuqiu quietly got out of bed while his classmates in the dormitory were asleep, picked up a red notepad next to the pillow, and tiptoed open the door and left.

Her movements were light and did not wake anyone.

The hallway was dimly lit, and the building seemed lifeless. She yawned slightly, and walked towards the end.

At this time, Liang Qiuqiu was wearing pajamas and his hair was scattered, and if he was bumped into by a classmate who was up at night, he would definitely be startled.

"One, two, three, four......"

Liang Qiuqiu looked down at the red notepad, the pages inside were written with some drawing symbols that ordinary people couldn't understand, and each letter was like music beating, which was the common language of psychic families.

Just yesterday, she spotted an ethereal spirit floating around at the top of the building's stairs.

Hmm, as the seventh generation psychic of the Liang family, shouldn't she do something?

At the end of the corridor was the stairwell, Liang Qiuqiu pushed open the door, and the chandelier hanging overhead flashed and flickered, and suddenly all went out!

The whole building was silent, except for the ticking sound in the corner ahead.

If this were an ordinary schoolgirl, I wouldn't know what it would be like to be scared, but who is she? I have seen all kinds of ghosts since I was a child, and now I am only facing a small virtual spirit that can't hurt people.

Liang Qiuqiu turned on the flashlight, shone at the figure behind the door, and said expressionlessly: "Hey." ”

After shouting, she aimed her flashlight at her face.

The figure slowly turned his head, and the moment he saw Liang Qiuqiu, he suddenly hugged his head and screamed: "Ah!! - mother save me - !!"

What the hell, so daring?

Liang Qiuqiu put down the flashlight, shook her head helplessly, she walked over and sat down next to the void spirit.

"Why do you stay here all day and night?"

The little thing didn't seem to have eased up, he desperately squeezed into the corner, and found that there was no way to retreat, so he could only tremble and say, "I...... I do not know...... I'm just here as soon as I wake up and I don't know where I'm going...... Woowoo woo ......"

The more he talked, the more he felt wronged, his mouth flattened, and he began to cry.

Liang Qiuqiu opened the small red notebook, scratching something on it, she looked at the little ghost huddled in the corner from time to time, and said half-jokingly and half-discussively: "If I send you back to the underworld, what can you give me?"

As soon as he heard this, the little ghost immediately stopped crying, and he lowered his head and rummaged through his pockets, but he didn't find anything.

No baby...... Woo-woo, he started crying again.

Liang Qiuqiu used spiritual magic to separate the two from the outside world, and in this turquoise blue barrier, the surroundings were bright. And that little ghost is crying with snot and tears.

Liang Qiuqiu handed over the tissue, "I don't need you to give it now, you just need to remember this kindness, and after returning to the underworld, pick the leaves next to the third bridge you pass by and give it to me, even if it is your reward." ”

After opening the gate of the Ming Realm, there will be three long bridges in the long golden river. And after the last one is in Tongguò, it has completely arrived at "Pingchuan", also known as the Corpse Soul Realm. There are many spirits and ghosts living there, and they grow a special plant called the "Purple Tree".

The leaves of the violet tree are rich purple, diamond-shaped, palm-sized, and dazzling from afar.

Each leaf is placed in a glass jar containing the Santu River, and when the leaves slowly melt in the water, they will take out a cup and drink it into their bodies, so as to obtain a divination of life and death.

However, if you want to practice a useful cup of purple water, you need 3,000 leaves, and you have to bear the risk of failure, which is difficult to imagine.

There are many psychics who have no way to go and know the future in their lifetime.

The little void spirit took the tissue, looked at Liang Qiuqiu with a wink, and asked in disbelief, "Really?"

Liang Qiuqiu nodded very seriously.

The little ghost rubbed his red nose with his hand and said softly, "But I don't want to go to the underworld yet......"

Hearing this, a flash of light flashed in Liang Qiuqiu's eyes, she narrowed her eyes and smiled, and said extremely enthusiastically: "If you have any unfulfilled wishes, I can help you fulfill them, but the reward will become—" She stretched out five fingers and shook them twice, the smile on her face even brighter.

If it's just a little imp in Pudu, you won't make much money at all, but if you can do something for them, the reward is quite good!

However, this is just a small void spirit, and it can't give anything too good, and those ghosts who can give good things, Liang Qiuqiu's spiritual skills are not enough to do things for them.

"I ...... I want to ......" The little ghost wanted to speak and stopped, and then saw Liang Qiuqiu's encouraging eyes, he finally clenched his fists and shouted: "I want to become a Super Saiyan and save the world!!"

The smile on Liang Qiuqiu's lips froze, and she immediately shook her head and said, "No." ”

"Then become Ultraman!"

"No, it doesn't. ”

After being rejected twice in a row, the imp began to pout again, and a pair of beautiful eyes immediately became foggy.

Liang Qiuqiu sighed lightly, she handed over a tissue again, and patiently explained: "Dear, we are just psychics, we can only complete some regretful things for you, and this kind of wish of yours is really difficult for a strong man." Otherwise, I'll send you back to the underworld first, and then be a superman when you are reincarnated in the next life, okay?"

In fact, the little ghost looks like he is eight or nine years old, with a baby face, big eyes and long eyelashes, and when he is alive, he must be a beautiful little Shota like a ceramic.

He is two or three years younger than Liang Qiuqiu, but because Liang Qiuqiu is now the heart of Lori's body sister, her tone is like a big sister in front of this virtual spirit.

"Not good. Xiao Zhengtai said aggrievedly.

"Well, good babies have candy. Liang Qiuqiu coaxed.

"Sister, I'm not dead yet, I just can't find my body!"

The little ghost raised his face and looked at Liang Qiuqiu pitifully, as if he was asking for her help.

Hearing this, Liang Qiuqiu frowned slightly, this little guy is just out of his body? The index finger and middle finger of her right hand were attached to her forehead, and soon a pale blue light faintly appeared on her fingertips, she closed her eyes, and only by her breath could sense whether what this little guy said was true.

It seems like...... It is true that he did not sense that he belonged to the soul of the underworld.

Could it be that his body is still lying in a hospital bed somewhere, and he is really just out of body?

"Sister, if you can help me find my body, I will definitely give you a lot of things!"

Liang Qiuqiu leaned against the wall and shook his head helplessly, "I don't have any rare things in the Yang Realm. ”

Just kidding, her Liang family can be regarded as the richest man in City A, what do you want, all she wants now is the leaves of the violet tree, that's all.

The little ghost lowered his head, as if he was very sad.

Liang Qiuqiu sighed, "If you don't want to leave, I won't embarrass you, just wander slowly, and when you meet other psychics, maybe they will be willing to help you." ”

She stood up, intending to leave.

The little ghost head stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of her clothes, his big eyes were full of tears, "Sister, I can't get out of this house, there are terrible things outside...... xh118