Gu Xi was silently surprised, she would actually invite a ghost? He hasn't learned this kind of skill yet.

Feng Xiaoxun's eyes flashed slightly, the corners of his lips hooked up a smile of unknown meaning, glanced at Fang Xiyan, and did not speak.

The sand table, the wooden stick was quickly prepared, Fang Xiyan closed his eyes slightly to cast a spell, and a light blue spell swirled in the air, burning silently-

Gradually, a large shadow was formed, covering a large area of the sky above the three of them.

After a moment's effort, there seemed to be an inexplicable air flow surging in the air, and it was originally a sunny noon, but it suddenly became cold.

In a trance, a few faint shadows floated over, circling around the sand table.

Feng Xiaoxun's narrow eyes narrowed, he knew two of these shadows, it was the cowherd and Aunt Li-

It's just that they look extremely dazed, and they don't seem to know what is going on.

Here it comes! Fang Xiyan breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the sand table and the wooden stick, and also pasted a spell on the wooden stick: "Little Niu, Aunt Li, who killed you, do you remember?" Remember to write it down on this sand table. ”

The two shadows circled around the sandbox, but they didn't touch the stick.

"Write it down, and we can find the culprit and avenge you!" Fang Xiyan is kind and seductive.

The two shadows looked at her blankly and shook their heads.

"Why don't you write it? What are the scruples? Or do you not know who killed you? Fang Xiyan twisted his eyebrows.

"Phew!" Feng Xiaoxun on the side suddenly laughed.

Fang Xiyan glared at him: "Little ghost, what are you laughing at?" ”

Feng Xiaoxun leaned against a pillar with his arms crossed, and said lazily: "They don't know a single big character, what do you ask them to write?" ”

Fang Xiyan: "......" Why did she forget this?!

She looked at the floating ghosts with some embarrassment.

Ghosts and people belong to two worlds, and they look close, but in fact they are just parallels.

She could see them with her spells, but couldn't really talk to them.

Unless they are refined into her envoy spirits, they can talk face-to-face.

But once they are refined into envoy spirits, they cannot be reincarnated again for a hundred years.

Besides, this kind of thing must be done with your willingness, and no one can force them unless they are willing.

Fang Xiyan thought for a while, and looked at the ghosts with a pleasant face: "Which of you is willing to be my imperial envoy spirit?" ”

The ghosts looked at each other, not understanding what they meant.

"The spirit of the envoy is always by my side for me to call and do things for me, and in return, I can give you the best food and drink, so that you can live a comfortable life, and you will no longer suffer from wind and frost...... However, you can't be reincarnated within a hundred years......" Fang Xiyan patiently explained, explaining all the advantages and disadvantages.

The blueprint she drew was so beautiful that almost all the ghosts around her showed a look of yearning.

Especially the cowherd, he was even more happy.

He was displaced during his lifetime, living without a piece of tiles, hungry, and suffering from hardship, the kind of life that Fang Xiyan said was exactly what he once dreamed of, and he longed for it very much.

Besides, he has always liked this little fairy who fell from the sky, if he could follow her, wouldn't it be wonderful?

It fluttered forward, and wanted to bow down to Fang Xiyan, indicating that he was extremely willing.

Feng Xiaoxun's face changed! Xiyan is his!