Shen Bin stared at the void for a long time, and did not see the ghost respond, and suddenly felt a little lost, who was controlling his soul and life?

"You want to see me." The ghost's voice appeared abruptly.

Shen Bin was stunned for a moment, then stood up from the Taishi chair in front of the case, looked around the room, but only heard his voice, and did not see anyone appear, could it be that he was hallucinating? Shen Binfu sat in front of the desk again, no, it was this voice controller who gave the order to rush and kill himself, and then controlled himself to kill among the Turkic people.

"Can you come out and see me, play with my life and actions in applause, why don't you show your true face." Shen Bin pressed the void again.

"I can't see you, you and I can't see each other." The ghost directly rejected Shen Bin, but he didn't want to explain why.

"Why? I was going to college well, but you brought me to the Tang Dynasty several times, who did I recruit and provoke? No, you have to come out, we two have to talk, if it doesn't work, I'll fight with you. I didn't learn Western swordsmanship in vain for a few years. ”

Shen Bin was a little angry, turned around and walked to the saber in front of the bed, and drew his sword, this feeling of being led by the nose was really bad, he had to talk to this ghost-like ghost.

"Do you think you can beat me?" After the ghost's voice was finished, the sword in Shen Bin's hand fell to the ground, and Shen Bin's hands were not controlled, but after his hands, his whole body walked towards the desk uncontrollably, sitting on the Taishi chair, holding a pen in his right hand, and unconsciously writing the folds.

"What do you want to do? I'll admit that I can't beat you at all, what do you want to be? Shen Bin found that all he seemed to be able to control was his mouth. Soon a book was written, and Shen Bin took a look at it and found that he couldn't understand what he had written.

It is said that people have to bow their heads under the eaves, Shen Bin felt that it seemed that there was no benefit at all to consuming it with the ghost in front of him, let alone negotiating, he was afraid that he would not even have the right to speak, so Shen Bin decided to bow his head first.

"Okay, I'm not asking you to come out, and I'm not threatening you to send me back, so can you let me know why you sent me here?"

As soon as Shen Bin finished speaking, he found that his body was under his control again, but Shen Bin didn't dare to threaten with any sword anymore, even if he got the sword, it would be in vain, why bother. It's better to try to negotiate first, at least to gain some freedom for yourself.

"It's fate that you've come here, and it's my duty to protect you and help you when necessary."

"And who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, to put it bluntly, I'm just a wisp of soul in your family, and I've been ordered to guard it for thousands of years."

"Is everybody in my family coming back here?"

"No, it's just you, it's only your blood that activates the spirit of the Wordless Sutra, that is, me. The wordless scripture records the history of the Tang Dynasty from the early days to its collapse for hundreds of years, and I am responsible for sending you back, and I can't reveal anything else. ”

"What is the wordless scripture? There is not a word on it, but you say that it records the rise and fall of the entire prosperous Tang Dynasty. ”

"Sometimes there are things that don't need to be written down, and slowly you will understand."

Shen Bin listened to the ghost for a long time, and naturally understood that he couldn't escape the fate of this crossing, it didn't matter, he wouldn't die anyway, and this ghost would help him when necessary, he didn't have to think about so many things at all, in fact, it was good. For example, now, after winning the battle, even the folds have been written for himself, so can he enjoy the brocade clothes and jade food to the fullest, and then learn about the graceful demeanor of the beauties of the Tang Dynasty, Shen Bin thought and couldn't help but sit there and laugh.

"Don't expect me to help you all the time."

Shen Bin found that every time he thought about something beautiful, this ghost would always pour a basin of cold water on himself, as if he could see through what he wanted to do. But to be honest, looking at Shen Bin sitting there and knowing the obscenity, I'm afraid that a fool will also know what he wants to do. "What do you mean?" Although he was not satisfied with the ghost interrupting his fantasies, Shen Bin still had to figure out the situation, what does it mean not to help him all the time.

"You just have to remember that your time travel will be random, and you will stay here longer and longer, unless the opportunity comes, you can go back, but the length of time you are here will not affect your modern life, no matter how long you are here, there is only one night in modern times, that is, the time you fall asleep at night. Also, you must often play games, I am the village chief in your game, I will take you in the early stage, but in the later stage, you will slowly rely on yourself. ”

Hearing the ghost's explanation, Shen Bin was a little anxious, what does it mean to rely on yourself, please, I don't know much about the Tang Dynasty, the text is different, I can't understand the traditional Chinese characters of the Tang Dynasty, and there are so many etiquettes, it's good to kill your head if you don't make trouble. How can there be such a thing, the key is that the time you don't cross depends on the chance, what is the chance? It's tiring enough to go to school every day, so there's no need to toss so much at night.

"Can you tell me how to end the crossing?"

"I can't." The answer was only a firm no.

"Can you help me all the time? Until the opportunity comes, aren't you here to help me? ”

"I can't."

"Can you instill all the history of the Tang Dynasty into my head, like a computer copy and paste?"

"No, you can't. Don't think about it so much, there is nothing so good in the world. The ghost's voice seemed to be mocking Shen Bin.

Shen Bin suddenly felt a little desperate, he didn't have anything to talk about with this ghost at all, everything was still in his hands. Shen Bin was suddenly a little decadent, if only he could take his father to cross, he is a professor of history, and he will definitely be able to help himself. That's right, bring your father, Shen Bin had a flash of inspiration in his mind, wouldn't everything be easier to do with his father. "Can I bring someone here?"

"Yes."

When the ghost's affirmative voice remembered, Shen Bin jumped up from the chair at once, "yes, that's great." The chair behind him was suddenly overturned by the magnitude of Shen Bin standing up. Shen Bin hurriedly went to help him up again, and he was already excited to sit down again.

"Can I take my dad with me?" Shen Bin asked cautiously, for fear that the ghost would change his attention.

"I can't."

Sure enough, the ghost can't negotiate, as soon as he said it was okay here, he regretted it again, Shen Bin sat down on the chair in a fit of anger, not wanting to put the chair in place just now, Shen Bin's ass really sat on the ground, and then turned his feet to the sky, like a big king. This time the slump was too ruthless, Shen Bin felt that his buttocks seemed to be like a flowering pain, and he immediately bared his teeth, but he didn't forget to ask, "Why?" ”