Hui Ling stood behind me, which made me feel very unsure.

The back should not be exposed to others, especially not to the enemy.

Hui Ling is not an enemy, but she is definitely not someone I can trust.

So I turned around.

I didn't expect Hui Ling to be so fast that he was standing behind me again.

He said faintly, "You don't trust me? ”

I didn't speak.

Hui Ling laughed: "You don't trust me, why did you come in?" ”

I whispered, "I want to ask for something." ”

Hui Ling obviously guessed what I was here for, but he still asked, "What do you want?" ”

I said faintly, "I want something to replace Fuya." ”

Hui Ling grinned: "Another lost soul." ”

I didn't speak, I was waiting for Hui Ling to make a request.

There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and Hui Ling can't give me anything for nothing.

Sure enough, he said faintly, "You need to use one thing as collateral." ”

I asked, "What is it?" ”

Hui Ling said, "Your birth date is eight characters. ”

My heart sank.

Birthday, how can you give it to others casually? Especially this kind of ghost, after getting a person's birthday, this person is almost defenseless to him.

If he did something behind his back, wouldn't I be miserable?

Hui Ling laughed: "Don't worry, as long as you return my things within the specified time, I will give you your birthday." I'm definitely not going to move. ”

I frowned: "So, you didn't sell me something, but lent it to me?" ”

Hui Ling said faintly: "The thing that replaces the soul of Fu Ya is called Hui Ling wine." This wine is extremely precious, and when you drink it, it will turn into a soul and support your body. ”

"When you're done with it, take out the soul and give it back to me to make new wine. If you want to have Huiling Wine forever, then it is not something that you can exchange for the Eight Characters of Birthday. Need something more valuable, you shouldn't be able to get out. ”

I was silent for a while, and then I confessed, "But I can't trust you." What should I do if you turn around and hurt me after you get my birthday? ”

Hui Ling smiled: "This is very simple, you can put the eight characters in this box." ”

Then, Hui Ling took out two iron rods from under the counter.

He manipulated an iron rod in one hand, like chopsticks, and pinched something out of the darkness.

As soon as I looked at it, I took a step back.

Ghost box, that's right, this is the ghost box.

I once saw the illustration in the Golden Sutra.

The ghost box looks like a box, but there are a lot of ghosts painted on it.

Inside each ghost in the painting, there is a powerful ghost.

The ghost is currently dormant, but once it wakes up, it will devour anyone who wants to approach the ghost box.

Therefore, Hui Ling didn't dare to touch the ghost box with his hands, and chose to use an iron rod to clip the ghost box out, just in case.

He put the ghost box on the counter, smiled and said, "You can put your birthday in it, I will never look at it." You also know, with these ghosts guarding, I can't see it. ”

I thought about it for a moment and nodded slowly.

However, I still asked very cautiously: "Even if I use the Eight Characters of Birth as collateral and borrow your Huiling wine." You didn't lend it to me for nothing, did you? ”

"Don't you need to take something from me?"

Hui Ling smiled: "That's right, I do want to take something from you." ”

He leaned over, sniffed at me, and then said faintly, "You are a living person, but when you came in, you were calm and not a little nervous. And the aura on your body is also stronger than that of ordinary people, if I'm not mistaken, you should be a cultivator, right? ”

I didn't say anything, and gave him a tacit acquiescence.

Hui Lin said: "Cultivator, it should be easy to catch a few ghosts. I hope that when you return my Wisdom Wine, you will bring three ghosts with you. ”

"You give me the ghost, and I'll give you back your eight characters. What do you think? ”

I asked curiously, "What do you want your soul for?" ”

Hui Ling smiled: "Wine." ”

When I heard this, I almost threw up.

It turns out that this is how Huiling wine came from.

But on second thought, this is normal. If this is not the case, how can Huiling wine make up for the soul that people lack?

In fact, this kind of thing, as long as you overcome the psychological barrier, it is nothing.

The so-called brewing should be erasing the sanity of the soul, leaving only their yin energy.

I thought about it and agreed to Hui Ling.

There are too many damn ghosts in the world, these ghosts are doing evil, harming the living, catching a few and handing them over to Hui Ling, it's nothing at all.

Seeing that I agreed, Hui Ling immediately grinned, and then he pointed to the ghost box: "Please put your birthday eight characters in it." ”

Hui Ling handed me a pen and paper, but I didn't take it.

I took out the yellow paper I had brought with me and wrote my birthday on it. Then he drew a thunder charm on the back.

If Hui Ling doesn't peek, that's fine, if he dares to open the box and peek, Lei Fu will make him suffer a little.

What's more, the thunder talisman will turn into fly ash after it is used up, and at that time, the eight characters written on the other side will also disappear.

It's safe.

After I finished writing the eight characters, I folded up the yellow paper, held it in the palm of my hand, and walked towards the ghost box.

The ghosts painted on the ghost box are all asleep.

I cautiously walked over and put my hand on the lid of the box, trying to lift it open.

As a result, as soon as I touched the box, I immediately retracted my hand.

This box is horrible.

It was soft, it was warm, and it even trembled gently, like a living thing.

Hui Ling stared at me with a faint gaze from the side.

I took a breath and kept putting my hands on it.

Then I opened the ghost box.

There was nothing in it, it was empty.

I threw the yellow paper in and closed the lid.

Luckily, I didn't wake up the ghost on the box.

Then I took out another needle and punctured my finger.

The Hui Ling next to him said faintly, "Sure enough, it's a cultivator." ”

I ignored him.

Fortunately, I have the Golden Experience, otherwise, I would have been pitted by Hui Ling this time.

According to the Jin Kui Sutra, the ghosts on the ghost box are usually asleep. But as soon as they smell blood, they immediately come to their senses.

They will be awake for a long time, during which time they will devour everyone and ghosts who dare to touch the ghost box.

If you want to open the ghost box and take the contents inside, you can only get there by the person who drips blood. Only he can open the ghost box again.

When the contents of the ghost box are removed, the ghosts will fall into a deep sleep again, silently waiting for the next person.

I squeezed my fingers hard and dripped a bit of blood onto the top of the box.

The blood was quickly absorbed by the ghost box.

Soon, I saw one of the ghosts, and opened his eyes strangely.

Then the second, the third......

After these ghosts woke up, the temperature in the commissary suddenly dropped by several degrees.

They didn't make a sound, but I heard a ghost crying wolf howling in my heart.

Hui Ling is even more afraid to touch the ghost box now.

He used two iron rods to re-clamp the ghost box and put it in the corner.

When he took the rod back, I saw a lot of tooth marks on it.

Hui Ling breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay now, your eight characters are placed here for me, and I can't peek at them, so it's absolutely safe now." ”

I asked, "Can you give me the Wisdom Wine now?" ”

Hui Ling smiled: "If you are destined, I can give it to you." ”

As soon as I heard the word "destined person", I suddenly became a little unhappy.

Jin Kui Xiangjing mentioned that Hui Ling likes to give wine to people who are destined.

The so-called destined people are nothing more than stupid people.

Hui Ling will read some of her own poems or articles for these fools to appreciate.

If the listener points out the shortcomings, it means that there is nothing wrong with the man's arrow, and Hui Ling will not give him the wine.

I don't think it's a good poem.

However, anyway, it's for Huiling wine, so bear with it and praise a few words.

Sure enough, Hui Ling picked up the book on the counter.

He smiled and said to me, "This is the work I just wrote, I'll read a paragraph, you can see how it goes." ”

I nodded.

Hui Ling cleared her throat and began to read.

I only listened to it for three minutes, and suddenly I was covered in cold sweat and my scalp began to tingle.