Qin Yong looked at me with firm eyes, and he also came with confidence, smiled and punched me in the shoulder, raised his head and said heroically:

"What my grandfather didn't finish tonight, I'm going to help him!"

With that, we didn't delay any longer, and went straight out of the library to his house.

Halfway through, I took a fluke and sent a message to Su Chunxiao and made another call, but to no avail.

Thinking that Su Chunxiao has been hurt since she was with me, I began to feel guilty again, and I didn't know what Liu Jing wanted me to do when I went to the ghost temple.

Qin Yong's house was already very close to the school, and it didn't take long for him to take me to an old house.

The house is very large, but it looks old, and it can be seen that it is where Old Man Qin lived during his lifetime.

Thinking about what I heard from my classmates before, Qin Yong grew up with his grandfather, and when I saw Qin Yong taking out the key, I asked in a low voice:

"Are you going to live alone with your grandfather now?"

Qin Yong shook his head with gloomy eyes and said:

"I live in my aunt's house now, and my grandfather's house has been sold by them, saying that it is my child support that someone will come to clean up after a while, but I will come to see it every day."

In fact, Qin Yong is not easy, his grandfather who depends on him died tragically, and the house left to him now was also sold by his own aunt, I didn't ask the details between this, as long as there are adults intervening in this kind of thing, as a student, there is no room for fighting back, and now it is good to be able to take Qin Yong to live at home.

As he spoke, Qin Yong opened the door.

This is the first time I have come to Mr. Qin's house, the house is very cool and clean, although it is not attached to the floor, but it is still very refreshing, all the furniture is wooden, it looks quite old.

Qin Yong led me into one of the rooms, and as soon as I entered the door, I saw a wall of ancestral spiritual tablets, candles lit on the table, and an incense pot with incense in the center.

Qin Yong walked over first, took three new incense sticks and lit them, bowed respectfully to the spiritual seat three times, and then inserted them into the incense pot.

When he saw me standing at the door, he waved at me and said:

"It's okay, come in, I won't have much chance to see you in the future anyway."

I looked up at the dozens of spirit cards, Qin Yong pointed to the bottom one and said:

"This is my grandfather's."

"The thirty-seventh generation of disciples, Qin Beidou."

Looking at these, I am also full of feelings, how many years of Taoism inheritance is this, and now there is a half-hung student Qin Yong left.

But after all, they are all spiritual positions, and I don't dare to stay and watch them for long, so I panicked, so I beckoned Qin Yong to hurry up and do business.

Then he led me around the corner into another room.

There are a lot of things in it, like a general store, with wood, cloth, paper, and all kinds of boxes and jars.

As soon as I saw the altar, I felt a shadow in my heart, and at that time, I was frightened by the evil spirit of the man in black and suffered internal injuries, and I asked in fear:

"There's nothing in that jar, right?"

Qin Yong was slightly stunned, and asked me seriously:

"Do you mean raising imps?"

Without waiting for me to answer, Qin Yong walked over directly and opened the lid, which frightened me by taking a few steps back, and he said with a smile:

"Grandpa's biggest hate in front of him is to raise little ghosts and the like, so he definitely won't raise it himself, which are all flour and glutinous rice that are often used."

I just let out a sigh, walked over cautiously, and looked up, sure enough, there were two jars of white rice noodles.

Qin Yong looked around with curiosity on my face, shrugged his shoulders and said:

"You are like this, see for yourself, I don't know how to introduce it to you, if you don't understand, ask me directly."

"Okay."

It's not a big room, but it's so well equipped that I feel like I can basically do whatever I want, even though I don't know how to do it.

Looking at the large stack of yellow papers on the innermost table, needless to say, these must have been used to write spells, and then there was a large vat of red liquid next to it, I asked suspiciously:

"What kind of ink is this?"

As I spoke, I dipped my hand in a little bit and sniffed it, feeling a little fishy.

Qin Yong scratched his head a little embarrassed, and finally said:

"It's Black Dog Blood and"

I instantly put my hand back, a little surprised, these turned out to be dog blood, no wonder it smells so fishy

Unexpectedly, Qin Yong hadn't finished speaking, he stammered for a long time before continuing:

"This is black dog blood and women's menstrual blood"

After listening to him, I looked at such a large vat of red liquid, and instantly felt a little uncomfortable, I took a piece of paper and wiped my fingers vigorously, and asked speechlessly:

"How did your grandfather get such a big vat?"

Qin Yong also pursed his lips helplessly and said:

"It's not all, it's also mixed with well water, women's menstrual blood and black dog blood are extremely yin things, and the spell drawn with well water can maximize the power."

It turns out that the charms we use many times are drawn with these things, which is a little strange to think about.

I quickly turned to look at something else, glanced at a quaint wooden box on the ground, and then I squatted down and opened it curiously, and it was full of white wooden sticks.

I raised a white wooden stick and asked Qin Yong:

"What kind of weapon is this?"

Qin Yong also squatted down helplessly, looked at me and whispered:

"These are the necessary materials for making divine weapons."

"Divine soldiers?"

I'm curious, I don't think I've ever heard the word before, but it sounds amazing.

Qin Yong then explained:

"The Divine Soldier is a weapon similar to a cone spike made of special materials, and when dealing with ghouls, it can directly stab into the ghouls' important positions, such as the forehead and chest, to quickly subdue them, but each Divine Soldier can only be used once."

I looked at the white stick in front of me in surprise, I felt like I had picked up a treasure, it turned out that this thing was so powerful, I quickly pulled two more out of the box, and said excitedly:

"Then let's just bring two of this, why bother to give me any copper coins and swords?"

Qin Yong smiled at me awkwardly and said:

"You're just the material for making the Divine Soldier."

I sighed, looked at the two white sticks in my hand, and asked with some curiosity:

"And what kind of material is this?"

Qin Yong pinched his nose and whispered:

"What you have in your hand is a human bone"

I was stunned for two or three seconds, and then instantly threw the white bones in my hand into the box

I said angrily:

"Why is your grandfather doing so many bones when he has nothing to do?"

Qin Yong sighed and said:

"The production of divine soldiers is not an ordinary human bone can be made, it must be a corpse with a breath of resentment, but it is a little inappropriate to rashly ask other people's families for bones, after all, people have been buried in the ground, so these bones are some human bones that no one cares, homeless, died tragically, and in the wilderness, they must have grievances before they die, and they can be reused and collected to make divine soldiers."