The three of them followed Qin Huai'an into the house, and as soon as Lin Yu entered the house, he was startled by the female corpse lying upright. The evening mirror had seen Liu Yuzhu, and the corpse looked no different from a ghost, the same skinny and scrawny.

Qin Huai'an suppressed his trembling, drew a magic circle on the side of the corpse with incense ashes, took out a bronze mirror and put it under the female corpse, and pointed his finger at the charm on the corpse's forehead and closed his eyes to recite the trick. After reciting the mantra, he carefully removed the charm, and the moment the charm was removed, Liu Yuzhu's eyes closed when she stared at her. Qin Huai'an blew the fire and burned the charm into ashes and put it into a bowl of water next to him.

The Xuan Dao chief next to him was also busy for a while, he spread out the clothes they brought with them in the evening mirror, took out the cinnabar and melted it with wine, and brushed it on the clothes. The dress was navy blue, and I couldn't tell what was written. After writing, he put his clothes over the female corpse.

Qin Huai'an sprinkled the bowl of water on the ground, and heard Xuan Dao shouting Li Kun, and then quickly picked up his clothes, wrapped them in a ball, and handed them to Lin Yu.

Lin Yu was already dazzled by these two people, and he just hugged the clothes handed over by Xuan Dao Chang, and saw Qin Huai'an take out the bronze mirror under the female corpse and put it at her feet.

The evening mirror could see clearly, the soul of Liu Yuzhu, who was originally standing on the ground, almost awkwardly stood on the mirror, and slowly fell backwards with the words in Qin Huai'an's mouth, getting closer and closer to the corpse, until it completely coincided.

It was already dark, and the room was not airtight or light, so Lin Yu watched with wide eyes. Suddenly, the woman's eyes opened again, and she sat up from the bed in a daze.

"Huai'an." Liu Yuzhu turned her head to look at Qin Huai'an, and smiled a little stiffly.

Lin Yu saw that the dead and transparent female corpse was resurrected, and he sat up in front of him, only to feel that the roots of his hair had exploded, and he couldn't bear this kind of horror anymore, so he opened the door and ran out.

After a while, Wanjing and Xuan Dao Chang also walked out, and they couldn't help but laugh when they saw Lin Yu's pale face. Lin Yu didn't care about hiding it, and said to Wanjing: "Wanjing, what you usually see is like this?" Are you really not afraid? ”

"If it comes out of nowhere, I'll still be shocked." Wanjing said that he remembered something, so he asked Xuan Dao Chang: "Dao Chief, I buried red ropes around the house, how can Liu Yuzhu's ghost still get in?" ”

Xuan Dao snorted a little, "The red rope is not foolproof. What's more, this Liu Yuzhu has lived with Qin Huai'an for so long, and he knows a little bit about it. In this direction, the yin qi of the Kun position is the heaviest, oh, that is, the southwest. In other words, it's the easiest place for ghosts to break into, and I'll write you a talisman and stick it in the southwest corner. ”

"Get me one too." Lin Yu leaned over and smiled flatteringly at Xuan Dao Chang.

"You? You can't see ghosts, what are you afraid of? ”

"Isn't that just in case, my invisible heart is even more hairy!"

"Yikes!" Wanjing covered her lips and whispered, looking behind Lin Yu with wide eyes. Lin Yu looked at her in wonder, "What's wrong?" ”

"There's a female ghost standing behind you!"

Before Wanjing's words fell, Lin Yu jumped outside the chai door in a few steps. Wanjing and Xuan Daochang looked at him, and couldn't help but laugh again, and they ridiculed for a while.

Lin Yu is not annoyed, if this little trick of the evening mirror can scare him, he Lin Yu is too weak. But these days the mirror has been depressed, and it is rare to laugh at ease at this time, even if you pretend to be scared by her, it is not a shame.

Looking at the evening mirror's smiling black and crystal eyes, Lin Yu felt that even if he cut off the stars and put them in front of his eyes, he was afraid that such a smile would not be intoxicating. Raising his head, the cool breeze in the mountains blows on his face, indescribably happy.

The evening mirror also let out a long sigh, his fingers brushing the sideburns that were blown up by the mountain breeze, and supporting his chin a little lazily.

Li Kun's life and soul were recovered, and Lin Yu and Wanjing felt that the night in the early spring of the cross ditch was still quite beautiful.