Shake it and call it back.

By the time I had reached the seventh blow, a cool breeze swept in from outside, and when it blew over the girls, they couldn't help but shrink their bodies and look at each other, and they all looked at each other with a little trepidation.

I stopped my hand and let the bell hang on my fingers, and when the wind passed under my palm, blowing the bell and ringing loudly, I shouted: "Fan Xueqi is not awake now, but when!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Fan Xueqi's eyes immediately widened, and the next second he suddenly screamed, threw himself into my arms, and tightly strangled my waist, so that my waist was about to break!

"Help! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I was wrong! I know it's wrong! Next time I won't dare! Grandpa spares his life! You let me go! I'll definitely burn high incense for you when I go back and offer you well, okay? Let me go! Woo woo woo~! Fan Xueqi cried in horror.

I tried my best to hold back a laugh and didn't push her away, until the girl next to me couldn't help but scream: "Cher? ”

She just bounced her head, I showed her a playful smile, her face turned red quickly, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly pushed me away, and she didn't understand what was going on for a long time: "Little uncle? I—How did I end up here? I'm not, I seem to be...... It seems that I was dragged into the grave by a ghost and couldn't escape, so why was I in the classroom in the blink of an eye? ”

I smiled and asked her, "Why don't you ask, 'Why is it getting bright?' ’”

"yes, what's going on?" Fan Xueqi asked blankly.

I sneered, I already knew in my heart that newcomers were prone to make mistakes, but when I saw the newcomers look like they had been sold and helped them count the money, I thought it was very funny, no wonder when the master took me home, I was still playing all kinds of tricks, it turned out that my heart was so dark!

I deliberately teased her: "Fan Xueqi, you can do it, let you go out to requiem, why were you hooked by the wild ghosts on the side of the road?" Can you do it? ”

Only then did she understand what she had experienced, and her face suddenly turned blue and white for a while, and she was speechless.

In fact, I expected Fan Xueqi to be hooked by a wild ghost on the side of the road, (otherwise how could I ask her to go out to practice Requiem!) When it is not used well, the effect of the spell and the original purpose are reversed, which is called backlash.

For newcomers, the requiem bell is easy to become a soul bell when it is shaken, and the spirit is reversed by the ghost. There has never been a death in that piece of land on the land of China? Let Fan Xueqi walk around the school a few times, and he will always run into ghosts...... Oh, by the way, I remember that there was a medical department at NN University, and the medical department was always supposed to have an anatomy class, so it was necessary to have a few more corpses in the school...... Hey!

This is the only way to practice, do you think you can practice a requiem by playing the flute during the day?

Without the experience of being dragged out of the body, how can we feel what the essence of the soul is?

I don't know what the nature of the soul is, how can I play the joy of the soul? Calm the grief of the dead?

Besides, if a cultivator can't even keep his soul, how can he fight ghosts in the future? I'm afraid that when I fight head-on, I will be hooked by ghosts and frightened after only three or two efforts!

Thinking back to my childhood, I was constantly hooked by ghosts, and then I was constantly found by my master.

Every time I was hooked by a ghost, Master was never in a hurry to find my lost soul, he always went to me after finishing his own thing, just like other people's parents would call their children back who were playing outside when it was time to eat, which seemed to be very daily.

That's what he told me at that time: Only by keeping your heart can you be invincible.

Fan Xueqi is still easily hooked by ghosts now, but he has too little experience.

This is just the beginning, and it's not enough to get started.

I saw that Fan Xueqi didn't speak for a long time, so I opened my mouth to break the silence: "If you think you can't stand it like this, it's still too late to turn back." If you still want to become a qualified requiem, you will have to go through a lot of things like this in the future. ”

Fan Xueqi looked at me puzzled: "Why?" ”

I laughed, "What's the why?" Ghosts are the spirits of death, and if you want to deal with them, you have to go out of the world of the living, to get infinitely close to their world, in other words, you have to be on the edge of life and death in order to play a perfect requiem. If you practice Requiem during the day, you will never be able to touch that world, and you will never be able to practice Requiem. Last night was just my first experience, and I just want to ask you, after experiencing the fear of being hooked by ghosts, are you still willing to continue practicing on this path? ”

She frowned and stared at me, her expression was like she was about to cry, obviously she was still scared, but she was reluctant to give up!

I said directly: "If you decide not to continue your cultivation now, please hand over all the things that Fusheng gave you, those magic weapons are left in the hands of ordinary people, and they will cause you trouble in the future." ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as this sentence came out, Fan Xueqi made a decision: "No! This is just the beginning, and I will definitely do better in the future! ”

"That means, you still want to continue practicing?"

"Hmm!"

"Okay." I laughed, I knew before that this was a girl with a bad temper, but the practice of Xuandao is not as simple as imagined, she will not give up now, but who knows if she will give up after experiencing more in the future? I have seen countless cultivators give up halfway, and when these cultivators first started, which one of them was not enthusiastic and full of pride?

But that doesn't matter.

Now it's just the beginning, let's see how she performs later.

I turned my head, pointed at Ai Tingting, and said to Fan Xueqi: "Now I'll give you a task, and I'll go to the hospital with Tingting later." ”

Fan Xueqi's soul had just returned to her body, and she didn't know what had just happened, so after listening to my words, she was stunned for a moment: "What are you doing in the hospital?" ”

"What do you say?" Uncle, I gave her a friendly smile.

Her face changed suddenly: "You don't want me to go to the hospital to play a requiem, do you?!" ”

I kindly touched her head: "Tingting will tell you what to do." Enjoy. ”

After saying that, he threw her a wink, smiled and left.

The hospital, that is the place of life and death, every day there are countless people who die in the hospital, and at the same time, countless people are born in the hospital, and there are countless ghosts gathered in that place. A lame beginner like Fan Xueqi can be hooked by ghosts in a sacred place like the school, let alone a place like the hospital, so many ghosts, maybe they will tear her apart!

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But I still went to the hospital early.

Anyway, it was a disciple of Fusheng, and if she was really torn by a ghost, Fusheng would definitely tear me up.

You have to give the newcomer a chance to train, but you can't put her life in danger, right?

So I'm going to go to the hospital early and say hello to the ghosts in the hospital first.

The hospital is more popular during the day than at night, and I plan to visit the delivery room first, because it is the place where the ghosts gather the most, and they are more looking forward to the new life than the mother's husband, and then see if I have a chance to grab the fresh* and become a new person.

But I didn't expect that outside the delivery room, I actually met "acquaintances".

He was the man in black who showed up in my wind chime room that day and almost hooked me off.

He was now carrying a huge sickle and a chain in his hand, leaning against the wall outside the delivery room.

As if they hadn't seen him, the other ghosts were still huddled at the door of the delivery room, trying to see through the small crack in the door, trying to see when a new life would be born inside.

However, when I saw the black-clad messenger, I knew that the ghosts' expectations were about to be disappointed.

Sure enough, when the baby's cry came from the operating room, the ghosts squeezed their heads and tried to penetrate through the crack in the door and compete for the new*, and at this time, a sickle took a step ahead of them and penetrated through the crack in the door, and without any pressure, the sickle easily hooked a baby's soul out of the operating room, and the cry of the baby in the operating room stopped.

Black clothes are impermanent, and they are in charge of death.