Lingzheng didn't let me make a wish for him, saying that it would not work, this spiritual root is mine, and this wish can only be made on my own body. I just can't figure out what else I need. If there is a need, then there is only one thing, that the spirit will be free from punishment, that there will be no pain, and that the body will be in good health.

The punishment of Lingzheng in the upper realm was not reduced, but Yu Kun took the Yu family to the old immortal family at the entrance of the Yin Hall to "save" him, and he came back by the way. Yu Kun is now gone, and we can't help it.

Lingzheng's original meaning was that instead of being punished in the upper realm, he would never see me and Ling Xiaoman again in the future, so he would not come to the world and get along happily for some days. No one can say exactly what these days are, but maybe one day a god from above will come and find us. Besides, Lingzheng is still suffering from eighteen layers of hell every night, but I can't do anything for him.

Quietly watching Lingzheng draw talismans, the sunlight shining in from the window, paving him with a layer of golden edges, like a god.

yes, like a god.

He is no longer a god, not a city god.

Huh! Wait a minute!

It occurred to me what I could wish for. I dropped the ink bottle, quickly ran into the toilet, took out all the eleven copper coins, and gently stroked them, "Hey...... It's hard to collect it, and it's going to disperse again, it's really a bamboo basket to draw water. I smiled, kissed the copper coin, and whispered, "However, I am not aggrieved at all by exchanging you for my family's Lingzheng City God Seal." ”

If the City God Seal can be reshaped, then the Yin Pass around it can be re-closed, and those fierce souls who ran out of the City God Seal will be re-sealed, and eleven copper coins will be exchanged for peace in all directions, and the Yin and Yang worlds will be stable, which is good.

As the city god who is in charge of the two worlds of yin and yang, the safety of the two worlds of yin and yang is his primary responsibility.

As a righteous wife, I should share some things for him.

- Although, it is the former City God, and the former City God's wife.

Well!

So it was decided......

I held the copper coin in both hands, closed my eyes, put the copper coin against the center of my eyebrows, and silently made a wish: Linggen, I am the Snow Tree Spirit, I have a wish, please reshape the golden dragon pestle.

A hot current emanated from the copper coin, and I did not open my eyes, and I could clearly feel the sorrow and sorrow of the copper coin. - Yes! It is my spiritual root, and its greatest wish is to return to my body and become a part of me, and my wish, at this moment, is to command it to reshape the seal of the city god, and the moment the wish is fulfilled, it will disappear, disappear forever in this world. How can it not mourn? How can you not mourn?

But...... Linggen, since you are my Linggen, then you should be happy to be able to do something for Lingzheng.

Isn't it?

At least, I'm happy, heartily happy.

The reshaping of the city god seal can indeed be said to be related to me, because it is my reason that the golden dragon pestle was destroyed, the golden dragon pestle was destroyed, the city god seal does not exist, and the Yin King inside also wanted to occupy my body. So counting it, the "fate" between me and the City God's seal is not shallow.

Reinventing the City God's Seal ......

The copper coin slowly disappeared from my hand, and I could feel the warm current leaving my palm.

After a while, I opened my eyes, and my hand was empty, no copper coins, and no ...... Golden dragon pestle. What's going on?!!

I was in a hurry, I was looking around, but there was nothing.

Can't the golden dragon pestle not come back, and the copper coin is also lost!!

Just when I was in a hurry, I suddenly heard the spirit calling out to me, and I took several deep breaths. If Lingzheng asks me where the copper coins are, how can I explain them? Even if I explain it, Lingzheng believes it, what about King Ling's tomb? What about Shen Yan and Jin Shiyi? The eleven copper coins that everyone worked so hard to collect were just lost by me?

"The first year of junior high school? First ......"

Lingzheng was still calling me, I folded my hands, looked at the sky silently, and silently prayed to God to let the copper money come back quickly, at least, so that they would not ask me where the copper money went these days.

I turned around and ran into the house, and Ling was standing in front of the desk and walked towards me: "On the first day of junior high school, where are the copper coins?" ”

Me: "......"

it!

God is so unreliable! Oh yes, God is not reliable, it is the upper realm, and the many gods who live in the upper realm still want Lingzheng's life, how can they help me.

I smiled wryly: "That...... Copper coins, it seems to be in, in, in...... At Mom's. ”

"Oh?"

"Hey...... You know, I'm easy to lose, what should I do if I lose the copper coins that we finally found? Isn't it? It's safest to put it there for mom, hey, hey, hey......"

Ling Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyebrows raised slightly: "The copper coin is at my mother's, what is on that table?" ”

"Huh?" I was speechless.

Bypassing Lingzheng and trotting to the table, where is the shadow of copper coins?

"Okay, Lingzheng, you trick me!" I turned around and threw myself into Lingzheng's arms, Lingzheng grabbed me, turned around a few times on the spot, and then put me down, pushed me against the wall, leaned over to look at me, and his eyes were soft.

My heart was racing: "What, what? ”

I hate it, I've been a husband and wife for so long, and being watched by Lingzheng like this, I still blush and kick unevenly.

Lingzheng's crimson lips slowly approached me, and my heart was astringent and sweet, and I subconsciously closed my eyes...... After a while, there was no intimate touch on my lips, my ears were a little itchy, I closed my eyes, and Lingzheng just whispered in my ear: "First year, thank you." ”

My heart tightened: "It's so raw, why thank me?" ”

Lingzheng's lips left my ears, turned around, and led me with his backhand towards the desk. When I got to the table, Lingzheng picked up a yellowed sheepskin-like object from the table and put it in my hand. Ling Zheng said softly, "This is your wish, right?" Reshaping the Golden Dragon Pestle ......"

I was stunned and hurried to see what I was holding.

There was a blank space, nothing.

"Lingzheng, this is ......" I beat the drum in my heart, the wish of this copper coin is too far away, I let it reshape the city god seal, why did it give me a sheepskin!

Ling Zheng explained lightly: "This is the Book of Hundred Ghosts. ”

"The Book of Hundred Ghosts?" The Book of Hundred Ghosts is not a city god seal, I want a city god seal!!

"The Book of Hundred Ghosts is the aura of thousands of ghosts and ghosts throughout the ages, and it records the method of reshaping the golden dragon pestle, and I feel it."

"Huh? Have you regained your spiritual powers? ”

Lingzheng shook his head: "No, I can only sense these with it." ”

I asked, "The Book of Hundred Ghosts is amazing, isn't it?" ”

"Knowing the things of the world, the mysteries of ancient and modern, as long as you have a relationship with it, you can know anything."

I'd love to ask if the Hundred Ghost Books know how to dissolve the punishment on Lingzheng's body? But when the words came to my lips, I swallowed them back. At this point, I don't want to ask yet, but let's talk about it when I figure out how to use this hundred ghost books.

"Lingzheng, how to reshape the City God's Seal in the Book of Hundred Ghosts? Isn't it complicated? I muttered quietly, "This copper coin is too unprofessional, and I have a wish, my wish is to reshape the City God Seal, but I don't want to ask how to reshape the City God Seal." ”

Lingzheng stroked my hair and smiled lightly: "After all, the Chenghuang Seal is not your magic weapon, and the spiritual root can only allow you to reshape the method, and cannot hand it over to you." Besides......" Ling Zheng paused, and then said, "Are you talking about reshaping the Golden Dragon Pestle, not the City God Seal?" ”

Me: "......"

Lingzheng: "The golden dragon pestle is an artifact used by the first generation of Chenghuang before they became gods, and later it has a spirituality and is passed down from generation to generation as a Chenghuang seal. ”

Me: "So ......"

"So when you talk about reshaping the golden dragon pestle, there is a book of hundred ghosts, which records how the first generation of city gods shaped the golden dragon pestle. However, this can be regarded as a reshaping of the City God Seal...... "Ling Zheng put away the Hundred Ghost Books, put them in a small bag, and handed them to me, "When the golden dragon pestle is reshaped, it also represents the return of the City God Seal to my hands. ”

“…… What, that, what? Why don't I understand? ”

Lingzheng put the book of hundred ghosts into the small cloth bag I carried: "You just need to understand a little, the golden dragon pestle is born, and the city god is sealed." Speaking of which, your wish has exceeded my expectations, this book of 100 ghosts has disappeared for a thousand years, and now I can get it again, I am really gratifying. Lingzheng picked me up and strode out of the house, "Ah Tomb sent a message, Xiaoman stayed with him today and won't come back, the first day of junior high school, let's go home." ”

"Huh? Oh? ”

I wrapped my arms around Lingzheng's waist tightly, and my mind was full of books on a hundred ghosts.

I hope it won't be too troublesome to reshape the golden dragon pestle, we can't afford to go through those life and death things, I hope we just find a few tools, and then put them together to process.

I buried my face in Lingzheng's arms and sighed silently.

Suddenly, Lingzheng's footsteps paused, and I heard a girl's voice asking, "Excuse me...... Are you the third master of Ling? Lingzheng hummed, I quickly replaced and went to the ground, Lingzheng stood where he was, calm, as if he was just holding a box of goods. I stood firm and turned around and saw two girls, eighteen or nineteen years old, sweet and lovely.

In fact, a girl with long hair took a step forward and said, "My friend introduced us here, and he said you can cure ghosts?" ”

Lingzheng nodded again.

The girl said, "My name is Leng Hua, this is my classmate, my name is Jiang Shi." We came today to ask Third Master Ling to help us catch ghosts. ”

I got out of the way, made a "please" gesture, and invited them into the house to talk.

After they entered the house, I made a few cups of tea to tell them not to be nervous, and if they had anything to say, we would help them, and they asked us timidly, how much does it cost to catch a ghost? I was amused by their thoughts, and explained to them that ghost hunting is not a price, you are still students, right? Students have a student price, and the price is not expensive, so don't worry. That's when they told their stories.

I've probably sorted out the cause of the development of the matter, but it actually mainly happened to Leng Hua.

Leng Hua had just finished the college entrance examination in June, so he took Jiang Shi and another classmate to go to his grandmother's house in the countryside to play, and then I heard from my neighbors that there was a Taoist priest in the next village, who could read feng shui physiognomy and see ghosts...... Therefore, they were very curious, so they went together to see how the Taoist priest saw the hell.

When he arrived at the Taoist priest's house, Leng Hua was very disappointed.

In her cognition, people like Taoist priests are all non-smokers, dressed in white robes with fluttering hems, looking down at the world like immortals...... But at that time, she saw that the Taoist chief was pale, very thin, with a lot of wrinkles on his face, and his actual age was 40 years old, but he looked like he was almost 60 years old, so I didn't believe it. However, the Taoist said that he could help them tell their fortunes for free, and he could calculate whether they could be admitted to key universities this time and when they would have a boyfriend?

Maybe the love is just beginning, and they are still very eager for the peach blossom relationship, so they all gave the date of birth to the Taoist.

The Taoist chief calculated it for Jiang Shi first, and the calculation was very accurate.

He said that Jiang Shi had a big difficulty when he was three and nine years old, and he had to be hospitalized for at least half a month, and he didn't do very well in the college entrance examination this time, he did poorly in the liberal arts and sciences, and he could only go to an ordinary university.

His words stunned the cold painting and several of them.

Jiang Shi was indeed often sick when she was a child, and almost died when she was nine years old, and she was very bad at math and physics in the high school entrance examination this time, and she snickered when she could go to the third middle school, as for her boyfriend, there was a male classmate chasing her, and she was also very fond of her, because she was afraid that she would not be in a big school in the future, and she would have no sense of security, so she had been hesitant.

Another classmate is named Peng Qingqing, and as soon as the Taoist chief opened his mouth, he said that she only had a mother, not a father.

It's amazing!

At the end of the year before last, Peng Qingqing's family had a car accident, she and her mother rescued her for a day and came back to life, while her father was bleeding profusely and died.

They asked how the chief knew. The Taoist chief said that there is no need to count the eight characters of the birthday, and you can know it just by looking at the face. Peng Qingqing's seal hall has a vertical pattern, which is called a hanging needle pattern. Hanging needle chopping seal, this is the appearance of the great evil. All people with long hanging needle lines have relatives who have passed away in their families.

The Taoist chief stroked his beard and said: "The hanging needle pattern in the Yin Hall is coarse, and the torturer will see the disaster of beheading; The hanging needle leans on the parents, and the left oblique of the hanging town sends the father first; The suspension needle is oblique to the right and dies early, and the suspension needle is in the middle of the couple; The hanging town is close to Dingkezi, and the left and right of the man and the woman are correct. - Look at her, the slings on her forehead are deep and thick, and they are leaning upwards and sloping to the left. ”

Leng Hua and Jiang Shi went to Peng Qingqing at the same time, and sure enough, they saw that Peng Qingqing had hanging needle lines on his forehead.

Peng Qingqing didn't speak all the time, not very happy.

It's not good for them to continue to talk about this topic, for fear that Peng Qingqing will be sad when she thinks of her deceased father, so Leng Hua asked the Taoist to count her. The Taoist read the date of birth of Leng Hua in his mouth, his fingers kept counting, calculating, and suddenly his face changed, Leng Hua was so frightened that his palms were in a cold sweat, and he hurriedly asked him what the situation was? Am I having some great calamity? It took a long time for the Dao to sigh, shake his head again, and said helplessly: "Little girl, you have a pure yin character, and your life is peculiar, I'm afraid you won't live to be eighteen years old." ”

At that time, I was scared to death of cold painting.

Because he estimated that his classmates were quite accurate, he said that Leng Hua would not live long, and Leng Hua completely believed it, so he asked what to do? I don't want to die! The Taoist stopped talking, and continued to shake his head and sigh. In the end, Leng Hua knelt down and begged the Taoist, and the Daoist said that there was a way to save his life, but this method was the secret technique of the Daomen, and he could only teach Leng Hua one person. So Leng Hua stupidly followed Dao Chang into his bedroom alone, and his classmates waited outside.

After entering the room, the Taoist chief handed Leng Hua a wooden box with yellow runes pasted on it, and the box was opened, and there was a small golden ball inside. The Taoist and Leng Hua Daomen are divided into many factions, and he mainly studies Dan Dao, which is the golden pill he refines, which can change his life for Leng Hua.

Leng Hua didn't think about it, so he ate the little golden ball.

"When the Taoist saw that I had eaten it, he smiled." Leng Hua said to us, "How to describe that smile, very mysterious, very weird, there is a kind of pleasure of a conspiracy succeeding, but this is all I thought of later, at that time I was only thinking about how to save my life, and the ghost sent the god to listen to the words of the Taoist." ”

I hurriedly asked, "And then?" ”

Leng Hua's face flushed: "Then ...... And then, just ......"

Jiang Shi comforted Leng Hua for a while, and Leng Hua told us all the details of what had happened. I automatically made up for it, and it was very graphic. At that time, Leng Hua ate the stick, and the Taoist chief asked Leng Hua to untie the hair rope, comb the hair, and then lie on the bed, close his eyes, and couldn't open them for ten minutes.

Leng Hua obediently did so.

After about a minute, the chief bullied and pressed Leng Hua's body, Leng Hua was suddenly nervous and scared, this was the first time she was slammed by a man's bed. But she didn't dare to open her eyes, she was afraid that if she opened her eyes, she would break the rules of the Taoist, so she closed her eyes and pushed him with her hand.

Leng Hua asked why the chief was holding her down? The Taoist replied that this life-sustaining secret technique could only be unfolded in this posture on the bed, and as he spoke, his fingers tapping Leng Hua's neck a few times, intentionally or unintentionally.

Leng Hua straightened his whole body, and asked how long will it take to get this secret technique?

The Taoist chief said that it should be about ten minutes, and you must not move, and you must not open your eyes, otherwise it will not work.

Get!

Isn't it just ten minutes, gritting your teeth and passing.

Dao Chang pressed the cold painting for a minute or two, and the cold painting felt hot all over his body, and the roots of his thighs were crispy and numb, and it was very itchy, as if there were hundreds of ants crawling. At this moment, the Taoist chief blew at the root of Leng Hua's ear, and the goosebumps all over Leng Hua's whole body rose all at once, his hair stood on end, and he felt more and more that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong, so he could only twist his body gently and uneasily.

The Taoist pointed one hand at the center of Leng Hua's eyebrows, and the other hand slowly slid down Leng Hua's collarbone......