Watching the master come out of the study, Lu Jia recalled what had happened recently, although she didn't know what the "Lu family" was talking about, and there were more people with the surname Lu in the world, but every incident was indeed related to her surname. As I thought about it, I felt more and more that this was not the way to go, so I put down the origins of religion and went to the shelves to find some books that I thought could improve the Fa.

The master sorted out these books in a very orderly manner, the first row at the top is ancient books, the second row is Taoist books written in modern scripts, the third row is the basis of religious types, the fourth row is the history of various dynasties, and the fifth row is medical ......

Lu Jia thought to himself: Since you want to choose the type of spell, you have to choose a more powerful one. However, in the first row, I flipped through a few ancient books in a row, and there were some obscure ancient texts, incomprehensible symbols, and completely incomprehensible formations, so I had to turn to the second row of the bookshelf and flipped through a few "Xiuzhen Tuji", "Zhen Yuan Baoji", and "Yu Ding Ziping...... I found that I still couldn't understand it, and I went down to find the third row of "The Origin of Taoist Culture", Zhou Yi Shen Tongdeed, Zhou Yi and Medicine, and the Four Pillars Quanshu...... Wait, although she uses the six yoyo, but the knowledge of the overall system still can't be integrated. So I decided to start from the basics, flipped through and took out a copy of "Zhouyi Knowledge Overview" and returned to the room to look at it, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Jiang Hao was not idle after returning to his room, and sent a message to a number that did not store his name.

Location: Fangshan;

Target: Kui surname, female, aged between 20-25 years old, thin, about 50kg.

Distinctive features: A black mole behind the left ear.

Hidden Identity: A wizard with special abilities.

After sending this message, Jiang Hao lit a cigarette and began to fall into deep thought.

Besides, Lu Jia, for many days, Lu Jia has been reading the thick Zhouyi Tongkan repeatedly, in addition to the working hours of the studio, even eating and walking.

Qiqi was affected by the sequelae of his sister's incident last time and has been depressed.

"Qiqi, Zhou Mo, we need another batch of rice paper, and we will take the time to go to the glass factory another day, right?" On this day, Lu Jia counted the painting materials in the warehouse, "There are not enough mineral pigments, and the oil paints used less in the past few months, and the flowers in the studio will be sent to a batch of ...... tomorrow."

She made a record while talking, looking at Qiqi's daze and thinking to herself, it would be good to take Qiqi to the painting material store to change her mood and relax.

There is a very famous shop "Yibao Pavilion" in the glaze factory, and the business is very good, just because the things in this house are all handmade, and the rice paper is also ordered from a factory with a good reputation in Jing County, Anhui Province. The brush is also regularly customized from the famous Shao Zhiyan pen village, Hu Kaiwen Cao Su merit ink needless to say, Duan Yan Yan Yan is every side of the boutique. But the treasure of the town pavilion in the Strange Treasure Pavilion is an ordinary pottery.

Say it's ordinary, because it's really just a simple Tao Xun, the reason why it can be called the treasure of the town pavilion is that the song blown out by this Tao Xun makes people listen to it, they will recall their past, and can't help but be happy or sad. Legend has it that someone came to experience the magic of this pottery, but when he returned, he was depressed and committed suicide soon after. This pottery is not an ancient piece, but the person who made it is relatively low-key and introverted, and he is obsessed with creation, so few people know who the author is.

Lu Jia and Qiqi Zhou Mo also came to the Yibao Pavilion by chance, and happened to see someone just holding Tao Xun in their hands. Since the last time the cloak man dripped on Lu Jia's eyebrows, the drop of blood broke through the spell that Jiang Hao had given Lu Jia to cover the eyes of the sky, and the difference from before was that Lu Jia relied on perception before, and now she can see a lot of things that she can't usually see.

She saw that when Tao Xun was playing, with the sound of a ghostly throat, a faint transparent white silk floated out of it, and followed the player's breath into the body. "This Xun ......" she didn't continue, because she didn't know if others could also see it, and then when she came back to her senses, this Tao Xun was normal again, maybe she was dazzled? Or is it the uniqueness of this Xun? So he changed his words and said, "This Xun is quite unique." ”

The boss glanced at Lu Jia and said: "The little girl has a good eye, she can see that this Xun is special, and this Xun is personally fired by Mr. Liang, a contemporary artist." Mr. Liang is an artist, and his works are hardly sold out. I also got it by chance...... Although it is precious, I also want everyone to know that Mr. Liang is good, so I put it on display here. Everything I have here has a history, have you seen this painting? It was also inscribed by Mr. Qigong himself; Do you see this pen? It is also handmade by Mr. Shao himself......"

Listening to the boss began to praise his own things, and scanned the things in the store again, this careful look, found that it was indeed interesting, the things in the store were placed according to the Qi Gate and the Five Elements Direction, this Tao Xun was placed in the position of the dead door.

Zhou Mo liked to listen to the sound of Xun very much, and the person next to him took it and touched it after trying it, wiped his mouth and blew it a few times. Tao Xun's voice whimpered and was far away, which could make people quiet down in an instant.

"Boss, is this Xun transferred?" Zhou Mo seems to like this Xun more than others, and he usually likes to collect some strange things, so he will feel that this Xun is right and buys it.

"Young man, you're not the first person to ask this question, Xun doesn't sell, and Mr. Liang never makes a second piece of the same work." The owner was resolute. But since then, Zhou Mo has been fascinated, and he ran to the glaze factory at two ends in three days, saying that he was going to discuss art with the boss of the Strange Treasure Pavilion.

Don't go far on the topic, after the glass factory finished purchasing, Zhou Mo drove the car, and the trunk was full of painting materials and walked back. Lu Jia fell asleep again in the back seat.

Because of frequent nightmares, Lu Jia has not slept well. Especially sometimes when her dreams are a bit foreshadowing of reality, she is even more afraid of dreaming. There will be a traffic jam on the way back, Zhou Mo said take a shortcut, this road is a little bumpy because it is in disrepair, and there are not many cars. Zhou Mo avoided the potholes on the road and drove the car around, maybe he couldn't sleep well at night, this cradle-like car didn't take long for Lu Jia to fall asleep.

Lu Jia in her sleep was still unstable, biting her lip and frowning from time to time, she fell into a nightmare again.

In her dream, she watched it all through the screen as if she were watching a movie: a grinding pan spinning by herself, and blood was bubbling down between the two grinding pans, not flour. There was more and more blood, and the flow rate was getting faster and faster, and after a while, it overflowed to the point that it was almost submerged, and it didn't pass her chest off-screen, and it also filled her eyes, Lu Jia felt a burst of suffocation, and she felt like she was going to die......