"Well, this is ......," I asked, looking at the small object in front of me, in surprise.

"Requiem Orb."

The Taoist gently pinched the beads, and dragged them under the other hand, carefully examining the light, his eyes full of cherishment.

"This thing is my magic weapon, and its spiritual power is endless. It calms your soul and suppresses evil powers. As long as you don't seal the three spirits anymore and keep your bloodline smooth and stable, I'll keep you fine. ”

Daoist Qingxu said, handing me the bead.

I quickly held it with both hands. Strange to say, as soon as the spirit bead touched my palm, I suddenly trembled.

Then the little bead slowly floated up and flew above my head.

The next second, I felt a heat on the top of my head. Immediately, a lot of illusory and chaotic pictures appeared in front of me, flashing one after another, making me dizzy and a little breathless.

"It's in my head?" I asked, wide-eyed.

The Taoist chief twisted his beard, smiled slightly, and nodded.

"Passing through the Heavenly Spirit Cave and entering the soul."

This thing looks like a spiritual thing.

I said gratefully, "Daoist, thank you so much. I'm sorry to accept such a valuable thing from you. ”

Qingxu Dao Chang waved his hand and said, "No need. Speaking of which, I am also ashamed of you, so I should take it as a kind of amend! Moreover, it is also the responsibility of every person in the Dao Sect to prevent the rebirth of demons. I took my own leave of absence. ”

With that, he got up and walked towards the door. I sent him all the way out.

I'm a lot more grounded now.

However, when I thought of Bai Xi, I still felt a tight pain in my heart.

Maybe she's not wrong, and I believe she didn't mean to harm me, but we have different positions. For her, it is normal to sacrifice her life for the sake of justice. But for me, there is only one life, and I don't want to die.

In fact, think about it, we are people from two worlds, whether it is Bai Xi, the daughter of the rich family before, or Bai Xi, the descendant of the god race today. It's my own wishful thinking and self-inflicted passion.

Depressed, I smoked cigarette after cigarette until I got drunk and fell asleep on the table......

On this day, Lao Zhang called me and asked if I had time to accompany him on a trip to Thailand.

It turned out that Lao Zhang was recently preparing to make a horror film depicting Thailand's head-lowering technique. But the producers were not very satisfied with the script and felt that there was a lack of life. So he sent the choreographer to Thailand to collect wind on the spot and revise the script.

Lao Zhang felt that this was a trip to the United States, but in fact, it was a trip abroad at public expense, so he thought of me.

I was upset, thinking that it might be better to go out and have a good time, so I agreed.

Three days later, in the evening, the plane landed slowly at Phuket Airport.

I followed behind Lao Zhang, accompanied by two screenwriters. A group of four people pulled simple luggage and went to the hotel to check in.

I'm in the same room with Lao Zhang. I couldn't sleep in bed at night, so I chatted with him: "Director Zhang, where can we find the head lowering master?" ”

"I have acquaintances in Phuket. They introduced me to a head lowering division, which was over there in Phuket Town. Tomorrow, we'll go to him to learn more and dig up some materials. ”

"Aren't these head-lowering masters quite mysterious?"

"Well, yes and no. It's true that they tend to live in seclusion and don't like to show their heads. But it's not as eerie as it is in film and television works. ”

Lao Zhang gave me popular science again.

"The head lowering division is divided into white head and black head dropping. Among them, the white head accounts for the vast majority, a bit like our Chinese gentleman who looks at things. Only a very small number of them are black heads, which is more extreme. ”

"Oh, then the one we're looking for is Bai Bow's head!" I asked again.

Lao Zhang smiled and said, "Silly boy, you still need to ask!" ”

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Lao Zhang set off with everyone.

Phuket is a hot place all year round, and the streets are full of people of different colors, wearing camisoles, shorts or swimsuits.

As I walked along, I found that there were many small shops on the street, and most of them had food in front of them. Some are bottles of colored drinks, others are small meals. There is a stick of incense stuck on it, as if it is a sacrifice.

Thai culture is really mysterious.

In addition to the large number of small shops, there is another feature here, there are many cats. Cats can be seen everywhere on the streets. The cats here are not afraid of people, they are very close to people, and it seems that they have a very comfortable life.

After a while, a thin man with dark skin walked over and greeted Lao Zhang from a distance.

When we got closer, Lao Zhang introduced us to his friend Song En, a native of Thailand and a Chinese expert.

Song Eun politely folded his hands at us and said "Hello" in fluent Chinese. We also hurried to return the salute, "Savatika" for a long time.

Rented a "Tutu" car and drove all the way to Phuket Town. More than half an hour later, at the northernmost point of the town, the car stopped at the edge of a wooded field.

"That master's name is Banchai, and he lives on the edge of the forest." Song Eun said as he led the way.

We had only gone into the woods, and after a few steps, I tripped over something under my feet and almost fell.

When I looked down, there was a hairy thing among the weeds and leaves, and there were blood stains on it.

I quickly crouched down to take a closer look, and it turned out to be a tanuki cat. There was a large gap on the neck that was an inch long, and the blood stains on the hair had long since dried up.

I covered the kitten's body with a handful of leaves and hurried on.

After a while, I saw a courtyard in front of me.

"Here it is." Song En said, knocking on the door.

The courtyard door opened, and a middle-aged man poked out half of his head.

With his messy hair like a chicken coop, red and swollen eyes, and a stubble beard, he glanced at us vigilantly.

Song Eun said something to him in Thai, and the man pulled the door open and let us in.

"This is Master Banchai's apprentice." Song En whispered to us.

When I entered the courtyard gate, I saw that the courtyard was quite spacious, with three huts standing side by side. The head of the chicken coop led us to the first room on the right.

He stopped at the door of the house and said something inside. An old man's weak voice came from the room.

The head of the chicken nest pushed open the door and led us in.

As soon as I entered the door, a strong smell of herbs filled the room. There was an old man half-lying on the bed by the wall, who thought it was Master Banchai.

He was in his sixties and burly, but his face was yellow and his eyes were not bright.

Song En whispered, "Master has been in poor health lately, and he hasn't gotten out of bed for a long time. Don't ask too long. ”

Lao Zhang nodded.

Walking to the bedside, a few of us said hello to Master Chai and sat down to start talking, while Song En translated on the side.

The old man is very talkative, but he coughs all the time, and he doesn't have much energy.

Probably because he was sick and afraid of the cold, there was neither an air conditioner nor an electric fan in the house, and it was as hot as a steamer.

The two screenwriters next to me listened and recorded carefully, but I couldn't sit still. The sweltering heat here is irritating.