"This, naturally, is remembered. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Bodhi Zi supported his cheek with one hand, and finally there was a serious look in his eyes, "It's just a rash formation, just like looking for a needle in a haystack, not only has no effect, but it may also startle the snake." Murong, let me ask you something, I've always been curious, the name of your studio is called Ask Ling, do you know how to ask Ling? ”

"The spirit of my question has always been the spirit of the human heart, not the spirit of the ghost. However, this is too profound, and I guess you won't be able to understand it, so you'll find out if you try it another day. Murong Cao walked back to Bodhizi and bent down to look him in the eyes, "For example, ask who the person you have been thinking about in your heart is?" ”

Bodhizi looked at Murong Cao, who was narrow-faced, and was annoyed, he had always been smiling when others were serious, and now he could empathize with how annoying this behavior was, if it weren't for Yang Muqing's presence, he would definitely give this woman who didn't know the height of the sky a little color to see, and let her know how dangerous it is to pluck the tiger's head.

"Yo yo yo, I'm so angry, I'm really not a gentle lover."

Murong Cao continued to laugh, not afraid of Bodhizi's anger.

"She doesn't ask about spirits, there are empty props, there is no substance. If you think you should ask the spirit first, I can try it with the 'Flute of the Dead'. ”

Yang Muqing couldn't stand it anymore, and spoke out to solve the siege, but Bodhi Zi was also his master, and he couldn't watch him eat deflated again and again.

He once went to the spiritual room called "Soul Guide" in the spiritual center to "visit", the layout and decoration inside can bluff ordinary people, and there are many genuine magic weapons, but basically they are just decorations, and they all fall with a thick layer of ash, and no one cares about it for a long time.

But it's no wonder that Murong Cao can't see ghosts at a glance, and it is normal for him to have no mana and not be able to use the Soul Questioning Technique.

Further down, why did she close the psychological counseling room that she was good at running, and insisted on opening this counseling center, but there was still an endless stream of business, which is a very puzzling thing in itself.

But just because the person who did this was Murong Cao, it seemed that everything that was unreasonable became logical.

"Where did you get the flute?"

Murong Cao asked with a smile.

"In the low cabinet of the Soul Attraction Room."

Yang Muqing regretted that he had helped.

"Who hired you, who will ask the spirit?"

"It's you."

Yang Muqing couldn't cry or laugh, didn't he just state the facts, could he be targeted like this?

"I bought the flute from a wizard at a high price, and Yang Muqing was hired by me with great difficulty, this is my method of asking the spirit."

Murong Cao got a satisfactory answer and said triumphantly to Bodhizi.

"You ......" Bodhizi's face turned blue and white for a while.

A polite knock sounded at the right time.

The door was actually not closed, and the three of them looked in the direction of the door and saw Qi Ling, who was holding a tray in one hand and knocking on the door with the other, and smiled awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, I've kept you waiting, I was caught by the old witch as soon as I went out, but fortunately, Xie Hua came over just now and relieved me from the heavy retrieval work, otherwise I would still be secretly checking the information that day."

"Your tea, your coffee, your beer and ice cream."

"It's the same woman, that is, one can only be annoying, and the other can be very likable."

Bodhi Zi slammed a large mouthful of ice cream into his mouth, and said in a strange manner.

"Little Qi Ling, Bodhizi said he likes you."

Murong Cao smiled and stirred the coffee with a small spoon.

"Ahem......"

Yang Muqing choked on tea.

"Is there really a ghost here?" Qi Ling changed the subject very cleverly.

"Yes."

Murong Cao did not hesitate to give an affirmative answer.

"Huh? Really? Is it a ghost like Luo Xin? How I can't see. ”

Although Qi Ling also expected this answer, he still felt a tingling sensation on his scalp when he actually heard it.

"Wouldn't it be nice not to see you? You are not born with yin and yang eyes, Luo Xin, just a variable, a kind of fate. ”

Bodhizi said to Qi Ling and Yan Yuese, although he was a few years younger than Qi Ling, it was probably because of Murong Cao's words just now, which always made people feel that every word in his words had a subtle feeling.

As soon as the words fell, even Bodhi Zi himself felt uncomfortable, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he immediately decided that it would be better to shut up if he had to speak.

"Do you have a solution then?"

"We came up with a way to try it first."

Yang Muqing took out a navy blue flute with a jade pattern from his backpack and gently wiped it with a piece of white silk.

"Then I won't bother, something will call me."

Qi Ling saw that they were about to make a move, and retreated very sensibly.

"My mana is not as good as yours now, you blow."

Bodhizi looked at Yang Muqing's inquiring eyes at him, and gave a clear answer before the other party could speak.

In fact, with his ability, in the case of damage to mana, playing the flute of the past is simply a gesture, but Yang Muqing can do it himself, so why bother him with the old man?

Yang Muqing also knew it in his heart, and he didn't break it, refreshed his energy, and slowly blew out the tune.

The Afterlife Flute is most effective for the spirits of the recently deceased, as it is a tune that guides the spirits to the underworld, which can soothe their emotions, and can also make some simple inquiries, although it is limited to "yes" and "no" answers, but for some irresponsible situations, enough information can be obtained. The sound of the flute of the past life cannot be heard by ordinary people, and only people who also have mana can sense it.

"Here we are."

The middle-aged male ghost and the young female ghost who were wandering around the company just now appeared at the door, their eyes were empty, and they turned their heads to distinguish the direction of the tune, and their faces showed a kind of fascinated stiff smile.

"Hurry up and ask, don't bother."

Bodhi ate the last bite of ice cream and opened the beer with a "pop".

First question: Are you being victimized?

"Harm to man." Bodhi Zi silently played the role of translator.

Second question: Is the person who harmed you in this company?

"The people who hurt them are the people of this company." Bodhi continued to translate.

The third question: Are the people who killed you still alive?

"The man who killed them is still alive." Bodhi Zi showed a look of confusion.

If it's a monster, shouldn't it still be in a living state, could it be that someone sacrificed their own body?

Fourth question: Is it male or female? The man nodded, and the woman shook her head.

When the two undead were about to answer, they suddenly showed painful expressions, and then turned into two wisps of green smoke and disappeared.

"Not good! The monster noticed. ”

Bodhi Zi used his mana to protect Yang Muqing, but he still didn't completely block the fierce attack, and a cloud of black qi rushed in front of Yang Muqing.