I comprehended the meaning of Daoist Yunmeng, he used this seemingly evil method to make the righteous qi in the hairpin temporarily sealed after the smoked blood sacrifice. After collecting enough resentful spirits, the hairpin can use evil to defeat evil and break the evil feng shui in Xiling Village.

When the power of these two evil spirits fights to defeat both sides, the righteous qi in the hairpin sits on the fisherman's advantage, restraining or even eliminating the remaining evil qi, so as to keep the peace of the party.

Yun Mengdao's method makes me secretly admire. It seems to be evil, but in fact, it shows the great compassion of the Cloud Dream Dao Chief. I untied this knot, no longer questioned the role of this hairpin, and readily agreed to Zhang Ziming's request to help him collect the grievances of lonely souls and wild ghosts.

Zhang Ziming didn't expect me to make a decision in such a short period of time, and I couldn't help but be overjoyed. How did he know that although I really wanted to help him, in fact, I also kept an eye on it, and wanted to use this matter to achieve my own goals, of course, this slightly selfish and obscene idea, he would never know, because I would not say it if I was killed.

When I was also proud in my heart, I didn't expect the dead dog's words to make my heart immediately cool by half. I didn't expect that the damn big mouth of the dead dog would jokingly say that this hairpin should be hidden, don't let him and I steal it, otherwise, I can use this hairpin to do my own thing, and in the end, the hairpin that has lost its spiritual power will be secretly sold by the dead dog.

I really wanted to slap him a few big mouths, but this kid's unintentional joke hit my heart. What if Zhang Ziming is suspicious and doesn't dare to cooperate with us?

Who knows, Zhang Ziming smiled happily and said: "Brother Dead Dog, don't dream!" Why did my master want me to spend seven years on blood sacrifice to smoke this hairpin? He had already considered that there must be someone who could control this hairpin. And who will have this ability? It's not you, it's not my master, it's just me, because after the hairpin sucks my blood, it will channel with me. Even if someone else gets it, they can't harness it. ”

His words made me very disappointed. If this is really the case, then even if I finally get this hairpin, if I want to complete my purpose, without Zhang Ziming's cooperation, wouldn't it be a bamboo basket for nothing?

Alas, I really can't think of any other way in front of me, but I can only use yellow mud radish, rub a section and eat a section. No matter, let's help Zhang Ziming collect the spirit of resentment first, maybe he will get along with me for a long time in the future, and he will be able to cooperate with me willingly?

The only thing that comforts me with his statement is that he is so confident, and this hairpin only recognizes him as one owner, which means that he doesn't need to worry about the rest of us secretly stealing it, so he won't mind the joke of the dead dog.

Zhang Ziming proudly told us that there is a mystery in this hairpin, if he brings it to his body, then, as long as we go, this hairpin has abnormal movements, it means that there is the resentful spirit energy we need in that place.

Speaking of this, Su Xue suddenly interjected: "Zhang Ziming, you're not bragging, are you?" If you're really that smart, then you can try it at my house tomorrow. ”

Shi Mengya said in surprise: "Su Xue, you're not joking, are you?" It's not a good thing to have a resentful spirit in the house. Alas, Sister Su Xue, don't talk about such bad jokes in the future. ”

Su Xue said seriously: "Mengya, am I so stupid? In fact, I really have a little secret in my heart, but I have encountered a lot of things in the past few days, and I have never had a chance to tell you. ”

Zhang Ziming suddenly became energetic, and said impatiently: "Miss Su, what strange thing happened to you?" You don't seem to believe me, so I'll follow you back and try this hairpin to see if I'm bragging. ”

I also think this method is good, I can give it a try. It's just that I doubt that Su Xue deliberately said this because she didn't believe Zhang Ziming. In case Su Xue did it on purpose, there were no resentful ghosts in her house, and this hairpin would have no effect, if I misjudged, then everything would be empty.

Su Xue saw that I didn't trust her very much, so she looked very angry and stopped talking angrily. Shi Mengya kept playing the round, and under her soft voice, Su Xue finally relieved her anger and told us about her family's strange things.

Although Su Xue has a good family background, she is a strong person. Because she likes literature, after joining the literary club, in order to create with peace of mind, she rented a house alone in a secluded old community in the city.

One night before I met Su Xue, Su Xue, who was working in the room, encountered a strange thing.

There was a light rain outside the window, but Su Xue was not bothered by the continuous drizzle, on the contrary, her heart seemed very peaceful, and she felt that the rain scene under the night gave her a lot of inspiration for creation.

Just as she was pinching her pen and looking out the window with her cheeks on her cheeks, suddenly the doorbell rang. Who else will knock on the door at such a late hour? Su Xue's nerves tightened suddenly.

She stayed for a moment, but the doorbell kept ringing, and it was like someone else was knocking on the door in a hurry. Su Xue, who was interrupted by this harassment, hated and feared. Instinctively, she grabbed the fruit knife on the table, suppressed the fear in her heart, and tiptoed bare, trying not to make a sound, and approached the door step by step with a nervous expression.

In an old-fashioned complex, there is not even a cat's eye installed on the door of the room. Su Xue calmed down, secretly plucked up her courage, and gently opened the door of the room through a crack.

A cold air immediately penetrated through the crack in the door, and Su Xue couldn't help but shiver. Through the locked security door, she saw a middle-aged man dressed in black, standing at her door with an anxious face.

Is he a human or a ghost? How could he knock on Su Xue's door in the middle of the night? Fortunately, the security door was locked, and when Su Xue was sure that the man could not break into the door, her heart calmed down a little.

The man couldn't help but shudder when he saw that the door suddenly opened a crack, and a beautiful young and beautiful woman, standing barefoot on the floor, still holding a fruit knife that shone with a cold light in her hand.

Su Xue said nervously, "Who are you?" Why come knocking on my door in the middle of the night? ”

The man suddenly changed his anxious look, and said with a smile: "Miss Su, I'm sorry, I came to disturb you in the middle of the night." ”

Su Xue said in a trembling voice: "You...... Are you a ghost? ”

The man shook his head and said with a puzzled expression: "Miss Su, why do you think I'm a ghost?" I'm a nice person, huh? If I'm a ghost and want to enter this house, do I need you to open the door? ”

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