After eating something simply downstairs, Wang Shuo returned home and washed the wound with water first, then found an anti-inflammatory potion and sprinkled it on the wound, sat on the sofa and took out the locust wood brand, took out a brush and a red inkstone and wrote Bai Lin's name on the brand, and was about to put it on the table in the corner of the living room, but Bai Lin came out of it.

"What's wrong?" Wang Shuo asked.

Bai Lin hesitated for a moment and begged: "Dao Chief, I remember that you once recruited my soul before, so I want to ask you to help me recruit the souls of Shufen and Li Hao, do you think it's okay?" ”

"That's right," Wang Shuo thought for a moment and said, "Let's try it later, if they haven't reincarnated yet, they should be able to recruit them." ”

Bai Lin nodded, and scurried back to the tablet that had just been written.

Putting Bai Lin's tablet behind Shen Yan and the other eight tablets, Wang Shuo put a stick of incense on his master Zhang Shaohua, whispered a few words of hello, turned around and returned to the bedroom, sat on the bed and spit out the essence of the afternoon, and refilled the essence that had been consumed before.

At six o'clock, Wang Shuo went down to eat something and wandered around outside, and then returned home at seven o'clock, sat on the sofa and took out a red inkstone and a brush and put them on the table in front of him, first poured some water into the inkstone, grinded out red cinnabar water, picked up the brush and dipped it on a white paper on the table and wrote Li Shufen's name.

"Bai Lin," Wang Shuo looked up and greeted the corner of the living room as he pulled something out.

"Dao Chief?" Bai Lin sprang out of the tablet and floated in front of Wang Shuo.

At this time, Shen Yan and the other seven ghosts also came out of their respective tablets one after another, floating in the living room and looking at Wang Shuo with curiosity on their faces.

"Be mentally prepared, maybe they have been reincarnated," Wang Shuo instructed Bai Lin, picked up the small white bowl and pressed it on the white paper with Li Shufen's name written on it, first lit two red candles and stood on both sides, and then picked up three dark yellow coarse incense sticks and lit them, stood up straight and bowed to the white paper, chanted Li Shufen's name in his mouth, and inserted the three coarse incense sticks in his hand into the small white bowl as the last word fell, and opened his mouth to drink three times.

"Whew," a sudden gust of wind blew in the room, and a ghost wearing a white robe, wearing a white hat, and holding a white mourning stick, appeared there, but it was a ghost.

"How did you get here?" Wang Shuo snorted lightly.

Bai Wuchang nodded with a smile and said, "The little god was also about to come to take Bai Lin away, and he happened to meet you in summoning spirits, so he simply saved some mana and took a ride." ”

A little speechless and smiled bitterly, Wang Shuo thought to himself, this thing still has a position?

Bai Wuchang ignored him again, turned around and waved his sleeve robe at Bai Lin and threw it behind him, but when he was about to leave, he suddenly seemed to remember something, turned his head to Wang Shuo and said, "Look at my memory." Your master asked me to bring you a message, her birthday is coming up in a few days, and she asked me to remind you, don't forget to bring her up to celebrate. Also, she asked me to tell you, don't always put little ghosts in front of her, can't you just raise another offering table? ”

"Uh," Wang Shuo raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, he couldn't imagine that his master would be so violent, and he could let this master Bai give him a message, and he couldn't help but ask in his heart: "Uncle Bai, may I ask what my master is doing down there?" ”

"She," Bai Wuchang shook his head with a wry smile and said nothing, and walked forward with Bai Lin, leaving through the wall in three or two steps.

Smacking his lips, Wang Shuo stretched out his hand to clean up the things on the table, looked up and said to the eight ghosts above: "It's over, the master is dissatisfied, today you should change places first, and tomorrow I will go outside to buy a table for you." ”

The eight ghosts looked at each other, each with bitter expressions.

"Dao Chief," Shen Yan snorted with some dissatisfaction.

"I don't have a trick either," Wang Shuo shrugged his shoulders, stepped to the offering table, raised his hand to pick up the eight tablets on the table, turned back to the sofa and put the tablets on the table, raised his hand and beckoned to Shen Yan and said, "Okay, you can live here today." ”

The eight ghosts couldn't help it, and they all sighed and returned to the tablet.

With a wry smile and a light sigh, Wang Shuo turned around and returned to the offering table, took the small bowl specially prepared for Shen Yan and them, put it in front of the eight tablets and gave them a stick of incense, and comforted them softly, turned around and came to the offering table again, first lit two red candles and stood on both sides of the tablet, and then took out three dark yellow coarse incense sticks and lit them, bowed three times to Zhang Shaohua's tablet and whispered a few words, and then raised his hand to insert the coarse incense in his hand in the small bowl in front of him.

"Alas," sighed bitterly again, Wang Shuo returned to the bedroom a little tired, lay on the bed and took out his mobile phone and dialed it.

"Hello?" The cat on the other side of the phone picked up the phone.

"Xiaomeng, what is Master's birthday?" Wang Shuo asked with a little weakness. In fact, he can't blame him for not knowing the birthday of his elder, if it wasn't for Bai Wuchang mentioning it today, where would he have thought that this master of his would care about his birthday after death.

"June 26th of the lunar calendar, what's wrong?" The cat on the other side asked very suspiciously.

"It turns out that it's a birthday with me," Wang Shuo muttered softly, and when he heard Mao Xiaomeng's question, he quickly told her what had happened.

"The third sister is really, when did I forget her birthday," the cat Xiaomeng on the opposite side snorted a little dissatisfied.

"Nine days to go, when will you come back? Have you contacted them? Wang Shuo asked.

"Not yet, I don't know what's wrong with them, none of the phones are on, and even the paper crane can't find anyone," Mao Xiaomeng sighed with some concern.

"If you really can't do it, come back, it's useless for you to be there," Wang Shuo said the truth a little ruthlessly.

"I want to go back too, but the three of them are really, alas," sighed lightly, and Mao Xiaomeng finally said: "Okay, isn't there still nine days, let's wait here for another five days, if the situation hasn't improved, we'll go back, hang up." ”

Looking at the mobile phone that had been hung up in his hand, Wang Shuo shook his head and lay on the bed reluctant to get up.

"Jingle bells."

At this moment, his mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Hello? Who is it? Wang Shuo picked up the phone.

"Brother Wang, do you have something to do tomorrow?" Li Hongji's voice came from the phone.

"It's nothing, what's wrong?" Wang Shuo asked.

"Oh, that's right, I have someone I know who has encountered something and wants to ask you to come over and take a look, you know, I studied the I Ching Bagua, and I'm okay in formation and feng shui, and there is no way to do anything like this," Li Hongji said.

"Okay, you can name a place," Wang Shuo replied.

"Let's meet here tomorrow, by the way, what time can you come?" Li Hongji said an address.

"Nine o'clock."

The two quickly set an address and time for the meeting.

Wang Shuo, who was lying on the bed, didn't think much about why his master would say hello to him when Mao Xiaomeng knew her birthday, why she would deliberately let Bai Wuchang come to talk, he didn't think about these reasons anymore, but lay on the bed and slowly fell into a deep sleep.