"Xiang Yiwen jumped off the building? What's going on? Bai Xue came in a hurry, and asked as soon as she saw me, apparently someone had called her before.

"It's probably the same ghost from last night." I didn't hide it, I just said it.

"Are you sure?" Bai Xue stopped and looked at me with a solemn face.

"Hmm!" I nodded, not only because Xiang Yiwen's death was the same as Wang Liang's appearance, but also because his soul also disappeared.

"Is there anything you can do to catch that ghost?" Bai Xue immediately asked.

"There are solutions, but I need time to prepare." I thought about it and said.

"Okay, you go and prepare now, and now everything in the bureau will be handed over to me." Bai Xue finally showed the side of the woman who did not let her eyebrows, and her tone was sonorous and powerful.

"Well, the white team is careful themselves." I nodded and prepared to leave, but I had only taken two steps before I reversed myself and pulled the peachwood sword out of my sleeve and handed it to Shirayuki.

"This is my magic weapon, you take it with you, try not to let outsiders see it."

"This..." Bai Xue looked at me in surprise, although she didn't understand what a magic weapon was, it was definitely not a simple thing to be able to let me carry it closely.

"Take it, I'll be back soon." Looking at Bai Xue stunned, I couldn't help but stuff the peachwood sword into her hand, and then got in the car and left.

As the car turned onto the road, I pressed under my feet, and the powerful stuff of the Hummer began to stand out little by little, all the way at high speed, and even ran a red light a few times, and I finally rushed back to the village in an hour and a half.

This time, because I was in a hurry, I didn't buy anything on the road, but despite this, I still went home, and when I came back, my grandfather was obviously a little surprised, but when he heard that I had something to do up the mountain, he no longer pulled me to ask questions.

When I came to the mountain, Lao Dao was squatting in the vegetable garden, not knowing whether he was pulling weeds or looking for insects.

"What are you doing here? There's nothing that can't be solved, right? No wonder I heard a crow crowing early this morning. When Lao Dao saw me, he just glanced at me casually and continued his great work.

"Didn't the master take down that crow and roast it?" I don't care about the ridicule of the old way, and I don't have the consciousness of blushing, these days, can't beat the family and invite your parents isn't it a normal phenomenon?

Everyone is fighting for their father, fighting for their godfather, and occasionally fighting for the master is also very good.

"Crow meat is not tasty, it is dry and hard." Lao Dao shook his head and walked out of the vegetable patch, obviously doing this kind of thing before, "Say, what's the matter with coming back?" ”

"Master, I want to learn a few ghost hunting skills from your old man." I confessed.

"Learn how to catch ghosts?" Lao Dao gave me a surprised look.

"Yes, if you still have the kind of extinction character from last time, the town character, also send me ten eight sheets, the last time was too little, not enough." It's rare to come back, and I'm naturally going to have to scavenge for enough good.

"Eight out of ten? What about you dreaming, you can learn the ability, you want to symbolize, a word, don't think! Lao Dao shook a finger in front of me.

"Master, don't think about it is two words." I couldn't help but remind.

"Stinky boy, don't care if it's one word or two, it's impossible to want a charm, unless one day you can draw it yourself, and then you can have as much as you want." Lao Dao looked at me angrily.

"Why?" I asked, puzzled.

"Talismans are foreign objects to you after all, and if you use them too much, you will become dependent, so that you don't want to make progress, and using more spells is the right way." The old Tao explained earnestly.

"Isn't the peachwood sword also a foreign object?" I am not convinced.

"The nature is different, in short, you want the talisman, no." Lao Dao shook his head, with a posture that he didn't die.

"Alright then, I'll study spells." For the talisman, I originally had the attitude that I could get the best, and it didn't matter if I couldn't get it, so after hearing the old words, I was not disappointed, after all, no matter how much the talisman is, there will always be a day when it will be used, and the spell will be my own.

"Go to the house and get it yourself, it's already ready for you, and I guess you'll be back in a few days." After Lao Dao finished speaking, he returned to his exclusive seat and sat down, picked up the teapot on the table, and drank it leisurely.

After I entered the ruined temple, I went straight to the old table by the window, although I had seen it many times before, but I had never looked at this table with my eyes, and when I thought of the rosewood box last time, I couldn't help but open my eyes and look at the desk.

"Damn, it's too extravagant, isn't it?" Although there are some differences in color, under my heavenly eyes, I can still see that this is a piece of rosewood, but it is not as precious as Venus rosewood, but such a large table, if you add a little history, it is definitely worth the money of the old nose.

I really didn't expect this dead old man to wear so sloppy, but there are a lot of good things.

I shook my head, and then I saw the thin booklet on the table, and on the title page was written the words "Endless Law", the traces were very new, and it was estimated that it had only been written in the past two days.

The booklet is very thin, but in my hand it makes me feel heavy, although the old way does not say, but the love for me is absolutely sincere from the heart, perhaps because a person has lived for too long, he has been used to that kind of restrained feelings, just a different way of expression.

I opened the book, and it recorded the application of some small spells, and the role of some props, the combination of the two allows me to cast some simple spells in the second realm.

You must know that real spells can only be truly cast when they reach the third realm, and the Qiankun borrowing method I cast that time is also reluctantly cast by overdrawing the body, if this method is used too much, it will definitely lose its lifespan.

I've even seen several sleepy ghosts, and with this thing, if that ghost comes back, I'm absolutely sure I'll leave it behind.

Put the booklet in my pocket, I came out of the broken temple, as for the rebuilding or something, since it was rejected by the old way once, I didn't mention it again, in the words of the old way, I am used to this broken place, if it is new, but I can't sleep.

"Okay, is there anything else?" Lao Dao looked at me and asked.

"Is there any chance that ordinary imps will survive under the catastrophe?" I finally couldn't help but ask the question in my heart.

"Apocalypse? What kind of catastrophe? "Lao Dao didn't care about the problem of the little ghost, but became interested in the Heavenly Tribulation.

"The Heavenly Tribulation of the Half-Step Ghost King." I didn't hide it, and told it as it was.

After finishing speaking, Lao Dao looked at me with a very strange gaze, "Being possessed by a half-step ghost king, and being slashed by the heavenly calamity, you can survive, I didn't expect your life to be so hard." ”

"That little ghost..." I couldn't help but remind.

"Don't think about it, don't say it's a little ghost, even if it's a fierce ghost, there is no chance of surviving if you are hit by the catastrophe, it's a pity that there is such a righteous little ghost." Lao Dao shook his head regretfully.

Hearing the old words, my heart hurt again, after all, it is not something that can be put down in a few days.

Maybe I already knew the answer, and I just wanted to come to the old way to seek a glimmer of hope, and now hope is shattered again.

"Forget it, I'm a good person to the end, you can take this string of dzi." Lao Dao suddenly took a string of thumb-sized beads from his wrist and handed it to me.

"What is this?" I took it curiously, it was cool to start, a total of eight, I carefully identified it, it should be made of wood, but I don't know what wood, the texture is much finer than rosewood, and the most important thing is that the veins on it seem to be naturally formed, round by circle, it is very good-looking.

"This string of beads is called Bazi Dzi, there was originally a main bead, but then it was lost, this is when your master I met a living Buddha in Tibet, and he talked to him for three months, he gave it to me on the occasion of parting, originally I planned to wait until I was about to die and then give it to you, see that you are so dangerous outside, I passed it to you in advance, but this is my last treasure, you don't want to think about this kind of good thing in the future." Lao Dao said with a retrospective gaze, and his tone was also sincere admiration for the living Buddha, this is the first time I have heard Lao Dao describe a person in this tone.

"Master, this is given to you by someone, or you wear it, I have a peachwood sword, it's useless to wear this." I'm playing with it and handing it back to Lao Dao, after all, it's something that I've played with for many years, so I will have feelings.

"This is used for self-defense, the Eight Sons Dzi was blessed by the Living Buddha back then, a bead can withstand a full blow from a fierce ghost, if you meet the ghost king, you will enter the mana, you can save your life." Lao Dao explained slowly.

When I heard that this string of dzi was so precious, I felt that I couldn't ask for it, but Lao Dao seemed to see through my mind and said, "Do you think your master will be afraid of the ghost king?" This thing is just a joke for me, it's useless, so I'll give it to you, and remember to bring me some good wine when you come back in the future. ”

"Thank you, master." I finally put the dzi on my wrist, which is strange to say, but after wearing it, I felt that my spirit was much clearer, and the flow of mana was significantly faster.

This discovery can't help but make me happy, I didn't expect this string of dzi to have this effect, which is related to my cultivation speed in the future.

"Well, if it's okay, get out of here." Lao Dao nodded, then leaned back in his chair and pretended to sleep.

The corners of my mouth turned up slightly, bowed to the old way, and then turned to leave.

After I turned around, the corners of Lao Dao's mouth were also upturned, as if there was something pleasant.

After I went down the mountain, I talked to my grandfather for a while, and it was not until he urged him to drive away, stepping on the gas pedal all the way, and finally rushed back to the city before twelve o'clock.

However, I didn't drive straight back to the bureau, but came to the antique street, to be precise, I was here to collect things for ghost hunting.