In the Mao Linsen room, this was a standard room, Xiao Wu lay on another single bed, and tightened the quilt with palpitations.

She looked at Mao Linsen, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and asked him, "Since I was a child, there have always been souls that want to enter my body, why is this?" ”

"Because you're different," he said. ”

"Yes," she said, "I've always been different. Born as a lonely star, he can see ghosts, he can talk to cats, and even dreaming is like acting in a TV series. ”

Seeing her pouting in annoyance, with a small face frowning, Mao Linsen was distressed and wanted to laugh, "I'll find you a chain tomorrow and hang the magic weapon around your neck." ”

She looked at the ritual instrument next to the pillow and asked, "Does this have a name?" ”

"No name."

"Shall I give it a name, a Thorn Soul?"

"Ahem!" Mao Linsen couldn't help but laugh and said, "Good name." I don't know if she will blush when she recovers her memory and knows that she has given such a domineering name to a spare screw for the spaceship.

"Sleep in peace, I'll watch over you." As he spoke, he reached out and stroked Xiao Wu's head, Xiao Wu's eyes blinked in confusion, and he fell asleep.

He stood up and walked to the window, his eyes staring coldly into the darkness, the strength of that soul must have been much stronger than before. A sick and weak person like Kunzi is mentally unstable, easy to be manipulated, and to commit suicide.

The purpose of suicidal suicide is to absorb the soul of the newly deceased person and use it to replenish energy, so that his soul can exist longer and be stronger.

Last time, Brother Peng's mother-in-law's soul was not sucked away, but I was afraid that he and Xiao Wu were present, so he didn't dare to take the risk.

Why did you come to Kesong County? Which host brought the soul to? Kim Seon-ho or Ji Gwang-ho?

No matter who dares to come to fight Xiao Wu's idea, just wait for the soul to fly away.

Mao Linsen closed the window, closed the curtains, and turned back to lie down on his bed.

*

The county public security bureau received a report from the head of Lishu Village and went to Yinpanzhai to investigate Kunzi's death.

Based on careful examination of the scene and the body, only the conclusion of suicide can be reached, but there is really no plausible explanation for why a person with intelligence of only a few years would commit suicide.

Kunzi's parents sadly held a funeral for Kunzi and asked the Taoist priest to make a dojo for Kunzi, saying that he died unnaturally at a young age and had to be exceeded.

Jin Xuanhao has returned to City A, Jin Xuanxiao negotiated a cooperation agreement with the county government, accompanied by Lao Ji and Xiaoding. Mao Linsen went to Yinpanzhai to continue to check the feng shui fortune.

The silversmith in the stockade took Xiao Wu to choose a chain, he took out a small black coin-like thing the size of a fingernail, and there was a small ring in the center of the circle on it, he threaded the silver chain through the small ring, and then hung the chain around Xiao Wu's neck.

"Take out your thorn." He spread his hands.

Xiao Wu took out the magic weapon from the bag, he took it, and gently docked one end of the magic weapon with the small coin, only to hear a click, the two things were combined, and the small coin was larger, and it was not tightly closed.

Mao Linsen let go of her hand, Xiao Wu's stabbing soul was firmly sucked by the small coin and hung on her chest, she tried to take it off, and felt a magnet-like suction between the two, with a little force, she took it down, and it fit it again as soon as she got closer.

"It's convenient." She looked up.

Mao Linsen nodded in satisfaction.

"Brother Lin, what kind of material is the Assassin Soul made of, it looks amazing."

"Hmm...... I don't know, it's from my ancestors anyway. ”

"Brother Lin, you gave me the ancestral things like this, is it really okay?"

"It's okay, I'm the only one in the Lin family doing this now, and no one cares about me."

"Oh, I'll keep it for you, don't worry."

"Okay, I'm relieved." Mao Linsen tried not to laugh as much as possible, there were still a bunch of them in the spaceship, and it would be okay if they fell.

The two talked and walked all the way, and came to the scene of Kunzi's funeral, Xiao Wu stopped and stood next to watch the Taoist priests do things, and Mao Linsen stood beside her and followed boredly.

The Taoist priests wore Taoist crowns, wore Dharma robes, stepped on the road, and played the table and calligraphy to dispatch troops, which was almost the same as what he did thousands of years ago, and the inheritance was very in place.

Xiao Wu raised her head and asked him in a whisper: "They are walking around, chanting scriptures and pinching tricks, what is the purpose?" ”

"Please, God, they firmly believe that they are people who deal with ghosts and gods."

"Really?"

"Most people can't, but a few people can, like you, you don't need to chant the scriptures and pinch the mantras, you can also deal with ghosts and gods."

"If it doesn't work, why are they so complicated?"

"They find it useful, and sometimes powerful psychological cues do what they want."

"Do you believe in such idealistic things?"

"Why don't you believe it?" Mao Linsen looked at Xiao Wu and said seriously: "You have to believe that you are not weird, but different, and you are superpowers, the more confident you are, the more ghosts dare not approach you." ”

Xiao Wu remembered last night's ghost and said fearfully: "Fortunately, there was a thorn soul at that time, and when I opened my eyes, that soul had already begun to squeeze in. ”

"When you are asleep, it is when your body is most relaxed and your soul is in a state of dissociation. The soul I encountered this time is a bit tough, so don't leave me until you catch it. ”

"Well, I'll tell you right away when I see it again. Otherwise, you will not see the soul, but will be plotted by him. ”

“…… Ahem, okay. Mao Linsen raised his hand and touched his nose and replied, "However, you must promise me that you can't be afraid next time you see it, because if you are afraid that your aura will be weak, no matter how strong the magic weapon is, it will not be able to exert the strongest power." ”

"Oh," Xiao Wu nodded, "Brother Lin, the last time I saw you catch the Dryad, what was the first one in the list of soldiers, what was the mantra?" Can you teach me? ”

"Uh......" Mao Linsen looked embarrassed.

"What's wrong? Can't you teach me? Xiao Wu said disappointedly.

"No, it's useless for you to learn now."

"Not enough mana?"

“…… Well, right. Mao Linsen nodded hurriedly, turned around and wiped his sweat silently, acting in front of her at that time, in order to pretend to be a little more like, he learned from the TV series, and felt that that was the posture of professional ghost hunting. Now it seems that although she is only the IQ of an ordinary earthling, she can't fool her anymore.

The Taoist priests who were doing things suddenly became confused, as if something had happened. Mao Linsen pulled Xiao Wu to the side to sit down and rest, and after a while, the village chief of Lishu came over to find Mao Linsen, "Mr. Mao, can I ask you for a favor at the ancestor worship ceremony tomorrow?" ”

"Oh? Help what? ”

"The archmage who just gave Kunzi a ritual suddenly felt sick to his heart, and his apprentice sent him to the hospital, and it is estimated that he will not be able to come tomorrow." The village chief of Lishu frowned and said, "Mr. Jin said that Mr. Mao is a family heirloom yin-yang technique, but he is a senior onmyoji at a young age, and his mana must not be weak. ”

"Isn't there anyone among that archmage's apprentices who are up to the task?"

"I just asked, and no one dared to come forward."

Xiao Wu was listening and asked Mao Linsen, "Will you?" They were all so complicated just now. ”

Mao Linsen lightly spat out a word, "Yes." ”

The village chief of Lishu immediately said excitedly: "Mr. Mao, Master Mao, I beg you, we will pay the remuneration for the Dharma affairs separately." ”

Xiao Wu saw that the village chief of Lishu was sincere, and couldn't help but help him speak: "Go, go, I really want to see how you do things." ”

The village chief of Lishu looked at him expectantly, and he sighed lightly, "Okay, tomorrow I will come to make a dojo for the ancestors," and he said to Xiao Wu, "You follow me tomorrow, don't walk around." ”

"Hmm." Xiao Wu nodded.

At noon, Kunzi's parents invited relatives and friends who participated in the funeral to have a light meal, and the village chief of Lishu took Mao Linsen and the old village chief and other relatives and friends to sit at a table, and everyone talked about Kunzi's suicide while eating.

The old village chief said: "Kunzi's death is not as simple as it seems, have you ever heard of a ghost?" ”

"Ghost top? Is there really a ghost? The younger ones questioned.

"Yes, you young people don't understand, there are really ghosts. When I was a child, there was a wizard in the village, and I heard him say that the first generation of wizards in our village could take on other people's bodies and dominate others to do anything. ”

"By the way, get on someone else's body?" Xiao Wu quietly held the stabbing soul on his chest and said with some trepidation.

The old village chief nodded, "That's what the wizard said back then, of course he hasn't seen it, but when I look at Kunzi, it really looks like being ghosted." Otherwise, how could he have committed suicide on his own? ”

The young man listened to the old village chief's analysis, and couldn't help nodding, "It's really strange. ”

Mao Linsen silently concentrated on eating, and the longer people lived, the more they believed in ghosts and gods.

The village chief of Lishu said: "Don't say these unpredictable words, tomorrow we will start worshipping our ancestors, and when the time comes, please bless our ancestors and stop these strange things from happening again." ”

Everyone nodded, and the old village chief had to stop talking about ghosts.

After eating, Mao Linsen and Xiao Wu followed the village chief of Lishu to the ancestral hall of the village.

The ancestral hall is in the center of the village, a unique stone building, I can't tell which style it is, the eaves of the roof are like a pair of huge wings, Xiao Wu saw it at a glance, her heart jumped, and a familiar feeling swelled, as if she suddenly saw the idol she had loved for many years appear in front of her, and her heart fluttered and jumped.

"What's wrong with you?" Mao Linsen asked her with a twinkle in his eyes.

Xiao Wu said worriedly: "This house seems to have been seen somewhere, so familiar." ”

Mao Linsen smiled: "I've seen it in your dreams." ”

Xiao Wu thought for a moment and shook her head, "I haven't seen it in my dreams, but I just feel familiar." ”

Walking into the ancestral hall, there are rows of neatly placed tablets, and there is a large silver plate on the center of the shrine, and a rectangular black thing on the silver plate, which is also covered with a red cloth, like a bride who has lifted her hijab.

"This is the magic weapon that banishes locusts?" Xiao Wu took a closer look.

The village chief said, "It's an imitation, and it's really much more delicate than this." ”

Xiao Wu asked, "Can you take it and take a look?" ”

"Yes." The village chief of Lishu said, picking up the imitation magic weapon and putting it in Xiao Wu's hand.

Xiao Wu took it with both hands, and it was very heavy. She held it in her hand and looked at it carefully, and the side of the magic weapon that landed on the ground was smooth and flat, but there were many small and irregular holes on each of the other sides.

"I heard my grandfather say that the real magic weapon is very light, and I can't tell what it is made of, it is very hard and strong."

Xiao Wu handed the magic weapon back to the village chief and said, "Don't blame me for talking nonsense, I think this thing looks like a sound." ”

Mao Linsen couldn't help but smile happily.

The village chief of Tachiki said: "There are all kinds of guesses, but no one says it's like a sound." The real artifact is gone, and it is impossible to confirm it. ”

After putting the imitation away, the village chief of Tachiki invited the two of them to sit down in the next room, and he took out a pamphlet and said, "This is the process of worshipping ancestors, Mr. Mao, please take a look." What do you need to do the dojo, Mr. Mao told me, I'll prepare. ”

"No, I see that those Taoist priests have a complete set of things, so let's use those."

"Okay, I'll ask the master's apprentice to assist you."

Mao Linsen looked at the process roughly, and left with Xiao Wu.

Walking not far away, Xiao Wu looked back at the top of the ancestral hall, the pair of big wings that seemed to be about to rise to the sky made her heart flutter wildly, and at the same time, a trace of sadness came out of her heart like ripples, rippling in circles, making her both excited and sad.

"Xiao Wu." Mao Linsen called her.

She looked up at him, tears hidden in her eyes, "Brother Lin, why do the people of Yinpanzhai want to repair a pair of wings on the roof of the ancestral hall?" ”

Mao Linsen pulled her to face the pair of wings and said, "That is the totem in the heart of the first wizard in the village, and this is the only one that can make him feel different from everyone else." ”

"But the people in the village didn't think it was a totem."

"Because the first generation of wizards helped them choose a big silver plate as their mascot, and the wings were built on the roof so that someone could see it, and all those who feel the same way as you are destined."

"Do you feel different, too?"

"Hmm."

Xiao Wu looked at his shining eyes, and the sourness in his heart slowly dissipated.

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