Yang Jingbin's abnormal behavior made Wen Shuo's heart burst out: "Uncle, could it be that this head teacher unknowingly 'practice' has become a refinement, so the yin and evil qi on the broken sword has been lost, he knows, and he is reluctant?"

"I'm sorry, I was a little ...... just now" Yang Jingbin's tone was quite apologetic, but he didn't know how to explain his behavior.

Because just now, he just felt that this broken sword was not as stolen as before, because of the experience he had accumulated in archaeological research for many years, and the so-called sixth sense that he couldn't say and no one would believe if he said it. With his long-term experience in archaeological research, Yang Jingbin has a strong dependence on and trust in this feeling, and when he suddenly fell into a coma for some reason, he and Wen Shuo were the only two in the office.

There is a saying that "the poor ** plan, the rich have a long conscience." ”

Yang Jingbin naturally suspected that Wen Shuo, who was poor and extremely wealthy, took the opportunity to steal the broken sword.

With such suspicions, the honest Teacher Yang was impulsive, so he searched Wen Shuo's body, but found nothing, and then turned his head to observe the broken sword, and found that all the details on the broken sword, even if it was a piece of rust, did not change in the slightest.

At the same time, Yang Jingbin also thought that it was impossible for Wen Shuo to steal the beam and change the pillar:

First of all, Wen Shuo didn't know that there was such a broken sword, and he hadn't even seen it; secondly, the broken sword that had just been unearthed not long ago, even if Wen Shuo had seen it by occasional coincidence, it was impossible to make a fake in a short period of time.

What's more, this is an extremely high-security cultural relics research institute, and it is impossible for Wen Shuo to quickly steal a cultural relic from here, and then turn back to pretend.

Seeing Mr. Yang's embarrassed and apologetic appearance, the smart fat man immediately guessed something, so he said with a simple innocent expression on his face, and a little nervous: "Old Yang, teacher, except for holding you and shaking you a few times, I haven't even touched anything else in the office...... If, if you find something missing in the office, it has absolutely nothing to do with me, I can swear by this broken sword!"

"I'm sorry, I was a little confused. Yang Jingbin shook his head with a smile and explained: "Probably, it's because of a coma and hallucinations in my head." ”

"Oh. Wen Shuo nodded innocently, as if he really believed it.

"Oh yes. Yang Jingbin seemed to have just remembered something, and said, "You came to the institute to find me, is there anything wrong?"

Wen Shuo was stunned, and then showed an embarrassed expression that hesitated and was difficult to speak.

Yang Jingbin smiled: "What's the matter, are you embarrassed to say?"

"That's it...... I said don't laugh at me. ”

"Huh?" Yang Jingbin showed a look of crying and laughing, there had never been a student who had ever said such a thing to him, and couldn't help but be curious, nodded and agreed: "Okay." ”

The soreness in his left hand made Wen Shuo pouting and taking a breath, but fortunately, he pretended to be embarrassed, but it didn't surprise Yang Jingbin. He took out the triangular "talisman" that he had always carried with him from his pocket, put it on his desk, and said: "When I was the first in the city in the college entrance examination, I became a little famous in my hometown, and many people sympathized with my family background, some made donations, and some gave various gifts. In the vicinity of my community, there is a perennial fortune-telling to see the face, draw talismans to see the ill old man, I heard that I reported to the Department of Archaeology of Beijing University, that day I made a special trip to find home, sent me two evil amulets, said that in the future to go to the field archaeology, go to the cemetery, or study the antiquities from the ancient tombs, it is inevitable to encounter evil dirty things, there are evil amulets in the body, you can scare off those dirty things, to prevent the collision of foreign disasters or something...... That, Mr. Yang, I know it's superstition and shouldn't be believed, but, but...... As the saying goes, if you believe it, if you don't believe it, you don't have it, and as the saying goes, be prepared......" Wen Shuo pretended to be flustered and explained with an embarrassed expression: "During class today, I saw that you seemed to be a little tired, and I thought that you have been in contact with cultural relics and studied these things, and you, you are so good to me, so I want to give you one." ”

Speaking of this, Wen Shuo seemed to be more and more embarrassed, he lowered his head, and his hands were clasped together in a cramped manner.

Looking at the obese student in front of him with an honest personality like his figure, Yang Jingbin did not laugh at his superstition, but was moved and said, "Thank you, I will cherish this gift." Actually, you don't have to be embarrassed by this, as you just said, if you believe it, if you don't believe it, you don't have it, maybe it will really be useful in the future?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Wen Shuo seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and nodded violently with a simple smile.

"Alright, if nothing else, you can go back first. Yang Jingbin smiled and said: "Here in the Institute of Cultural Relics, according to the regulations, idle people are not allowed to enter, in the future, when you take the postgraduate examination, maybe I will take you personally, so that it will be convenient to enter and exit the institute." ”

Wen Shuo immediately showed a look of surprise and gratitude: "Thank you, teacher, I will definitely study hard and not let you down." ”

"Hmm. Yang Jingbin waved his hand.

"Then I'll go first, and I'll see you later, teacher. ”

"Goodbye. ”

The honest fat man left the office, Yang Jingbin smiled bitterly and picked up the talisman on the desk that was folded into a triangle to ward off evil spirits, and shook his head.

Outside, it was getting dark.

Wen Shuo grinned and endured the violent soreness and numbness in his left hand, boarded the three wheels and walked around the campus of Beijing University, came to the grove on the shore of the Red Lake, got out of the car and sat on a stone, frowned at his left hand, which did not show the slightest abnormality on the outside, and thought about how to deal with the extremely aggressive yin qi sealed in his left hand.

In fact, there is the simplest solution, if you are well prepared, it is nothing more than to set up a calligraphy rune array, and then raise an altar to completely destroy the yin and evil qi.

But after suffering such a big loss today, in order to dispel Yang Jingbin's doubts just now, he put in a talisman, and the fat man felt that it would take more time, physical strength, spirit, and money to destroy this evil spirit......

Isn't that a bigger loss?

Therefore, we have to make the most of this evil spirit.

According to the notes written by Lao Han Tou, the yin and evil qi is different from the yin and evil qi, and it cannot be used for the practice of raising the altar, because its anti-phagogue is too strong.

If you really can't think of any other use, use it for metaphysical research.

After all, this thing is rare to encounter, and it has absorbed the yin and evil spirit of Teacher Yang Jingbin's special vitality.

The yin aura that is sealed in his hands will be active from time to time, trying to break free from the shackles of the magic circle—this is not a manifestation of spirituality, but just an instinct. At this moment, the yin and evil qi was active again, and the sour and numb feeling hit, probably because he had a feeling of fatigue after being active many times, or Wen Shuo was also used to this feeling, so it was not as uncomfortable as before, he easily endured the sour and numb feeling, and was able to condense his mind and silently recite the mantra, and use a wisp of true qi to coerce his thoughts into a qi machine, and carefully integrate the meridians in his body into the magic circle on his left hand, with the help of the protection of the magic circle, carefully investigate the state of the yin and evil qi at close range, and at the same time try to touch.

The yin qi that was active and rushing left and right was touched by Wen Shuo's qi machine, and immediately like a frightened little mouse, it suddenly contracted and hibernated, trembling and trying to get away from this terrible qi machine.

Hey?

Wen Shuo was surprised, this thing should not absorb and integrate Yang Jingbin's extraordinary vitality and wisdom, and thus become a refinement, right?

Thinking of this, the fat man's qi moved at will, and it was on his left hand, so he could easily point where to hit, so the sealed yin qi was suddenly like a frightened rabbit, sometimes spreading into a mist in the magic circle and wanting to seep out, sometimes shrinking into a point and wanting to hide, and sometimes turning into a thin thread trying to break out.

After repeating it many times, the yin qi shrank into a point, as if tired, as if appointed, and put on a state of being slaughtered by others, and no longer moved.

"Hey, the ...... of the trick"

Wen Shuo thought it was funny, but he was still not sure that this evil aura really had spirituality.

Then wait and see!

Judging that the sealed yin qi was incapable of rebelling and could be controlled at any time, the fat man made up his mind, got up and pedaled three rounds and rushed to the cafeteria.

The yin aura has not been active for a long time, as if it is dead, and it is dormant and motionless as if it is afraid. Until about eight o'clock in the evening, when Wen Shuo was chatting with his roommates in the dormitory, he suddenly became keenly aware of the yin qi that contracted into a point, and slowly stretched out carefully...... Wen Shuo quickly mobilized his true qi to wrap his mind, forming a qi machine to rush directly into that yin qi, this time, without the slightest tentative touch, but fiercely pressed up.

The yin qi that had just dispersed was sensitively and flusteredly shrunk into a little again, and it kept trembling.

Wen Shuo was so excited that he almost jumped!

Damn, the possibility of this thing becoming a sperm is too great.

At one o'clock in the middle of the night, the sinister aura moved again.

Wen Shuo, who was meditating cross-legged, woke up from the meditation practice, and immediately pressed it up again with the qi machine, and at the same time silently recited the mantra, and the method increased the attack power of the qi machine, fiercely enveloping the yin and evil qi, and constantly tearing.

Sure enough, the yin qi was so flustered that it instantly dispersed into several pieces, and then turned into wisps, running around in the magic circle.

Wen Shuo's qi was retracted, and the yin qi shrank to a point.

"It's so good!" Wen Shuo burst into tears with excitement - it was still a sinister aura that could be controlled, at least it could be easily controlled now, and there was no need to worry about backlash, and it could be ravaged at any time.

Spiritual......

Does it mean that you can train it well, and eventually practice this yin qi into a magic weapon?

Or, to do some shady good people and good deeds?

The fat man squinted in the dark and laughed and trembled: "Lao Tzu is really honest and kind, and he wants to be a good person and do good deeds all the time!"

Thinking of doing it, the fat man immediately recited the mantra silently, and used the qi machine to draw out a trace of the blood of his own body from the skin of his left hand, and shrank into a small point of yin qi in trembling, and the surrounding wind - coquettish - teasing: "Come on, absorb the vitality of the master, so that you will become smarter! Because the master is ...... than Teacher Yang."