Wanwan's words made Huang Xikong fall into deep thought.

His first reaction was that he was accidentally contaminated with Qu Yuan's part of the yin qi last night.

But not very sure.

The aura on Qu Yuan's body was indeed extremely heavy, but when he absorbed the other party's yin qi, he had already consciously controlled the purification and absorption of that part of the yin qi.

Wanwan put her hands in front of her, circled around him, and nodded very affirmatively: "It's anger, although it's not much." ”

"Yesterday, in order to suppress Qu Yuan, I absorbed part of her yin qi."

Huang Xikong explained truthfully, his brows were still twisted together, and he shook his head and said: "No, I have seen that female ghost sister, although she has a strong temperament, I remember the taste, which is different from yours." ”

Although Wanwan couldn't judge the source of her anger, she didn't dwell on it for too long.

If we find it now, we will be able to curb the growth of anger as soon as possible.

Wanwan stood in front of him and thought for a while, and Huang Xikong couldn't help but ask, "Is anger a bad thing for me?" ”

Wanwan nodded: "When the anger grows to a certain extent, Uncle Huang, you will gradually lose control of your murderous intentions." ”

Huang Xikong was slightly stunned, he believed in Wanwan in this regard.

Immediately, he calmly said, "What's the solution?" ”

"Ordinary people, they usually go to a more peaceful and quiet place to cultivate their minds, such as temples and Taoist temples, but Uncle Huang is not suitable for this kind of place, and he can't wear accessories such as jade Buddhas and jade bodhisattvas......"

Wanwan touched her chin a little distressed.

Anger is not easy to clear.

Xia Zhihuai was confused when he heard this, and interjected: "Can't you put a talisman on him to drive away the anger?" ”

Wanwan looked up at him with a somewhat indescribable expression when she heard this, and Xia Zhihuai felt that his proposal was quite good: "What's wrong?" Am I not right? Yin qi can be removed, bad luck can be removed, evil qi can be removed, why can't evil qi be removed? ”

Makes sense.

But it doesn't make sense.

"Anger and evil are completely different things."

Wanwan racked her brains, but she didn't think of a better explanation, so she decisively gave up communicating with her stupid brother.

Xia Zhihuai was a little weak by Huang Xikong's eyes, touched the tip of his nose awkwardly, and pointed to the fate-interception card in his hand: "Hurry up and watch, after reading it, I will give it to the two little Taoist priests over there." ”

Huang Xikong lazily retracted his sharp gaze, looked down at the brand with his palm short in two, there was a sense of coldness in his tentacles, and the thumb of his right hand rubbed lightly on the card, and there were some rough lines on it that made his movements pause suddenly.

Xia Zhihuai was already observing his reaction, and when he saw a slight abnormality, he immediately asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"The texture is a little familiar."

After Huang Xikong pondered for a long time, he said slowly: "I should have seen it before, I forgot whether it was before or after death, but these lines should only be a small part of a certain pattern." ”

Hua Ti walked up to him, a little afraid of Huang Xikong, but still took the initiative to ask, "Can I take a look?" ”

Huang Xikong glanced at him and threw the sign into his arms: "If you want to see it, you can see it." ”

Hua Ti lowered his head and carefully examined the fate-interception card, and handed half of it to Hu Qi behind him.

Hu Qi carefully stroked the half-cut wooden card, and said in a low voice: "It's the same as the interception card I got before, it should be some kind of formation map." ”

"But not quite."

Hua Ti was very convinced of Hu Qi's words, in addition to Hu Qi's inability to see, Hu Qi's talent for cultivation was far above him.

On this trip, the master also asked him to put Hu Yanshu's judgment first.

Hu Ji handed the Interception Card to Hua Ti and asked him to keep it, and turned to face in the direction of Wanwan, with a puzzled expression on his face.

Wanwan stood with her back to him, the back of her round head, and her cute three-headed body, pretending to be a deep little appearance, but he couldn't see these, the only thing he could perceive was that there was a golden light cluster, like a walking aura jar.

In a flash of inspiration, Wanwan held a small fist in his right hand and pounded it in the palm of his left hand, Huo Ran raised his head, his eyes lit up and said, "I know how to solve Uncle Huang's anger." ”

Huang Xikong squatted down and looked directly at her innocent and clear eyes face to face: "What way?" ”

The corners of her mouth curled: "Copy the scriptures." ”

The corners of Huang Xikong's mouth twitched, his fingertips flicked on her forehead, watching the yin qi burn worse than before, and snorted coldly: "Do you want me to be scattered sooner?" I may not be able to stand the chanting of the scriptures by monks, where can I copy the scriptures. ”

Wanwan touched her forehead and explained very seriously: "It's okay, Uncle Huang, you can try it." ”

Ghosts and ghosts copy scriptures, she listened to the immortal monarch of the heavenly realm by chance.

When they were studying in the Heavenly Realm Cub Class, every once in a while, the Immortal Elder would invite a few Immortal Monarchs and Fairies to give them lectures, mainly to improve the children's vision and knowledge, and enrich their experience.

Wanwan took out a folded dark yellow book from her pocket and handed it to Huang Xikong: "This is the scripture I copied before, Uncle Huang, you copy it a hundred or ten times according to this, and the bad things on your body will be gone." ”

"A hundred or ten times?" Huang Xikong folded the book in his hand and opened it, looking at the few big characters written at the beginning, the font looked very childish, but it could be seen through the neat copying that the person who copied should have been very serious at that time.

"The Six Altars of Ancestral Scripture."

Huang Xikong briefly flipped through it and found that just flipping through it really didn't have any effect on him.

"Okay, I'll try." Huang Xikong put away the notebook, took out two full paper bags out of thin air, and stuffed them into Wanwan's arms, "This is what Zhuqing made for you yesterday, originally for me to keep, and I will give you food when you go back, but last night your brother temporarily called me over, so I brought it by the way, don't leave these freshly baked foods for too long, and ...... When you go back, remember to thank her. ”

Wanwan held the two bags in surprise and nodded like pounded garlic: "Sister Zhuqing is so good, I like her." ”

Xia Zhihuai: "You like everything you want to eat." ”

Wanwan raised her head and said arrogantly: "That's different, Sister Zhuqing made it specifically for me, brother, you don't have it!" ”

Xia Zhihuai couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and looked at her with a smile: "...... How do you know that Zhuqing didn't make it for me? ”

Wanwan looked at Huang Xikong.

"He finished eating last night." Huang Xikong spread his hands and said helplessly.

Wanwan pursed the corners of her lips: "......" didn't show off her success, and her happiness was suddenly halved.

……

Hua Ti and Hu Ji briefly communicated with them, and learned that Mo Yanshu's uncle Mo Zexu already knew about the Interception Card, and left the program team to go back to deal with family affairs, the two immediately chose to leave, ready to leave Tieshi, first try to contact Mo Zexu, and then decide whether to go to Mo's house to explore the situation.

Seeing the black car leave, Huang Xikong leaned lightly on the trunk of the tree at the door, looked up at the shaking branches above his head, his eyelids suddenly trembled, he stood up straight, and said in a low voice: "I remember, the pattern on the fate-taking card ......"

Xia Zhihuai and Wanwan turned back in unison: "Huh? ”

"Inside the dungeon, the coffin board that suppressed me before is engraved with a pattern similar to that one."

Huang Xikong's voice was cold, and the light color on his face gradually faded.