Uncle Ma seems to be in a good mood.

"Guess what?"

Qin Ding was a little embarrassed, and he was not very comfortable with Uncle Ma's tone.

"Oh, that...... Noodles?"

Qin Ding guessed blindly, Uncle Ma only brought a lunch box, and when he put it on the small table, he seemed to be a little cautious, and it seemed that there was soup in it.

Uncle Ma raised his eyebrows, "Yo, why is it so powerful, I guessed it right at once."

Qin Ding was a little looking forward to it, he hadn't eaten noodles for a long time. He walked to the small table and pulled the lid of the lunch box open, and the lunch box was actually Lanzhou ramen.

Qin Ding suddenly became happy, when he was in school, he liked to go to the Majia ramen restaurant at the school gate to eat noodles.

I don't know if this ramen tastes authentic or not, but it smells good.

"I didn't put the coriander for you, I don't know if you eat it or not."

Qin Ding had already fished out the noodles with chopsticks and sucked them into his mouth.

"I eat coriander. It's fine without coriander."

Qin Ding was eating noodles with a rumbling voice, and he didn't forget to drink the soup while eating.

Uncle Ma touched his chin on the side and said, "The food is quite fragrant, it seems to have an appetite for you." I thought you'd love this morning, and I'd be happy with breakfast on the last day."

The noodles had already been fished out, Qin Ding felt awkward as he drank the soup, Uncle Ma's words sounded weird.

"Uncle Ma, why can't you light candles last night? There's something wrong with the candle?"

The smile on Uncle Ma's face was still very gentle.

"It's not that there's a problem with the candles, it's that there can't be more than three candles in one night."

Qin Ding was stunned, "What do you mean, uncle?"

"This kind of candle is special because it is used for the summer when you count the volts.

I think you can feel the temperature in the house these days, too."

Qin Ding thought to himself, it turned out that he guessed correctly, it was a special candle, and he also found that the temperature of the candle was not high, so it turned out that there was still this effect.

But suddenly he remembered something else, that is, when he found the stone piece on the beam, the candle was extinguished as soon as he came near, and when he went to shine the scroll in the low house, the same candle was extinguished.

He once thought that the quality of the candle was a problem, but now it seems that it may have something to do with the particularity of this candle.

"Ugh...... I thought it was an old house that was warm in winter and cool in summer."

"It's impossible to have such a warm temperature in winter and cool in summer, don't you think it feels cool sometimes? For example...... Last night."

Qin Ding didn't speak immediately, it wasn't cool last night, it was a bone-chilling cold that could make him swing instantly.

"Uncle, you can't light more than three candles like this? What happens if it goes over?"

Uncle Ma blinked.

"What will happen? I'm going to freeze to death in the summer."

How I felt last night, Qin Ding didn't think Uncle Ma was joking. can

Since this kind of candle can't have more than three, such a serious consequence, why didn't Uncle Ma explain it when he first came here? Also, why would the Paper Man suddenly replace all the ordinary candles in the drawer with this kind of candle?

"Huh? Is it so dangerous? Uncle, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Uncle Ma's expression changed from a smile to a hint of apology.

"Xiao Qin, do you want to hear the truth?"

"I'd love to hear it."

"Uh, to be honest...... It's not that I didn't tell you, it's because I forgot about it."

Qin Ding didn't know whether to laugh or cry, his expression was stiff.

"Well, that's dangerous. But...... The day I came here, there were already more than three practical candles, and I didn't feel too cold."

Uncle Ma pondered.

"That's because you're lucky. The day you first came, there were supposed to be ordinary candles in the drawer, and this kind of candle was on the candlestick, so you only lit half of it and didn't overdo it."

Qin Ding didn't speak, if this was the case, it could indeed be explained

Why he hasn't had an accident for six days.

But this can't explain why all the candles in the drawer were suddenly replaced with this kind of candle, and what happened to Uncle Ma last night, obviously knowing that he had been lighting this kind of candle all night.

"And you last night?"

Uncle Ma paused and said, "When I passed by you last night, I saw you flashlight, and suddenly I remembered that I forgot to tell you about it.

The paper man only changes the candles on the candlestick every time, but after six days, he will replace all the candles in the drawer, so when I do the math, I know that you have lit all these candles in one night, and you have lit at least three.

I was worried that you would wake up in the middle of the night or something, so when I saw the flashlight turned on, I reminded me by the way, and I waited a little longer for fear that you would be disobedient, and sure enough, you kid didn't take it seriously at all."

Uncle Ma's explanation was reasonable, but Qin Ding still couldn't fully believe it, because he didn't believe that Uncle Ma would forget about it.

He saw Uncle Ma staring at the candlestick on the table more than once, and after getting along for many days, Uncle Ma should be a meticulous person, how could he be negligent in this matter.

However, if this matter was deliberate by Uncle Ma, what was the purpose? Why did you remind him last night and explain these things today? Therefore, what Uncle Ma said is true or false.

Qin Ding's heart was a little confused, but there was a little embarrassed expression on his face.

"I didn't really take your words seriously last night, and I didn't think lighting a candle could be so dangerous.

Uncle Ma, then what taboos do we have here, think about it again, and now just tell me, save me from accidentally violating it, how scary."

Uncle Ma slowly stood up and looked out the window.

"Nothing. I can't think of anything else for a while, and if you encounter something unexplainable later, it's best not to act rashly and ask me directly."

Qin Ding wondered in his heart, Uncle Ma's words were very strange to taste. What will happen after that, it's hard to explain, and what else can happen after that?

"Okay Xiao Qin, you write slowly during the day's work today, you should finish writing by noon, right?"

"It must have been written. Uncle Ma, do you want to protect the seal?"

"Hmm. I will send you food at noon, and after you finish eating, I will arrange the protection of the seal. I'll go first, you control the time."

"Oh!"

After Uncle Ma left, Qin Ding sat back in his chair.

The transcript hadn't been closed the previous night, so he turned the tape recorder on and began to write on it.

I had already written part of it the night before, so it didn't take me a few hours to finish the rest.

So far, all ten events have been completed, and what Qin Ding didn't expect was that after writing the last paragraph, there were still two pages left on the transcript.

Qin Ding closed the record, and suddenly there was a strange feeling, and he thought of this question again.

It was the reason why this transcript was re-recorded because it was damaged or lost, but he found that message in the process of re-recording.

Then the previous transcript must have been deliberately destroyed or hidden, and the purpose of this was to let the master of the supplementary transcript hear that passage. So this person should be the one who left the message at the end of the tape.

Those who can get up close and personal with transcripts and tapes should be in the palm of their hands. But...... He had already ruled out the former palm before, who could it be?

Qin Ding let out a breath and stopped thinking about this question.

He pulled open the drawer, took out the piece of paper on which the spell was written, and began to consolidate it.

At this moment, a young man suddenly walked in through the door.

Qin Ding shrank his hand and put the paper with the spell on his lap, folded it, and then put it in his pocket.

Except for Uncle Ma, who came here, Qin Ding got up from his chair and walked out of the writing desk.

"Hello. Soul Hunter?"

This person is of medium stature, but his appearance is a little delicate, and he smiled slightly after seeing Qin Ding.

"Ah, I'm a Soul Hunter, are you?"

"I'm the new leader, my name is Qin Ding."

There was a hint of surprise in the man's smile.

"New Boss? What about Uncle Lei?"

It was not easy to come once, Qin Ding wanted to ask something else, and he couldn't waste time on this topic.

"I don't know what's going on with the former palm, you have to ask Uncle Ma."

The man sighed, and Qin Ding suddenly heard this person's voice, this was Fu Tianming, the soul arrester in the ninth incident.

Qin Ding secretly decided last time that even if he recognized who the Soul Hunter was, he would no longer find out, or it would be too troublesome to ask.

However, Fu Tianming seemed to have an easy-going personality, and Qin Ding felt that he should be able to ask something about him.

"I just arrived, and I don't know the soul killers very well, what do you call them? What's your name?"

"Oh, my name is Fu Tianming, you can call it whatever you want."

"Brother Ming is good!"

"Gee, I can't stand that. If you can be the head of this place, you can be a person with an identity."

"Identity? I have my ID card, but I lost it. What kind of identity can you have?"

The man chuckled.

"You're here, and you'll be able to remember who you were later. If you can take up the position of head here, at least in your previous life, you have to be the son of a priest."

Qin Ding wasn't interested in any priest boy for the time being, because he really didn't understand, so he had to go straight to the point quickly.

"White Noodles?"

The man's eyes showed a hint of confusion.

"It's dark?"

The man scratched his head and was about to speak, but Qin Ding continued.

"The white face is black?"

After this set of questions, the man was a little embarrassed, and Qin Ding knew that this person was not the person he was looking for.

"What are you talking about, I don't understand a word."

Qin Ding smiled slightly.

"I'm talking nonsense. By the way, Brother Ming, your colleague, Brother Lu, have you seen Lu Xiaohu recently?"

"Eh, you know Lu Xiaohu. He's just been transferred, and I don't know him very well."

"Haven't you seen him lately?"

"Uh, I can't see him, he, he's dead."

Qin Ding's head buzzed, he didn't know why, his instinct was telling him that something wasn't quite right.

Suppressing his horror, he asked, "How did he die?" How could he be dead?"

The man looked a little regretful.

"I heard that he may have made a mistake in judgment, judging that the level of the murderous soul was one level lower, he thought it was a fourth-level murderous spirit, but when he found the main body, he found that it was a fifth-level murderous spirit, and he didn't have a seal order, so he was ...... by the murderous spirit."

Hearing such a description, Qin Ding felt more and more that there was something wrong with Lu Xiaohu's death. A soul killer, or an experienced person, how can he make a mistake?

"Brother Ming, will you soul killers make such a mistake? Can you still judge wrong? So careless?"

"It stands to reason that it won't, but it can't be ruled out that he hasn't done this rusty thing for many years, or that the murderous spirit is well hidden, so he made a mistake.

Oh, it's a pity anyway, I've heard that he's very powerful, but he doesn't have any identity, or he can be given a seal."

Qin Ding was silent, he felt that Lu Xiaohu was not very like a person who could make such a mistake. He sighed slightly, and moved on to something else.

"Brother Ming, are you saying that if you want to hold a seal, you also need to have an identity, that is, what kind of boy or something in your previous life?"

"Yes. Look at me, I can only use the Soul Hunting Order to catch the murderous souls below level 4."

"Oh, it's not okay to catch a murderous soul and recite a soul hunting spell, don't you have to have a token?"

"Of course, but it's not okay to have a token, this token has to drip blood to recognize the owner, otherwise, reading it can only play a role in driving away evil spirits, and there is no way to arrest the murderous spirit."

"Oh, that's right. Brother Ming, can you show me what that token looks like?"

"Yes, wait a minute."