As I kept churning, another head was turned out.

One large and one small, two heads, leaked into the air in full view of everyone.

Peach's eyes widened, and she turned her head to look at Manager Huang, her words full of anger.

"Lao Huang! What's going on?"

This voice made Lao Huang tremble, and he wrinkled his face: "I really don't know."

Manager Huang is good to me, there is no need to affect him.

"Oops, hey."

I interrupted Momoko's anger first, "This is not something that ordinary people can do."

"There's no point in embarrassing him, wait for me to figure it out."

At this moment, I glanced back and saw that the water stains on the ground had not disappeared.

It stands to reason that these two dead souls have fulfilled their wishes, and even if they don't go on the road, they shouldn't stay here.

I guess they have something to say.

I hurriedly waved my hand at Peaches, "Prepare me some yellow sheet paper, and find me an empty room."

Manager Huang took me to the idle private room, and ran upstairs without daring to stay long.

The yellow paper gradually turned to ashes on the ground, and I smeared the black ash all over my face as if I were washing my face.

Then I set up a dressing mirror behind me, with my face facing the mirror, and my back to the door.

Burning paper ash can suppress the yang energy in my body to the greatest extent, while the mirror is yin, which can increase the yin energy of the two dead souls.

I needed to create a platform to communicate with them.

After doing all this, I took out the porcelain bowl from my pocket that I usually collect hexagram gold.

"Ding!"

The porcelain bowl made a crisp sound on my fingertips, and a cool breeze ran down my back and drilled into me.

"Come out, I can't hurt you."

With that, I opened my eyes and looked at the reflection in the mirror.

When I first came down the mountain, I had a very strong fear of this kind of ghost.

And now, I have seen a lot of evil spirits large and small, and I have a unicorn diagram on my body, so I am not nervous.

But when I looked at myself in the mirror, I was really shocked.

My face as black as coal is more terrifying than ghosts!

"Squeak"

A small crack opened in the door of the private room, and a tall woman with a child in her arms slowly floated behind me.

This woman has a horse face, and her cheekbones are bulging into two mountain bags, and the iron black on her face is comparable to that of Bao Gong.

The weirdest thing is that she is at least two meters tall, which is difficult for ordinary women to have.

I calmly looked at the ghost in the mirror, "Just now, you wanted me to find the missing part of your body?"

After hearing this, the woman immediately knelt down and kowtowed heavily: "I can let our mother have a body, I will kowtow to the Taoist!"

"How long have you been dead?"

"More than three years!"

I didn't say anything, but pulled out a few blank pieces of rune paper from my bag.

"Who's the last name?"

"Lu Haiyan."

I picked up the pen and wrote down my name, and was just about to ask again, when Nalu Haiyan spoke again.

"Before sending us away, can you ask the Taoist to grant us a wish?"

Well?

I couldn't help but look at this female ghost again, and thought: I know a lot.

The thing I'm going to write about is called Chenghuanglu.

This thing is indispensable for Taoists to do transcendent rituals.

There are city gods everywhere, and whether this person is born or dies, he is reported in front of the city god.

Ghosts who have been dead for too many years can no longer find their way to the underworld.

You can only write down a record, and finally buckle the seal of the Three Qing Laws, which should be a pass certificate.

As a female ghost, Lu Haiyan can actually recognize this thing, which is really a bit strange.

I slowly put the pen down and whispered, "As long as it's not too much, I'll be satisfied."

"Send our bones home!" Lu Haiyan was afraid that she would not agree, so she hurriedly added: "I will definitely not let you work in vain!"

After a brief hesitation, I nodded in agreement.

The soul returns to its hometown, and the fallen leaves return to the roots, which is understandable.

Anyway, I have enough money on me, so I don't have to worry about the travel expenses.

"Where's your home?"

"Navel Village, turn left when you enter the village, and the stone pier at the door is my house!"

The name of the place was quite strange, and I tried to search for the memory in my head, but I didn't remember it at all.

Lu Haiyan said with a gesture, I can only understand.

Her home is about 300 kilometers away from Monan, which is not too far away.

But Navel Village is a remote village, and the people in the village live a self-sufficient life, and basically do not deal with outsiders.

If you want to get in, it will take a lot of twists and turns.