In the realm of consciousness and dreams, there has always been no boundary.

But a strong country can forcibly determine its own boundaries, and at the beginning everyone is not convinced, so there are more people who die, so naturally they dare not disobey the rules.

Xia Guo has the Jing Night Bureau, the Supervision Department, and some military departments, as well as the Department of Strange Investigations, so as a magic powerhouse, the United States Republic naturally has many similar departments.

One of them is called the Psychic Investigation Division, which specializes in the investigation of spies in the country's conscious world and the real world, and many important units need to cooperate with him.

What happened in the subconscious dream still attracted the attention of the Psychic Investigation Department, because there were not many people who could make two almost immortal ghost riders be imprisoned in an instant, fall into that unconscious state, and look at the whole world.

And Mr. Mercado, the archmage who finally performed the dissociation spell, also said that the spell was very weird, it belonged to another system, and it directly acted on the mind, a bit similar to the mind spell, but it was more different than the mind spell, and it couldn't be said for a while.

But one thing is certain, the one who can cast this kind of spell must be the people of the Xia Kingdom.

Because only they spells are another system, even if people learn secretly, they always can't learn it, because it is a spell formed under another voice, culture and thought, if the mind can't be integrated, then even if some are learned, it is still a skin.

A Xia Guoren sneaked in, and he wanted to investigate, but Archmage Merktor himself was not interested in finding someone, and he didn't have any confidence that other people would be able to find that person.

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Early in the morning, Kui Lin came to the dark room to make incense, and then came to the balcony outside, took a breath of purple gas from the sun in the sky, and dispersed it all around.

Then I went out and ate two steamed buns and a bowl of white porridge, accompanied by a pickled grapefruit peel, which tasted good.

Yesterday, he didn't just say that nicely, but from the heart.

The fist is righteousness, and the sword is chivalrous.

In this world where materialism is rampant and ghosts walk in the shadows of the city, the idea in his heart seems to be out of place, but this is his dream when he was in another body, but at that time, to run for life, he needs to work hard to live, and when he came to this world, everything else in his heart was stripped away, only the one that had been buried deep in his heart, read countless celebrity biographies, countless chivalrous stories, and planted a chivalrous seed in his heart.

It's just buried deeply, and now those are stripped away, growing in this world, and finally combined with his own five years of hard work and persistence, it finally sprouted and bloomed the flower of the original god.

And yesterday, after those words, he felt that his Yuan Shen had recovered a lot.

The sky changed suddenly, and it began to drizzle in the afternoon, and some old people in the alley were very experienced and put a chair at the door, and a few umbrellas were placed on it.

Some tourists bring their own, some buy another one, the umbrella does not sell for more price, but it can be convenient with people.

That night, the sword chanting in Shanghai, whether it was the official or the big media, did not come out to explain anything after all, and the matter was over.

Although Kui Lin's spirit hall has gained a lot of fame on the Internet for a while, everyone still has a kind of awe for the spirit hall, and if there is nothing to do, they will not come in.

Because the Spirit Pavilion is in everyone's hearts, it specializes in dealing with yin and ghost things, and in the past, whoever died, would go to the Spirit Hall to find someone to do things.

Nowadays, cremation is practiced in big cities, so that many evil things are prevented.

Pedestrians in the drizzly alley couldn't see clearly, only saw an umbrella, black, red, green, white, flowers, all kinds of colors, compared to a sunny day, it was a different scene.

Suddenly, someone walked into the spirit hall.

The visitor was holding an umbrella, and the man went into the courtyard and looked up, and saw Kui Lin on the third floor, but did not speak, and he walked under the eaves of the house.

After waiting for a while, Kui Lin came down, put his umbrella outside the door, and walked in.

"Curator Kui, I'm here this time to ask you to take a look at the third miss. "This young man is the same young man who sent the invitation for the Qin family in the first place.

"Qin Shiyue?" Kui Lin asked, he left a wisp of divine thought on this Qin Shiyue's body, but when he signed that summoning contract with the Jade Book the day before, he went all out, so the divine thoughts left outside all collapsed. He didn't know the changes in Qin Shiyue's body.

"Then, please lead the way. Kui Lin said.

The two of them carried umbrellas out of the yard, crossed the alley, and came to the road, where a car was parked, and after the two got into the car, Kui Lin asked, "Have you invited other spirit masters to see it?"

"Yes, everyone who can be called in Shanghai has been invited. The young man said: "Originally, I was going to invite Curator Kui to you, but because there was some contradiction between Miss San and the curator that day, I only came now, and I hope that the curator can be a large number of adults." ”

"If I had been stingy, I wouldn't have come. Kui Lin said, he didn't care very much, the reason why he remembered her was that on that day, there was a king in her.

The car drove through the rain and fog, stopped after about half an hour, and came to a house, which looked to be a few years old, but in this city of Shanghai, where every inch of land is valuable, owning it is a status symbol.

After all, the Qin family is a family of hundreds of years, and if you want to trace it back, it may be traced back to a more distant dynasty, so it is still quite disciplined in doing things, not to mention that modern laws also make it difficult for other people in the Qin family to do things that embezzle family property.

However, if Qin Shiyue dies, then this property will have to be inherited by someone else.

"I don't know, brother, when did you enter the Qin family?" Kui Lin asked the young man next to him.

"Brother can't be the curator, I grew up in the Qin family since I was a child, my father fled the famine and came to Shanghai, and was taken in by the head of the Qin family, so he settled in Shanghai. The young man said.

Although there is no such thing as a servant these days, there are still many people like him in some big families.

The two of them came all the way to Qin Shiyue's room, and there was someone guarding the room.

It was a few women who were crying silently, and when they saw Kui Lin coming in, they hurriedly got up and vacated the place.

Kui Lin only glanced at it, and knew that her soul was gone, completely gone.

Many of the problems are the lack of a soul or a certain soul, but her soul has been completely drained out, and there is no residue at all. What is left is a pure shell.

However, he still walked over and examined it carefully, and there was no trace of ghosts, nor traces of spells, not artificial soul extraction.

Instead, he felt a scent of incense in her shell.

This incense is not the kind of incense that can be smelled with the nose in the ordinary sense, but a spiritual touch.

In ancient times, there was a description of the gods descending to earth, and there was a saying that the room was full of incense.

From her shell, there seems to be such a fragrance lingering.