Just now, I had already thought of a person, a soul-picking person, and a person who specializes in picking up scattered souls.

That's right, he is the old man who was the Soul-Shi Hun. The time I made an appointment with Yi Sheng and I duel in the park, I once met him.

Since Xin Ya's soul has dispersed at this time, he is probably the only one who can find it back.

I asked Mr. Situ, but I knew that this old man was so soul-scoring. Mr. Situ smiled and said, "The old man wandered alone every night, but there were very few people who could see him, and it was not easy to find him."

When I heard him say this, I knew that he had a solution. Sure enough, Mr. Situ slowed down and said, if you want to find him, you must first find a ferryman in the Huangquan. They are all night workers in this city. Through the Huangquan ferryman, you may be able to find the old man Shihun.

He paused and said that the old man was actually a soul maker, a mysterious profession that only existed. He wandered in the dark night, looking for those scattered souls in order to help them regain their rebirth, or eternal rest.

It was getting late. Regarding the reincarnation mirror, I asked Shao Peiyi and Nangong Feiyan to check the situation first. Leng Qingyang had nothing to do, so he also went to watch Long Boss. He said that the case in the school has been found out. Shao Peiyi and I did not have the time and motivation to commit the crime. With his efforts, the investigation target has been shifted to Long Boss. However, his Longteng Construction seems to have a deep background in the past two years, and almost monopolized the demolition project in the city, so the investigation is also quite difficult.

But this has nothing to do with me. I believe that Boss Long’s life should be difficult. Xiang Yu and Leng Qingyang plotted against him together. I still don’t understand the true identity of Captain Leng Qingyang, but this is not important. As long as he is standing on the same boat as us, there are so many of him.

Everything was arranged and the sky gradually became dark. I suddenly remembered something, so I asked Nangong Feiyan to prepare for me. After they all left, I was alone in her room and started to get busy.

What are I going to be busy with? Of course, I am drawing talismans and storing ammunition. Over the past few days, I have been using more and drawing less. Now I am exhausted from ammunition and food, and I have become a commander with bare feet. This time, I have to prepare more.

Before the start of work, I sat silently for a long time, recited the Three Divine Mantras for a long time, and then wandered in the realm of the ancient scriptures for a long time. Only then did I feel refreshed and my spirits doubled, and my previous bad state was wiped out.

Nangong Feiyan had already prepared a thick stack of yellow paper for me. I picked up the pen, dipped it in cinnabar, and began to draw the talisman with concentration.

According to convention, the character breaking is still the most powerful and most commonly used character. Therefore, the more you use the better. The less you use the character to suppress it, the less you use, and the less you use the character to drive it, so you can draw the character hidden and the forbidden characters. It is more difficult to draw, but it is also very effective, so I tried to draw more. As for the other types, I didn't draw any of them.

Unlike the phenomenon of feeling very tired after drawing a few talismans before, I drew the table full of talismans in one breath and put them away one by one, and then I felt tired. Perhaps because I was too focused and when I got up, my body staggered.

At this time, I felt a deep sense of emptiness, as if something in my body was hollowed out. I knew it was because I was too careful just now, drew so many talismans, and there was almost no rest, which caused mental and physical fatigue.

I sat cross-legged and took a deep breath, hoping to recover my energy and strength before setting off.

I slowly closed my eyes, gradually calmed my heart down, trying to enter the realm of the ancient scriptures, and feel the joy of the sea of ​​clouds again.

However, after a long time, the familiar feeling did not appear, and my heart was still empty. Just when I was puzzled, I suddenly felt a cold feeling that slowly rose from my abdomen.

I was immediately surprised. But this feeling seemed a little familiar, as if it was...

Just as I thought of this, the special coldness began to spread in my body. It was cold and numb, itchy, like many small insects slowly squirming and crawling in my body. The indescribable feeling was a little uncomfortable, but also a little comfortable.

I had never felt this feeling before. I carefully sensed the power wandering in my body, but I didn't know what to do. I was hesitating and suddenly thought of something, and my heart couldn't help but move. Could it be that this is the power of the Qingming Fruit?

Indeed, this cold feeling seems to have felt it before, but it is different. At the three forks of the underworld, I sensed the power of the Qingming Fruit, which exploded accidentally and almost fought with Anan, but the feeling that time was a bit hot and domineering, and it was completely different from the coldness now.

I thought for a while and then I understood that when I was in the underworld, I was in a state of soul. The power of the Qingming Fruit must be very domineering. For the extremely Yin-attributed soul, it was burning. However, now I have returned to my normal state. For my yang-attributed body, the Qingming Fruit will naturally be insignificant and become shaded.

However, I have been back for so long, why has the power of this Qingming Fruit just taken effect?

As soon as I thought of this, the force suddenly accelerated to flow, like a flood that opened the gate, rushing in my body. I hurriedly wanted to get rid of this force, but it was too late. The cold feeling had numbed my whole body, or in other words, the blood in my body was controlled by it and could not escape.

I was shocked. How could this happen? I tried my best to get my mental power and wanted to use my own strength to remove the increasingly strong Yin and cold aura, but there was no way. My body was now empty, as if all the power had been exhausted and was completely occupied by the Yin and cold.

I became more and more anxious. At this time, I was the only one in the room, but I couldn't even shout, and there was no one asking for help. I was powerless to save myself. I had to fight against that power desperately, and let my mental power reach its limit bit by bit, and almost all my potential was completely driven out of my body.

But even so, the power of yin and cold is still not something I can resist. I feel that my limbs are gradually getting cold and my entire body loses consciousness. The so-called resistance is only found in my mind.

Finally, even my pitiful consciousness gradually lost. I fell to the ground with my eyes open, looked at the ceiling, and felt my body getting colder and colder. The whole world seemed to be just cold and dark, just like my body fell into a cold deep sea vortex, constantly sinking and falling...

In a drowsy state, my body seemed to float on the endless sea, swaying, and lying on the uninhabited beach. Waves came one after another, slapped my body. However, all this was like a dream. I could only vaguely feel these from my subconscious mind, without any intention of resistance or struggle. Gradually, even this subconscious mind disappeared. I seemed to have reached the end of darkness, and the end of the world finally lost all consciousness...

I don’t know how long it took, but the surroundings suddenly became brighter, my mind began to pound again, and my consciousness returned to my body. I began to feel warm all over, as if a heat current was about to rush out of my body, but I couldn’t find the outlet to vent it. It gradually accumulated in my body, and more and more. I finally couldn’t bear the feeling of dryness and blood rushing. I subconsciously screamed, then turned over and sat up.

The room was quiet. I sat blankly for a while before gradually coming to my senses. The scene just now came to my mind and jumped up in a hurry. I touched my whole body everywhere, but everything was normal, and there seemed to be no change.

But what happened to the cold and cold power, and the heat flow that suddenly appeared just now?

I touched my body again, but was surprised to find that the feeling of emptiness in my body just now had disappeared, as if it was full of energy, as if it was a special power that I had never experienced before.

I frowned, and suddenly felt happy. I remembered something. I hurried to the table, spread paper and picked up a pen, and waved my hand to write a word sleepy.

I clearly remember that I once wrote this word many times. At that time, I was thinking about experimenting and self-understanding, but it failed without any surprise. This time, I suddenly became lucky and wanted to write it out and give it a try.

An ancient style word "回曞曞" was written in the blink of an eye. I stared at the word "回曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞曞�

I sighed, and I picked up the yellow paper with the word sleepy, looked at it again, kneaded it into a ball, threw it into the garbage basket next to me, and failed again.

Unexpectedly, just as I was about to turn around, I suddenly saw from the corner of my eyes that there seemed to be a ray of light in the garbage basket, which illuminated a little.

I felt aroused in my heart and quickly looked back. Yes, there was indeed light flashing, and it was emitted from the ball of paper that I had just discarded.

Ha, it actually succeeded! I was overjoyed and hurriedly grabbed the ball of paper and opened it. The sleepy word on it was flashing slightly with a white light, and it was indeed successful.

I was a little excited when I looked at the word sleepy. This should mean that my abilities have improved again, right?

I calmed down and decided to write a few more words to try. It would be best to try all the words that my grandfather had written before. If it succeeds, then...

I did it right away, and I immediately spread out the paper and was about to start writing when someone suddenly knocked on the door outside.

"Du, kuu..."

The knock on the door was very light, but it was clearly heard. I was slightly stunned and looked up and said, "Who?"

A cold voice outside the door said, "Mr. Situ told you to leave, it's getting late."

I looked at the time and it was indeed very late. If I didn’t leave, the Mid-Time would be almost past.

I hesitated for a moment and put down the yellow paper in my hand. This can be written at any time. Now the most urgent task is to save Xin Ya. Time is life, so I have to set off immediately.

But I was very curious about who this person was outside the door. When I walked to the door, I opened the door casually and was stunned. I subconsciously took two steps back because this person was... Cat slave Coco.

I saw her looking at me coldly and said, "Mr. Situ told me to go with you and protect your safety."
Chapter completed!