Most psychics can ask ghosts to ask questions. However, most psychics will face the problem that it is easy to ask gods but difficult to send them away. Qin Mu also had this problem before. Of course, now, as long as what comes out is not a

If the devil of the abyss, or some damn devil in the sky, basically saves his life, there is no problem. But other than that, Qin Mu is not afraid. When the time comes, he really cannot get rid of the other party, so he will either give him a salvation or directly kill him.

die.

The teacher's incident made Qin Mu, who was originally soft-tempered, a little angry.

He poured three glasses of foreign wine. Qin Mu didn't recognize what was written on the foreign wine. He didn't even recognize the letters. Who knows which country's weird letters it was. Could this be the strong taste of doctors studying in the United States?

Light some incense, then sit still, motionless.

Qin Mu's incense and wine were placed on the table, while Honglian and Tiantian stood behind him on the left and right.

Qin Mu didn't chant some obscure incantations like a dancing master, or draw runes with a judge's pen. He just sat there and waited quietly.

For about five minutes, there was no response from Qin Mu.

"Did you make a mistake? This is how you attract ghosts?" Honglian waited and said impatiently: "I haven't even seen a ghost after waiting for a long time. Do you need us to go out? Or?

The aura on our bodies is really too strong? Or do we need to recite some spells or something?"

Qin Mu had kept his eyes closed while waiting before. After Honglian said this, he opened his eyes helplessly and said, "Just wait, I am Wu Zhu, I don't need those things. Besides,

What should I read? Chonghua has no teachings. How can I say that I am the most spiritual person?"

As soon as Qin Mu finished speaking, the temperature in the entire room dropped sharply.

It felt like suddenly entering an ice cellar.

Qin Mu turned around and looked over, only to see that the large and small room was already densely packed with ghosts of all sizes, but none of these ghosts sat at the table in front of Qin Mu.

Standing about a meter or two away from the table, I greedily smelled the smell of burning incense in the air.

Qin Mu, Honglian and Tiantian looked at each other in confusion. No one knew why this was the result.

Damn, there are too many innocent souls around here, right?

This community doesn't look like a place with frequent incidents. Why do so many people, no, ghosts suddenly appear?

"You...all died in vain?" Qin Mu said quietly as he looked at the hundreds of ghosts in the room.

All the ghosts nodded desperately. All the ghosts looked at the incense in front of Qin Mu. Now Qin Mu was extremely suspicious. If Sister Honglian hadn't been guarding here, I'm afraid Qin Mu would have asked these guys to do it at this time.

Eaten alive.

"That..." Qin Mu looked dizzy as he looked at these ghosts, large and small. The ghosts were all transparent, and this place was probably too small, so hundreds of ghosts were crowded together, and some even

The ghosts are all the same, can you not feel dizzy?

Qin Mu looked at the group of ghosts with some embarrassment. He pointed at the incense and said, "Want it?"

All the ghosts nodded in unison.

Qin Mu pondered for a while and said: "Then you must answer my question first. Whoever answers satisfactorily will give it to him."

While Qin Mu was speaking, he inadvertently took out the judge's pen in his hand and waved it in front of the people on his left and right.

All the ghosts took a step back and looked at Qin Mu warily.

"I'm serious, don't stand like this, it makes me dizzy." Qin Mu said with a sincere expression, and then quietly said: "I'm asking a few questions that you may know."

The ghosts moved a little. You looked at me, I looked at you. Finally, an old man with a white beard squeezed out from among the group of ghosts and stood in front of Qin Mu with a respectful expression: "I don't know what the master wants to ask."

What?"

"You...are alive...no, how long have you been dead?" Qin Mu said.

"The old man was here during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty." The old man was wearing coarse cloth, and his body was as slender as a clothes hanger. The coarse cloth on his body was like a hanging rag.

It was ugly. His thin soles were exposed, half of them were rotten and filled with pus. Even if he was a ghost, Qin Mu could feel that there seemed to be an unpleasant smell emanating from them.

"Well...it's been quite a long time." Qin Mu nodded and said.

This guy actually doesn't know much about history. He only remembers the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, but he doesn't know the rest.

"Then you have a very good understanding of what's going on in this place?" Qin Mu said, "Why haven't you been reincarnated for so many years? Isn't it so strange?"

"I think so too, but master, please look carefully." The old man sighed and said with a sad look on his face. He took a few steps forward and pointed to his shoulder.

Qin Mu took one look and gasped.

There are long peach wood nails nailed to the left and right sides of the old man's lute bones. These are used to trap souls. The sealed souls can only move in place, and unlike the earth-bound spirits, they can't find another victim.

If this guy is nailed to this, it means that his soul will be exiled here forever, and will not accept reincarnation, nor will it become stronger and stronger as time goes by.

In other words, the soul will always be in a state of living soul.

This kind of thing, unless there is some sworn hatred between the owner of the same soul, basically no psychic would bother to use it, because it will extremely damage one's own merit, and may even cost one's own.

life.

Qin Mu has no time to care about this. This may be something that others would do even if they risk their lives. The person who is unbound by such things will also lose their merits. Qin Mu will not do this for free for a few problems.

No matter how soft-hearted you are, you won't do this kind of thing.

Qin Mu coughed softly and said, "When did my teacher become like this?"

The ghosts also saw clearly what Qin Mu had just done downstairs. At this time, the old man did not want to make Qin Mu continue to make detours, but said directly: "My body is underground in this building, so

The building has always been a place for me to walk, but about a year ago, a courier delivered an ebony box."

"It's nothing at first. I can also see that it is something made by the young people of Tianji Pavilion. Of course, it is not as exquisite as the older generation, but for a teacher who knows nothing, it is already very good. There are about a few

A few months ago, the old man's wife died, and then the old man became nagging. You know there is always something wrong with older people, and this is the case with this old man." The old man's ghost continued.

"After a few months of fighting, the old man talked to the box all day long. Later, after he went on a long trip, the box changed. He took the box with him. When he came back, something was wrong. Anyway, we saw the box
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