I left the bathroom door in a daze and arrived at the end of the hallway.

The decoration of the dojo is simple, but the layout is clear, and it is the work of a master. The props on the table are complete, even those unrelated to Feng Shui masters.

I remembered that Zhao Qian's master not only enlightened her grandfather, but also had a female layman. It seems that there are some things that belong to female laymen.

Where did this female layman leave without understanding? So many things were left behind.

But with Song Wanyi around, I couldn't figure out these things either. So I arranged the talismans I had drawn, rearranged the props on the table, lit twelve high-quality candles, and began reciting mantras silently.

At the end of the sentence, I used the brand new surgical knife stored here to cut open my middle finger and began to replicate some spells in the soul urn with my blood essence. The process was the same as when I subdued Xijun at that time, but the spells were slightly different.

Come on, Bloody Food. "I looked at Song Wanyi kneeling beside me and awkwardly stretched out my middle finger. If it were Xijun, I wouldn't feel any pressure.

But whether Song Wanyi is a female ghost of the same age as Zhao Qian and Yu Xiaoxue, or an uncertified mountain god, this way of feeding chicks and ducks seems a bit off and makes me feel a bit uneasy.

Song Wanyi knelt silently next to me, looking at me with eyes that were dark and flushed, her face neither happy nor angry.

This made me feel a bit embarrassed as I was holding my fingers in mid air.

She has never smoked anyone else's blood because as a mountain ghost, there are too many things she can eat, and the spiritual energy on the mountain is enough for her daily activities. It's not wrong to disdain human blood.

So directly sucking blood essence is a very fresh thing for her.

She looked around and finally reached out her hands to hold mine. After thinking for a moment, her lips parted lightly and she lightly touched the blood dripping from my middle finger.

Wanyi's lips are crimson, different from Xijun and a bit different from ordinary ghosts. She is obviously much more powerful. At the moment when her red lips touched my blood essence, she seemed to feel a burning sensation piercing through her body and mind, and her eyes lit up instantly.

She took my hand and sucked it, and I could feel a continuous stream of blood flowing out of my body. I lost a lot of qi and blood last night, and when I came back from the mountain to feed her blood essence, I suddenly felt dizzy.

However, Song Wanyi seemed to know the essence and taste. When I instinctively pulled out my hand, there was a hint of reluctance in her eyes, as if she was very unwilling.

I remembered almost hooking her soul with a soul bell before, and immediately woke up a lot, so I shouted, 'Stop it!'

Song Wanyi suddenly woke up, as if she also understood that she had unknowingly possessed the technique of seducing me to continue supplying blood to her earlier.

But shrewdly, she quickly concealed her panic, reached out her tongue, and gently licked the wound on my middle finger, drying up the last trace of blood on it.

The gentle scene was like a flirtation between a couple, and goosebumps rose all over my body. This Song Wanyi seemed like a lady from a wealthy family, but sometimes her actions made people feel a slight chill. Her inherent charm made her seduce without the need for magic, she could definitely do it with every move.

I suppressed the restlessness in my heart, dispelling any impure thoughts. After the Qingming Festival, I lit another incense candle and inserted it into the altar.

You will consume my essence and blood, and from now on, you will be subject to my checks and balances. Driven by me, I will regularly provide you with blood. If we change our minds, we will be subject to soul hunting by the ghosts and gods from all directions and the ghost kings from all directions. Do you understand

I quickly burned incense and inserted it into the paper talisman table with the words' Four Directions Ghost Gods' and 'Eight Directions Ghost Kings' written on it.

Song Wanyi nodded and also knelt down to worship the gods and ghosts worshipped.

After the ceremony was completed, I let Song Wanyi enter the new soul urn and carried the old one to the peach blossom tree. I found a seemingly good location to bury her underneath.

Now that I have even raised a ghost myself, it is still possible to bury the ashes under the peach blossom tree in the yard. Anyway, there are ghosts around me, so it doesn't matter anymore.

Returning to the study, I turned on my computer and started searching for some red clothes on some fashion websites, and called Xijun to watch beside me.

Xijun hugged my neck, her little eyes fixed on the various bright red ancient costumes constantly appearing on the computer.

As a result, she quickly found a luxurious outfit that looked somewhat like the phoenix crown and rosy robe of her daughter-in-law and sister.

I immediately turned on the color printer and printed out the picture.

Xijun couldn't help but feel overjoyed when she saw the outfit in the picture that resembled that of a daughter-in-law and sister. She didn't even blink her eyes.

I need to go ask your sister Zhao Qian first and see how she can bring her to you, okay? But there's nothing we can do about this crown, it's only for marriage. Xijun, you're still young, let's not have the crown, okay? "I said to Xijun.

Xi Junmeng nodded vigorously, as if urging me to handle this matter.

Actually, I don't think she's interested in that crown either. She just thinks that the clothes on her wife and sister are suitable for her.

I walked out of the study with the printed blueprint and found Zhao Qian sitting on the sofa with Yu Xiaoxue.

Zhao Qian was wearing a simple and elegant dress, and her face was still red. It seemed that she hadn't walked out of the bathroom to show me everything yet. When she saw me approaching her, she twisted her whole body, looking very uncomfortable.

Xi, "I greeted.

Tian Ge... "Zhao Qian looked over, delicate and charming.

Yu Xiaoxue watched TV and ate milk candy. She glanced at us and felt very strange. She didn't know what had just happened between us?

It's like this, I have a set of clothes here that Xijun really likes because she's a bit shabby now. Can I burn it for her? Although it's a bit difficult, can you help her? "I carefully handed over the blueprint.

Zhao Qian noticed that I didn't seem to care much about the bathroom, and if I had something to ask her for, she took the blueprint and looked at it for a while before saying, "There's no problem with that. Qian can use five colored paper as material, cut it carefully, and burn it for her

As soon as I heard Zhao Qian readily agree, I immediately asked, "Is this five colored paper money in green, yellow, red, white, and black? Is it something to burn for ghosts or young children's spirits? But is there such a big piece

Yes, it is available at the Qiandao Temple. Qiandao has done this kind of work before. I remember a wealthy merchant's daughter died in vain in the river. After she died, she always entrusted her dreams to the wealthy merchant. The wealthy merchant told Qiandao that she saw her daughter without clothes in her dreams and said she had no clothes to wear in the underworld. Although the wealthy merchant had burned a lot of clothes before, she still couldn't solve the problem and wanted Qiandao to help. After Qiandao studied it, she knew that the burning was not made of specialized paper, so it had no effect

Qian brought five colored paper and cut it according to the clothing style that the other person used to like, then burned it for them. The next day, the wealthy merchant happily told Qian that her daughter had a dream again and was wearing clothes made by Qian. She said she really liked them and could finally be reincarnated. Zhao Qian was a little happy and told me that she was also excited because she could help me, because she usually relies on my help.

Um... like this, naked... "As I listened to her words, all I could think of was the bathroom, and I began to mutter inexplicably.

Zhao Qian's face immediately turned red, and even Yu Xiaoxue couldn't bear to watch: "Tian Ge

Oh! Oh, I'm sorry, I was distracted for a moment. I didn't mean that the wealthy businessman would be very embarrassed to see his daughter naked. This needs to be resolved, and it must be resolved quickly. It's also thanks to him meeting you. "My old face turned red, and I gave any excuse to evade.

Tian Ge! What are you thinking? When did Qian say that the wealthy businessman was a man? She was a woman... "Zhao Qian took the blueprint and ran upstairs.

Look, Tian Ge is so good or bad. He has angered Sister Qian, why don't you catch up with her and apologize? "Yu Xiaoxue stuck out her tongue.

I pinched my forehead and shook my head. Sigh, I don't know what they said these days. The relationship between Yu Xiaoxue and Zhao Qian has become even better than mine. Why haven't they helped me out?

I am indeed a bit restless, and I don't know why, or because of the lack of qi and blood, I am always in a daze today, and my mind is constantly blank.

After receiving Yu Xiaoxue's reminder, I brought Xijun's soul urn and prepared to apologize, while also changing Xijun's home.

As soon as she went upstairs, Zhao Qian had already carried a pile of five colored papers into the bedroom and closed the door.

It seems that Zhao Qian is really a bit angry. I think we should reflect on ourselves today.

The task of replacing Xijun's house with a new one is not very difficult, as it is a part of the Ghost Upgrade process and has appeared multiple times in my grandmother's books.

After the ability of raising ghosts has been enhanced, the original soul urn has partially cancelled out the spell due to the strengthening of ghost abilities. Therefore, there is a certain probability that the soul urn will be damaged due to the inability to withstand this energy. Therefore, if the owner cannot replace it well with a higher-level soul urn, the soul body will also be annihilated due to the lack of support from the soul urn.

The process is similar to before, and blood must also be fed. To support the deficiency of qi and blood, I opened my middle finger again and fed Xijun with blood to form a contract.

Things went smoothly, and Xijun is also very satisfied with the soul urn now, after all, she chose it herself.

I suddenly felt a terrible lack of blood and energy, because when I stood up, the black whirls in my head almost caused me to fall onto the stage.

I originally wanted to wait for Zhao Qian to finish making the clothes and burn them for Xi Jun, but now I can't wait anymore. What I need most seems to be rest, so I struggled to stand up and helped the handrail down the stairs.

Xue, I'm going to take a nap. I didn't sleep last night, and I seem exhausted. I estimate I'll wake up during the lunch break in the afternoon. There will be guests from the Zhang family coming, and you and Zhao Qian will be responsible for cooking and waking me up when they come. "After I finished speaking, I opened the door to the study.

Okay, Tian Ge! Xiaoxue will let you try her cooking skills, "Yu Xiaoxue said with a small fist.

I closed the door, feeling dizzy and disoriented. I touched my forehead and it was very hot. It seemed like I was also running a fever.

Xijun, Song Wanyi, protect me. "Cold sweat broke out on my forehead. Since childhood, I have hardly had a fever because my wife and sister are secretly taking care of me. This time, something must have gone wrong.

I fell onto the bed with a thud, and in a daze, I saw Xijun come out of the soul urn. Seeing my face not looking good, I panicked and came over to touch my face.

Song Wanyi frowned lightly and knelt by the bed, worried.

I don't know when, but a loud shout woke me up.

A day in your summer! After investigation, it was found that in the year of Yin, the lunar calendar, the hour of Yin, the carving of Yin, and the birth of Yin, there was a lack of life in the destiny, and Yang Shou died early! You have two major crimes, stealing heaven and changing your destiny, and killing ghosts without authorization! We have been ordered by the Yin Bureau to restart all cases and demand your order! If you resist, you will be punished by pulling out your tongue and oil pot