Shame, expel

Liu Shaoying drove in silence. Wei Yuan sat in the passenger seat, watching the sky gradually darken. The street lights on both sides were lit up, and it was officially night from dusk. Wei Yuan retracted his gaze and said, "Why didn't you call the police when something like this happened?"

Liu Shaoying was silent for a moment, took a breath, and said:

"... It's not good to call the police for this kind of thing."

"We are all ordinary people, with flesh and blood, and families. We are not much better than me in facing this situation. Involving them in such supernatural things, isn't that harming people?"

"To be honest, if it weren't for you, the owner of the museum... you are special, I was planning to go out at that time."

Wei Yuan pondered and said, "Is that so."

"So what did you originally plan to do?"

Liu Shaoying was at a loss, his face was a little pale, and he was silent for a moment, and replied, "I don't know."

"But no matter what, you can't harm people."

Wei Yuan nodded.

Thinking in his heart, if this matter is reported to the police, it should be handed over to the members of the special operations team directly, and it will directly enter the stage of supernatural events. However, most people do not have such cognition now, and do not know that they can call the police if they encounter ghosts.

This is also the necessity of popularizing supernatural things in the future.

After all, the spiritual energy is recovering faster and faster, and similar things will not be rare. The system must keep up with the times.

The car stopped downstairs of the unit. Liu Shaoying supported the steering wheel with his palms, took a few deep breaths, and then tremblingly took out the key and went downstairs. Wei Yuan followed behind him. As soon as he pushed the door, he felt a faint sandalwood scent coming to his face.

The decoration of the house is very warm, but there are some discordant places.

Wei Yuan saw a red cloth on the table on one side, with Buddha statues on it.

More than one.

Then he saw the old lady praying devoutly, and then he remembered that this old lady was the one who he and Yuanjue saw walking devoutly with the Buddha statue on the street in Yingtianfu three days ago. The old lady was a little surprised to see a guest so late at night. Wei Yuan smiled and introduced himself:

"I opened a museum. I heard that you invited a Buddha statue to your home, so I came to see it."

The old lady's expression eased up. When she heard that she came for the Buddha statue, she pulled Wei Yuan and enthusiastically told him how great the Buddha statue was and how the master who consecrated the Buddha statue was so famous. Things like this, which have been consecrated by a master who has chanted sutras for decades, are of great merit.

"It's a great merit, so how did you bring this Buddha statue back?"

"Of course, it's pious faith, and then pay a little money."

"Oh, the great monk's Buddhist merit was bought with money."

The old lady felt that the young man's words had some hidden meanings, but the latter looked serious and said it as if it was the truth, so she couldn't say anything. Wei Yuan looked around the house. He had taken back some of the remnants of his true spirit in his previous life, so his spirituality was quite sensitive and he felt the filthy air hidden in the sandalwood.

It seems that although the Buddha statue was brought back, the previous mirror spirit seems to be still there.

But it's normal, it's a mirror spirit after all, which is more difficult to deal with than ordinary evil spirits.

Mirrors have special meanings in the world of cultivation.

It has the function of reflecting the ugliness of people's hearts and sealing certain things. Of course, the sealed things will never be good things. The old lady went to burn incense and chant sutras for the Buddha statue. Wei Yuan sat on the sofa and saw the nut plate on the table, which usually contained melon seeds and peanuts, and half of it was candy.

Inside was a triangular chocolate with a liquor filling wrapped in colored paper.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Wei Yuan reached out and took one, unwrapped the candy wrapper and put the candy in his mouth.

The sweetness mixed with the liquor, the delicateness of the chocolate and the texture of the liquor filling formed a contrasting taste, stimulating the taste buds, making Wei Yuan slightly satisfied and narrowing his eyes, thinking about whether to buy some for his family, send some to the goddess, and not send some to Yu Ji, because if he went to her house, he was afraid of being stabbed to death by the Overlord Spear.

Just thinking about it, Wei Yuan suddenly felt a chill on his back, and felt that something was staring at him from behind. He didn't turn his head, and his own magic power moved as he wished, as if it was flowing like the wind, and he 'saw' that it was a child of about five or six years old.

But the soul was dim, and half of the three souls and seven spirits were missing.

It is said to be a human, but in fact it is already half a ghost. According to the record of "Yingchuangyicao", someone once got a precious mirror. It was made by a true cultivator after the concubine Zhu Quan loved died in the chaos of the Five Dynasties. The mirror can see people and sing and dance. The man lived with the mirror concubine, but he was seriously ill and dying after just a few months.

The mirror spirit is not a good person.

Wei Yuan's magic power sensed that the "child" was staring at his back coldly.

But no one could notice it, and then the child slowly walked out, as if he had used a method similar to ghost covering his eyes, and walked towards Wei Yuan step by step, while the old man over there chanted scriptures and worshipped Buddha more and more frequently and quickly, the Buddhist sound was loud and the sandalwood was strong, and behind him was a ghost approaching, weird and creepy, Liu Shaoying was cutting vegetables in the kitchen, and the kitchen knife touched the chopping board, making a crisp and rhythmic sound.

Dang, dang, dang...

The child approached Wei Yuan's back silently.

With cold and resentful eyes, he reached out to touch Wei Yuan's back.

Approaching little by little, little by little...

Suddenly,

a hand patted him on the shoulder silently.

? ? !

The child's face turned pale, and he almost screamed out of fright. He couldn't even maintain the illusion, and was exposed. He turned his head suddenly, but there was nothing. When he turned his head again, he saw the museum owner who had his back to him turned his head, staring at him with a pair of eyes, and smiled gently:

"Little boy, do you want some candy?"

"..."

The little boy, who was almost scared to death, stared at Wei Yuan, and shook his head for a long time.

"Okay."

Wei Yuan nodded regretfully on the surface, then peeled off the candy wrapper and put it in his mouth.

His own magic power spread out and spread around his body, and each magic power was like a thin thread floating.

All the thin threads were densely spread, like a net.

This is what he learned naturally after recovering some memories from the Three Kingdoms era.

Although he did not obtain all the true spirits, and did not have the abilities that Jue had seen in the later period and praised as the ability of a profound Taoist, but after mastering this part of the memory, his ability to control and use mana was still greatly improved.

After all, he was weak at that time, and he had to save every bit of mana.

If he could save one mana, he could draw one more talisman water.

He could save one more person.

He was silent for a while, laughing at himself in his heart.

After all, when you are desperate, you can use tactics.

The child who was obviously affected by the mirror spirit and had only half of his three souls and seven spirits left wanted to run away, but was held by Wei Yuan's palm. Wei Yuan felt that the place where he touched was cold, and the Taiping Dao's Taoism and Crouching Tiger Jue's mana were ready to move in his body.

And the place where the child was held by Wei Yuan directly showed a purple mark.

The body of the half-human, half-ghost little boy was stiff.

Can't run away...can't break free...

He looked up and saw Wei Yuan smiling gently: "Don't be afraid, uncle is a good man."

"Uncle heard that you have a mirror. You see, I opened a museum and I just need a mirror. Can you let me see it? Just as a reference..."

One of the little boy's eyes turned pure black.

He seemed to see an illusory but real tiger behind the young man in black clothes and with a gentle face. When the young man smiled gently, the tiger also opened his mouth, revealing sharp fangs, and there was no warmth in the cold amber eyes.

The tiger was very big, and its forehead almost touched the roof.

The young man and the tiger, one real and one virtual, one in front and one behind, both eyes staring at him.

Let the originally not very big room have a distant and empty atmosphere.

The half-human, half-ghost weird felt the cold air whizzing behind him, and his hands and feet were stiff.

The boy had to nod with difficulty, and Wei Yuan let go of his hand.

Looking at the child running away, Wei Yuan inexplicably felt like a weirdo who was scaring children.

He rubbed his chin.

No, this was clearly a brave act, exorcising demons, and being a good youth.

He picked up another piece of candy and put it in his mouth.

......

Under Wei Yuan's gentle and friendly gaze, the boy had to take out his mirror.

Then he handed the mirror over.

This was a bronze mirror, but it was as bright as modern mirrors, with complicated patterns on it.

Wei Yuan's expression became slightly solemn. This kind of ancient mirror with a strange birth was somewhat evil, often representing the evil of human nature, or the opposite world. If you are not careful, you will easily fall into it. He took a deep breath, and instinctively operated not the Crouching Tiger Technique, but the core of the Taiping Essential Technique, and looked at the mirror sideways.