After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

After Jun Li left, Zhang Guiying looked thoughtfully at the trailer that drove away, then looked at Wang Ya: "Do you know him?"

"do not know."

Wang Ya said something and turned back to her room. Behind her, she heard Zhang Guiying cursing again.

...

"Thank you, Uncle Bao, otherwise I would have to park my car all night."

Uncle Bao parked the car in the yard for Jun Li and then said with a smile: "How big of a problem can it be? Your life is not easy to begin with. When you come back, there is no one at home, so many things are inconvenient."

"Ah... yes..."

Jun Li laughed dryly and complained secretly: There is not even one "person" here, but the whole room is full of spirits.

"Tell Uncle Bao if you have anything to say! We can take care of each other!"

Uncle Bao patted him on the shoulder and drove away in the trailer. Jun Li pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and returned to his room.

Bai Ze slept for a long time and was obviously much more energetic than before, but still a little weak. Jun Li washed the strawberries before opening the door.

"Is the county town far from here? You came back a little late."

Bai Ze propped himself up, held the strawberry that Jun Li fed him in his mouth, and looked up at him.

"No, the car ran out of gas and I ran into my uncle. I came back with him and drove a tow truck to tow the car back. It took some time."

Jun Li rubbed Bai Ze's head, lowered his eyes slightly, sighed, and said solemnly: "Bai Ze, I may... know who Li Gui, the yin and yang body, is..."

Bai Ze's face turned cold, and then he looked at Jun Li with a little worry, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Jun Li smiled soothingly and said softly, "Don't worry... I won't take care of it."

"Um…"

Bai Ze heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Jun Li's serious look, then said apologetically: "I'm sorry, my ability is limited. I was afraid that you would be in danger, so..."

"Apologise for what."

Jun Li stuffed a strawberry into his mouth to stop him from speaking and said softly: "I don't want to rely on your ability all the time, Bai Ze, I will become an excellent heavenly master and protect you for the rest of your life..."

...

Jun Li pondered for a long time and decided to tell the old man about the matter. After all, Uncle Bao and Grandpa have a very good relationship. If Grandpa knew about the situation in Uncle Bao's family, he would definitely not stand idly by.

He just needs to stay out of it and let the old man arrange everything.

After hearing about Uncle Bao's family, the old man seemed to be thinking about something. He tapped his cane heavily and then frowned slightly and looked at Jun Li: "Jun Li, I can't ignore Wang Bao's family's troubles, but I can't show up in person."

Jun Li understood instantly and nodded, saying in a deep voice: "Grandpa, what do you need me to do?"

The old man thought for a moment and slowly stood up: "The evil ghost of the symbiotic human ghost will pay great attention to the body of the symbiotic ghost. If the body is damaged, both the human and the ghost will die."

"Jun Li, as long as you don't do anything that the evil ghost feels is physically threatened, the evil ghost will not appear under normal circumstances. I need you to find a way to get close to Wang Bao's granddaughter and find out what happened in their family and what the relationship is between the evil ghost and his granddaughter."

"I see."

Jun Li hesitated and said, "Grandpa...Bai Ze..."

"I won't tell him, just go ahead and don't worry."

The old man sighed and then remembered something. He took out a thick, yellowed book from his arms and handed it to Jun Li: "Memorize all the spells in this book for me, and use the brush to draw them one by one."

Jun Li almost lost his grip. The book weighed at least seven pounds. He didn't know what material it was made of. He flipped through a few pages and instantly looked bitter: "Grandpa, this is like a ghost painting. Aren't you going to explain it to me?"

"Are you illiterate yourself?"

Jun Li: …

"No...I have to know what this means!"

Jun Li was choked by the old man's expression. The old man looked at Jun Li with a hard-to-tell expression and then said, "You are so stupid. If you don't understand, go ask your wife!"

Jun Li: …

...

Bai Ze leaned on the bed and watched Jun Li holding the brush and copying runes on the paper with some difficulty. After two hours, he had only managed to write ten pages.

The key is to memorize them, but those rune images are extremely complex and extremely similar. It is not easy to just write them out. The old man's intention should be to let Jun Li learn to draw runes first, and he does not intend to teach him the specific meaning of each rune.

"Ugh…"

Jun Li's slender fingertips were stained with ink, and there was a pile of discarded paper beside him. He barely memorized five pages in two hours. He couldn't go on like this because it was really a waste of time. The main reason was that he didn't know what these talismans meant, and he couldn't understand them even if he wrote them down like this.

Jun Li searched for a long time and drew out a rune that he thought was the most similar to the one he copied. He held it up to Bai Ze and said with a little expectation: "Look at this, my little wife! Can you tell what I wrote?"

"Ghost painting."

Jun Li: …

Jun Li was instantly frustrated. He threw away the brush and rubbed his hair in annoyance. Bai Ze glanced at the book on the table with his blue eyes and said, "If you can't memorize the runes because you can't understand their meaning, why not just use them? If Jun Li can see the effect of each rune with his own eyes, he will definitely learn it naturally."

"The problem is..."

Jun Li held his forehead helplessly: "You can't even understand what I drew. Even if I really use black dog blood or cinnabar to draw it, it won't work."

Bai Ze was about to get out of bed after thinking about something. Jun Li quickly stood up and supported him: "Little Ancestor, why are you getting down here when you are still weak?"

"Teach you how to draw talismans."

Bai Ze reached out and picked up the brush. He glanced at the first spell on the first page, then held the brush with his slender fingers and casually dipped it in ink. He lowered his eyes and said softly, "Jun Li's handwriting is actually very beautiful, but it's too rigid. Drawing a spell requires following your heart. If you just copy it blindly, you won't understand its meaning."

Bai Ze only took two glances and the talisman he drew was extremely smooth, obviously more fluent than the one drawn by Jun Li.

"Little ancestor, why do you know how to draw talismans?"

Jun Li was suddenly shocked. As a human being, he was not as good as the vengeful spirit in drawing talismans. Bai Ze put down his pen and said, "I said that I am a gathering of grievances, and the providers of those grievances are monks, Taoists, and ordinary people..."

"With so much resentment mixed in, I will more or less know a little about many things."

Bai Ze moved a chair and sat down gently. Seeing that Jun Li seemed unable to cheer up, he was silent for a moment and then spoke slowly: "How about this, Jun Li..."

"If you draw a spell correctly, I'll kiss you, how about that?"

It has to be said that Jun Li just needs Bai Ze's stimulation to unleash his potential. In one night, Jun Li successfully harvested three hundred kisses and twenty strawberry marks. This efficiency would probably make the old man dumbfounded.

The next morning, Jun Li happily went to see his grandfather with strawberry marks and dark circles under his eyes to check his results. The old man was also confused by his grandson's learning efficiency. He felt disappointed and helpless as he looked at his grandson who was obsessed with love, as he couldn't even memorize 300 talismans in one night. He could only sigh at the charm of his grandson's wife.