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The dreams at night are like fragments of silhouettes, dissipating in a flash.

But it is this superficial touch like a superficial touch that brings Sui Wen a lot of reverie.

As a result, when he opened his eyes the next day, he was still thinking about it, and subconsciously summoned the traffic light placed by the bedside.

The grayness dissipated in an instant, and the spirit appeared on the spot.

Then--

Sui Wen: "???"

Wait, what the hell are the palm-sized traffic lights and black cars that appear on my quilt?

***

The well in the yard made the sound of gurgling water, three or two sparrows stood at the mouth of the stone well, bent over to lick the well water that had fallen on the stone platform, and occasionally raised their heads and called a few times, urging the sun to rise into the sky early.

When Suwen came down the stairs, the grandfather who was sitting at the dining table looked up at him: "Why does he look like he hasn't woken up? Did you have a nightmare last night?"

Sui Wen: "Well... I had a good dream, but I encountered some problems when I woke up in the morning."

Grandpa: "What's the problem?"

Sui Wen took a bite out of a deep-fried dough stick, and a small bump appeared on one side of his cheek.He chewed on the fritters and said, "The spirit that surrendered yesterday has changed, from normal size to the size of a toy car, and now it can hit a—"

There happened to be an apple on the table.

Sui Wen took it as an example and let the black car go straight up.

A "bang" that ordinary people can't hear!

Apple was hit by a car, rolled around on the table, wobbled and stopped.

Sui Wen: "I can also hit an apple. I tried it just now, and I can still make it bigger if I want to, but I feel very tired mentally. Maybe it's because I don't have enough strength now." He He pondered, "But yesterday I was able to freely manipulate the shape and spirit. Looking back now, it may be because I was a spirit body at the time, or it may be because of the special circumstances in the amulet..."

After he finished speaking, he realized that Grandpa was staring straight at the apples on the table.

Sui Wen wondered, "Grandpa?"

Grandpa came back to his senses.

His brows trembled, and he seemed about to fly up triumphantly, but was forced down by his master again, and twisted into a strange centipede shape.He took a serious look at Sui Wen: "Your problem is more serious."

Sui Wen also felt that this problem was more serious, so he sat upright, waiting for his grandfather's follow-up advice.

Grandpa: "Let's do an experiment first."

Sui Wen: "?"

Grandpa took another banana, and said in a coaxing tone, "It was great that you hit the apple from the air just now! Now, let's try to see if we can hit the banana too."

Sui Wen: "..."

Under the excited and expectant eyes of his grandpa, he stretched out his hand, picked up the banana, peeled it and ate it.

After breakfast, grandpa tried his best to persuade his grandson to perform again, but in the end, he became angry: "You unfilial grandson, you are not willing to satisfy grandpa even with such a simple thing, you are still grandson of grandson ?!"

Sui Wen: "No." He calmly reminded his grandfather, "It's a foster grandson."

Grandpa was angry: "The blood relationship is unbroken, your father is my own son, and you are my own grandson!"

Sui Wen took another sip of soy milk: "But it can be covered up." He repeated a passage many years ago, "'Okay, don't persuade me anymore. I have made up my mind. Bai will become a temple priest, serving the gods and exploring the real world. From then on, my own son is my adopted son, and my own grandson is my adopted grandson—'”

The living room was suddenly quiet.

"Well, don't you want to know about Wuji? The things handed down by the ancestors are all placed in the study on the first floor. If you have nothing to do, go and look for it. Maybe there are some clues..."

Sui Youbai changed the subject clumsily, and then slipped away.

I'm afraid, I'm afraid, this grandson, the bigger he gets, the less cute he is!

There is a temple in front of the temple with cypresses, and people live in the back, with a large courtyard in the middle.

The courtyard is divided into left and right sides. On the left side, there are bamboos, ponds, vegetable fields, and a group of housekeeping white geese. On the right side, it looks much more elegant, with wells, big trees, flower beds, and a single room behind the flower beds.

This room is old-fashioned, with white walls and black tiles, and a row of dripping eaves. It is exactly the study that Sui Youbai said.

Before Sui Wen came to the study, he stretched out his hand to push the door.

With a sound of "squeak", the closed dark wooden door opened inward, sunlight leaked in, dust gushed out, light and dust cooperated as one.

After entering the door, the situation of the study room can be seen vividly. This large room is arranged into a small library. The bookshelves are neatly arranged, and old books are placed on the top of the shelves. At a glance, there are quite a lot of books.

In the past, Sui Wen didn't like this study very much.

The reason is not because children hate books, but because...

"Wet, wet..."

A thin voice sounded in the corner, in a place with unusually dim light, a voice said:

"Mold... mildew..."

Sui Wen walked to the direction where the sound came from, picked out the guy who made the sound from a stack of books, shook the dust, and flipped through it casually.

Well, that's right.

The reason why he hated this place in the past was just because he didn't want to hear howling while reading a book...

But today is different.

Sui Wen decided to surrender it, he was still a little curious, what would he get after surrendering this taboo, an old book rubbed on paper?

Thinking about this possibility, Sui Wen left the study with the old books and stood under the dripping eaves outside the study.

Under the sunlight, the old book in his hand is like any ordinary old book, without any gray shadows, and there is no voice that just rang out.

Sui Wen pondered and asked, "Are you willing to be subdued by me?"

Old books have no sound.

Sui Wen didn't expect to be answered either, the reason why he asked was just a habitual courtesy.

He proceeded step by step, summoned the traffic lights, and was about to give an order when he screamed:

"No, don't kill me!"

Sui Wen: "..."

Sui Wen: "???"

Under the light of day, Sui Wen was stunned for a full minute before realizing that the book in his hand was not only talking, but also talking to him.

This is strange.

A thing that can not only make a sound, but also communicate with humans!

Sui Wen: "What did you just say?"

Old Book timidly: "Don't kill me."

Sui Wen corrected the other party: "I didn't intend to kill you, I just wanted to surrender you."

Old book: "Don't let that stupid lamp get close to me... It's too powerful, as soon as it hits me, I'm going to be completely shattered, and you, the descendant, can't subdue me."

Sui Wen: "..."

He glanced at the traffic lights and found that the mini traffic lights were flashing in three colors, and the black car next to him was driving a short distance forward without his control.

He continued to communicate with Jiushu: "Then how can I subdue you?"

Old book: "I will not be subdued!"

Um--

Sui Wen pondered for a while.He felt that the tone of this old book was very firm, very unyielding.So he stretched out his arms and placed the old book in the sunlight.

The sun shines directly on the old books, and a layer of gray mist suddenly rises from the ordinary old books, floating up and down in the clear wind and sunny day.

The old book's voice suddenly panicked: "Why put me in the sun?! I'm going to melt, I'll disappear!"

Sui Wen found that this old book could not only talk, but also spoke slickly. He stretched out his arms straight: "It seems that there is no need for the existence of things that cannot be subdued. Let ashes return to ashes."

Old Book was very angry: "How can you do this!"

Suiwen can not only do this, but also go one step further and place it in a place where the sun is more intense.

Old book: "Wait...wait! You misunderstood, I can be subdued! Just can't use violence, some special methods are needed!"

Sui Wen: "Really?"

Old Books: "Really!"

Sui Wen withdrew his arm and put the book in a cool place.

Returning from the sun to the shade, the gray haze gushing out of the book finally settled into the pages again.

Sui Wen: "What special method?"

Jiu Shu regained his composure and cleared his throat: "It's like this, if the descendant wants to subdue me, he needs to fulfill my wish."

Sui Wen was thoughtful: "You have to fulfill your wish before you can be subdued by me? It's a bit troublesome... Your predecessor's traffic light didn't have so many things. After breaking it up, it will belong to me."

The old book seems to be insulted: "I am different from this traffic light! I am smart, it is stupid, I can talk, it can't, how can we be subdued in the same way!"

Sui Wen: "..."

This book is indeed a little different.

Self-esteem is quite different...

But the old book did give Sui Wen some interesting information.

According to the information revealed in this book... Wuji and Wuji are different, and the way to subdue them has to be slightly changed. Can't we use violence to treat every kind of Wuji?

Sui Wen pondered for a moment, and decided to follow what the old book said first.

He asked the old book: "What wish do you have?"

The sound of the old book became miserable, and it began to sigh like in the study: "Damp, mildew, I have been pressed in a dark room for a long time, mold has grown on my body, and insects are biting my body..."

Sui Wen understood the meaning of the old book.

He began to take care of the old book and fulfill the wish of the old book.

He put the book on the ground first, but Jiao Didi's old book immediately said that the ground was too cold and he couldn't bear it.So Sui Wenjiu specially found a wooden board and put the books on it.

Then he brought a towel and wiped the mold on the book with the towel.But before the towel touched the old book, the old book let out an exclamation that it was too rough.

Later, he used scissors and new paper to repair the missing pages of the old book, and the old book began to criticize him for not cutting it beautifully and pasting it well enough...

An hour later, Sui Wen sorted out the old book from head to toe, wiped off the mildew, repaired the pages, smoothed the corners, and dried the damp pages with a hair dryer.

Until this moment, the old book finally let out a sigh of satisfaction.

After an hour of fine work, Sui Wen was a little tired, and he asked, "Is your wish fulfilled?"

The old book was very moved: "Master Jiangwu, you are such a good person." The next second after being moved, it was charming again, "But I still have a wish, you see my cover is so worn out, it's like a person has been destroyed It's like that. Can you mend the cover for me?"

Before Sui Wen could speak, a soft hum suddenly came from the sky in front of him.

Sui Wen followed the sound and found that the canopy of the big tree next to the study moved slightly, and a branch and leaf seemed to be ordered, like guards parting to the left and right, revealing Shi Qianyin lying on the tree behind him, holding an IPAD in his hand.

Shi Qianyin looked at him condescendingly, feeling a little displeased that his territory had been violated:

"Can a book support you?"