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Zihe watched in astonishment as the young man walked into the room, frowning and looking around guardedly, as if he was...

He looked at the boy again in disbelief. There was nothing special about the boy wearing black clothes.

Immediately, his eyes fell on the hammer in the boy's left hand.

With the light of the room, he vaguely saw four square characters engraved on one side of the hammer, engraved in the center of the side of the hammer like a seal.

After repeated confirmations, he finally had to accept it—it turned out to be four cursive characters: 'Blessing of officials'!

At this moment, Zihe only felt the thunder above his head.

This physical body... is it so uneasy? !

Who would use an official hammer?

Of course it's an official!

Who is the official?

They are folk ghost hunters who specialize in catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits. In the story of the old viewer, many officials could not even live a normal life, struggling with evil spirits and ghosts on the verge of life and death.

Execution officials tend to have a strong temperament and a belief as strong as iron. The only purpose of life is to kill all evil spirits and evil spirits.

And almost all the exterminated officials did not end well. Due to the constant contact with evil spirits, the exiled officials often began to experience deformities in their bodies after one or two years of catching ghosts.

When many officials die, they will even become monsters with missing eyes, crooked mouths, fingers and ears.

They live day and night, live in the open air, do not marry and do not marry, and die alone. They take it as their mission to kill all the evil spirits in the world, and they will never die.

Zihe looked at the boy's back as he walked into the room, feeling very desperate.

He finally understood why the young man had thick dark circles... To be an official, hunting at night is common, so he must not be able to sleep well.

Can't you be a happy little boy?

Isn't it okay to enjoy the sadness of youth that a teenage boy should enjoy with peace of mind?

Risking his life to catch ghosts?

Has his brain broken at such a young age! ! !

Zihe... his head hurts.

He just found and identified the future flesh body - in the future, when he puts on the bloody clothes, puts on the black robe, and completely cultivates into a strong ghost and strong soul, he will possess the pure yang perfect body of the young man and cultivate into a drought man! .

How could this young man use this body to be an official?

Dark circles are a minor issue, but distortion is a major issue!

In the future, if he wants to run amok in the world as a drought demon, will he be carrying a deformed corpse?

Thinking of changing to another body, Zihe couldn't help cursing the karma lock on his body.

The karma lock restricts his freedom, so that he can only move within a distance of 22 kilometers around Zixuan Temple, and within this distance, this boy is the only physical body available.

plus...

At this moment, the boy turned his head to check the bathroom. When the two faced each other, Zihe looked at the boy's face and body again.

Really, the appearance is absolutely top-notch, really too perfect and too satisfying.

With broad shoulders and long legs, the appearance of standing up is many times better than that of lying down.

Especially the young man's eyes... clear and full of luster, black and white, long eyelashes and fluffy, really the best, beautiful.

From head to toe, there is a sense of cleanliness, refreshing, and an inexplicable sense of purity, which makes people... no, ghosts really want it!

He sighed, suddenly embarrassed and helpless.

He knew that even if he regained his freedom, the poor life that started with him as a remnant soul would not be smooth sailing.

"Seeing how frightened you are, what did you see just now?" The young man walked out of the bathroom, obviously not finding anything, and turned his head to Zihe and Bai Lili and asked.

Even though he was young, he showed the boldness of a big boss.

In this small space with one bedroom and one bathroom, he is already in control of the overall situation.

Bai Lili looked at the boy who suddenly barged in a little strangely. Although she didn't think he was a bad person, she took precautions as a strange person.

Zihe twitched the corner of his mouth, turned his head to look at the door, reached out to close the door, and then returned to the room with a pale face, stood by the mirror and said: "She said that in this mirror, she saw a black shadow, lying on the ground. on my back."

The young man nodded, looked at Zihe's face several times, and found that although the young man in front of him was pale, he didn't look overly panicked.

He seemed to be nodding his head in agreement, and gave an encouraging 'hmm'.

"..." As a remnant soul who has lived to be nearly a hundred years old, Zihe is not used to acting like a young veteran cadre.

Mom!

This boy, with his concave shape, is even more imposing than the bull-nosed old temple master.

After comforting and acknowledging Zihe, the young man looked at the mirror thoughtfully.

He blinked his beautiful long eyes, turned his hand away and put his hammer aside, tore off his schoolbag, and started to take out things one by one.

Bai Lili stood behind Zihe, every time the boy took out something, Bai Lili's eyes widened.

She was already terrified enough at first, but now seeing the things the boy took out, she felt even more horrifying and weird - those things were all things that she would only see when watching ghost movies.

Resurrection incense, candles, rice, and some things she couldn't see at all.

After the young man took out the things, he picked up the three soul-returning incense sticks with his slender and strong fingers, and walked to the mirror.

He first sprinkled a handful of salt on the ground, and then inserted three incense sticks on the salt.

Then light the fire with a match and light three incense sticks.

After lighting the incense, he took two steps back into the room, keeping his eyes on the smoke rising from the incense.

Zihe took a step forward and stood in front of the young man. Although he was still a little nervous, he followed the young man's gaze more curiously and looked at the zigzag upward smoke.

I didn't see anything, it's just ordinary soul-returning incense.

"What is this for?" Zihe asked while looking around warily.

The young man looked back at Zihe, hesitated for a while, and then said:

"Returning Soul Incense is an offering to ghosts. If there are ghosts nearby, they will definitely come to inhale the incense offering. The smoke that originally twists and turns upwards will—"

The boy's original explanation stopped abruptly, because there was no need for him to say anything, everyone had already seen it.

I saw that the three wisps of smoke that were curling upwards suddenly straightened up, like a white stick, rising straight up.

The Huihun incense, which was burning slowly, suddenly seemed to be blown by someone nearby, burning at twice the speed of the two Huihun incense beside it, and the fire point of the incense head moved down half a finger distance in the blink of an eye.