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On the sofa in the empty hotel lobby, Zihe and the boy sat face to face.

Bai Lili was dragged by the old security guards and dragged to the side of the couch to lie down. She had already woken up slowly, but she was so frightened that she couldn't recover. She was wrapped in a quilt and drank hot water, shivering in a daze.

"Well... I just checked to see if you were injured, don't think too much about it." Zihe smiled awkwardly, but he couldn't frighten this life-threatening little body.

He has to establish a good relationship with the physical body and be a good friend who drinks together!

The young man raised his head, looking thoughtfully at Zihe's face, and opened his mouth to speak.

But he swallowed the words back, and only looked at him incomprehensibly.

The scene seemed a little awkward.

"What's your name?" Zihe tried again to break the dull atmosphere between the two of them, and asked his name bluntly.

occupational disease.

"Zhao Yin, Zhao Kuangyin's Zhao, Zhao Kuangyin's Yin." The young Zhao Yin finally answered him this time, and his clear voice echoed in the empty hotel lobby, seeming a little far away.

"Zhao Yin..." Zihe couldn't bear it anymore.

"Huh?" Zhao Yin was unprepared, while unconsciously stroking his hammer with his left hand, he replied.

Zihe almost laughed out loud, secretly delighted.

He has obtained the 'key' to absorb Zhao Yin's living soul and seize Zhao Yin's physical body!

His life-threatening little body answered him!Hahaha.

but……

This kid is too innocent, too defenseless, too trusting!

How can this be, there is no security awareness at all!

He is also a ghost catcher!

Let the officer die!

A disapproving expression immediately appeared on Zihe's face, full of thoughts of elders.

That expression seemed to say: This kid is stupid, how can he live without my protection.

"??" Zhao Yin met his undisguised expression of disapproval, with question marks all over his forehead.

Is this person sick?

Looking at Zhao Yin's face, Zihe thought of the man who gave him his name in the memory he recalled.

It looks the same as Zhao Yin's hair, and it is almost like Zhao Yin who is about 30 years old after growing up.

Could it be the child's father?

I have to visit his house some other day, to see the child's father!

"Zhao Yin, do you look like your father?" Zihe's mind jumped for a long time, and he came back to ask the opposite 'little terrified'.

"Aren't you caring too much?" Zhao Yin didn't know what to think when he heard the other party's question.

I don't look like my dad, do I look like you?

This man is definitely sick!

"..." Zihe Meifeng twitched.

This brat... why is his mouth so unlovable! ! ! !

So, after Zihe's unremitting efforts, in the hotel lobby...

Fall into boundless silence again!

……

Zihe felt that he should be quite likable. The old temple master Chen Ju always liked to talk to him—talking to him almost all day and all night.

Doesn't this prove it?

However, looking at the cold-faced young man sitting across from him, calming down while drinking water, Zihe doubted his position for the first time.

Is it because he has only gotten along with the old temple master for nearly a hundred years, lacking more and more powerful feedback.

While reflecting on himself, he recalled everything that happened today.

Judging from the behavior of the child who insisted on dragging Bai Lili to escape at the moment of death, Zhao Yin's good character was simply highlighted.

He suddenly had a layer of worry - as a physical body, if Zhao Yin's good deeds and accumulated virtues are too deep, when he has cultivated the black robe and can refine the corpse into a dry man, is it possible to suck Zhao Yin's living soul and use Zhao Yin's physical body? Owing a very, very heavy karmic debt?

Then the karmic lock on his body...would it suddenly cover his whole body and lock him back into the Zixuan Temple?

In order not to aggravate the causal lock after eating Zhao Yin, should I tempt Zhao Yin to be bad?

I don't know if he can break the karma lock on his body by becoming a Hanba.

If it can't be broken, even if it is cultivated into a drought, it is just to show off its prestige in Zixuan Temple, what's the point?

distressed.

He is just a remnant of soul, who was protected and cared for by the old temple guards and taught scriptures every day, so that he could regain his sanity and become the evil ghost he is today.

All the memory is lost, the skills and knowledge learned now, except for the miscellaneous things in the memory of this physical body, Qian Shen, are all the old Guan Bishop's.

As for his past and some core information, the old temple master never disclosed to him.

It's just too passive.

Reaching into his trouser pocket, he rubbed his fingers on the metal piece in the flagon - why is there a trace of his soul in this thing?

Had this thing once belonged to him?

Was it because the coyote gave him this thing because he smelled the connection between it and him, or was it very precious to the coyote?

Rubbing between his brows, Zihe couldn't help thinking deeply: Why is he so tired?Why are there so many puzzles about him?

Is he a super big shot?

Yup!

The Taoist priests who can imprint the lock of cause and effect in people's souls must be super super powerful Taoist priests.

Such a powerful person imprinted such a powerful karma lock into a trace of his remnant soul with mobilization, what does it represent?

Was he ever a super scary person?

It takes such a lot of trouble.

Whoops, I suddenly felt a little... embarrassed.

I am actually such a dreadful person, hehehe...hehehe...

More memories must be recovered!

"..." Zhao Yin, who was sitting opposite, raised his head occasionally.

Seeing Zihe propping his forehead with one hand, frowning in distress, but showing an uncontrollable smug smile, he couldn't help smiling and shaking his head, as if he was troubled by his own charm That kind of coquettish expression...

A person who looks so abnormal, but...

"Excuse me..." Although Zhao Yin didn't want to talk to the neurotic and weird person opposite, he still spoke politely.

"?" Zihe raised his head, and sat facing his terribly small body.

It's rare that the other party actually took the initiative to talk to me, so I should cherish it.

"What's your surname?" Although Zhao Yin's tone was cold and his expression showed the rebellious alienation of a young man, he was very polite.

"...Miangui's surname is Zhang." Zihe hesitated for a while before smiling, "Zhang Zihe."

Since the other party is the physical body that I will use in the future, the food reserves that I need to nourish well, and my own life, there is no need to hide my name from the other party.

In addition, it doesn't matter if the name tells these ordinary humans.

"Brother Zhang, who did you learn the word shaking formula from?" When Zhao Yin asked this question, his eyes glowed, almost eagerly.

Zihe was stunned for a moment, he knew that he had just used the word 'Zhen'.

Facing Shang Zihe's astonished expression, Zhao Yin said angrily, "Am I presumptuous in asking?"

Obviously very eager to know, very interested in the hand formula, but still feel embarrassed.

What a well-bred and polite kid.

Zihe pursed his lips and smiled in satisfaction, then nodded towards Xiao Ke Ming,

"No, no, you don't take the liberty of asking anything." Zihe said with a smile.

"..." Zhao Yin choked up, looking at Zihe's malicious smile, he suddenly didn't want to ask.

"However, I don't know who taught me this. I was injured before, and I lost a lot of memory. Although I still know the word 'Zhen', I don't remember many others." Zihe said seriously.

But in Zhao Yin's view, he felt that he was deliberately concealing it.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yin felt relieved.

Taoism pays attention to 'secret Tianbao' and 'dispelling secrets'.

The so-called 'secret treasure' is to meet someone who is destined to be passed on and taught, but keep it secret.

The so-called "dispelling the secrets of the sky" is to pass on the secret scriptures and secret skills to those who should not be passed on.

They are all condemned by heaven.

The other party didn't want to talk to him, presumably they were telling him that, which would violate the point of 'letting the sky'.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yin nodded.

"How did you know it was Zhenzi Jue?" Zihe hurriedly asked.

Zhao Yin raised his head, and the cold light from the lobby hit his face, illuminating his already fair face, showing the most delicate and cold white skin.

There is a kind of taboo and mysterious beauty, Huang Zihe blinked twice.

Zhao Yin originally wanted to keep the past vague, but kept secret like the other party.

But, miraculously, he actually felt a strong urge to speak, as if there was a force in the dark, urging him to know everything about the person in front of him.

Zhao Yin frowned. Ever since he got the mysterious Daoist book and a hammer with the power of killing officials, he has felt the power that many ordinary people do not have.

Sometimes he also has some strange sixth senses, and what he feels when facing the handsome young man in front of him at this moment also makes him feel mysterious and... hard to resist.

Could it be that Zhang Zihe, who sat across from him and kept claiming that he had lost a lot of memory, was the kind of person to him who said "If you say something wrong, you call it a secret Tianbao"?

"The word 'duh' is just an onomatopoeia for ordinary humans. But for ghosts and evil spirits, it has the same deterrent effect as screaming and shouting. It has different effects when paired with different hand formulas." Zhao Yin's voice is not loud, but clear and pure.

In the empty and quiet hall, hearing Zihe's ears is like a clear spring in the mountains, calming down and purifying the soul, making people refreshed physically and mentally.

Inexplicably has a calming effect.

"So that's the case, wow, you know a lot." Zihe nodded, and said with a sonorous dogleg.

After staying with the old viewer for a long time, it has become a habit to seek freedom with dog legs. Now that I am free, I can't help the urge to be "dog legs"...

"But I only know the concept, and I don't know any of the kneading tricks." Zhao Yin's tone was a little jealous.

"I'll pinch it for you to see." Zihe was keenly aware of Xiao Xiao's mortal emotions, and immediately said with a smile.

The young man who was already a little embarrassed suddenly cheered up.

Very good!

It seems that the friendship between him and the boy is about to heat up rapidly.

Zihe felt that he had found an entry point to maintain a relationship with the boy.

In a happy mood and full of hope, Zihe, like the man in gray robe and dao makeup in his memory, quickly pinched the "Zhenzi Jue".

Only this time he didn't use the word 'duh'.

After all, in this era, spiritual energy and evil energy are very weak, and he is in the state of remnant soul. It is barely enough to use Zhenzi Jue once a day. Using it many times is afraid that it will damage his remnant soul.

So he just put on a show for Xiao Yaoming for him to see, but he didn't really display it.

Zhao Yin's eyes widened, and he looked at it carefully, his eyes shone with a strange light, and he just felt miraculous.

The young man in front of him, who had all the weird reactions, seemed a little more cordial.

"How is it? Have you learned it?" Zihe put away his hands and asked with a smile.

Make an effort to smile, be kind, and approachable.

"Study?" Zhao Yin was stunned.

"Yeah." Zihe nodded, looking at him encouragingly.

Zhao Yin pursed his lips, looked down at his fingers, then recalled Zihe's kneading movement just now, and tried hard.

Although he has always claimed to be smart and athletic, he is clumsy when it comes to knuckles, and he doesn't know the point at all.

"Huh?" Zihe tilted his head and raised his brows in doubt, staring at the little terrified hand, as if he saw some of the world's top ten incomprehensible phenomena.

Zhao Yin looked up at Zihe, his hands were still studying hard, and his brain was trying hard to remember.

The stubborn young man is very confident in his ability to learn. Facing this difficult skill, he did not give up because he failed in the first try.

However, Zihe's next sentence made him learn the movements of hand formulas, and he froze completely.

"Isn't everyone able to read it once?" In the childhood memory that Zihe recovered, he also learned it after watching a man in gray robes do it once.

It's the same tonight, after a moment of recollection, I will pinch it immediately.

Is it only he who can?

Ah, no wonder the man in the gray robe said he was a genius, it turned out that he was the only one who could do it.

Immersed in this kind of cognition, the smugness on the corners of Zihe's lips could hardly be hidden, and a smile was about to creep up on his young face.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught Zhao Yin——

Sitting across from him, Xiao Mingming kept his hands in the posture of learning to knead his hands, but his body was stiff.

A pair of eyes stared at him, full of resentment.

His face flushed red, as if he had been humiliated.

?

Ah!

Zihe suddenly remembered what he said unintentionally just now, 'Can't everyone just read it once? '.

Oh, it sounded like he was mocking Zhao Yin:

'I can't even learn the simple formulas that everyone can learn after reading it once! '

'Brains are a wonderful thing, and you should have one, too! '

'The stupidest person I've ever met! '

"No..." Zihe hurriedly wanted to explain.

It's just that he didn't realize that there was a trace of pity on his face at this moment...

Zhao Yin turned his head away, his face turned cold in an instant, his aura was as terrifying as if there were spikes all over his body - he would stab anyone who spoke to him!Whoever gets close will be pierced with blood!

The cold eyes swept across Zihe's face with resentment, as if a knife had cut it.

It seems that he has suffered a huge grievance.

Uh……

"I'm not..." Zihe shivered from the cold, and wanted to struggle weakly, but he was still completely unable to speak because of Zhao Yin's strong repelling aura.

There was a cracking sound—was the budding friendship between him and Xiao Xiaoming shattered in the cradle?

Socializing makes him autistic.

Hey!