I looked at the red mark on my left wrist, laughed dryly, and said it was not a big deal.

Jinghai suddenly shouted, "What is this?"

He stared at my left hand for a while, then suddenly stared at me with wide eyes: "Ghost Doctor Xuan Si? You actually understand the skills of ghost doctor!"

I shook my head and said, "I don't understand it. I just got half a fragment of the book by chance, which records the origins of some ghosts and some methods to cure ghosts. However, I have limited qualifications and most of them cannot understand it."

Jinghai narrowed his eyes and stared at me, as if he was telling the truth. After a while, he sighed and shook his head and said:

"I believe what you said is true. If you don't say your qualifications, you are brave enough. If I didn't miss it, the Japanese girl who appeared in the mirror before was the Mirror Spirit, right? Whether it is the Mirror Spirit from Middle Earth or the Mirror Sister of Japan, they are all existences that will become benevolence and devil in one thought. You actually dare to hang silk to diagnose the pulse for Mirror Spirit, and promise her...you are not afraid..."

He didn't continue talking, and I could only sigh helplessly and tell me about my previous experience in the world in the mirror.

After hearing this, Jinghai stared at him for a long time and suddenly raised his slap.

I was startled, Dou Dabao put his hand into his shoulder bag and asked with a hunched face: "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing? What else can I do!"

Jinghai retracted his hand, slapped his hands hard, pointed at me and said with a heartbroken look: "What's the point of telling me? Since you can catch the original body of the Mirror Spirit, you can apply magic spells and talismans to her. In that way, she will become your slave and let you drive it.

You are so happy that you are willing to take such a big risk and promise her at the cost of your own Yuanyang... Don't tell me that you don't have the ability to control her! Alas... Alas... Alas... You asked me to say what you are good about you, you have pissed me to death. Such a good baby, you can't even find an ordinary person with a lantern, but you missed it in vain!"

I was speechless for a while. Now I think about it, I did have other choices at that time.

But when the situation is urgent, I don’t have time to think about it carefully; in addition, there are clear precepts in the first volume of the broken book, and we must not use the methods recorded above to control ghosts and gods, otherwise we will be punished by God.

I may not care about the punishment of God, but when it comes to manipulating ghosts and gods, I am really uninterested.

Over the long run, the more I have come into contact with ghosts, the more I feel that like people, they have good and evil. Although they cannot be considered as seven emotions and six desires, they have joy, anger, sorrow, grudges, and hatred.

I don’t think Shi Jing is a big evil. I don’t want to ignore her identity and ask me to use threats to deal with a woman. Unless I have to do so, I really can’t do it unless I have to.

Perhaps some people may say that I am indecisive, and even say that I am self-proclaimed, fake aloof, and the Holy Mother bitch... But the fact is, in my opinion, no matter how high a person's status and ability are, or how small his identity and strength are, he must have a bottom line of perseverance.

This is definitely not for anyone to see, and don’t care about other people’s opinions, because this is the foundation of being a human being. If you don’t have the bottom line and be a human being, it’s no different from the shit in the pit.

When I returned to Chenghe Street, it was already past two o'clock in the morning.

Thinking of the blind man, I glanced at Dou Dabao and said to Jinghai:

"Master, do all the relics in the Yin Buddhas? If the relics of the Yin Buddhas are very important to you, there is an iron Buddha statue in my house."

Jinghai snorted, glanced at me and said, "Are you afraid that I will not surrender to the boy named Liu, so you want to bribe me? Is this considered a kind of kindness and power?"

"It's not considered a bribe. For grace, the master just saved my life before. Whether you can cure the blind or not is better is another matter. As long as you need it, I will give you the Iron Buddha."

Jinghai nodded at me: "The Yin Buddha's relics are not very useful to me, a dead ghost now..."

His eyes turned and his tone turned: "I already understand what the situation of the boy named Liu is. If it were to be done in the past, his affairs were nothing to do. Unfortunately, Master Buddha, I just became a dead ghost. Whether you believe it or not, I am really not sure to deduce him for a while."

Dou Dabao glared, "You want to play tricks again..."

"Bao!" I quickly stopped him and waited for Jinghai to continue talking without saying a word.

Jinghai touched his bare chin, faced out the window, and said in ambiguously:

"In fact, witchcraft and the head of the head come from the same source. They were originally used to treat diseases and save people... Although I am not sure to save the boy named Liu, if I have any cure diseases and save people, or read the books of the doctors, I might be able to..."

"Okay, I'll give it to you!"

"Ah?" Jinghai was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at me blankly, as if he didn't expect that I would agree to his request so happily.

Dou Dabao wanted to stop me, but I blocked it away. I said to Jinghai seriously:

"I beg you to save the blind man, and that's different from saving my life. That book has two volumes, and the second volume is the relics left to me by my grandfather, and I can't give it to you. The first volume of the ghost doctor technique is recorded, and I'll give it to you."

Jinghai looked at me for a while, then suddenly put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha, to be honest, when I knew you were the boss of the post station, I really didn't treat you as a dish. I was still thinking that the world in the underworld is as chaotic as the sun, and any dog ​​shit and chicken manure can be used for five or six people. Now it seems that I am a monk, I am very wrong. Abide by the principles and have clear grudges... Just these two points, you deserve to be in charge of the Yin-Yang Post Station."

"Old monk, don't put on a high hat. Every time you flatter someone, I feel furious." Dou Dabao glanced at him and said.

Jinghai smiled and said, "Little Master, you were wrong this time. Master Buddha is not up early without any profit, but how many people in the world are not like this? They are just willing to pretend, and I am too lazy to hide it. But this time it's not that I'm greedy for anything. What I just said is all the truth. I'm really not sure to save that boy Liu Bing.

As for that half of the book, or even the Iron Buddha you mentioned, if I am still alive, I will definitely kill you all for these two treasures. But now I am dead, some things are useful to the living and are not that attractive to the dead. I am just curious about the art of ghost doctors. Even if Xu Huo is willing to give me the book, what can I do with that thing? Could it be passed on to you, Master Xiaofu?"

Dou Dabao rolled his eyes and said nothing more.

I looked at him and grinned, and said something to my mouth, but I still held it back.

Jinghai stretched, looked out the window, and said, "I'm talking to you":

"Okay, since I promised to surrender to the blind Liu, I will do my best. It's too late today, and the Buddha is exhausted. The station is right there, right? I'll go and rest first."

After saying that, he opened the car door in a human form, got out of the car, and walked staggering towards the end of the street.

Looking at the old monk's back with leather jacket and leather pants and big leather boots, Dou Dabao suddenly slapped his thigh:

"Damn it, I've been fooled by Lao Ya!"
Chapter completed!