Qin Shizhen suddenly looked up, stared at me and asked, "Where did this thing come from?"
"Second Master Jing!" I didn't hide it, but told the truth.
"But Mr. Feng Shui, Second Master Jing?" Qin Shizhen asked.
"Exactly."
Qin Shizhen's face suddenly changed, and he whispered, "You come with me."
"?"
With full of doubts, I followed Qin Shizhen into his study.
After entering, I saw Qin Shizhen flipping through the bookshelf for a long time, and then turned out a very old book, and then placed it on the table.
"This is?" I looked at Qin Shizhen in confusion.
Qin Shizhen looked serious, and opened the book. It was full of words I didn't recognize.
"This?" I looked at the book puzzledly, "What font is this? Why have I never seen it before?"
Really! I have never seen a font that is more complex than my Xuanyin clan!
"Hu Tian," Qin Shizhen said suddenly, "have you ever heard that there once existed a class of people in this world."
"Who?" My eyes widened, always feeling that Qin Shizhen was going to tell me something very incredible.
"Mozu!" Qin Shizhen said.
"Devil?" I opened my eyes wide, "emmmm, does it mean the demons of human, demon, and demon in fantasy novels?"
Qin Shizhen shook his head silently, "No, it's just the name of a tribe, they call themselves Demon Clan."
"Oh, that's how it is!"
In this way, I understand, just like my Xuanyin clan, it is a truth.
"But it seems that since many years ago, there has been no information about this family, and I don't know if there are any such people." Qin Shizhen suddenly said with emotion.
"Um," I looked at Qin Shizhen questioningly, "Does this have any necessary connection with what we are going to talk about today? Is it possible that the box belongs to the Demon Race?"
"I'm guessing so..."
"… No way… "
Qin Shizhen said, opening the book he was spreading on the table, and murmured, "If I remember correctly, the lines on the box just now should be... there!"
Qin Shizhen's eyes suddenly brightened, and she pointed to a page and said, "That's it! See if you see, the meaning of that pattern, translated, it is... Calm soul!"
"Soul!"
There was a thud in my heart, this explanation is really vivid!
Put He Die's soul inside, so that He Die completely lost her memory
That said, could it be that He Die was a member of the Demon Race who deliberately allowed He Die to live in the human world in a state of amnesia
I glanced at Qin Shizhen with a complicated expression, and muttered, "When are the people of the Demon Race most active?"
"This..." There was a trace of embarrassment on Qin Shizhen's face. He touched his chin and said, "I'm really not sure about this, but what is certain is that in history, people of the demons have I have searched for one thing, but after searching for that thing, the entire demons almost disappeared."
"what?"
"Magic Book!" Qin Shizhen said word by word.
I was stunned and petrified instantly.
Qin Shizhen continued to say to herself, "According to legend, the people of the demons violated the taboo of their family in order to find a book called the magic book, which led to the destruction of the entire family. There is also a legend that if you find a magic book, you can Gain the ability to change the world?"
When I was in shock, Qin Shizhen shrugged helplessly, "How come there is such a thing? You are right, Hu Tian."
"Huh?" I quickly recovered and saw Qin Shizhen staring at me suspiciously.
"what happened to you?"
"Uh, I'm okay," I touched my nose and said, "So the people of the Demon Race are almost extinct?"
"You can say so." Qin Shizhen said helplessly, "I think it should be the leader of the demon clan that heeded some rumors, and finally led the entire clan on the path of destruction."
Speaking of this, Qin Shizhen showed a pity on his face and muttered, "According to legend, the people of the Demon Race have a special talent to see all the ghosts in the world and control them well. It's a pity, so good. His talent is shattered in history in search of a magic book that does not exist at all. Alas, what a pity, what a pity."
Obviously, in Qin Shizhen's cognition, there is no such thing as a magic book.
I smashed my mouth and didn't continue to say anything.
If one less person knows the existence of the magic book, the world will be safer.
"Well, Mr. Lao Qin told me this." I clasped my fist.
"Trouble is not troublesome," Qin Shizhen looked at me questioningly, "but Hu Tian, I have a question."
"Mr. Qin asked."
"Did you buy the sandalwood box outside from Erye Jing? Why did you buy this? You didn't want to find a magic book, right?"
I shook my head quickly, "Why am I looking for that kind of thing, but the second master Jing encountered something and gave it to me to do it recently. This box is what he paid me at will. I guess I don’t understand. He doesn't need it, so just give it to me." I explained.
"That's it." Qin Shizhen nodded silently, then looked at me and said, "Yes, even Jing Erye needs your help. It seems that you are really a very capable person!"
"Dare not dare." I humbly said.
"But the gift from the second master Jing is too unintentional! Generally, few people know the existence of the demons, and this thing is of no value in the market." Qin Shizhen shook his head, and finally raised it. I looked up, looked at me and said meaningfully, "Hu Tian, do things for people, don't lose yourself, Jing Erye’s baby, there are so many!"
"Okay, I see, thank you Mr. Qin for reminding me."
"Yep."
"Then I will leave first, and Mr. Lao Qin is here today."
"Between you and me, what are you doing with such kind words. If you need it next time, even if you come, you Hu Tian can think of me. It's also an honor for someone in Qin."
"Mr. Qin is serious, then Hu Tian will leave first."
"Well, go slowly. I'll see you off."
"Mr. Xie Qin."
After coming out of the Black Forest Antique Market, I wiped the sweat from my forehead.
Qin Shizhen is a good person, but his words are too verbose, and every time I finish talking to him, I feel that my level of education is overdrawn.
Don't want to overdraft.
Holding the sandalwood box in my arms, I quietly returned to my home.
A solemn flash flashed in my eyes, and I murmured: "Organize my thoughts, arrange my thoughts..."
Keke, start from scratch.
First of all, Jing Erye gave me a small note and used a sandalwood box. At first I thought he was just pretending to be forced to show off his wealth, but I didn't expect this sandalwood box to make He Die out of control. Almost turned into a resentful spirit.
Secondly, I went to the underworld to find Heiwuchang. Heiwuchang told me that if the soul that has lost the memory, and then encounter something related to her before death, it is possible to restore the memory and resentment.
Then, I looked for Qin Shizhen again, and Qin Shizhen told me that this sandalwood box is the legacy of the demons. The demons are a type of people who can perceive the ghosts and control the ghosts, but they have been extinct in search of the magic book.
Going back to the beginning, Jing Erye hopes to use my power to find the magic book.
and many more!
Jing Erye has a sandalwood box...
Jing Erye has Feng Shui mystery...
The sandalwood box belongs to the demons...
The demons can perceive the yin spirit...
Jing Erye said that Feng Shui mystery can perceive all yin spirits...
"Fuck!"
I was taken aback by the idea of my own genius, maybe Jing Erye is a descendant of the demons!
"Guru!"
I swallowed, Nima, who is He Die? Why send He Die to my side? Does Jing Erye know the existence of He Die
A series of doubts bothered me, let me decide...
It's better to go home and experiment first.
Thinking about this, I silently ran back to my home.
He Die had already woke up, she was sitting across from me cautiously, she didn't dare to look up at me at all, she lowered her head as if she knew what she had done wrong.
"Um, Die'er, do you remember what happened before? Three hours ago." I asked in a low voice.
Unexpectedly, He Die nodded and said softly, "I know."
I was taken aback, "You know?"
"En." He Die nodded weakly.
"I'm sorry, I don't know why I was like that." He Die's eye circles suddenly turned red, and he said, "I don't remember anything, I just feel that I seem to be out of control, as if I have hurt Xiao Jiu. thing."
My eyes sank and nodded, "It's not like you did."
"..." He Die trembled and said quickly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"This is not a problem," I looked at her. "The problem is, when you are not under your control, have you noticed that your memory has come back a little?"
"Huh?" He Die's eyes flashed a touch of confusion, shook his head and said, "No, no. I don't remember anything."
"Huh." I took a deep breath and took out the sandalwood box from behind.
Of course, I also specially wrapped it with a layer of cloth, and did not expose it directly.
"That's it, Die'er, if you want to retrieve your memory, I have a way now, but this way may make you full of resentment. I can control you and not let you hurt others, but the resentment is against you. I can't help you with the hurt, the encroachment on your consciousness, only you can bear it." I stared at He Die, and asked word by word, "Are you willing?"
He Die was stunned for a while, and said, "Do I have to find my memory?"
"En?" I was taken aback, and didn't understand what He Die meant. "Don't you want to find your memory?"
He Die looked at me, a sadness suddenly flashed in her eyes, she nodded slowly, and said, "Okay, I get it."
He Die's tone was obviously unhappy and sad. (End of this chapter)