Riding the Pheonix Chapter 13: Born Soul
"Hands out."
Duofu obediently stretched out his hand.
Mingwei untied the red knot on her wrist.
Duofu hurriedly said: "Miss, you said you shouldn't pick this."
Ming smiled slightly: "Just pick it up for a while. Those good friends are afraid of it and can't find it if they wear it."
Duofu is ignorant.
As Madam Liu did that day, she probably guessed that the red knot given by the lady was not an ordinary object.
She had been keeping this matter in her heart until yesterday, when she heard that the missing soul of the young lady was left with Empress Xuannv, and it suddenly dawned on her.
Xuannv Empress is a fairy. If the young lady stays with Xuannv Empress, of course she is imbued with the spirit of immortality. It is not surprising that she knows this.
Mingwei put away the red knot: "I will keep it for you first, and then return it to you after we finish the game."
"Okay." Duofu nodded obediently.
Mingwei held her hand, gathered weak magic power from his fingertips, and gently tapped her palm.
Duofu felt his palms go numb, and a strange feeling came to his mind.
"There are some good friends in this garden, but they are hidden deep and difficult to find. Thank you for following this feeling and finding them."
"Feeling?"
"Yes, feel it. If you feel it with your heart, you will know where they are."
Duofu was confused and looked down at his hands.
"Go ahead." Mingwei sat down on the veranda, "I'll wait for you here."
"Oh..." Duofu had no choice but to turn around and follow the lady's wishes to find his "good friend".
Mingwei watched her leave.
This girl has a pure Yang destiny. Under normal circumstances, she will never see ghosts in her life. She had just used magic to temporarily seal her aura, leaving her between yin and yang. In this way, she will be more perceptive than ordinary people. If something is really hidden in the garden, it will be found.
Mingwei sat down in the sun, clasped his hands together in a mudra, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
Miss Mingqi has been ignorant for many years. It is basically impossible for this body to regain her original magic power. However, after all, it is a body that connects yin and yang. As long as you practice it properly, you will make progress much faster than others.
That's enough.
You must know that she is a fortune teller, the first of the magicians in the world.
The reason why a fortune teller is a fortune teller is not only because of his profound magic power, but also because of the secret method that others don't know.
Even if she lacks mana, she has thousands of ways to make up for it.
On the other side, Duofu was wandering around the garden, his head filled with questions.
What is the good friend the lady is talking about? Where will it be hidden? How to find them? She was confused and wanted to go back and ask the lady, but the lady had already made it very clear that she was too stupid to understand what the lady meant.
After looking around a lot, I couldn't find any good friends, so I was a little frustrated.
She always knew that she was not smart enough. But the lady said that serving a young lady does not require intelligence, as long as she is loyal enough.
Duofu has always thought so. But now, she feels that the young lady has become smarter, and she is too stupid and seems to be holding the young lady back a bit.
No! She has to work hard to keep up with the lady. What did the lady just say? If you feel it with your heart, you will know where they are hidden. Use your heart, feel...
Duofu closed his eyes, abandoned his thoughts, and quietly felt his surroundings.
Unconsciously, something changed before her eyes.
Obviously she did not open her eyes, but she seemed to see many gray shadows emerging.
This is... a tree. By the way, it's the old locust tree in the garden. It's said to have lived for nearly a hundred years.
There is also a big stone under the tree. I heard that it was transported thousands of miles back from famous mountains and rivers when the garden was built.
In the water... there is a vase in the water. When did it fall?
Hey, there is a white figure to her right!
Duofu was so frightened that his hands shook and he opened his eyes.
All the shadows she saw just now disappeared, and the world returned to its original appearance, as if those were all her hallucinations.
Duofu was in shock, thinking back to the white figure he saw just now.
This seems to be... the white shadow Xiaoxiang mentioned? By the way, Xiaoxiang met here!
Duofu stared straight at the empty ground.
A woman taking care of flowers and trees passed by and looked at her strangely: "What are you doing here, Miss Duofu? You don't have to accompany me today?"
Duofu woke up from a dream and asked the old woman: "Do you have anything to shovel dirt?"
"Yes." The mother-in-law took out the flower shovel hesitantly, "What do you want this for?"
Duofu didn't answer. He took a shovel and pressed it into the soil, digging out the soil.
"Miss Duofu?" The mother-in-law was completely confused.
Duofu ignored her and just dug the soil with shovel after shovel. After a while, the shovel hit something hard.
Duofu threw away the shovel and dug out a wooden box from the soil.
The mother-in-law was surprised: "Who buried this dressing box? It's really pretty."
Duofu took a bag of handkerchiefs, turned around and ran to the corridor.
"Girl!"
Duofu turned around and shouted: "Mommy, please fill it in, I will thank you later!"
Mingwei heard Duofu running quickly: "Miss! Miss!"
She raised the corners of her mouth and opened her eyes.
Duofu held the dressing box and ran to her, saying and gesticulating: "Miss, I saw it! There was a white shadow, exactly as Xiaoxiang said, I dug down and found this!"
Mingwei took the dressing box and smiled slightly: "Okay, you have found your first good friend."
"The first one?"
"Yes, remember what Jiu'er and the others said? There are more than one."
Duofu nodded immediately: "Miss, wait, I will continue to look for you."
As he said that, he turned around and ran away.
Ming Wei looked at her leaving back and smiled. This girl was a little more talented than she thought.
As a practitioner of mysticism, she is blessed with the ability to connect yin and yang. In addition, pure yin is easy to communicate and pure yang is easy to suppress evil. They are both rare seeds.
Duofu's pure yang destiny is second, and his simple nature is even more valuable. ~IndoMTL.com~ I had spoken so vaguely before, just to see how long it would take for her to understand, but to my surprise, it was faster than I expected.
Mingwei lowered his head to look at the age-old dressing box and knocked it lightly: "It's true that one is psychic but ignorant."
Duofu discovered the new world and was full of energy. He searched almost inch by inch. Soon, all kinds of small things were piled in front of Mingwei.
An old Wat board, a worn wooden fish, a mirror, a scroll...
They are all worthless little things, and what they have in common is that they are old.
Mingwei picked up the wooden fish. If the objects in the temple are stained with Buddhist incense, their spiritual consciousness will be stronger than ordinary objects, and they may have developed autonomous consciousness. In that case, you can know from its mouth who sent the things in.
Just as I wiped off the floating soil on the wooden fish, I suddenly heard Duofu scream.
When she heard the voice coming from the other side of the willow tree, she frowned and felt bad.
Duofu had already crawled back, grabbing her sleeves and shaking non-stop: "Miss, I saw that evil ghost again, it's so scary..."
Mingwei touched her head and put the red knot back on her hand: "Don't be afraid, you won't be able to see it when you put it on."
Duofu blames himself: "It's all my fault. I knew there was something there and noticed the color, but I couldn't help but follow it."
Mingwei was startled for a moment: "Is there a color?"
"Yeah." Duofu nodded: "I don't know if it's red or yellow...it just has a color."
Ming frowned slightly and looked at that place.
In the world of yin and yang, there should be only black, white and gray, and only the color of blood when the evil spirit overflows. In addition, those with color are either demon spirits or living souls. Demonic spirits and evil things are generally incompatible. Could it be that the evil thing has a soul in it?