Eternal small night light and remaining fragments

  In the previous chapter, Lao Hu inadvertently stimulated the resonance between himself and the copper mirror, drawing out a Mingmu symbol.

  A six-story building with five or six people standing on top, then jumping down one by one.

  Jumping down! Hurry up and call the police! I had just taken out my phone when Zhou Meng pressed down on my hand, she winked at me, indicating to keep watching.

  The person who originally jumped down, I don't know when he climbed back up and continued to jump down. This cycle repeated itself, just like dumplings being dropped. My eyes widened in shock, my mouth even froze open.

  Zhou Meng lifted up my left hand and wiped away the symbol on it, then the "dumpling" disappeared.

  I'm so shocked that I couldn't speak, and could only stare at Zhou Meng - hurry up and tell me the reason.

  "This is the Mingmu Mantra. With this mantra, you can open your heavenly eye. What you just saw was a yin spirit." Zhou Meng explained, wiping away the mantra from his palm as well.

  I seem to have understood a little bit, but looking at Lao Ya and their expressions, I know they are still in the clouds.

  "They are suicides, their souls cannot be reborn, and they have to repeatedly experience the despair and pain of their own death, this is the punishment."

  My heart skipped a beat, the despair and pain at the time of death was already terrifying enough, experiencing it over and over again is indeed a huge punishment. I nodded, feeling a bit heavy-hearted - downstairs is my favorite bakery, how can I bear to walk past it in the future?

  My expression became increasingly sorrowful, and Lao Ya listened for half a day without understanding, patted my shoulder, and asked with concern: "Lao Luoming, what happened?"

  "It's like this..." Just as I was about to explain in detail, I suddenly thought that Lao Ya also loved the croissants from this bakery the most. I told her it wasn't good, and then Jiaya revealed a sly smile, stretching out the hand that had been hidden in her sleeve and was still glowing, drawing a sparkling symbol in mid-air that didn't disperse, and pressed it onto Lao Ya's left hand.

  Haha, you're making me work hard for you, hum~hum~

  Only saw Luo Ya also had a surprised and suddenly enlightened expression looking at that small building.

  Zhou Meng looked at me with disdain, but it didn't matter, I could finally get revenge on Lao Ya, the psychological satisfaction was great, hehehe...

  Lao Ya turned her head, glaring at me, suddenly widening her eyes in extreme fear as she stared at something behind me. Her body trembled and she involuntarily backed away, her finger shaking as she pointed at something behind me...

  I suddenly realized that there was something terrifying behind me, a ghost, definitely a ghost. In terror, I closed my eyes and swung the copper mirror back with all my might. The movement was too big, and I lost my balance, falling to the ground. Due to fear, I still kept waving the copper mirror wildly, slashing and chopping randomly. I believed that the copper mirror had its special power, it must have some effect.

  Hahaha...

  Lao Ya's cheerful laughter entered my ears, and I suddenly realized - I had been deceived by her.

  Zhang Yan glanced around and saw that Lu Yao was covering her face and laughing loudly, while the others were also laughing so hard their faces turned red.

  In humiliation, I understood a truth: Lu Yao's moral integrity is too high, and I can only be bullied... Waaahhh... And I even have to be willing to be bullied... Waaahhh... What a miserable fate...

  Although it's noisy, everyone still hasn't forgotten what's serious.

  Fu Yao grasped my right hand, gazing intently at the index and middle fingers that were still radiating a yellow glow, his eyes full of questions that required answers.

  "I don't know either, Cool Sister, do you know why?" Everyone's gaze immediately shifted to Zhou Meng, who was an expert in this aspect.

  Zhou Meng shrugged and indicated that he was also unclear. "I only know that Lao Hu's spiritual power comes from this copper mirror."

  "Let's talk about it when we get back, there are too many people around here." Luoya said cautiously looking around and wiping the symbol on her palm, thinking to herself that this was also too disgusting, she had lost her appetite.

  Back home, "Hao Tou" had already served all the dishes on the table, and they were indeed a feast for the eyes, nose, and taste buds. Dong E, however, was still crouching in the corner with his face to the wall, his body shaking slightly - was he crying?

  "Come back." I don't know when it started, but our rule here became having meetings at the dinner table.

  Dongwu rushed over with excitement, running and jumping along the way, his tall and sturdy body moving nimbly.

  Zhou Meng took out "Dream" from the room and placed it in front of me. "Lao Hu, try drawing a Juyang symbol."

  The Gathering Yang symbol and the Bright Eyes symbol on the picture are almost the same, and they don't look difficult to draw either. I carefully and meticulously drew them, and the talismans once again condensed in the air.

  After finishing drawing, I looked at Zhou Meng - this time it's going to be printed on the palm?

  Zhou Meng muttered to himself, then infused his spiritual energy into the brush, and with a stroke of the brush, he cut off the Yang-gathering talisman I had drawn. As soon as the talisman was broken, it dispersed immediately.

  "If you encounter a yin spirit, draw an aggregation yang symbol and dissolve it in the palm of your hand. Then strike out with one palm. Generally, yin spirits will either disperse or suffer damage to their spiritual energy."

  Oh, I nodded seriously, looking at my sparkling fingers with some excitement. A glance around, and indeed, the four of them from all directions were staring at me with admiration, humming, I felt proud in my heart, straightened up, and put on a majestic demeanor.

  But after getting excited for a little while, I immediately thought of the wrong place, "My fingers can't always glow, what to do?"

  Zhou Meng also furrowed his brow, "What exactly did you do to attract the spiritual energy of the copper mirror onto yourself?"

  Zhou Meng probably only saw the part where my fingers glowed, and didn't know about what happened before.

  I flipped through "Dream" to the first page, where there were less than a hundred words of mind method, "just silently recited this."

  Zhou Meng heard this, her eyebrows deeply furrowed, and muttered to herself: "The 'Dream' is a compilation of the ancestral family's dream interpreters throughout the ages. The first page is an incomplete fragment, except for the compiler, no one has ever fully grasped it."

  Then Zhou Meng raised his eyes and looked at us, continuing: "I also practiced it, but when the spiritual power wandered in my body, I encountered obstacles everywhere, so I had to give up."

  "Oh, it's like this... Everyone looks enlightened."

  But what did they understand? The crowd looked puzzled again.

  ……

  "The key is, that author and you have one thing in common..." Zhou Meng stopped, her eyes staring straight at me.

  It really tickled our fancy.

  What could I possibly have in common with him? What common ground could I and Zhou Meng's ancestors eighteen generations ago possibly share...? Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck my chaotic mind.

  "It's a blood sacrifice!!" I almost said it out loud at the same time as Zhou Meng.

  "Oh, it's like that... Everyone had an epiphanic look on their faces again. Next, everyone fell silent, quietly staring at the empty bowls in front of them, all thinking deeply, wanting to break through something."

  Five minutes... another five minutes... yet another five minutes...

  It seems there's no breakthrough, everyone started serving themselves and eating, nodding in agreement that the "Boss" is a good cook.

  It seems we have tacitly reached a consensus - let's think about it again tomorrow.

  After dinner, we agreed to get up early together tomorrow, so we all returned to our rooms early. Zhou Meng also couldn't figure out why my fingers were shining brightly, and after turning off the lights, they looked like a small night light.

  "Hehe, pretty good, saves electricity." I chuckled.

  "...... Go to sleep."

  "My family: '...is asleep.'"