I take a little action, that's the limit

In order not to waste it, I took out the cotton swab I had prepared, dipped the cotton swab in ghost dew, and applied it evenly on the first page of Grandpa's notepad.

Suddenly, some white text appeared in the blank space on the paper. It was a kind of milky white text. If it is placed in a particularly bright or dark place, it cannot be seen clearly. It must be placed in a place with just the right light.

When I saw the words on the first page, I was so shocked that I had the urge to call my grandfather, but I still held back.

The text is as follows: Yuan Luo, my grandson, when you see these words, it proves that you have really set foot in the Yin and Yang world. This is what grandpa least wants to see, but God’s will is like this. Often, the more you don’t want to see it, , the greater the chance of it happening. It is out of this consideration that grandpa used black dog milk to record what he learned in his life as follows, hoping to be helpful to his grandson...

When I finished reading the first page, Hu Wenxin got up and went to wash up. I quickly calmed down my shock, threw the notepad and ghost into my schoolbag, carefully held the schoolbag to my chest, and took a taxi to go home. . As for studying, since the beginning of school, I have often been absent from class, no less than this one or two periods.

When I got home, I rushed into my room, locked the door, and then lay on the table and started the most important task for me - smearing ghost dew on my notepad.

To say that this job is really not done by men, I think if this job can be given to a younger sister, she will definitely do an excellent job.

It took me more than two hours to smear all the pages with ghost dew.

The reason it took so long was because the ghost dew had to be dried every time after applying it, otherwise the papers would stick together and ruin the notepad, which would be counterproductive.

After touching the ghost dew, I started reading it seriously.

The surface content of Grandpa's Notepad is attractive enough in itself, but it pales in comparison to the hidden contents. The hidden contents can be said to be all-encompassing, including introductions to various sects and the production of commonly used yin and yang items. , there are ways to restrain evil spirits, and it also records many bizarre things that I have never heard of, such as monsters.

The most amazing thing is that the hidden content can often be read together with the words on the surface. Generally, the words on the surface are grandpa's personal experience, but most of them are written down in one stroke. Those hidden words told me how dangerous what happened at that time was, and how grandpa used a surprising method to win.

I was fascinated by it as I read it. It wasn’t until I finished reading the whole book that I discovered that my grandfather had experienced far more things than I had experienced. Not only were there more, but every time he had a narrow escape from death, I suddenly felt abnormal. Depressed, Mr. Yin Yang himself is destined to have five disadvantages and three shortcomings. Why does God still punish us like this? Is it wrong to help others?

Hey, let’s think about how to deal with Han Xiaolin first.

I turned back to the record of how to find the lost soul. This method doesn't seem difficult, but it is really difficult to do it because it involves the magic of mechanism.

To put it simply, I made a tool called "Qihuang". Looking at the picture on the notepad, I felt that it was better to call it Qihuang than to call it a compass, because this thing is exactly the same as a compass, and it is also round. Yes, there are also some runes. Of course, this is the macro feeling it gives me.

After making Qihuang, I placed Han Xiaolin's hair on it, and the compass would guide me to find Han Xiaolin's lost soul. It is worth mentioning that Qihuang was scrapped after being used once, and it is a one-time auxiliary tool.

There are three essential tools needed to make Qihuang: ghost dew, black dog blood and coffin fungus.

These three things represent the three levels of heaven, earth and man. Ghost dew usually appears on the ceiling where there is a lot of resentment, so it represents the sky. Of course, the ghost dew I saw on the floor last time is in a special situation; black dogs live on the land and are alive. is a good friend of human beings and represents people; coffin fungi generally grow on coffin boards buried under the earth, so they represent the earth.

These three things not only represent heaven, earth and people, but also represent the three souls of human beings. Only the Qihuang made with these three things can work.

Fortunately, I already had ghost dew in my hand. As for the black dog blood, I got it in minutes. Now I only have a coffin fungus.

I thought about it and called Hu Wenxin first. He was obviously eating, so I joked with him and asked him to buy me some soy milk and fried dough sticks. He said to me: "Brother, please check what time it is. Where is it?" There are also soy milk and fried dough sticks.”

I looked at the time on my phone, oh, here I go, it was noon before I knew it. I asked him where he was, and he told me. I took a taxi and went straight to the place he said. I thought it would be better to ask in person.

When I got there, Hu Wenxin was eating in a place. To be honest, I never thought that Hu Wenxin would eat in a place like this. Where is it? Answer: KFC.

When I entered, he was sitting by the window. On the small square table in front of him was a tray with French fries and a large glass of Coke.

Judging by his posture, this guy had already eaten two fries. He asked me if I wanted to eat, so I ordered a few pairs of chicken wings.

He particularly enjoyed taking the fries, dipping them in ketchup, and putting them in his mouth. At the end, he sucked his fingers. If a big girl did this, I would have nothing to say, but if he did it to a grown man, it would be disgusting. His mother opened the door to nausea, he was so disgusted!

"Brother, what do you want from me?" Hu Wenxin took a sip of Coke and burped. He still had that signature smile. In my impression, this guy seemed to have no other expression except a smile.

"I want to ask you, do you have coffin fungus?" I told him straightforwardly.

He frowned slightly, then smiled again: "Brother, can you let me finish eating?"

"Uh, okay." I touched my nose in a daze. It really depends on me. When dealing with a man like Hu Wenxin who pursues a quality life, I really have to pay attention. It's really a bit inappropriate to talk about coffin fungi while eating. Appropriate.

But what makes me ache is that this meal actually lasted for more than an hour. It was not until 1:30 in the afternoon that Hu Wenxin stood up with satisfaction after eating four portions of French fries and drinking two glasses of Coke.

He wiped his mouth and said to me: "Brother, why do you want that coffin fungus thing? Do you have prostatitis?"

"Go away, you have prostatitis, and your whole family has prostatitis." I rolled my eyes at him angrily: "Do you have it? I need it urgently."

"No." Hu Wenxin shook his head at me.

"Your sister!" I went up and wanted to beat him, Ma De, I couldn't have said it earlier without you, it took me so long.

"Just because I don't have it doesn't mean that others don't have it." Just when my fist was only 0.01 centimeters away from his cheek, he suddenly said.