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They watched it all day, but got nothing.

How to get the spiritual energy, how to cultivate the ghost, how to obtain the physical body, still have no idea.

Shen Juan was not discouraged, and comforted Gu Shuge: "We only looked in a small corner, and there are so many classics, we will definitely find them."

Gu Shuge wrote "Yeah!" on the palm of her hand.

After dinner, the lamps were lit, and they continued to struggle.

At around nine o'clock, Shen Juan dug out a myth and legend in the corner, and saw a paragraph about the benefits of blood for forging the soul and body.

Chapter 31

"Nourish the soul with blood, and nourish the flesh with blood." Shen Juan saw these characters.

She looked down anxiously.

It is written in the book, "Blood unblocks the meridians and builds the body and soul. Among the five elements, blood belongs to fire, nourishing the soul with blood can solidify the quality of the soul, nourishing the flesh with blood, rebirth from the ashes of fire..."

Shen Juan was engrossed in reading it, and a piece of white paper fell down with a thud, blocking it on top of the book.

Shen Juan was startled, looked up and saw that there was nothing in front of her, she frowned and said, "Don't make trouble."

After she finished speaking, she went to lift the white paper, and pressed the paper with a force.His strength was extremely weak, trying to stop her was like a fly shaking a tree, but he was very stubborn and refused to give in.

Shen Juan was intelligent, and could see the deep meaning from her behavior almost instantly, and said: "You moved a piece of paper to stop me, you already knew this way, didn't you?"

She thought of the night when Xiaoge could touch her blood, and the time she could feel it increased dramatically. At that time, she was still wondering what the reason was, but now that she thought about it, she understood that Xiaoge had licked her wound that day, drank her Blood.

It turned out that the method of raising little ghosts had appeared long ago, but she didn't discover it.

"Is my blood delicious?" Shen Juan asked.

The white paper trembled slightly.

"Do you still want to drink?" Shen Juan asked again.

The white paper trembled slightly.Shen Juan felt the desire and restraint in the kid's emotions.

She smiled and asked again, "I've been supporting you, okay?"

The emotions in front of him immediately turned into many waves.Then the quill floated over from the table and drew a huge fork on the white paper that covered the book.

Shen Juan showed a disappointed look, and asked, "You don't want me to support you?"

Another fork appeared on the white paper without thinking.Seeing her sad, the man wrote "I want you to support me, I want to stay, I don't want to be reincarnated" in a crooked way.

Gu Shuge squatted in front of her, looking up at her.

She wrote a line of words for 5 minutes. When Shen Juan saw that she wrote that she wanted her to support her and wanted to stay, a smile appeared on his lips, and when he saw that he didn't want to be reincarnated, his smile froze a bit.

She looked at the empty space in front of her, and said, "But the monk said, you will join a good family, and your life will be rich and honored, and you will not suffer hardships. Don't you want to?"

Gu Shuge didn't feel tempted at all, no matter how good the next life is, what's the point of not having Shenjue."I hate being here," she wrote.

There was a smile in Shen Juan's eyes: "But after drinking Meng Po soup, you won't remember this place." She paused for a while, boldly added, "I don't remember me either."

No is no, it has nothing to do with remembering.Without Shen Juan, she felt terrible just thinking about it.Gu Shuge felt that Shen Juan was a bit annoying, why did she keep describing the benefits of the afterlife to her, did she not want to raise her anymore?

When Gu Shuge thought about it, he glanced at all kinds of classics piled high on the table out of the corner of his eye, and felt guilty again.If she didn't want to raise her, she wouldn't be here to read these obscure scriptures.

"I'm not going, I want to stay, I'll be with you, okay?" Gu Shuge wrote slowly, even though she was just a little ghost, she could also accompany Shen Juan so that she wouldn't be bored.

There was warmth in Shen Juan's eyes, and he said, "Okay, then I will nourish you with my blood, so you can accompany me better."

Gu Shuge's eyes widened suddenly, and Shen Juan actually tricked her, so she immediately drew a huge fork on the paper, very resolutely.

Such a soft guy has become a ghost, but he has not become selfish at all. Thinking of her death, Shen Juan feels sad and angry again.With Xiao Ge's temper, how could she offend and hurt others? What kind of resentment did she have to kill her and trample her body over and over again?

Gu Shuge didn't get a response from Shen Juan, so he wrote on the paper again: "Let's find another way."

Shen Juan could only agree: "Okay."

Gu Shuge wrote again: "You close the book."

According to Shen Juan's words, he put them together, put them in the pile of books he had read, and chose another book to read.Only then was Gu Shuge satisfied, and sat on the side, staring at her in case she took it back to look at it again.

Shen Juan watched for another two hours without saying a word.I flipped through one after another, and copied some things, but none of them seemed to be particularly rewarding. Gu Shuge was also reading, and she read it not slowly, but very slowly. Shen Juan read three books, and she could almost finish it. One.

When it was nearly twelve o'clock, Shen Juan suddenly said, "I'm almost finished reading the books on the table. Go upstairs and have a look and find a new batch." Some things were selected based on the title of the book, and some things were selected based on the contents of the previous few pages.Asking Gu Shuge to choose is to let her browse the titles of the books to see which part of the book matches what they are looking for.

Gu Shuge drew a tick on the paper, and after finishing the drawing, Shen Juan caught a glimpse of the watch at twelve o'clock from the corner of his eye.She felt Gu Shuge's presence as an outline, more clearly than the previous nights.

The kid stood up and obediently went to find a book.

Shen Juan was sure that she was going far away, and immediately took out the book that recorded "nourishing the soul with blood" from the pile of books, turned to the page just now, read it, memorized the important content, then closed it, and put it back .

The whole process takes less than 5 minutes.

Using blood to nourish the soul is an evil method.Indiscriminately killing innocent people, collecting blood, watering ghosts, nourishing the soul first, then nourishing the body, consuming the lives of tens of millions of innocent people, can cast a body, and the one raised in this way is the ghost.

Shen Juan was disappointed, this method obviously didn't work.But if you look at it further, you will see that ghosts are bloodthirsty, and feeding fresh blood can stabilize the soul and body, and with spiritual energy, it can dispel the evil spirits and grow into a real body.

Speaking of spiritual energy again, what exactly is spiritual energy and how to absorb it?

Shen Juan was thinking, Gu Shuge came back.

As soon as she came back, she grabbed the quill pen and jotted down on the paper, which floor, which bookshelf, which book on which position, mentioned things related to cultivation.So that Shen's family can follow the map to find out.

He didn't realize at all that when she was not around, Shen Juan had already mastered the method of "nourishing the soul with blood".

On the first night, they were busy until after five o'clock in the morning. On the one hand, the time was really tight, and on the other hand, Shen Juan recorded how long she could be felt now.

It's already been five hours, and the two days' increase in time has become very long. If this continues, it won't take long for Shen Juan to feel Gu Shuge's presence during the day.

They were both very encouraged by this discovery.

There is a rest room in the Sutra Pavilion, and Shen Juan had someone change the bedding into a temporary bedroom.After five o'clock, she went to bed.

Gu Shuge wasn't tired at all and didn't need to rest, so he continued to watch.

She looked at it, and suddenly thought, last time she wanted to find evil thoughts to ask if she had noticed anyone she had offended before, but she forgot when she went to Guangping Temple.

The police don't know what's going on. It's probably not going well. If the evil thoughts can help you think about it, you can get another clue.

Gu Shuge glanced out of the window, the sky was already cool, the morning light was faint, and the moon had already set.She put down the book, glanced back at the living room, and quietly walked out the door.

A monk had already got up from bed, and the Sanskrit sounds from the temple lingered in Gu Shuge's ears, clearing her mind.She walked along a small path outside the Sutra Pavilion, not far from a bamboo forest.White snow piled up on the slender bamboo leaves, falling down from time to time, there was a bang, the sound was subtle, accompanied by the Sanskrit sound, it was like Zen.

Gu Shuge felt a little regretful, if she was still a human being, she would definitely be able to feel the chilly breath in the bamboo forest at this moment.

Walking into the bamboo grove about ten steps away, her head started to hurt violently. She looked back, the distance was not too far away, and it was guaranteed that if something happened to her, she would return to Shen Juan's side immediately.

She didn't go any further, she stopped.

After a few seconds, evil thoughts popped up in his mind.

Gu Shuge didn't delay and asked it directly: "Do you remember who I offended?" She must know the murderer.

Trying to figure out who they know one by one, guess which one of them is the murderer, this feeling is very strange, but there is still nothing.

"No." Evil thought replied, it was actually very calm today.

Gu Shuge was a little surprised.

Chapter 32

It is a world of ice and snow, and it is less than seven o'clock in the morning. If people come and go at this time, I am afraid that every word they breathe will condense into hoarfrost in the air.