836 Ghost Summoning 2

ing how I was feeling physically and if anything felt unusual.I'm not comfortable talking about this with him, so I just said it was fine.He suddenly reminded me, "I heard Cheng Su say that the crimin...I'm so embarrassed, this guy is really staring me down. Even with a face covering, he can't escape people's curious stares.

"No, please just drive. We're in a hurry." I said impatiently.

Mu Wanchen turned his head to look out the car window as if he had nothing to do with it. Seeing that I had declined the topic, the driver just closed his mouth and drove silently.

I thought of Tang Yufie's words about fooling him into making money, and couldn't help but glance at Mu Wanchen.

Streetlights flashed past his window, casting fleeting shadows on him, fading in and out, both unreal and real.

I've only "known" him for a few days, and now he's sleeping in my bed, coming and going from my room freely, and even running out late at night!

Thinking about this, I nervously twisted my fingers. He had known about me for several years, but I was oblivious... and I didn't know if he could be relied upon in a crisis.

As the car neared its destination, it suddenly encountered heavy traffic and police officers directing the flow of vehicles.

The driver pressed the window down and shouted to the outside: "Officer, it's late at night, why are you checking cars"

A traffic policeman shook his head and said, “There's been an accident ahead. They've set up a barrier and are waiting for ambulances and police cars. Please don't honk your horns and follow the instructions.”

We're getting close to our destination, but I don't know if I can get out on the road. The driver said we have to wait until after the checkpoint before they let us off.

As I slowly drove past the accident scene, I glanced back from behind a police officer and saw the accident site. One person was lying face up on the ground. I could only see his limbs but not his head...

The driver suddenly cursed, “Damn it, who the hell is driving like this, smashing everyone's heads! It's really **ing annoying…”

Head exploding

I couldn't help but turn my head back, but Mu Wanchen reached out and pressed my head, forcibly twisting me around.

He frowned and said, "What are you looking at Can't control your curiosity."

If curiosity could be controlled, would it still be called curiosity Isn't that what humans do to themselves They know watching will scare them, but they actively seek out thrills.

After we got off the bus and stood on the roadside, I used my phone to navigate the address and led Mu Wanchen into a small alley.

This is a low-density old residential area, the highest only six floors. People by the roadside who had an accident couldn't help but go to watch from a distance. We walked against the crowd toward an old house.

The address read "602". I thought there would be some thrilling scene, but to my surprise, the door was wide open. We easily walked in.

"Stay right here and don't move." Mu Wanchen raised his hand and made a strange gesture. I vaguely saw something "floating" out of his hand.

Then, he was surrounded by a cold feeling.

"You, you, you... are you encircling me with snake spirits" These things can be big or small when they become refined, but using them as my "protective barrier" wouldn't that be overkill

"Don't move." He threw out the words coldly and pushed open the door to the inner room.

This house is a two-bedroom, one-living room dwelling. The furniture inside is outdated; aside from the sofa and bed in the bedroom showing signs of use, there are no other clues.

Moreover, a pungent smell emanated from the bedroom. Upon opening the door, one could see used condoms scattered on the floor.

The sanitation conditions are appalling, I'm speechless.

There were a few drops of blood on the bed, staining the messy sheets.

All that's left is an empty house.

"I just now clearly heard at least two voices here, the male is that driver, the female I don't know... Also said something about raising a child together... Where are they now"

Mù Wǎnchén whispered, "...he's run away. The blood hasn't dried yet."

I stood in the living room, taking it all in. There was no sign of life anywhere in this house. Apart from the lingering scent of sex from the bedroom, there was only a cold, dusty silence. The fridge and TV didn't even have their plugs in.

How could one possibly raise a child in such a place

There was a broken small glass bottle in front of the bed. Mu Wanchen frowned and squatted down to study it.

“What’s so good about that!” I couldn’t help but say, “It must be some kind of lube… it was too intense, they broke the bottle”

Mu Wanchen couldn't help but glance back at me: "You have thick skin."

I... this... what's going on!

"My family are all doctors, and we look at things with a very honest attitude!" I explained as I walked towards him two steps, suddenly bumping into the icy, slippery snake spirit's body, making me stand obediently.

From my position, I could see the small washroom on the balcony. A mirror hung on the wall opposite the door, facing directly at me.

The mirror burst through the door, what a terrible layout, is this, even in your own home, going to the bathroom in the middle of the night are you not afraid to be startled

Mirrors in Taoism belong to the category of "both righteous and evil" objects. They can ward off evil spirits and negative influences, but they can also produce bad effects.

Who would use a mirror to look at their own house If you're going to use a mirror, you should face it outwards.

"Mu, Mu Wanchen...that mirror seems a little strange...I can't see anyone clearly—"

As soon as the words left his mouth, a gray, shapeless thing suddenly burst out of the mirror, accompanied by a frenzied hissing sound, like a deflated balloon wildly bumping around the room!

I immediately crouched down and covered my head. The serpent spirit surrounded me tightly, and those things smashed against the serpent spirit several times but couldn't penetrate it.

Mu Wanchen raised his hand, and a shimmering silver chain materialized from beneath his wrist. It whipped out suddenly, ensnaring the errant "balloon" that was bouncing around everywhere.

He jerked his hand back, and the thing crashed to the ground, lying there motionless.

"What's this What is this" I crouched down and asked.

"...It must be the ghost trapped in that bottle. You exposed its hiding place, and now it wants to run away," he replied calmly.

On the ground lay a thing, a pale, bald little imp with a cracked face and fangs.

" ... Is that the ghost doll that came to my house How did it become like this!" I exclaimed.

“This is a way of raising and controlling ghosts in spiritual summoning. That woman was definitely a master of spirit-summoning, she felt the situation had been exposed, so she fled in a hurry, breaking the bottle that held the ghost, causing it to dart into the mirror and hide.” Mu Wanchen wasn’t afraid of the sharp-toothed little ghost at all, he pulled the ghost closer and observed it carefully.

The little imp weakly struggled, lifting his head to look at me: "Help...help..."

He was reaching out to me for help again, but I don't have the ability to save him.

I don't understand things like curses, witchcraft, or spirit possession. How can I help

Affairs of yin and yang are not just about life and death, but also about unclear causes and karmic hindrances.

I am a quiet and peaceful person. I'm not the kind of wizard who steps in to help when they see injustice. Besides studying Daoist classics, I've never learned any spells. That's simply not within our family's purview.

"If you're not content, then learn some skills. It's not too late." Mu Wanchen glanced at me.

"...You teach me"ans.She didn't believe it, turning around to look around the shop. She examined the counter, the antique shelves, and the wall hangings carefully, then asked, "Does your family have any other treasure...