"Hey, this is your child, you have to take responsibility!"

Back at the shrine, Lu He held up the little Kotomi with both hands and held her in front of Kiko who had just returned home from school.

“Eh?”

Qizi suddenly widened her eyes. She looked at Kotomi, whose cheeks were swollen on both sides, and forgot to refute for a moment.

Mainly...

This child really looks like when Kiko and Kotomi were young!

So similar that Kiko did not refute immediately, but kept searching in her mind.

She and her brother-in-law...

It seems that I didn't do anything, right?

Otherwise, why didn't she have any impression of this?

But……

What happened to this child? It can't be that Lu He was born himself, right?

By chance, as soon as he finished speaking, the Mahatma, who was about to step into the inner room, suddenly froze:

"Why... should I avoid your family affairs?"

From the look on the face of the Mahatma, Xizi saw a look of "Your circle is so messy"!

The atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment...

"I called you over here specifically, why are you leaving?"

Lu He immediately blocked the Mahatma's shoulder, and then he turned around and said to Xizi:

"Serve your sister!"

"What? She is my sister?"

In Xizi's surprised gaze, Lu He pulled the Holy Mahatma to his room.

The head steamed in the pot, the yellow talismans stuck in the pot, and the corpse of the headless child on the table all surprised the Holy Mahatma.

"This... is this exclusive talisman of the characteristics of Jinggui Shrine?"

"Looking at the exquisite runes on this, they are not like ordinary Onmyoji can draw them..."

Lu He knew that this guy was a half-baked guy at least, he had no magic power, but at least he still had eyesight.

So Lu He briefly told the Holy Mahatma about the previous situation, and the Holy Mahatma also told Lu He what he knew.

"You mean, what kind of shitty Sanfang Youren did?"

"It's not 100% certain, but there are only a few top Onmyoji in China..."

Although the Mahatma did not make it clear, it was basically the same as it was.

"It is said that it is not just Jinggui Shrine, but also the forces in China that can reach some yin and yang taboos, but they are actually collecting ghosts in secret."

"Especially ghost-level ghost-level ghosts have become treasures that major forces compete for. Now it seems that this rumor makes some sense..."

Lu He's face couldn't help but sink. He didn't expect that the ferocious evil ghost would become a treasure that humans peeked at:

"Why do they do this? If it is to subdue demons, then it should be killed on the spot?"

"I don't know this, you know it too. I'm a half-baked fortune teller..."

He touched his nose with a little embarrassedness, and then Mahatma guessed:

"But I guess it must be related to the increasing frequency of ghost diseases in recent years..."

The words of the Mahatma reminded Lu He that it seems that there are indeed much more haunted deeds and rumors in various parts of the country recently than before?

Although there are some true and false haunted rumors every year, this kind of rumors have suddenly increased in recent years, and it shouldn't be groundless...

Even when Lu He was bored, he often saw rumors in the forum that players often complained about encountering ghosts.

This is obviously unusual in a serious love game.

Shaking his head, Lu He didn't think of what these clues meant. He turned to hold the headless corpse of the resentful doll in his hand and asked:

"Then is this kid still saved?"

Although he has a low presence on weekdays, the resentful doll has always been more well-behaved and sensible.

As the first ghost to have a favorable impression of Lu He, Lu He felt that it was necessary to rescue him.

Looking at the dead body of a child who was motionless, like a headless corpse, the Mahatma hesitated for a moment and then said:

"Although this is a little ghost that Youren punished casually, and his soul has not completely dissipated, it is not something you can save by saying that you can save it."

"Even if it's not easy, you have to save it!"

Lu He couldn't help but say.

"At least, I have to find the real head of his doll, right?"

"Real head?"

Before, Qinmei occasionally talked about the life experience of a resentful doll, saying that it was thrown away by a single person.

Although she had lost her head, her body was still struggling tenaciously, which made Qin Mei feel unbearable at that time.

So she took off the doll that had been with her since she was a child, and with part of her ghost spirit, she glued the doll's head and the headless corpse of the resentful doll together, forming the current resentful doll.

"Where do I have to find this?"

Lu He asked with some worries:

"So can we save it temporarily first and then save it when we find its head?"

"It's okay, but its soul is dissipating every moment. Only when it is placed in a place with extreme yin and coldness can its soul be preserved and retained in this world."

"Then go to such a place!"

But the Holy Mahatma suddenly glared at Lu He:

"This kind of place can generally be regarded as the legendary blessed land of caves. If I want this kind of blessed land, am I still making it a bad old man who cheats money by telling fortunes?"

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and Lu He was obviously in a little trouble:

"Extremely cold..."

Suddenly, Lu He looked up at the Holy Mahatma and asked:

"Does the refrigerator count?"

Mahatma: "…"

Not to mention, Mahatma never thought of such an artificial method, but he could try it out.

But Lu He remembered that the body of Youlihui was locked in the refrigerator before, causing his soul to be trapped here and unable to dissipate.

He tentatively put the headless doll into the refrigerator, and the Holy Mahatma's eyes lit up:

"I didn't expect it to be used!"

He heard this, Lu He was relieved.

However, when he thought of just the so-called "small work" of the three sides, he had worked so much effort, a hint of anger rose in Lu He's heart.

"Hey, do you think that Yuren Sanfang really dies so easily?"

Previous news reports that Sanfang Youren died in the fire, but looking at the clues provided by the Black Snake seemed to be killed by the so-called red clothes.

"I……"

The Holy Mahatma was about to speak out his opinion, but he was interrupted by Lu He:

"Forget it, it doesn't matter whether you die or not."

A trace of decisiveness flashed in Lu He's eyes:

"If you don't die, let him die again."

"If you die, you will whip the corpse from the grave!"

For no reason, the Mahatma couldn't help but shivered.

After leaving the room with Holy Mahatma, he saw Xizi holding Kotomi and looking at Lu He, which looked like the legendary family of three:

"Brother-in-law, go to the mall tomorrow. Look at her clothes are small!"
Chapter completed!