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The phone went silent after a while, and I felt more and more uneasy. When the dormitory was about to close, I left the school gate and took a taxi to the apartment.

"Yan Shuyuan, Zhang Wanmo, open the door!"

"Little Xing, why are you back?" It was Zhang Wanmo who opened the door. His face was blue and purple, and the corners of his mouth were swollen.

It seems that the two have had a fight just now.

"Where's Yan Shuyuan?"

"I stuck a talisman and fell asleep."

I followed Zhang Wanmo into Yan Shuyuan's room.

Yan Shuyuan was sleeping peacefully on the bed, with a talisman on his forehead, and his face was clean. It seemed that Zhang Wanmo was beaten unilaterally, and he didn't even return his hands.

Find the medical kit from the living room, take out iodophor and sit on the sofa in front of you, "Come here."

"Forget it, this little injury, it's nothing serious, hiss." Zhang Wanmo wanted to smile forcefully, but the wound on the corner of his mouth was affected, and his complexion changed due to the pain.

"Come here, isn't Yan Shuyuan still asleep?"

I watched him walk over slowly.

"How long can he sleep?"

"Should be able to sleep until tomorrow morning."

"That's fine, I'll help you tonight and find a solution early." I don't want to see Yan Shuyuan like this for a day.

"it is good."

I thought he brought only one or two classics from home, but as soon as I entered his room, the bookshelves on the wall were almost full.

"You look for the second row. I've already looked for the first row. I'll find it from the last row."

"it is good."

The books on Zhang Wanmo's bookshelf are many years old, and several of them are in the style of notebooks, with a faint fragrance of ink.

From ten o'clock onwards, apart from going to the toilet, I went to make two cups of coffee by myself, and neither of us left the room.

My eyes are tired and I haven't found it yet.

"Xiao Xing, wake up, I found it!"

I don't know when I fell asleep, but when I was woken up by Zhang Wanmo, the sky outside the window was already bright.

"found it?"

"Hmm!" Zhang Wanmo's eyes were bloodshot, the result of staying up all night. "It would be difficult for me to be alone, but you just came back tonight."

"What do I need to do?" I looked at the "1968 Diary" in his hand and felt a little nervous.

Is this reliable?
Maybe seeing my eyes on the book, Zhang Wanmo said, "Don't look at the title of the book so casually, this is the practice diary left by our old celestial masters of the previous generation!"

"Oh, then tell me how to get the soul fragments."

"You have to pull out all of Young Master Yan's soul first. Don't you have yin and yang eyes? Find out where the fragments are, and then just hook them out with a hairpin."

"So simple?"

"It's that simple."

"Yan Shuyuan hasn't woken up yet, right? It just happened to be dealt with earlier." I opened the door and was about to go out, but I didn't know that Yan Shuyuan was standing outside the door.

He looked at Zhang Wanmo and me with a gloomy face, his hands clenched into fists, and the talisman on the other hand was also tightly squeezed, as if he was about to come up and fight for his life at any time.

"Why are you in his room?"

"Master Yan, Xiaoxing is just here to help me find information. Are you awake? When did you wake up?" Zhang Wanmo just wanted to block me, but I pulled him.

Did he really feel that he hadn't been beaten enough?
I thought about it, reached out and grabbed Yan Shuyuan, and led him out of the room.

Yan Shuyuan saw that I didn't feel disgusted with contacting him now, and his mood calmed down.

"Yan Shuyuan, I want to give you a surprise, you close your eyes first."

He was coaxed by me to press him on the sofa, and obediently closed his eyes.

I immediately winked at Zhang Wanmo and told him to bring a rope over.

"How could there be such a thing?!" Zhang Wanmo was also a little anxious.

"Sheets, hurry up."

The bed sheet in my room was pulled down, Zhang Wanmo and I were alone, and then started to circle around Yan Shuyuan.

"What are you doing!" When Yan Shuyuan realized something was wrong, Zhang Wanmo and I had already made a full circle and tied his hands and upper body, "Chen Xing, you lied to me!"

"I'm sorry Yan Shuyuan, I have to do this, otherwise, in your current state, how could you cooperate with us to take out the ghost fragments." After I finished speaking, I looked at Zhang Wanmo again, "No, he is too strong, and is there any talisman. "

"Have."

Zhang Wanmo grasped the end of the bed sheet tightly with one hand, and took out a talisman with the other hand and stuck it on Yan Shuyuan's body.

Yan Shuyuan froze like this, except for his eyes, he couldn't move anywhere.

"Is it used for body fixation? When was it drawn?"

"Two days ago, this was still in the experimental stage, let's hurry up, I don't know how long it will last."

Even though Yan Shuyuan was tied up, his upper body was still struggling and writhing, looking at me and Zhang Wanmo as if he wanted to eat people.

Zhang Wanmo used the soul-moving lamp, causing the two souls in Yan Shuyuan's body to float out, right above him.

Two black and orange soul bodies are intertwined with each other, and I can no longer tell who is who. The one with the most black body has a little red light.

"found it."

I immediately pulled out the hairpin and raised my hand to stab it, the little red ball was still struggling in my hand.

As a result, a little bit of the quilt was forked out.

Zhang Wanmo sent the two soul bodies back to Yan Shuyuan's body.

He passed out when his soul left his body.

"No wonder! This is the love soul of Li Gui." Zhang Wanmo walked over after putting the soul-shifting lamp away, looking at the red ball in my hand.

It's okay if he doesn't say it. Isn't it more embarrassing to say this?
"Then how do we deal with it now?" Is it necessary to summon the Yin Yang Gate again?

"Not open for the time being, the underworld is very chaotic recently, let's put the pieces away first, and when the Yin-Yang Gate is opened next time, just throw them in together."

"Okay." I agree with what Zhang Wanmo said.

Yan Shuyuan was carried back to his room by us, and we don't know if he will return to normal after waking up.

Zhang Wanmo put the fragment of the ghost in a special pocket and put it in the bag that he usually carries with him.

Except for the clothes I took away from my room, I kept everything else in my room, and the sheets were also made by Zhang Wanmo.

Early the next morning, I saw Yan Shuyuan eating at the dining table.

"Morning." After he greeted me, he continued to eat his own.

I replied and sat opposite him.

"I'm sorry about what happened two days ago."

"It's okay, you don't need to apologize, you were just affected by that fragment."

"Ah."

"Good morning, everyone!" Zhang Wanmo opened the door and walked out.

The face that was beaten by Yan Shuyuan yesterday was even more swollen today.

I took a look, and the soy milk in my mouth almost spewed out.