Beauty's Personal Physician

As night fell, a simple altar was erected on the edge of the lake near the camp.

The proprietress changed her previous whining voice, and sat in front of the altar with a solemn expression, she was silently reciting spells that no one could understand, like a witch!

"Isn't summoning souls holding a mahogany sword and doing somersaults non-stop?" Yu You muttered suspiciously.

Except for Ye Shenyu, everyone else came to watch. For such a legendary scene as Calling the Soul, even if you have money, you can't buy a ticket.

"Hehe, little girl, you've watched too many movies. Evocation is all about the secret power of the soul. It needs to sense the magnetic field fluctuations of wandering ghosts and use the secret power to draw them over." The proprietress Deng Meng smiled faintly.

"It seems very powerful!" Ning Yunzhu said. She followed Xianyin and practiced supernatural Taoism. In the classics left by Xianyin's sister, there was no mention of such techniques as soul calling. The crazy girl thought it was fun and novel. I want to learn a bit.

Not long after, a silver plate hung high in the sky, bright and white, and a mist began to fill the moon-watching lake.

"She's here." The proprietress Deng Meng reminded softly: "Don't scream, try to keep restraint, otherwise it will easily interfere with my secret power."

"Well, you tell her that we have no malicious intentions." Yang Di nodded.

The female ghost appeared last night, and Yang Di still remembers the sad cry of pain, like a poor deer falling into the hunter's trap.

Fortunately, the ghost itself is not too weak, and the flame shadow kill is also a very basic spirit array, the power is not too strong, otherwise she will be in danger.

The proprietress Deng Meng's mouth was full of thoughts, as if a wizard was chanting a spell.

The mist on the water surface of Wangyue Lake became more and more dense, and it was white, rolling under the night.

The girls didn't dare to make a sound, as if they were watching a horror movie, their hearts were raised in their throats, and they looked very nervous.

The three of them, Li Xuanya, Ning Mo, and Yu You, after all, have not come into contact with too many supernatural things. Now they are all behind Yang Di, showing their heads out of curiosity and fear.

Not long after, a slender figure emerged from the white mist on the lake, floating like a ghost.

She approached quickly, and several girls were already nervous and almost suffocated. The legendary Moon Lake female monster was dressed in Tang Dynasty costumes, like a young woman who traveled from ancient times.

This ghost is very beautiful, with an antique face, exquisite features, and a kind of nobility. This is the expression of sadness between the brows, and the eyes are also out of focus and depressed.

In fact, she is not scary. Although her long hair is a little messy, there is no green light on her face, and there is no long tongue or blood.

If it wasn't for the floating posture, it would be a bit non-human, and it would be easy for people to misunderstand her as an actor playing a down-and-out girl in a costume drama.

This ancient female ghost floated on the shore, and the proprietress Deng Meng sprinkled a handful of glutinous rice, as if performing an ancient sacrifice.

"This is soul extradition." Zong Xun introduced in a low voice.

Not long after, the ancient female ghost stopped drifting forward, and stopped by the lakeside, devastated and motionless.

She glanced blankly at everyone present, as if she was indifferent, but also as if she was a little delirious. Finally, her empty eyes stopped on the proprietress, and she said faintly: "You extradited me..."

That voice was so sad and sad that it made people tremble slightly. Yang Di had heard it for the second time, and couldn't help recalling the painful cry last night.

There seemed to be many unknown stories about this female ghost. If she was really involved with the Xiwang tribe, it probably had that kind of sad past.

Perhaps it was infected by this female ghost, but for some reason, the girls also felt a little sentimental, feeling sympathetic to her inexplicably.

Especially the crazy girl, she has been clamoring to catch the female ghost of Wangyue Lake, and now that she really meets her face, she feels sorry for this female ghost, and feels that she has been wandering in this deserted place for thousands of years, she is very pitiful, and even thinking about it, she is very lonely .

"It is indeed I who summoned you. We have no malicious intentions, but just want to talk to you." Deng Meng spoke softly, with a very calm tone, afraid of scaring the female ghost.

The ancient female ghost seemed to have not heard what she said, her eyes were gloomy, her expression was sad and sad, complicated and difficult to understand, and she murmured distraught: "I am an outcast, no one believes me, they all think I am a disaster, but I didn't kill King Xi, it wasn't me..."

Hearing this, Yang Di and the others were confused and did not understand what she was talking about.

But one thing has already been confirmed, this female ghost is really related to the Xiwang tribe, that ancient and mysterious tribe disappeared without a trace, even the literature could not find any clues, but no one thought that, Now, there is a breakthrough in a female ghost, it really makes people don't know what to say.

"Can you tell us where the West King's Tomb is?" Yang Di tried to ask cautiously.

The female ghost was a little distracted, as if she didn't hear Yang Di's question, her eyes were full of sadness, as if she was about to cry, but there was no trace of mist, as if her tears had already dried up.

"I want to go home..." She whispered faintly, like a mournful sigh that echoed through the ages, her voice was obviously not high, but it made people's nose sour.

The eyes of the girls were already red, and even Yang Di couldn't bear it. He shook his head with a wry smile, and glanced at the proprietress Deng Meng.

"Where is your home?" The proprietress is indeed a person who has experienced countless winds and rains. She has a mature mind and has not been greatly affected. On the contrary, she is very serious in guiding her.

This female ghost seemed to be in a dazed state, and she was easily distracted, like someone who had suffered a major blow.

"There..." The female ghost pointed to the center of the lake with a confused expression.

"Then why don't you go back?" The proprietress was startled and said step by step.

Everyone around was also extremely excited. The bottom of Wangyue Lake really buried a thousand-year-old secret.

The female ghost said that her home is in the lake, and that home is probably the ruins of the Xiwang tribe.

"I want to go back...but I can't go back...they won't let me in..." The female ghost's voice was intermittent, and the more she spoke, the more dejected she became.

Yang Di secretly admired, this coquettish woman really has a way, the questions she asks can always catch the heartstrings of the female ghost, making the female ghost in a state of confusion always fall into passive thinking.

He nodded at the proprietress, who understood, and then said softly: "Tell us where the entrance is, and we will take you back."

"Really?" There was a gleam in the eyes of the female ghost, but the spirit of speaking was still low.

"It's true, we can take you home!" Yang Di said confidently, after observing for so long, he roughly got some clues.

This female ghost has persistent obsessions. Although her memory is blurred, she can't forget what she desires most in her mind.

After waiting for thousands of years, she seems to have a long-cherished wish that will never change until death, but can never be realized.

"Let me think about it..." The female ghost's memory was really blurred. She looked like she was thinking, as if she was trying to remember something.

After a long time, she pointed her finger a little farther into the lake, and said sadly: "It's there!"

Naturally, this kind of general direction cannot lead the way. Yang Di thought for a while and came up with a plan. He hurriedly let Liu Xing run back into the car, found an ipad, dug out the map of Wangyue Lake, carried it to the female ghost, and let her On the map, find out the exact location.

The female ghost thought for a while, and after a long time, she pointed to the ipad screen with some uncertainty, and said softly, "Maybe it's here..."