Pleasure Helping Spirit System

The woman in the ancient skirt appeared, and the middle-aged policeman watched with fixed eyes, never moving away.

Chen Hao looked at the middle-aged policeman, then at the woman in the ancient skirt, with a meaningful smile on his face, and said, Brother, is that the special ghost you mentioned? What's the relationship between you two? Shouldn't it be? It could be that you like it, but dare not confess.

The middle-aged man came back to his senses, and hurriedly said: Fellow Taoist, don't talk nonsense, I and it are not you...

Before he finished speaking, the figure of the woman in the ancient skirt disappeared in a flash, and reappeared, already on the hearse.

It stood beside the middle-aged policeman, with a concerned look on its face, and said, Yuan'er, why are you injured? Who did it, tell mother, mother will help you cut him.

Chen Hao: ...

The middle-aged policeman was a little embarrassed, and said with a dry smile, I'm fine, you, don't worry about it.

Why don't I care, you are my son, I don't care who you care about? Tell me, who did it? The woman in the ancient skirt said, looking at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao frowned, smiled without saying a word.

The middle-aged policeman hurriedly said: Don't make trouble, this is my friend, let's talk about it when we go back.

The woman in the ancient skirt's face softened a lot, then nodded and said: Okay, listen to Yuan Er, let's go back first, whoever, drive faster, will you step on the accelerator, if not, I will drive.

Faceless Driver: ...

Chen Hao looked at the middle-aged policeman with strange eyes.

The middle-aged policeman gave Chen Hao a helpless look.

After that, a series of actions by the woman in the ancient skirt broke Chen Hao's first impression of it.

It asks all kinds of questions, wants to hug black cats and roosters, and teases ghost babies. Its speech and behavior are completely opposite to the fairy temperament displayed in the ancient dress. Finally, when the ghost children couldn't stand the fairy eighth woman and the black cat wanted to get mad, the hearse arrived at the middle-aged policeman's house.

Afterwards, the middle-aged policeman sent the woman in the ancient skirt to have supper with a few words, and then looked at Chen Hao and sighed: Fellow Taoist, don't get me wrong, I am not its son, it's just a mistake, so I made it Now that it’s over, I don’t know what to do.”

Chen Hao raised his eyebrows and asked, What is its origin?

The middle-aged policeman briefly explained.

It turned out that the woman in the ancient skirt didn't even know the origin of the woman in the ancient skirt. One day about six years ago, the middle-aged police found a portrait during an anti-smuggling operation.

The portrait was originally a woman in an ancient skirt with her hands in circles, who seemed to be holding something. The woman was extremely beautiful, and the middle-aged policeman who saw it for the first time was attracted by it. He only felt his heart beating and could not extricate himself. As a result, he was too engrossed in watching, and accidentally pierced his hand with a thin nail, which bled and stained the portrait. Then the woman in the portrait came out, and treated the middle-aged policeman as her son. Useless, and live with a middle-aged policeman because of it.

Fortunately, the middle-aged policeman's job is a subordinate of the R\u0026D department, and he has dedicated his life and is not married. Otherwise, a war will break out if the portrait woman moves in.

After hearing this, Chen Hao was a little dumbfounded.

This is really a big world, full of wonders. Portraits can become people!

If you think about it carefully, it seems to be true.

Although this woman is not human, the aura on her body is different from that of ordinary ghosts. It has an aura similar to incense, as if she has been worshiped by someone and has given birth to spirituality.

This is the sacrificial spirit. At this moment, the faceless driver suddenly spoke.

Chen Hao looked at it curiously: Ji Ling? What's so special?

The faceless driver said: Being worshiped by people is not a belief, but a wish from the heart. The object of worship will have a spirit over time, and then form a kind of spirituality that is not as good as a god, but also not ordinary. The spirit body is the sacrificial spirit. According to what you just said, I think it should be a virtual image deliberately drawn by someone a long time ago for people to pay homage to achieve a certain purpose. It is similar to the old lady of the white lotus and the lifeless old mother. .”

The middle-aged policeman was taken aback, and quickly said: Then why does it think that I am its son? Isn't this too nonsensical?

The faceless driver said: When you saw the portrait,

Is it an image of a beautiful mother holding a baby.

The middle-aged policeman shook his head and said, It looks like I'm hugging, but there's nothing in my arms.

The faceless driver said: That's right. This should be a secret organization that started to rise in the middle of the Ming Dynasty. It is said that what they worship is the Empress Songzi. As long as you worship sincerely, you can get an heir. But the truth is, this organization is A few evil sorcerers tried to sell women and children to swindle money. Afterwards, they were besieged many times, but because of the Chinese people's strong pursuit of their sons, or sons, they were never completely wiped out, and they always revived. What you saw at the time It’s the picture of the Empress Sending Zi, but the child in the arms of the Empress Sending Child has disappeared, which makes this Empress Sending Zi regard you as her son when she released it.”

The middle-aged policeman was dumbfounded.

It sounds like it makes sense.

In other words, I just replaced the identity of a certain little doll! Paralyzed, I finally found the reason why I was called my son.

It turns out that it's something like this. Fellow Daoists are very lucky. Chen Hao said with a smile.

The middle-aged policeman said angrily: What good fortune is there, I don't want to be its son, I...

Do you want to be its husband? Chen Hao answered, with a teasing tone in his tone.

The middle-aged policeman said embarrassingly, What are you talking about, fellow daoist? Well, now that I'm home, I'll arrange accommodation for fellow daoist.

With that said, he got off the hearse first.

Chen Hao watched him go down, then turned to look at the faceless driver and said, There should be a connection between the delivery lady and the lost little doll, right?

The faceless driver said: Not necessarily, it depends on how the little doll was lost. It's okay if it's an accident, but if it was taken away deliberately, it will be troublesome. Just move your hands and feet and seal the perception. Can't find it.

Chen Hao nodded and remained silent.

Afterwards, Chen Hao stayed at the middle-aged policeman's house. Not long after, two men in their thirties came over. After being introduced by the middle-aged policeman, they realized that they were the monks guarding the supernatural research base.

Chen Hao didn't put on airs either. After meeting each other with a smile, they chatted happily and quickly became acquainted.

While chatting nonsense here, the ghost babies got off the hearse and strolled curiously in this area full of the same kind.

To ensure their safety, the faceless driver followed them in a hearse. The black cat in the car is napping, and the rooster is watching movies.

Just as the hearse was turning, the black cat suddenly raised its head and meowed. The cat's head looked to the side.

On a courtyard wall by the street, a white cat lay on it, looking at the hearse that was slowly approaching.

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