If you want fortune telling, get a divorce first

Song Mi drew the Bagua formation on the ground, took out a Si Nan from his bag and placed it on the ground.

"Is there anything you have worn since childhood?" Song Mi asked Si Qicheng.

Si Qicheng has a jade pendant that his mother left him, and he has been wearing it since he was born.

He took off the pendant and handed it to Song Mi. The pendant was still warm. When Song Mi took it, he had the illusion of being burned for a moment.

But her expression was calm. She wrapped the jade pendant around her wrist, which fell right on the palm of her hand. Then she stood on the edge of the cliff and watched the sunset in the direction of the mountains.

Si Qicheng leaned against the car, looking at Song Mi standing facing the sunset. The orange sky was tinged with a hint of purple, and the golden afterglow of the sunset enveloped Song Mi.

Wearing a simple windbreaker, her long hair was blown by the wind, as if dancing in a golden oil painting, brilliant and quiet.

When the sun completely set, the world lost its golden protection and became dark and cold.

Song Mi retreated behind the formation and placed the jade pendant in her palm. The moment she put her hands together, spiritual power gathered. As she made hand gestures and formed seals, Si Nan began to rotate in the formation.

Because the time interval was too long, the mountains and rivers had changed, and the world had changed, Song Mi could no longer capture the traces of those years.

The wind in the mountains was getting colder and colder, and fine beads of sweat appeared on Song Mi's forehead. She could only settle for the next best thing, and finally caught a hint of something.

Song Mi quickly pulled out a yellow talisman that she had drawn in advance from her bag. "Yin and Yang of heaven and earth, all living things, obey my command and reveal your souls here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man in a long gown appeared in the formation. The young man looked like a scholar, but he was skinny and weak.

"Who are you and why did you call me here?" The young man looked puzzled.

"My name is Song Mi. I have a few questions for you. What's your name? How long have you been here?" Song Mi asked.

"My surname is Lin, and my name is Dengke. Um...what year is it today?" Lin Dengke asked Song Mi.

"2022 AD."

Lindenko's face showed an expression of being in another world, and he was a little excited, but because he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, his expression was a little dull when he spoke.

"It's been over a hundred years! So I should have been here for over a hundred and twenty years. But has the Xin Kingdom already perished?"

This man looked like a scholar, and Song Mi told him, "It's long gone. I want to ask you, have you been in this cave up there all these years?"

Song Mi pointed to a cave on the mountain diagonally in front of them, which was less than a hundred meters away from here.

"correct."

In order to let Lindenko concentrate on scientific research, his family sent him to this steep cave.

Every three days, someone would be sent from the top of the mountain in a hanging basket to deliver him daily necessities, but later it became once a month, and then no one delivered any more.

He tried to climb up the cliff by himself, but he had grown up in this cave since he was a child and knew nothing except studying. Even if he managed to climb, he would not be able to hold on for long. Moreover, he had no food and no strength to climb.

He ate the grass on the cliff and the water in the cave all day long, and eventually died of starvation.

"More than 20 years ago, did you see three kidnappers kidnapping a child and being stopped by others here?" Song Mi asked him.

"More than 20 years ago..." He had long lost the concept of time. He died in the cave and his soul was trapped inside. He was bored all day and could only watch the people and cars passing by outside.

"I don't know if it was more than 20 years ago, but I saw the situation the girl described once."

"Three tall and strong men carried a child out of the car." When Lin Dengke said this, Si Qicheng, who had been standing behind him, took a step forward, wanting to hear more clearly.

"But no one stopped them. The child was already unconscious. When the three men handed him over to another man, the man also handed them a bag," said Lindenko.

"Maybe it's the commission after the kidnapping."

Si Qicheng took out his phone and pulled out photos of the three kidnappers to show him, "Are these the three people?"

Lindenko's stiff face revealed an even stiffer expression of helplessness. "I didn't see their faces. Their backs were facing me. Anyway, they were quite strong."

"What about the other man?" Si Qicheng asked.

Lindenko shook his head, "I only remember wearing Western glasses and not being fat."

Si Qicheng originally wanted to show him a photo of Bai Keyan's father, but Lin Dengke said that he was not fat, but as far as he could remember, her father was not thin and did not wear glasses.

"Has anyone else come since then?"

"No, they took the people away and no one came."

The little clues that were finally found disappeared again. The three kidnappers were caught that year and were sentenced to death because they were found to have committed murder.

"In this case, the clue is broken again." Si Qicheng felt a little disappointed.

"No, you lost that soul because you were frightened. You are timid by nature and won't run too far."

Generally, at the junction of Yin and Yang, there will be something like a ghost market or ghost village, where there gather some ghosts with five disadvantages and three defects. Some of them are unable to reincarnate, while others are unwilling to reincarnate.

"Is there any ghost village or ghost market nearby?" Song Mi asked Lin Dengke.

"There is a ghost village, but it is only open to the public on the 15th of every year." Today is only the seventh day of the first lunar month, and even a ghost like Lin Dengke cannot enter.

Song Mi handed the jade pendant to Si Qicheng, "I promised to find it for you, and I will definitely find it for you. We only come here on the 15th."

Song Mi's words were soothing. Si Qicheng held the jade pendant, his eyes flickering slightly, "Okay."

Seeing the two of them preparing to leave, Lin Dengke floated in front of Song Mi and stopped her, revealing a weird puppet-like smile.

"Well, you are a mysterious master, how about you take me in as your ghost servant?"

"I don't accept those with low cultivation." Song Mi said.

"Don't underestimate me. I am not an ordinary scholar." After Lin Dengke finished speaking, he spread his arms and his thin body turned into a hundred feet tall.

A strange, gloomy wind blew through the already dark mountain path, and the sounds of animals and birds fleeing could be heard from the surrounding woods.

"How is it? Do you think I am pleasing to the girl?" Lindenke looked down at the two people at his feet.

"..."How could a ghost that has lived in the mountains for a hundred years be so greasy!

"You change back first."

Upon hearing the voice, Lindenke immediately returned to his thin appearance. Song Mi opened his mouth to curse, but after seeing his bamboo figure and puppet expression, he held back.

Wait until you get fat and then scold me.

"Stretch out your hand." Song Mi pulled out a strand of her hair, wrapped it in a yellow talisman paper, and placed her palm against Lin Dengke's. The yellow talisman paper disappeared between the two of them.

At the moment of the contract, Lindenko felt a tranquil spiritual power entering his body, and the evil energy in the wilds that originally belonged to him instantly became calm and gentle.

This spiritual power connects the master and servant. In the future, if Lin Dengke goes out alone and meets Master Xuan, he will know that he is a ghost servant and will not make things difficult for him.

Naturally, this connection will also help them call and sense each other faster.

"This... doesn't seem like the spiritual power of an ordinary Xuan Master." Although he had never made a contract, he could clearly feel that this was not ordinary spiritual power.

Song Mi's forced smile almost gave Lin Dengke goosebumps.

It was the first time that Lindenko got into a Hyundai car and was able to speed down the road without any effort.

"'Zhuangzi said: 'Humanity in the universe is like a white horse passing by in the cracks of a crack; it is fleeting.' When I left home, this place was still a mountainous farmland, but now it is a broad road."

"Hey! Master, what's that twinkling in the sky? Is it the Wenquxing (Golden Star) descending?"

Song Mi lazily glanced at the plane flying at night, "That's a plane, a means of transportation in the sky."

"Oh? Mortals like us can also go to the sky?" Lindenke leaned against the glass window and stared at the plane.

"You are no longer a human being. And don't call me Master. You can call me Sir or Ancestor."

A thousand years ago, she didn't think that "master" was a strange name, but now when she suddenly heard someone calling her that, she always felt a little strange.

"How can I call them ancestors? Filial piety has always been the most important thing. Although I am dead, I still regard the ancestors of the Lin family as my ancestors..."