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He continued flipping through the pages and then mentioned spirituality and the process of spiritual practice in this area.

The following is a record categorized by topic, mostly consisting of long-standing rumors from certain areas of Jinghai City, as well as points that require attention.

For example, the area around Laoxi Street has been marked as a historical problem, and it is quite serious.

The laptop's review states that it is filled with gloomy energy and should be used with caution.

Next to it, several buildings that appeared to be nodes were noted in small print, with the Mirror Hotel prominently listed! There was also a note at the end.

"Spatial anomaly, Mirror Spirit inhabiting, extremely dangerous."

Chen Mo frowned.

Mirror Spirit?

He thought of the last person who appeared at the window, the one who looked exactly like him!

Is that the Mirror Spirit?

As you flip further down the page, you start to see some more specific details.

For example, there are two or three simple methods for drawing talismans, identification and processing of common talismanic materials, and even some key points for arranging simple formations.

He continued flipping through the pages.

The section on "simple creation" mentions several methods such as paper making, clay sculpting, and wood carving. These can be categorized into one large group, all of which use external objects to carry spirituality.

The section on paper crafting mentions that high-quality spirit bamboo paper itself has certain spiritual properties, is easy to shape and imbue with spiritual energy, making it the preferred material for making basic creations such as substitutes and pathfinders.

He picked up the small peach wood plaque his father had given Chen Xing and examined it closely.

Chen Xing took that thing off when he took a shower yesterday, and Chen Mo took it, saying he would borrow it for a day to study it and then return it to him.

With two elderly men in the family having made arrangements, safety shouldn't be a problem.

Peach wood itself carries a gentle masculine energy, and the carvings on it seem to contain some kind of pattern, forming a "field" that continuously emits a weak repulsive force.

According to the notes in the notebook, this thing is mainly targeted at those unconscious, low-level wandering spirits and lingering thoughts.

Chen Mo put down the wooden sign and continued reading his notebook.

Between 7 a.m. and about 11 a.m., Chen Mo had roughly gone through the notebook from beginning to end.

While he was pondering this, his phone suddenly rang; it was an unfamiliar number calling.

Chen Mo was a little confused. Who is this?

After the call connected, the other party's voice came through.

A man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, is this Mr. Chen?"

"Who is it?"

"I'm from the logistics company, one of your packages has arrived."

Chen Mo was even more confused: "Logistics?? Where are you now?"

"I'm right at the entrance of your apartment complex. Is it convenient for you to sign for the package now? If so, I'll bring it inside."

"Oh, okay, I'm at home."

After hanging up the phone, he glanced at his logistics app, which was completely empty, and he didn't remember buying anything.

He had just gotten up when he saw Chen Xing rubbing his eyes and yawning as he came out of the room.

He stretched and asked sleepily, "What did you buy this time?"

"Go away! What are you going to buy? You're just wasting money. There's no point in buying so many things." Chen Mo waved his hand.

"What are we having for breakfast?" Chen Xing, looking sleepy, moved to the sofa, lay down straight, and bounced a few times on the sofa.

Chen Mo was speechless: "Morning? It's already eleven o'clock, let's have lunch! Go wash your face and brush your teeth!"

"Oh……"

Soon, the deliveryman arrived, and Chen Mo was dumbfounded when he saw the deliveryman carrying a large box off the truck.

The box is one meter long, one meter wide, and one meter high, and it looks quite heavy.

"Is this mine?" He had absolutely no recollection of such a large item.

Chen Mo looked at the delivery slip and was speechless when he saw the sender's name.

The sender was Chen Jingming...

That's all!

After he dragged the big box into the house, Chen Xing was already curled up on the sofa, hogging the TV and pressing the buttons like crazy.

He glanced at the doorway and was taken aback when he saw the large box: "What's this?"

Chen Mo took out a knife, cut the rope and tape, and then removed the contents.

It turned out to be materials used for making paper offerings!

Chen Mo was stunned, and Chen Xing was also stunned: "Ah, this..."

Chen Xing asked, "Did Grandpa send this to you?"

"No, it was sent by Dad."

Chen Xing rolled his eyes: "Why would Dad send you this? Why not just arrange for a car to deliver it himself? It's only a dozen kilometers, why send it by courier?"

Chen Mo shrugged: "Who knows?"

But he came at the perfect time; he needed a lot of materials to practice with!

After finishing dealing with all that stuff, Chen Xing ordered takeout and went off to play games.

Chen Mo returned to his study, opened the anonymous app, entered the shopping mall interface, and scanned the products one by one.

Combining the knowledge mentioned in the notebook, he gained a new understanding of these items.

The calming incense likely works by burning incense to create a field similar to righteous energy.

A talisman for warding off evil spirits is a way to seal spiritual power in a specific way and release it instantly.

Yin spirit water works by stimulating the eyes, the window to spiritual vision.

The principle behind tracking paper cranes is probably similar to his operation of using paper figures.

After studying it in depth, he found that although these things sounded impressive, they were actually just ordinary things.

He had over a thousand spirit coins, and after hesitating for a moment, he decided to spend 150 spirit coins to buy the [Tracing Paper Crane (Defective Product)].

He wanted to see what the difference was between the creations produced by this app and the paper figures he had come up with himself.

The purchase success notification flashed, and instantly a palm-sized gray paper crane, folded crookedly, appeared in the first slot of the item interface.

The paper crane appeared in his palm. It was very light, the paper was rough, and the folding technique was clumsy. It looked like it might fall apart at any moment.

However, from Ling Tong's perspective, there is a stable energy structure slowly circulating inside this small paper crane.

He tried to use a sliver of his spirit to connect with the paper crane, just as he would with a paper figure.

The final result did not disappoint him.

The paper figures you create yourself need to consume your own spiritual energy to activate them, just like they need to be plugged in to work.

The items sold in this mall seem to have built-in batteries and programs; they only require a tiny amount of effort to press a switch and they can run stably until the battery is depleted.

Just like in a game, you master skills and use skill scrolls.

The ability he possesses is like a skill learned from a mentor; it's only at level 1, with a cooldown, a cost, and low damage.

While these skills can be improved, it requires him to spend a lot of time and effort practicing.

Items from the store are like skill scrolls; although they are of the same level, they can be used without cost, have no cooldown, and have better effects!

This is the difference between buyer's photos and seller's photos!

He lowered his head in deep thought.

My grandfather and father relied on the traditional method of learning and accumulating experience on their own, and with their skill level, they could create even more impressive props.

This app seems to have a fixed upper limit on what it can offer, like a system that forces users to upgrade, using risks and rewards to keep it moving forward.

The two paths run parallel without contradicting each other, yet they subtly reveal a certain opposition...