The conditions of Jiang Chuchu and Jiang Liyu were better than she had imagined. It should be because Jiang Liyu's body had been nurtured by the Jade Buddha. Although she had been with the ghost for a whole night, she didn't seem to have any adverse reactions. This made Jin Banwei feel a lot more relieved.
While Jin Banwei was waiting to find Ren Qiao and Leng Xiangying, they were standing by the car with a painting on the front window. Both of them were staring at the painting intently. Ren Qiao frowned slightly, while Leng Xiangying was pointing at the painting and saying something.
Before she got too close, Ren Qiao could already sense her presence. She stopped looking at the painting and turned to look at Jin Banwei: "Xiao Jin."
Ren Qiao called out to Jin Banwei, and Jin Banwei quickened her pace. She walked over to the two ghosts and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"Portrait of Ren Qiao."
Leng Xiangying responded without even raising her head, muttering, "Why can't I remember it?"
Hearing that it was a portrait of Ren Qiao, Jin Banwei also cast her gaze over there.
The painting showed a beautiful woman, wearing Ren Qiao's wedding dress. Her amber pupils looked a little cold, but her upturned eyes revealed a hint of charm, and her lips were extremely sharp and bright. She had a high nose bridge and a beautiful appearance. If there was a little warmth in her eyes, she would surely be even more beautiful and attractive.
This, this is not Ren Qiao!
Ren Bridge is beautiful, and the people in the painting are also beautiful.
But Ren Qiao's beauty is like the bright moonlight, light and faint, like a thin silver yarn, which will not hurt people. But the beauty of the person in the painting is sharp and angular, and every stroke on her face seems to be able to scratch people.
"Is this my sister?" Jin Banwei pointed at the painting and asked Leng Xiangying in disbelief.
Leng Xiangying glanced at her strangely and said, "Yes, this is the copying technique of the Mirror Demon, it is a one-to-one restoration. Who else could it be but Ren Qiao?"
Ren Qiao was a ghost who was very attentive to Jin Banwei's emotions. She obviously sensed that something was wrong with Jin Banwei, so she asked her softly, "Little Jin, do you feel something is wrong?"
"Sister, do you think it's you in the picture?"
"I don't know either. In fact, I can't see my own face. Even if I use a ghost mirror, my face is blurry. Because I can't see my own face, Officer Shen found the mirror monster and copied this painting with me." Ren Qiao looked at Leng Xiangying, then at the painting: "This should be mine. Both Officer Shen and the mirror monster said it was me."
Jin Banwei finally understood why Leng Xiangying said that Ren Qiao was bright and beautiful. The person in the painting was indeed a bright and beautiful woman, but this was not the Ren Qiao she saw.
This, what is going on!
Jin Banwei rubbed her eyes, but the painting didn't change, and Ren Qiao in front of her didn't change either.
Which one is the Ren Bridge, the one in the painting or the one in front of us?
Jin Banwei's lips were trembling slightly because of shock. She bit her lips hard to force her mind to be clearer. She summoned the offline system in her mind.
[System, system, why do I see my sister differently from what Officer Shen and the others see? ]
[The host has a good karma system, which is a very useful system. When the host has the good karma system, he has a unique wisdom eye in the world, which can see through the true nature of ghosts. What the host sees must be true.]
The Ren Qiao she saw was Ren Qiao, so who did Leng Xiangying and the others see? Who was the person in the painting? Why did Leng Xiangying and she see Ren Qiao completely differently?
What kind of magic is this? It can even deceive the eyes of the evil spirits.
Jin Banwei's face became uglier and uglier. Her slightly pointed teeth had sunk into her lips. A faint smell of blood spread in her mouth. Jin Banwei didn't even feel the pain. Ren Qiao quickly raised his hand and pinched Jin Banwei's face: "Xiao Jin, you're bleeding."
When her cold fingertips touched her soft skin, Jin Banwei woke up as if from a dream.
She raised her hand and held Ren Qiao's hand on her face. She didn't mind the coldness, but just held it tightly and gently rubbed Ren Qiao's palm: "It's great, sister is real."
"Xiao Jin, what's wrong with you?"
Jin Banwei's expression was so abnormal that not only Ren Qiao, who cared about her, but even Leng Xiangying noticed something was wrong: "Did you find something?"
Jin Banwei nodded dully: "Officer Shen, the sister in my eyes may be different from the sister in your eyes."
"Nonsense, in your eyes she is your wife, in my eyes she is just..." Leng Xiangying thought it was ridiculous when she first heard it. After all, even a dead object would look different when viewed by different people. But seeing Jin Banwei's serious look, she suddenly realized: "Little ghost, do you mean that in your eyes Ren Qiao is not this face, but another completely different face?"
"Yes, and I think the face I saw belongs to my sister, and the sister you saw is not the real sister."
Leng Xiangying complained dissatisfiedly: "Hey, hey, hey, I'm a ghost messenger! A ghost messenger who has worked in the underworld for thousands of years. Why do you think that the Ren Qiao you saw is the real Ren Qiao? What I saw is an illusion!"
But her complaints were ignored by Jin Banwei. What was even worse was that Director Ren Qiao had apparently believed Jin Banwei. She pointed at the person in the painting and asked Jin Banwei, "Xiao Jin, are you saying that the person in the painting is not me?"
In order to let Jin Banwei see it more clearly, Ren Qiao held up the painting.
The person in the painting was bright and beautiful, while the person in front of her was gentle. Jin Banwei would definitely not be mistaken. These were two faces, with completely opposite styles. Jin Banwei nodded firmly: "Well, the sister I saw looked different from the one in the painting."
She thought Ren Qiao would be disappointed. After all, no one would be sad if they had never seen their own face in hundreds of years and finally got a glimpse of it from the painting but were told it was fake.
Unexpectedly, Ren Qiao was not sad. Instead, she breathed a sigh of relief: "No wonder I can't remember this face. It turns out that this is not my face. It seems that my soul is reminding me that this is the wrong answer."
Ren Qiao obviously believed Jin Banwei's words completely. Leng Xiangying was not convinced: "Ren Qiao, why do you believe her so much? I have been working as a ghost messenger for thousands of years, and the mirror demon has been practicing for more than a thousand years. The two of us saw you just like in the painting. Could it be that our combined eyesight is not as good as that of the little ghost?"
Ren Qiao shook his head gently: "Officer Shen, it's not that I don't believe you, but you also said that Xiao Jin might have a special fate. Xiao Jin can always turn out many precious things. I don't want to delve into Xiao Jin's secrets, and I can't see through her secrets, but I know that since Xiao Jin said it, it must be true."
After Ren Qiao said it, Jin Banwei realized that she had revealed many inexplicable things in front of Ren Qiao, such as she did not have the tools of a paper-making artist, but she made a body for Ren Qiao, and the ghost clothes and dream-weaving fruit that appeared out of thin air...
She never asked. Rather than exploring the secrets that Jin Banwei couldn't tell, Ren Qiao chose to trust Jin Banwei unconditionally.
As long as she said it, Ren Qiao would believe it.
Jin Banwei stared at Ren Qiao in a daze, with a thin mist in her eyes. Perhaps one day in the future, she would share the secret with Ren Qiao.
The two of them looked at each other affectionately. Leng Xiangying felt that she was glowing. She pouted: "Yes, little ghost, you seem to have a lot of secrets. You even have the Dream Weaving Fruit that has been opened. Do you have any other treasures?"
She interrupted, and Ren Qiao broke away from Jin Banwei's hand, turned around and looked at Leng Xiangying calmly: "Officer Shen."
Seeing that Ren Qiao looked a little strange, Leng Xiangying glared at Jin Banwei and said, "You are causing quite a lot of trouble."
Ren Qiao is the person with the best temper Leng Xiangying has ever seen, but now she has learned to get angry because of Jin Banwei. After all, it is love that is to blame. Leng Xiangying still appreciates Ren Qiao for not having a temper. After all, Ren Qiao's strength is there. If she changes her temper, Leng Xiangying will not be able to cope with it. At this point, it is better for her to stop thinking about Jin Banwei.
She had no ill intentions, she was just curious.
"Oh, I'm just curious, curious! I'll suppress my curiosity now. Little ghost, tell me what Ren Qiao looks like when you see him?"
Leng Xiangying changed the subject. Jin Banwei took the painting from Ren Qiao and pointed at it, saying, "Sister is prettier than the person in the painting, but not as beautiful. Her facial features are softer and not as aggressive."
According to Jin Banwei's description, Leng Xiangying closed her eyes tightly and sketched out Ren Qiao's appearance in her mind. However, no matter how hard she tried, she could not piece together a complete picture of Ren Qiao.
“Can you draw it?”
Jin Banwei shook her head frankly: "I can't draw."
Leng Xiangying stared at Ren Qiao for a while, but couldn't see anything unusual. She put away the painting doubtfully and said, "Then I'll take you to the ghost market tonight. There's something there that can help us."
"Don't the Shen officers collect souls at night?"
Leng Xiangying's smile gradually became more presumptuous: "My subordinates can't all be idle. Besides, Cheng Lanyi owed me a big favor last night, and she has to pay me back. If there is any problem, just let her solve it."
"last night?"
Last night, didn’t they go to the original owner’s house? Could it be that they encountered the nightmare head-on?
When Jin Banwei asked about last night, Leng Xiangying's smile disappeared in an instant: "Well, there is a barrier there. The ghosts that nightmare summoned from nowhere are all top-notch. It feels exactly the same as when the Cheng family was wiped out 25 years ago. I have to thank the little ghost for giving me the dream fruit, otherwise Cheng Lanyi and I would have died there last night."
"Is the Dreamweaver Fruit so powerful?"
"The Dreamweaver Fruit is already very powerful. If it weren't, why would I stay here and wait for you to take me away?"
Sure enough, Leng Xiangying was waiting for her to give her the fruit last night. Jin Banwei had no objection. She was afraid of the fruit and didn't know how to use it, so she might as well make a good relationship with Leng Xiangying.
Leng Xiangying could not hide her praise for the Dreamweaver Fruit: "Last night, Cheng Lanyi and I worked together to temporarily trap those ghosts, and then let my lovely fruit take a bite of each ghost, waiting for them to enter the dream. It was very easy for Cheng Lanyi and I to collect the souls. After collecting the souls, we took another bite and escaped from the dream. Unfortunately, this fruit has a limit of eight bites. It takes a long time to recover after eight bites. But after dealing with eight ghosts, Cheng Lanyi and I felt much more relaxed. To be honest, we still underestimated the ability of that nightmare."
No wonder the Dream Weaver Fruit was silent today. It turned out that its power was exhausted and it was still recuperating.
You see, she was right not to choose to go back. That place was no longer a habitable place for people. It was simply a haunted house. Even Leng Xiangying and Cheng Lanyi, the two ghost messengers, almost suffered from it.
That nightmare was able to turn that place into a haunted house in such a short time. I don’t know what means it used.
After complaining, Leng Xiangying's face was filled with smiles again. She asked Jin Banwei and Ren Qiao to get in the car. Ren Qiao and Jin Banwei sat in the back seat. Leng Xiangying looked at Jin Banwei in the rearview mirror.
She was looking at Jin Banwei, and Jin Banwei was also looking at the rearview mirror.
Leng Xiangying's car must have been tampered with by her. The mirrors on her car can reflect ghost images. The rearview mirror can reflect Ren Qiao and Leng Xiangying, but Ren Qiao's face printed in the mirror is indeed blurry. The fabric of her clothes is reflected clearly, except for her body, which is hazy. It seems that not only Ren Qiao can't see her own face with the help of external objects, but they can't see anything if they rely on external objects to see Ren Qiao.
Jin Banwei looked at Ren Qiao beside her. She was still gazing at her with gentle eyes. She seemed to have long been accustomed to the days of not knowing what she looked like, and she never took a second look at the blurry facial features in the mirror.
Why is this?
Her and Leng Xiangying's faces were clearly printed in the mirror, except for Ren Qiao, who was hazy, basically covering the edges of his facial features. The only thing that could be seen clearly was that this was just a female ghost.
Leng Xiangying was the first to break the silence: "Little ghost, where are you going?"
Although Jin Banwei asked about their wishes one by one, she had not specifically asked where they lived. The black umbrella was kept by Ren Qiao, and only Ren Qiao could control the ghosts in the umbrella.
Seeing Jin Banwei looking over, Ren Qiao understood what she meant. She gently patted the black umbrella, and a voice came from the black umbrella: "Jingguan District."
The voice belonged to the middle-aged male ghost. Jin Banwei remembered that his wish was to find the hidden gold bars and give them to his daughter.
Hearing the male ghost's voice, Leng Xiangying started the car and said, "What you are going to do is related to those ghosts? Then you should report to me now why you want to keep the ghosts, right? After all, I am the chief ghost messenger of this area."
"Sister is here to help me practice."
"Practice? You eat ghosts?" Leng Xiangying's face changed drastically and she slammed on the brakes.
She never thought that love would make Ren Qiao lost to this extent. It has only been a short time, how could Ren Qiao be so gullible? Although she has long known that Ren Qiao is relatively simple, but losing principles for love is not pure but stupid.
If she had known earlier, she should have cared more about Ren Qiao, instead of only meeting him four times in nearly a hundred years. But she was a ghost messenger after all. How could a ghost messenger not only not catch ghosts but also frequently interact with ghosts?
There was some important business last night, and today was the day when she and Cheng Lanyi returned to the underworld to report to the King of Hell about the matter of Cheng Langui and Yan. The King of Hell asked them to keep an eye on Yan's movements. They had no idea of Yan's whereabouts, and Jin Banwei was Yan's target, so she dared to come to Ren Qiao and Jin Banwei openly.
Logically speaking, Cheng Lanyi should have come along, but she felt it was humiliating that she was easily tied up by Ren Qiao last night, and it was even more embarrassing that she went to Cheng Langui and had her life saved by Jin Banwei's fruit, so she refused to show up.
That's perfect. If something happens in her jurisdiction, she can let Cheng Lanyi, who doesn't want to be involved, take care of it. She can be lazy with a clear conscience and hang out with Ren Qiao and the others.
However, she never expected that Ren Qiao had changed. After not seeing her for a few years, she was no longer the gentle and kind girl.
Leng Xiangying was about to condemn Ren Qiao, but her strong perception made her clear her mind again: "No, you don't have any hostility."
"I don't eat ghosts, it's just that the way I practice requires relying on the gratitude of ghosts."
"The power of gratitude? Why do you sound so much like Master Min? But Master Min is a ghost doctor, and you are not." Leng Xiangying always calls Min Ziyu Master Min. She had also been treated by Min Ziyu, and she still respected him in her heart.
Over the years, Min Ziyu has gained the respect of many ghosts and the respect of the underworld with her medical skills. As more and more ghosts admire her, she will have more power of faith and slowly become stronger. It can be said that the power gathered by the ghosts is protecting Min Ziyu. Anyway, Min Ziyu is the only person Leng Xiangying knows who relies on the power of gratitude from ghosts to practice.
Jin Banwei was the second one, and she was not a ghost doctor. She had never heard that a paper-making master also needed the gratitude of ghosts.
"Why are you so weird? Well, I think I can understand it. After all, you are so weak. It's incredible that the paper figurine you made can be used as a Ren Bridge. And there is a good thing like the Dream Weaving Fruit, and it even opened its mouth. Then your cultivation should be quite slow. After all, ghosts are unlikely to be grateful to people, and you don't have the ability to save ghosts like Master Min."
"Officer Shen, could you please help me introduce myself to Master Min and ask him to accept me as his disciple?" Jin Banwei had thought about this when Leng Xiangying first mentioned Min Ziyu. When Leng Xiangying mentioned it again, she just went with the flow and spoke.
Leng Xiangying was stunned, then shook her head: "No, Master Min doesn't accept disciples anymore. It's too easy to be hunted down if you become her disciple. But you are accompanied by Ren Qiao, so you are bound to be hunted down anyway."
"But Master Min seems to want a disciple too. Anyway, I was supposed to go to the ghost market tonight to find Master Min. I'll ask Master Min for you then."
"However, if it's just the power of gratitude from a ghost, you don't have to go through the trouble of becoming my disciple. I have a quick way to do it!"
Hearing the word "quick success", Jin Banwei's eyes lit up: "What method?"
Leng Xiangying touched the Dream Weaving Fruit in her bag and said, "I'll take this as a reward for giving me the Dream Weaving Fruit. You guys don't have to sleep tomorrow night. I'll send someone to take you to trick ghosts!"
"Are you kidding me?"
Leng Xiangying smiled mysteriously: "As for increasing ghosts' favorability, no one knows more about it than me."
Jin Banwei still had some doubts about lying to ghosts and gaining favorability. She glanced at Ren Qiao beside her. Ren Qiao nodded, indicating that Jin Banwei trusted Leng Xiangying: "Although Officer Shen always likes to say strange things, he will lie to you about serious matters."
It wasn't just the strange words, Leng Xiangying's mood changed too quickly. She was clearly joking one second, and her eyes were wide open in anger the next. She could only say three serious sentences, and her smile didn't last more than a moment.
Leng Xiangying is really a strange ghost messenger.
However, since Ren Qiao could trust Leng Xiangying so much, she naturally believed Leng Xiangying as well.
Leng Xiangying drove the car towards Jingguan District. The car was quiet for only a moment. Leng Xiangying could no longer bear the loneliness and spoke again: "Don't ask why I don't take you to trick ghosts tonight, because we have to go to the ghost market tonight. First, find someone to draw the Ren Qiao in your mind, and then ask Master Min if he can accept you as a disciple. You don't need to ask me why I am so anxious to know what the real Ren Qiao looks like. After all, no one can help but be curious about why a ghost can not only use the abilities of a demon, but also the abilities of a monk."
"Although I have only been a ghost messenger for a few thousand years, I can still be curious."
“…”
Whether there was a possibility or not, neither Jin Banwei nor Ren Qiao even thought of asking.
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