The baby is about 50 centimeters tall. His body is not realistic enough. He has sparse hair on his head, chubby cheeks, and short, fat hands and feet that look like lotus roots. He looks very cute.

It hung itself on Jiang Yubai's calf like a koala, with its little head tilted, eyes closed, and motionless, as if it was asleep.

Is what my aunt said true? Is their hospital really haunted, and is it really a baby spirit? Zhang Yuanqing looked at the little baby spirit, and his mouth opened little by little.

This completely overturned his understanding.

"What are you looking at!"

When the aunt saw her nephew staring at her with ill intentions, she quickly glared at him.

She pulled out the chair, slumped down on the back of the chair, and said coquettishly, "Mom, I'm so tired, help me serve the rice."

"I have no arms or legs." Grandma said this, but still got up and went into the kitchen.

"Hey, family scum, you're back."

My aunt greeted my eldest brother while holding the roast duck in her hands.

"If you stay single for a few more years, you'll become a disgrace to the family. Then we brothers and sisters can join forces to fight against the evil witch." said my uncle in a mean way.

At this time, grandma came out with a bowl of rice, and the aunt immediately acted obedient, hugged grandma's arm, and rested her head on her mother's shoulder, "You are the scum of the family. I am the virgin under our mother, who is specially responsible for suppressing scum like you."

My aunt relied on this trick to win the favor of my grandparents and gain their favor.

"Then it's okay for Yuanjun and I to form a team. Yuanjun is almost becoming a black sheep in the family, right, wife?" said my uncle.

His aunt rolled her eyes at him.

"Eh?" My aunt chewed the roast duck for a few times and asked suspiciously, "Mom, did you forget to add salt? This duck tastes bland."

"This was bought outside." Grandma said unhappily.

My aunt frowned slightly, took a breath, and said, "Why can't I smell anything? The food doesn't smell good at all."

Hearing this, grandma asked with concern, "Are you catching a cold?"

At this time, Zhang Yuanqing saw the infant spirit hanging on his aunt's calf. Its flat little nose twitched, and then it opened its black button-like eyes. After seeing the unfamiliar environment, its little face was dull, as if it didn't understand why it appeared here.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuanqing felt more and more solemn.

This is not an ordinary spirit. Ordinary spirits have no consciousness, cannot think, and only act according to instinct.

The infant spirit was not confused for long. Following some instinct, it licked its little nose while crawling along my aunt's body and onto her shoulder.

Then it saw a table full of delicious food.

Zhang Yuanqing followed the baby spirit with his eyes and saw that its crawling speed suddenly increased. It climbed along his aunt's arm and tremblingly climbed to the table.

It lay on the dining table, stretched out its short and fat little hands and tried to scoop up a piece of roast duck, but got nothing.

After trying again and again, it seemed to finally realize that it could not touch the delicacy, and started crying loudly in grievance.

Zhang Yuanqing immediately heard an illusory crying sound, loud and noisy.

This damn kid is so noisy... Zhang Yuanqing mobilized the power of Taiyin, condensed it in his palm, reached out and took a piece of roast duck, actually holding the baby spirit in his hand.

"You guys eat first, I'm going to the bathroom."

He held the baby spirit by the scruff of its neck and walked into the bathroom like he was carrying a puppy.

I heard my aunt's voice behind me: "Hey, my nose is suddenly clear, and the roast duck smells better."

........

In front of the sink, Zhang Yuandan held the dead child in one hand, watching it stretch out its pink tongue and lick the Taiyin power in his palm bit by bit.

The lunar power of the Night Wandering God is a great tonic for spirits.

"It followed my aunt home. It must be because my scent was on my aunt, which has a fatal attraction to spirits..."

But what Zhang Yuanqing couldn't understand was that babies have weak mental strength and after death, their spirits would quickly dissipate, taking as long as one or two days or as short as a few hours.

The rumor that my aunt's hospital is haunted seems to have been around for some time.

This doesn't make sense.

If you don’t understand, just look up information... Zhang Yuanqing took out his mobile phone with his other hand and logged into the official forum of the Five Elements Alliance.

#Shocked, the Judge of the Trick Eyes seems to have died. In the coming period, there may be fallen people out of control. People everywhere should be alert#

#Shocking, the Sheling Tunnel was conquered, and the identity of the person who conquered it is mysterious#

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the two pinned posts and didn't take them seriously. The official organization would have to be on guard against the Fallen getting out of control, so the incident of the Weird Eye Judge would definitely be made public.

However, the news of his conquest of the Sheling Tunnel had already spread on the official forum of the Five Elements Alliance. The unfamiliar ID of Yuanshi Tianzun was known to the official spiritual realm travelers for the first time.

Zhang Yuanqing entered the words “special spirit” into the forum’s search function.

Soon, I found a post that popularized knowledge about spirits.

"A spirit is the condensation of the remaining spiritual power of an intelligent creature after its death. Because it has lost most of its consciousness, the spirit is in a sluggish state and acts on instinct, or obsession.

"Once any living being dies, its spirit will continue to dissipate. For an ordinary person, it can only last for seven days at most. The spirit of a spiritual realm practitioner can stay in the human world for a longer time, depending on the strength of their mental power.

"But there are always exceptions. As far as I know, even if the physical bodies of high-level night wanderers and illusionists are destroyed, their spirits can still survive in the world through special means."

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but shift his gaze to the infant spirit, thinking that this little guy obviously didn't have the ability to survive in the world forever, and couldn't be a high-level spiritual realm practitioner.

He continued reading the post:

"The above are spirits under normal circumstances. Next, let's talk about abnormal spirits. The so-called abnormal spirits..."

The content came to an abrupt end. Zhang Yuanqing scrolled to the bottom and found that the second half of the post was locked and required payment to read.

Is this the legendary payment for knowledge? With a smile on his face, he used his mobile phone to top up 200 yuan into his "Yuanshi Tianzun" account to complete the payment.

It is worth mentioning that in the past few days, civilian staff have processed for him a mobile phone card and bank card belonging to "Yuanshi Tianzun", and separated him from the identity of "Zhang Yuanqing".

“The so-called abnormal spirits are spirits that have been refined through human sacrifice. The most famous one is the ghost-controlling technique of the Night Wandering God. Of course, other professions also have corresponding methods, so I won’t go into details here.

“The spirits that have been refined through sacrifices have a chance of developing special abilities and can be considered precious props or pets. In the jargon of the Night Wandering God, these spirits are called spirit servants.

"But please note that spirits also have different qualifications. Not all spirits can be used to refine spirit servants. Only one spirit with the qualifications to be a spirit servant is picked out of a million. Next, let's talk about the ritual and refining method...

"Finally, I would like to remind you that it is allowed to sacrifice the spirits of evil professions, but it is against discipline to enslave the spirits of ordinary people."

"Posted by: Yuan Ting."

Two hundred dollars was well spent...After reading the post, Zhang Yuanqing sighed sincerely.

This post revealed a lot about him.

1: After the Night Wanderer's level is increased, he can raise ghosts and refine corpses. When encountering a spirit walker in battle, his fighting style can switch between the dirty assassin flow and the dirty summoning flow.

Second: This dead child is a very precious spiritual servant. We have found a treasure.

If it has developed special abilities, then it is a genuine spiritual servant, not just a special spirit.

3: There is a problem with the hospital where my aunt works.

"My aunt suddenly lost her sense of taste and smell just now. It must be its fault. So its ability is to steal other people's sense of smell and taste? Well, I'll verify it later. If I can cultivate this little guy, maybe it can be worth a prop."

While Zhang Yuanqing was happy, he couldn't help feeling worried.

There should be a spiritual traveler hidden in my aunt's hospital. Now it follows my aunt home. The ritualist behind it will never let a precious spiritual servant be lost.

There will be trouble later, and even my aunt will be in danger.

Regardless of whether the other party is an official or wild spiritual practitioner, using an ordinary person's spirit body to refine a spiritual servant is against the rules.

This matter cannot be resolved peacefully.

"Tell the captain about this tomorrow and make rational use of the resources around you..."

After figuring it out, he felt a lot more relaxed and examined the baby spirit lying on his palms and forearms.

Noticing his gaze, the little guy opened his big black button eyes and said in a flattering voice: "Abba, Abba..."

Seeing that Zhang Yuanqing ignored it, it continued to lick the power of Taiyin.

The IQ is higher than that of ordinary babies, but it is still unable to communicate normally... He pinched the back of the baby's neck and turned it over: "Come, let me see if you are a little funny or a little troublemaker."

"From now on, you will be called Little Doubi."

Zhang Yuanqing walked out of the bathroom carrying the baby spirit, and the family dinner was coming to an end.

He returned to his seat, quietly hung the baby spirit around his uncle's neck, and ate as if nothing had happened.

It’s a good opportunity to use the family’s scum to test the infant spirit’s ability.

My uncle was picking his teeth carefully while holding the dental floss stick in his mouth, totally unaware that there was a dead child sitting on his neck.

"Uncle, would you like a bowl of soup?"

Seeing that it was almost done, Zhang Yuanqing served soup to his uncle.

He wondered if his uncle would lose his sense of taste and smell like his aunt.

My uncle stroked his round belly and shook his head.

"No, not unless you have a pancake."

As he spoke, he made his own rap gestures. Just when Zhang Yuanqing thought he would hear familiar lyrics, his uncle suddenly held his thumb in his mouth and sang, "Aba Aba Aba..."

At the same time, the infant spirit riding on his uncle's neck made a sound that only Zhang Yuanqing could hear: "Yoyo, Chekenao, give me a set of Jianbingguozi."

“Poof~”

Zhang Yuanqing and Jiang Yuer spit out the chicken soup in their mouths in tacit understanding.

My grandparents, aunt and cousin all looked as if they were pitying my misfortune and hating me for not fighting back.

.......

ps: Let me explain the character of Li Dongze. When I was polishing the beginning, I happened to be watching "The Naming of the Night". When I wrote about the character of Li Dongze, this name came to my mind, and I felt inexplicably familiar at the time. Later, I took some time to read "The Naming of the Night" again, and suddenly saw the familiar name, then I realized that I had taken advantage of it for free. At that time, Li Dongze had already appeared for a long time, and it was too troublesome to change it. I thought that he was just a supporting role anyway, so I just went with it.