Before Xichengshi told her the truth, Baiwu Shenzi never thought that Xichengshi was a person who had lost his memory.

Isn't this exactly the same as myself?

But Shi Jun is really amazing... He is so good at pretending. He has never seen that he has lost his memory after being with him for so long.

In fact, the matter of amnesia is nonsense. Xicheng style is just a time traveler who does not inherit the original owner's memory.

After finally digesting what Xicheng Shi told her, Bai Wu Shenzi said: "Although I can't understand the reason why Shi Jun lost his memory... But the white magma mentioned by Shi Jun just now... I wonder if I can show it to me?"

Xicheng Shi didn't even think about it, so she took off the magma worn on her wrist and handed it to the son of Baiwu.

On this rough rope is a slightly shiny milky magma.

Looking at the white magma, the white mist god's eyes flashed. She squinted her eyes and looked around the magma several times before confirming: "Shijun, if I guessed correctly, this should be the key to open something... It is the same thing as the three-wheeled key. And I can feel that this key is incomplete."

As she said that, she took out the tricycle key she carried with her.

The three-wheeled key is actually not just the key to open the gate of the Baiwu Old Site, but it is also a very powerful spiritual tool.

The moment I took out the tricycle key, Xicheng Style could feel that the indoor temperature was lowered by the undead white fog above several degrees.

The God Son of Baiwu didn't say much.

Her slender left hand held the tricycle key, and her other free right hand held the white magma.

She didn't know what she did. Under the Xicheng style gaze, the white magma on the right flashed with crystal bright colors, and the brilliance became stronger and stronger, as if it was resonating with the same radiant tricycle on the left.

But soon, the bright colors on the surface of the white magma gradually faded.

Seeing this scene, the Godson of Bai Wu shook his head: "Isn't it okay?"

Xicheng style was a little interested. He took the white magma handed over by the God of White Mist and asked, "Son of God, how do you know that the three-wheeled spoon can resonate with this white magma?"

"Well..."

This was the Xicheng style that took the initiative to ask questions. Bai Wu Shenzi's face turned red, and then he pretended to cough twice: "The inference process is actually not complicated, and I just want to try it."

She said as she picked up the tricycle spoon and explained: "Because the tricycle spoon originally has spiritual tools about the 'soul', and the white magma also represents the shape of the soul... so I want to give it a try."

After saying this, Xicheng Shi would know it.

In Japan, magma is not only a witch, but also amulet and medium for priests to cast spells, but also the shape of magma symbolizes the "soul".

The Tricycle Key also has spiritual tools about the soul, so the White Mist God Son wanted to give it a try and see if he could dig out the hidden things in the Xicheng-style white magma.

"It's a pity that it failed. The strength of the three-wheeled key seems to be insufficient... But this also verifies my previous idea. This white magma should have another half, and the two are the keys to open somewhere together."

The son of Baiwu was a little dejected.

She wanted to help Xicheng style, but in the end she didn't help with anything.

But Xicheng style doesn't think so.

He patted the White Mist God Son on the shoulder and said simply: "You have helped enough, at least now I know that two pieces of white magma are considered complete."

And there is also the matter of the Son of the Ghost Hand.

I have to say that the God Son of White Mist is really a mobile library.

She had said before that she often soaked in Baiwu Family Library, and now she seems to be true.

At least she could know a lot of things that Xichengshi didn't know.

But... Since the matter of White Egma is unclear... Then the next thing to do is-

Nishiki style lowered his head and looked thoughtfully at the photo of Sasahara on his tablet.

But before he finished reading it, the sound of opening the door came from the entrance, followed by Rina Asagawa's tender voice:

"Brother Shi, I have something good to tell you... Hey? These shoes... Is Sister Shen Zi here to visit again?"

Before Rina Asagawa arrived, her voice had already arrived.

"Well, the Son of God is here too."

Xicheng Style responded, put the lock screen of the tablet and put it on the side of the desktop, and turned around at the same time.

In his sight, Rina Asagawa quickly ran from the entrance, with a smile on his face and greeted Shirakijiji with a clear smile: "Sister God is here again, I think I'm meeting every day recently."

Although he greeted him with a smile, Rina Asagawa secretly called out badly in her heart.

She had originally suspected that the God of Bai Wu was the body of Brother Greedy.

Now that the other party comes here every day, isn’t this even more confirming the fact that he is greedy for his body?

Rina Asagawa couldn't help but take a look at Shibu Godson.

If Brother Shi really likes the Godson of White Mur, it’s still a different story. As her sister, she wouldn’t be able to say anything to the Godson of White Mur.

But since she is Brother Shi’s sister, she has to give Xicheng Shi a check, right?

If the Godson of Baiwu was the kind of girl who had one thing in his arms and one thing in his back, wouldn’t that be bad?

Moreover, beautiful girls are very scheming and must be careful.

Rina Asagawa was muttering these words in her heart, but the White Mizuki Godzi didn't expect Rina Asagawa could think so much. She smiled and nodded and said, "Well, I'm here to visit again."

The two of them exchanged greetings, and then Nishiki Shi, who had been observing the other side, suddenly asked: "Rinna, what's the matter?"

"Well, it's actually this--" Rina Asagawa responded, then put down the big red backpack and reached out to search.

After a while, she had two more Yushou in her hand who had a pretty good workmanship.

"Brother Shi, look, this is given to us by the school and it is also distributed for free."

The so-called guard is actually a Japanese amulet.

Put different talismans into a cloth bag and tie them up to drive away disasters.

but--

Japanese primary schools have started to issue guards?

This is really...follow the trend.

Xicheng Style couldn't help but take a look.

Seeing Nishiki-style's gaze strange, Rina Asagawa thought he was different, so she explained:

"Didn't the Japanese government admit that there are indeed supernatural phenomena? And they also attach great importance to these things... I heard that primary schools in Tokyo have such free distribution of jima."

“...is it.”

Nishiki nodded and took the Oshima handed over by Rina Asagawa.

The vermilion cloth bag has four big words "Exorcism and pray for blessings".

This seems to be the guardian who exorcizes evil spirits.

A trace of death flashed quickly through Xicheng's eyes.

What surprised Xicheng Style was that there was a trace of light gold good thoughts on this guardian.

I don’t know how much money the Japanese government spent to distribute it for free.

However, it is estimated that this round of free shipping is only this time. If you need to ship it again in the future, Xicheng style probably needs to charge money.

And it seems that the designated Tokyo capital is not necessarily available to primary school students in other regions.

"The school has sent two guards in total. I just need one. The other one is for Brother Shi. I heard it is very useful."

Rina Asagawa raised her little face and stuffed Migua into Nishijo's hand.

Although her expression had not changed much, her movements were very anxious, as if she was afraid that Xicheng style would not accept it.

Xicheng Shi just laughed when she saw her move.

This kind of good thoughts on the guards was nothing to him, but Rina Asagawa still pushed it into his hands desperately...

"It's really useful, Brother Shi, don't laugh."

Rina Asagawa looked serious: "Brother Shi, you are a boy, you should protect yourself well. I'm not kidding."

"Then I'll accept it."

Looking at Rina Asagawa who looked like a little adult, Nishiki-style smiled and touched her head, without rejecting her kindness.

but--

Looking at the vermilion-colored Yushou in his hand, Xichengshi used his dead energy to eliminate the weak good thoughts on it without hesitation, and then instilled the dead energy into it.

The rich dead energy was compressed into the Yuguan by the Xicheng style and the three-wheeled eaves. After ten seconds, the Xicheng style turned around and said, "This Yuguan is vermilion red. I don't like this color very much. I wonder if I can change it with the black Yuguan in your hand?"

"Ah, um! Brother Shi is a boy, and it is really not suitable for red."

Rina Asagawa didn't doubt anything, so she simply took off the black Mitsuma who was hanging on the edge of her schoolbag and handed it to Nishiki.

The two men's guards completed a round of exchanges.

But in fact, the Musama in Rina Asakawa's hands had actually been strengthened to the extreme. If death energy was injected into it, Musama would probably explode.

Looking at the black-bottomed and gold-shaped characters in his hand, Nishiki-style stuffed it into the lining of his clothes, then patted Rina Asagawa's head and said, "Go and do your homework, Rina."

It's still past three o'clock now, so it's too early to have supper.
To be continued...