Hakimi Grinds North and South Mung Beans

Chu Miaomiao was a very patient girl.

She held the few pages of the manual handwritten by Lin Mo, her fingertips carefully brushing over the ink on the paper, reading every word with exceptional seriousness.

After reading it, she did not show the slightest bit of casualness. Instead, as if treating some rare treasure, she carefully folded the paper in half, then in half again, and safely tucked it into her pocket.

"It is just a torn piece of paper, you could just throw it away after reading," Lin Mo's voice came from the side, carrying a bit of nonchalance.

"No," Chu Miaomiao immediately retorted. She patted her pocket, as if afraid the pages would grow legs and run away. "You wrote this for me with your own hands."

Her voice was soft and sweet, but carried an unquestionable stubbornness.

Lin Mo chuckled, his gaze falling to his feet.

The little rabbit that had just been created was rubbing its fluffy head against his pant leg, extremely clingy.

It had the exact same temper as its master.

"How about you try dispelling this rabbit's existence?" Lin Mo suddenly suggested.

He bent down and picked the rabbit up by the scruff of its neck. The touch was warm, and it struggled slightly, so realistic that not a single flaw could be found.

"Ah? Right now?" Chu Miaomiao was a little hesitant, but still nodded. "Then I will... give it a try."

She closed her eyes, her mind stirring slightly, establishing a faint connection with the Divine Brush in her hand.

Almost instantly, the rabbit in Lin Mo's hand suddenly decomposed, turning into a sky full of shattered gold-like light spots, silently vanishing into the air.

The little life that was bouncing around a moment ago disappeared without a trace the next second.

Chu Miaomiao stared blankly at the empty space, the light in her eyes visibly dimming, and the corners of her mouth drooped.

Lin Mo saw through her little thoughts at a glance.

"What, can you not bear to part with it?"

He smiled and continued:

"Do not worry, it did not really disappear. Its information has already been recorded by the Divine Brush. As long as you want, you can recreate it at any time. And I promise, it will still be the original one, completely unique."

Hearing this, Chu Miaomiao's eyes lit up again, as if light had been injected back into them.

"Really? Then... how long can they exist?"

"It depends. For this kind of harmless little thing, the Divine Brush can maintain their existence indefinitely."

Lin Mo put his arm around her shoulders, his tone becoming a bit more serious. "I set up a small spiritual energy array for you inside the brush. It will automatically absorb ambient spiritual energy to replenish itself."

"The Divine Brush is meant for your self-defense."

He paused, his voice deepening a bit.

"You must remember, the Divine Brush is for you to protect yourself."

Saying that, Lin Mo took the Divine Brush from Chu Miaomiao's hand. He raised his wrist slightly, using the void as paper, the tip of the brush drawing profound golden trajectories in the air.

"Create a Hajimi, normally a cat, but when its master Chu Miaomiao is in danger, it will immediately switch to its ferocious beast form to protect her!"

As his last word fell, the golden runes suddenly lit up in mid-air, and majestic power instantly gathered.

"The upper limit of the power the Divine Brush can exert is directly linked to your imagination. As long as your imagination is bold enough and the power within the brush is abundant, there is nothing to be afraid of."

Of course, what Lin Mo did not say was that he had also left a few hidden trump cards inside the Divine Brush.

He could not possibly be stingy with his own girl.

Amidst the light, a small orange cat took shape. It landed lightly on the ground without making a sound, and then with a leap, jumped accurately into Chu Miaomiao's arms.

"Wow!"

Chu Miaomiao cried out in pleasant surprise, her hands hurriedly catching the fluffy little guy.

The kitten rubbed against her palm, letting out a comfortable purr from its throat, so cute that it melted one's heart.

"This kitty is so cute, what name should we give it?"

"I created this for you, so let us just call it Hajimi," Lin Mo answered casually, then cleared his throat seriously and started singing in a weird tune.

"Hajimi grinds green beans from north to south~"

As Lin Mo sang, Chu Miaomiao tilted her head to look at him.

"Why does that tune sound so much like Blue Lotus?"

"I was just singing randomly." Lin Mo shrugged.

Holding the cat in her arms, Chu Miaomiao looked at Lin Mo quietly, and then went in for a kiss again.

This article is very wholesome; they are merely conducting research on the exchange of saliva and bacterial flora, and are not engaging in a multi-billion dollar financing project.

--System: I gave you the Divine Brush, and you just gave it away like this?!--

It was night.

Bone Ash Residential Community.

Lin Mo's figure blended into the night, walking unhurriedly past the security room.

Inside the security booth, the snoring from the folding bed was very rhythmic.

The location of this security booth was chosen well, just outside the community's natural Feng Shui array, able to enjoy a full sunbath every day. Otherwise, staying here year after year, one's Yang energy would be drained dry, and living a few years less would be a certainty.

Taking a step into the range of the community's Feng Shui array, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped.

Even though it was the sweltering heat of midsummer, the Yin wind here was biting cold, as if one had been instantly thrown from the equator into an Antarctic ice cave.

The air was filled with a stale smell, similar to old dirt.

Lin Mo's divine sense spread out like an invisible net, instantly covering the entire community.

The safe house he had specially left for Billy Chen was completely empty at this moment, without even a ghost's shadow to be found.

The talismans on the doorframe meant for protection had also been torn to shreds and scattered on the ground.

"Interesting, does he think he is capable again?"

The corners of Lin Mo's mouth curled up. He was not angry; instead, he felt this ghost had some ambition.

He just did not know if this ambition stemmed from courage, or simply because he had absorbed too much Yin energy and wanted the feeling of absorbing more souls.

His divine sense continued to extend, accurately locking onto the building with the strongest Yin energy in the community.

That was the core of the entire Feng Shui array, and also a natural incubator for fierce ghosts.

The reason he had not thrown Billy Chen directly in there back then was because he feared the guy might take things too hard, be urged on by that incredibly dense Yin energy, and directly turn into a monster that only knew how to slaughter.

After all, overly heavy Yin energy was best at amplifying the obsessions at the bottom of a person's heart.

In the feedback image from his divine sense, Billy Chen was jumping up and down in the stairwell, fleeing in a sorry state.

"Oh? His will to live is quite strong."

In just a short month, this kid's soul body had solidified by more than just a little bit, almost catching up to those old ghosts who had been cultivating for years.

Although his entire soul body was entangled by wisps of black energy, looking as if he was about to be completely corrupted, Lin Mo could clearly see that the speck of clarity in his spiritual platform had never been extinguished.

However, the things chasing behind him were not kind souls.

Several fully-formed fierce ghosts were in hot pursuit of him, occasionally reaching out with sharp claws to tear off a small piece of his soul fragment.

Billy Chen was in so much pain that his soul body was twisting, but he did not even dare to let out a scream, only focusing on running for his life.