The Eighteen Tribes believed that this kind of soul statue could summon the souls of the children that had died in foreign countries.

At first, the soul statue was covered with dust. After being washed, it completely resembled a nude living person. Shen Yi thought it was too unorthodox and asked people to find clothes for it to 'wear'.

Gu Yun stared at the closed eyes of the soul statue. He felt that it slightly resembled Chang Geng when he was a child. He reached out his fingers and stroked his chin, tried to search his memory and asked, "You say what it summoned was the soul of the Barbarian royal consort that year?"

The soldier believed in demons and did not dare to look much, he said in fright: "Marshal, we better move it away quickly, this thing is scarily demonic..."

"It's alright," Gu Yun said casually, glancing at the face of the soul statue. "I think that she still looks very pretty."

Soldier: "..."

Recently, Marshal Gu had to take care of both battlefields north and south, perhaps he had lost his mind from exhaustion.

At this time, Chen Qing Xu, who was not feeling reassured and went to see Shen Yi, barged in suddenly: "I remember now!"

Gu Yun: "Huh?"

Chen Qing Xu drew out a knife and knelt on the ground. Under the eyes of Gu Yun and his superstitious soldier, she cut the soul statue open from the chest.

Gu Yun: "..."

His soldier trembled with fear, turned his back and recited 'Amitabha'. Gu Yun looked at him, then at Miss Chen, who was like a butcher. He reached out and handed the stick to his silent soldier and said pitifully, "Take it to ward off evil spirits and defend yourself."

Chen Qing Xu ignored the surroundings and concentrated on the point of the knife. The human skin looked flat and even very soft outside. There was no flesh and blood inside after cutting it open. The two sides were separated cleanly. The texture was like tanned leather. Chen Qing Xu had a good grasp of her strength, only cutting the human skin and not affecting the wood below.

Gu Yun was sitting around doing nothing at first, then suddenly, he narrowed his eyes, pulled up his sleeve and squatted down to gently lift the skin up without any hesitation, touching the wood surface.

The soldier's face was green, and he hurriedly confessed his sins, took the stick given by the Marshal, then ran outside to watch the door.

Gu Yun felt around for a long time, wondering, "Why, there are still words on this wood?"