At this time, another temple priest brought a grand master's chair tied with countless red cloth strips and asked the medium to sit down. He gestured to Master Hu and pointed to the donation box under the statue. Master Hu immediately understood.

He came over and gave instructions to Zeng Zhenwei. Zeng Zhenwei quickly took out another 10,000 yuan and put it into the donation box, saying, "As long as I can find the bones of the aunt, I will definitely be grateful."

When the temple priest saw the stack of hundred-dollar bills, he immediately showed a smile and said, "Good Samaritans, God will definitely bless your dreams to come true. With the money you donate, I will help you cast a golden body for the God. Please pray more."

Come on, pray for more blessings."

Master Hu also started to worship after hearing this.

After the medium recited a spell to pray to God, his whole body began to tremble violently. Then he shook his head and nodded, grabbing his hands and stomping his right foot to the ground from time to time, making a heavy sound.

He was reciting something loudly, and Miao Zhu hurriedly walked over, put the red paper with eight characters written on it in a bowl, burned it to ashes, and mixed it with white wine for him to drink. He had just finished drinking the bowl of white wine.

, the medium trembled and jumped even more violently, and called out the name of Zeng Zhenhua's mother, asking her to come back quickly, and also asked the gods to possess her and guide her back.

After shaking for four or five minutes, there was still no result.

Miao Zhu also showed a nervous expression, "The main god refuses to come up, so I can only ask the partial god."

Everyone didn't understand what was going on. They were experts and they could do whatever they wanted, so they could only nod subconsciously.

Miao Zhu took out a wooden stick from the side and handed it to the psychic. After taking the stick, the psychic suddenly started beating him on the back crazily, one stick after another. After a while, his back had been completely damaged.

The beating caused blood to flow, but he still had no intention of stopping and kept beating.

There was no change in the psychic's expression. It was as if he had been hit on someone else. He didn't feel any pain at all. It didn't take long for him to be beaten completely on his back. Everyone looked at it and frowned. The whole scene was filled with a sense of pain.

A feeling of horror.

Zeng Qiang walked towards Zeng Zhenwei with a little worry and asked in a low voice, "Dad, if he hits himself like this, will nothing happen?"

Zeng Zhenwei's face trembled slightly every time the psychic struck him. He frowned and whispered, "It should be fine. If something happens, he probably won't be able to do this."

After a pause, he suddenly remembered something and said seriously, "Don't talk, don't disturb others."

"bow down···"

The medium suddenly let out a long, roaring sound. His face was as ferocious as an evil beast, and it was extremely terrifying. Everyone in the room, except Miao Zhu, knelt down.

After a while, the psychic seemed to be tired or afraid of the beating. His movements gradually slowed down, and his roar became louder. Coupled with the cold sweat flowing from his body, people could not help but feel the blood after seeing it.

A shocking feeling.

Miao Zhu seemed to have never encountered such a situation before, his expression was also very nervous, and he was shaking unconsciously.

Suddenly, the medium roared loudly, slapped his body hard with the wooden stick, and jumped up quickly. With a whoosh, he spat out all the eight-character water he had just drank.

After vomiting the talisman water, the psychic collapsed completely. He lay in the Taishi chair, panting and moaning fiercely.

Miao Zhu immediately rushed forward, touched the medium's back with the white medicine in his hand, squeezed his shoulders again, and then asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's useless..." the psychic said weakly, "I can't bring back her soul."

Master Hu quickly asked, "Why can't you recruit me back?"

"Her soul is in the underworld. It seems that something is protecting her. It should be the earth's energy. My skills are not enough to bring back her soul." After the medium said this, he closed his eyes and gently said

He groaned. For a psychic, he is usually unwilling to ask the psychic to take over, because the psychic’s physical harm is very harmful to the medium’s body. This time, it was because Zeng Zhenwei gave too much money for the incense, so he

Bite the bullet and please focus on your upper body.

Zeng Zhenhua had a look of disappointment on his face and came here full of hope, but he didn't expect this result.

"Then is there any way, Master, to bring back her soul? Maybe you know someone who can do it?" Master Hu remained calm after all.

"Look for a spirit boy. Only he can travel freely between the Yin and Yang realms." After saying this, the spirit medium fainted.

Miao Zhu immediately said, "He is already injured and can only help you so much. You have to hire someone else." After saying this, he shook his head and sighed softly.

Everyone looked at the spiritual medium's current appearance and thought that he must be feeling uncomfortable now. They could only nod helplessly. Zeng Zhenwei put some more money into the donation box as compensation, and then several people left sadly.

Several people lost interest in talking until they reached the place where the car was parked.

After getting in the car.

Zeng Zhenwei comforted his elder brother, "Brother, didn't that person just say that as long as we find the soul boy, we can retrieve the aunt's grave? Now as long as we can find the soul boy, it will be fine."

Zeng Zhenwei also thought about it, and he asked Master Hu hopefully, "Master Hu, are soul boys really useful?"

Master Hu nodded and said, "According to ancient books, soul boys can indeed travel freely between the Yin and Yang realms. It is said that Mao Meng, the founder of the Maoshan Sect, has the body of a soul boy."

At this time, many Hong Kong TV series and ghost-hunting movies similar to zombie Taoist priests were broadcast in the mainland, so many people are also very familiar with Maoshan Taoist priests.

Zeng Zhenhua asked very anxiously, "Then where should we go to find the soul boy?"

"It's rare to find one, but it's hard to ask for it. Even if you can find a soul boy, it's useless if he hasn't learned Taoism. He's just like an ordinary person."

Zeng Zhenhua said helplessly, "If this is the case, then there is nothing we can do. No matter what, I have to thank you this time. Let's go back first. Xiao Wang, let's drive."

After the car started moving, the fat man suddenly thought of something, "Uncle, I thought of someone who might be able to help you."

Zeng Zhenwei scolded his son, "Zeng Qiang, I'm telling you, uncle is in a bad mood, so stop being naughty. How can you, a student, know anyone?"

Zeng Zhenwei said, "Zhenwei, it's okay to just listen to Zeng Qiang. There's nothing to lose anyway. Maybe he really knows someone who can help. Zeng Qiang, just tell me about the people you know."

What’s the situation like?”

Zeng Qiang was taught a lesson by his father for no reason, and he felt a little aggrieved. He frowned and said, "I have a classmate named Zhang Wen, and my father also knows him. He has a master who I heard is the leader of the Maoshan sect.

, I think maybe his master might have a way."

"Master Hu, isn't the Maoshan Sect in Jurong, Jiangsu? Could he be a fake?" Zeng Zhenhua asked Master Hu curiously.

"Although Jurong, Jiangsu Province is also orthodox to the Maoshan sect, I heard that the founder of the Maoshan sect had accepted a talented disciple before his ascension and passed on the mantle to him. The founder of the Maoshan sect felt that the risk of subduing demons was huge, so he decided to conquer the demons.

The task of subduing demons is all given to the disciples of this lineage. Therefore, the one in Jurong, Jiangsu is to pass on Taoist culture and some simple spells openly, and the important spells for subduing demons and demons are those who accepted his mantle.

Pulse disciple."

Zeng Zhenhua thought for a moment, "Then it's possible that this person is really the leader of the Maoshan Sect, right?"

"Uncle, it's not possible, it's absolutely true. There's no way a mosquito could lie to me." The fat man was very dissatisfied with the suspicion of his friend.

Master Hu said aloud, "Boss Zeng, how about this? I will go with you to see him. I believe that with my eyes, I can still tell whether he has learned magic and how powerful he is.

deep."

Zeng Zhenhua took the case and decided, "Okay, let's decide like this. Zeng Qiang, do you know where your classmate's master is?"

The fat man replied, "I only know the approximate location. If you want to find it, it would be better to ask Mosquito to take you there."

Zeng Zhenhua thought for a while, "It's a bit late today. Let's go find your classmate's master tomorrow. I opened a private room in Xiangrong Hotel to treat Master Hu to dinner. Zeng Qiang, when you go back, invite your classmate to have dinner. By the way.

Let Master Hu see what he is capable of. If he has no skills, there is no need to find his master tomorrow. If the apprentice is not good, the master is probably a charlatan."

Finally it was time to get out of school. Boys of Zhang Wen's age are the most likely to get hungry. After he hurried home, he hurriedly looked through the bowls at home to find something to eat. His father also knew that he had a large appetite, so

I often cook too much food and leave it to my son.

"Mosquito, are you at home?" The fat man yelled loudly from outside the house.

Zhang Wen walked out and opened the door with a bowl full of food, "Fat man, didn't you say your dad had something to do with you? Why did you come to me for this?"

When the fat man saw the bowl held by Zhang Wen, he exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Mosquito, why did you eat so quickly? My uncle opened a private room at Xiangrong Hotel, and now my brother specially asked you to go to Xiangrong Hotel for dinner. Touched.

Bar?"

Zhang Wen chewed the rice in his mouth and looked at the fat man suspiciously. After swallowing the mouthful of rice, he said, "If you show courtesy for nothing, you will either annihilate or steal. Fatty, what evil intentions do you have?"

"It's unfair, Mosquito, don't you know what kind of character my brother is? Brother, do I look like someone who would only ask you to go to dinner if something happens?" The fat man called out to Qu in a hurry.

"Look into my eyes." When Fatty's eyes met his, Zhang Wen nodded solemnly and said, "You are not like this kind of person, you are this kind of person."

"Then are you going or not? If you don't go, I'll stop you and I'll eat it myself." The fat man guessed what he was thinking and became a little angry.

"Go, why don't you go? You'd be a fool not to go when you have something to eat for free. But you have to tell me on the way, why did you come to me?" Zhang Wen also guessed that the fat man must have something important to do with him.

However, he and Fatty have been friends for such a long time since childhood. If Fatty calls him for help, he will definitely be obliged to do so.

"Deal, even if you don't ask, I will tell you. Just put your bowl down first, my uncle is still waiting for you."
Chapter completed!