But Uncle Li was obviously dead, but I saw him buried with my own eyes.
When I was shocked, the mother picked up the little girl and said to me with a smile.
"Harm! Didn't I tell you everything? Children are ignorant, Chen Xian, don't listen to her nonsense."
"No one in our village knows. Lao Li is lying in the hospital right now. How can he come back?"
"I'm not talking nonsense! It's my brother's grandfather!" The little girl looked stubborn.
She broke away from her mother's hands, took out a piece of candy from her pocket, and handed it to me.
"This is the candy given by grandpa, there is only one left."
I took it and took a look. The candies were very common ones wrapped in colorful wrapping paper, and they were sold in canteens.
I put the candy back into the little girl's hand, but her mother got anxious, picked up the candy, threw it on the ground, and crushed it with her feet.
"How many times do you want me to tell you? You can't eat food from strangers. Why don't you listen?" Mother scolded her sternly.
The little girl looked aggrieved and said: "I know that grandpa, he is not a stranger."
"You must have seen it wrong. That grandpa is still lying in the hospital. How could he come back?"
While talking, the mother picked up the little girl again and left the scene quickly.
Tong Yanwuji, I believe that little girl did not lie to me.
But Uncle Li is indeed dead, so how could he appear in the village?
It can't be possible. Uncle Li's ghost appeared and did all this, right?
Thinking of this, I subconsciously raised my eyes and looked in the direction of the mountain behind.
After a brief pause, I withdrew my gaze and returned it to Wang Hu.
Let’s first see why this guy is crazy.
With this in mind, I stepped forward, picked up Wang Hu, and said to the younger brother beside him.
"Come here and lend a hand and carry him into the house."
"What do you want to do?" A boy asked me nervously.
"Check his three souls and seven souls to see if they are lost." I said.
Generally speaking, when a person is crazy, there are only two explanations.
One is scientific, which refers to abnormalities in the brain nerves of people, causing them to behave differently from ordinary people. This kind of disease is generally difficult to treat, and it is easy to relapse even after treatment.
The other type, which I learned from bad books, is related to metaphysics. In some places, it is called a bumper. It generally refers to a person who is possessed by a ghost, or who is knocked out of his soul by a ghost.
Several people worked together to carry Wang Hu into the house. I wrote a note and gave it to one of the boys, asking him to go buy it.
After I bought everything, I lit one and placed it in front of Wang Hu, and ordered a few people to close the doors and windows.
Darkness swept through the entire hall, with only the bright light emitted by the flames of candles.
I first drew the Zhang An Talisman to stabilize Wang Hu's mood.
Then, I took a drop of blood from Wang Hu's middle finger, mixed it with the talisman ashes and chicken blood, then took the bowl of chicken blood into my mouth and spit it onto Wang Hu's body.
Suddenly, Wang Hu's body trembled, his pupils shrank suddenly, his whole expression became dull, and he stared straight ahead.
I placed my right hand on the top of his head and recited the incantation. As the speed of my incantation increased, Wang Hu's body gradually began to tremble.
At the end, Wang Hu suddenly shouted, and his whole body collapsed to the ground as if he had given up all his strength.
When the boys around saw this, they shouted to Brother Tiger and tried to help him, but I stopped him.
"Don't come here! Do you want to scare his soul away?"
Several people stopped and stared at Wang Hu on the ground.
"Brother Tiger's soul? Why didn't I see it?" someone asked.
I ignored him and stared at Wang Hu.
Watching the wisps of gray aura gradually surround it.
There are many ways to reveal the soul, and this is one of them, which can force the soul out of the body without harming the soul body.
However, I counted and found that there were only eight gray-white auras displayed, and among them, there was only one aura representing the soul.
This shows that Wang Hu has lost at least two of his three souls and seven souls!
Things are getting a little tricky...
Although ordinary hitmen talk about losing the soul, what is usually lost is the soul. The soul cannot be lost so easily.
Therefore, in the current situation, it is likely that someone has taken away Wang Hu's soul.
But even so, that person only needs to take away one of Wang Hu's souls.
Lost two souls, in my opinion, indicates that there should be two people behind this incident!
"Take things out and rearrange them," I said.
"What do you want to do again?"
"spiritualism!"
As mentioned before, there are many ways to reveal one's soul.
Similarly, there are many ways to summon souls, especially the methods of summoning souls between dead people and living people are completely different.
I asked people to go upstairs and get some of Wang Hu's underwear. The reason why I didn't take the clothes Wang Hu was wearing was because the clothes he was wearing had just been contaminated by dirt and had no effect.
After that, I looked at the time and saw that there was still about half an hour until noon.
I asked Wang Hu's younger brother to go from house to house to notify that within an hour after noon, no one was allowed to pass by on the road from the village entrance to Wang Hu's house, otherwise he would bear the consequences.
"Do you call ghosts at noon?" a young man asked me curiously.
I glanced at him sideways and said, "What? Is there a problem?"
He didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he left and obeyed.
One more thing to mention here, I decided to summon spirits at noon, which is very particular.
Normally, people think of Zi hour as the point with the heaviest yin energy of the day, while noon hour is considered as the point of the day with the heaviest yang energy. This is actually only half right.
It is true that Yang Qi is strong at noon, but because when Yang is strong it will be weak, and when it is weak it will be Yin. Noon is also the time when Yin Qi is at its strongest in a day.
For example, in ancient times, beheadings were always performed at three o'clock in the afternoon. The fundamental reason was to take advantage of the strong Yang energy at noon to make the person who was beheaded lose his soul on the spot.
However, in recent years, news has often spread across the country that the former execution ground is now haunted.
Among them, the most famous one is the supernatural incident at Caishikou in Beijing. The reason is what I mentioned above.
Therefore, noon is also called the time of extreme yin and yang, which is the perfect time to summon spirits.
After a while, the younger brothers I sent to inform came back one by one.
After that, I asked them to stand in a row and touched each person's eyebrows with my finger. Finally, I patted one of the boys, nicknamed Ergou, and said.
"When the spirit is summoned later, you can take Wang Hu's clothes and follow me."
When Ergou heard this, his legs were so frightened that he asked me why I chose him.
I consoled me: "Among these people, you are the most yang-qi."
"In other words, you are the most manly among them!"
Ergou's slumped expression suddenly became happy, he raised his arms and showed off his biceps, which were lying flat like an airport. This chapter has been completed!