Under the watchful eyes of Lu Fan and Onizuka, after Wanzi knelt down and worshiped, he stood up and walked to the head of Montaigne's body. He reached for a lighter and lit all the incense in his hand.
Lu Fan hurriedly asked Onizuka for paper and pen, and watched as the meatballs and sticks of incense were inserted into Montaigne's mouth, and then he knelt aside and muttered something.
"Where can the wandering soul remain?"
"Three souls have descended early, and seven souls are coming."
"The wild place by the river, the palace prison."
"The tomb mountain forest is full of false alarms and weird things."
"My true soul has been lost. Now I invite the Taoist God."
"Search all over the world to find the real murderer..."
As Wanzi chanted spells, the dry incense inserted in Montaigne's mouth suddenly burned vigorously.
Curls of white smoke began to rise in the air.
But after staying in mid-air, it suddenly stopped flowing.
Lu Fan looked surprised when he saw this, and the strength of the pen he held in his hand began to increase, and even his whole body began to become nervous.
"changed!"
Onizuka suddenly shouted, and Lu Fan opened his eyes wide, and saw that the white smoke that should have been rising with the wind, at this moment, seemed to be pulled by something, and began to move towards the north.
past.
"Remember quickly!"
Wanzi looked at Lu Fan and shouted in a low voice.
Lu Fan hurriedly nodded in agreement, holding the paper at the tip of his hand, and began to follow the trajectory of the white smoke and draw arcs on the white paper.
"Have you already come so far in such a short time?"
Wanzi stared at the white smoke that was erratic and moving in mid-air, and frowned slightly.
"What, will it have any impact?" Onizuka asked.
"Yes, this pursuit of a murderer with incense sticks will become blurry as the distance the murderer escapes increases. The farther he runs, the more traces behind him will become difficult to distinguish until they disappear."