Chapter 75: Thousands of people beheaded, never beyond life.
Sure enough, on the other side of the phone, Hong Tianzheng whispered: "Sister Ying, a person in Nanyang, called me to meet for three days, saying it was to negotiate me, and helped me to lift the five ghost entanglements ..."
Zhang Zhenfeng answered the phone and said, "They will not give up so easily, ask you to meet you, it will definitely be unfavorable to you. Hong Tianyi, you must not see them. During this time, there are a few more bodyguards around you, live in the same go, wait for
I retreat back. "
Hong Tianzheng obeyed, and asked again, "Master Zhang, how long do you have to retreat?"
"Ten days, ten days later, if there is an emergency, call Liu Banxian." Zhang Zhenfeng said.
"Okay, I understand."
Hanging the phone, Zhang Zhenfeng said to Xia Xueying: "Tomorrow, officially help your mother cast soul, end as soon as possible, leave here."
Xia Xueying said: "What should I do?"
"Send them tonight, if you don't obedient, just do it!"
Time passes quickly.
In a blink of an eye, it is afternoon.
Zhang Zhenfeng took Liu Banxian, moved a table to the west of the village, paved yellow cloth on it, and began to arrange the altar.
With the altar, you can retreat and retreat, you can surpass these lonely soul ghosts, or you can destroy them!
After the layout of the French altar, Zhang Zhenfeng put on the Taoism clothes and sat behind the table, waiting for the night to come.
Liu Banxian took this opportunity to ask Master to ask Master's various details.
Zhang Zhenfeng was okay, and by the way, he taught Liu Banxian some simple things.
Gradually dark.
There were some ghost fires in the distance, the ghost face flashed, but I didn't dare to step forward.
Zhang Zhenfeng lit the fragrant candle, stood up, shook the bell, and began to read the scriptures: "Taiji is divided into high thickness, light clearing the heavens. People can cultivate the Tao, and the body is a true immortal.
. Dantai Kaibaoji, Jinkou Yongli ... "
This is the Taoist Scripture. It has a real mana and can transform the grievances of the soul.
The surrounding ghost Dongxi listened and listened, unknowingly brought into the atmosphere, gradually appeared, and slowly approached before the altar.
Qin Luzhi also hid in the distance and stared at Zhang Zhenfeng's French altar.
She also wants to see Zhang Zhenfeng's true way.
Zhang Zhenfeng was patient and continued to read the curse.
After the fragrance is burned, change the fragrance.
After the Sanxiang incense, there were hundreds of ghost shadows gathered in front of the French altar.
The beard that played against Zhang Zhenfeng last night was also among them, sneered.
Zhang Zhenfeng took a breath, the bell changed the rhythm, and looked at the ghost in front of the altar, and said clearly: "Gai Wen Du Gongyun has poetry clouds, the king does not see the Qinghai river head, no one accepts white bones.
, Dynasties and dullness of the sky. Try to suffer, take a break. The clouds are dark, and the night is leisurely.
This is the rap scripture in the Taoist Dushuke instrument, which tells the desolation of the lonely soul wild ghosts.
The general ghosts are not enough, listening to it, and then said, begging to surpass.
Sure enough, the ghosts in front of the altar listened to Zhang Zhenfeng's scriptures, and each face showed the sorrowful color. Some little ghosts couldn't hold it, kneeling in front of the altar.
Zhang Zhenfeng continued to rush the scriptures: "The suburbs are silent, the scenery is vast; the leaves are fluttering, the sound is tragic.
The ghosts in front of the altar were infected with each other, and most of them kneeling down.
Only the beard and old ghost, with seven or eight dead parties, stand proudly, watching monkey shows generally watch Zhang Zhenfeng.
After the text, Zhang Zhenfeng put down the bell and said, "Wait and other lonely soul wild ghosts, I am a master of Daomen, I intend to surpass you tonight ..."
"shut up!"
The old ghost of the beard suddenly drank and sneered: "Little doll, what do you have, come to surpass your grandpa?"
Zhang Zhenfeng was not angry, and said, "I am Daimen Tianshi, pursue Sanqing Avenue, worshiping Sanbao Gaozhen, I read the True Scriptures, how can I not surpass you?"
The bearded and old ghost smiled and said, "We have a friend here, a two -section, can you surpass it?"
"Two sections? What do you mean?" Zhang Zhenfeng frowned.
The old ghost flickered, and greeted a thin ghost behind.
Slimous staggering came forward and said, "I am two -section."
Zhang Zhenfeng looked at the ghost of the thin son, and found that the old ghost's waist was tied with a red belt, and he nodded and smiled: "Understand, you were broken by a knife from the waist, commonly known as the waist and died, right?"
"Yes, eye -catching!"
The old ghost smiled, suddenly unbuttoned the belt, and a fierce ghost avatar came, flying up in the upper half, floating in the air, standing in the lower half of the place!
Zhang Zhenfeng waved: "I have seen it, don't show off!"
The upper half of the old ghost of the thin son fell, and it was still together, saying, "I also want to reincarnate, but I heard that Yin Cao Difu does not accept me like this. You are a mage who can take my body to take my body.
Go on? "
The old ghosts laughed arrogantly: "Little doll, you have the ability, let's talk about the two ghosts!"
Liu Banxian was furious and drank: "It's more honest, what is the arrogance? There is something in this world called universal gum, understand! Don't say that you can stick you all together, I can all stick you together!"
"You fart!" Two old ghosts pointed at Liu Banxian and cursed: "If glue can stick to it, I have already picked myself up with a paste."
The old ghosts in front of the altar laughed.
Liu Banxian was so angry: "What laughs, don't laugh!"
Zhang Zhenfeng couldn't help laughing, waved: "Two ghosts, I see a line on your waist, the evil spirits are strong, presumably dying from thousands of people, right?"
The two old ghosts were surprised and nodded: "So you know that thousands of people are cut."
Thousands of people cut, in fact, the ghost knife or other knife of the dumplings handle.
According to legend, a knife cut over a thousand people, and it was called a thousand people, with boundless murderous murderous spirit, chopping evil gods, cutting down the ghost.
The prisoner who died in the thousands of people must never be born forever!
There are also legends that prisoners who were beheaded or cut off need to pieces corpse with a needle thread. In this case, the soul will be complete and can be reincarnated.
The kind of folk sewing person is also called the second leather craftsman.
Zhang Zhenfeng bypassed the altar, looked at two old ghosts, and laughed: "If I can pick you up, you can convince me?"
The two ghosts stunned and said, "If you can connect my body, I listen to everything!"
"Okay, we verify on the spot!"
Zhang Zhenfeng nodded, opened the backpack, took out the red line, and used the small trees and the altar around him to form a three -dimensional locking array. Two old ghosts were ordered: "You enter me, I will cast it, help you pick up the broken body to get the broken body.
. ""
Two old ghosts hesitated for a moment, drilled into the locking array.
Zhang Zhenfeng picked up the peach sword, smoked for a while on the incense on the French altar, and then entered the formation.
The ghost shadows around me, together to watch together.