Xu Ping first checked the vat for raising voodoos. The yin energy had condensed and gathered, and there was already thick blood that hit his nose. It seemed that it wouldn't be long before he could smash the vat and test the voodoo voodoos.
Several paper-figure brothers also worked very hard. Before their eyes, all the wood piled in the backyard had been made into coffins.
"If I have time, I have to buy another batch of wood. If something happens again, bah bah bah... the world will be peaceful, the world will be peaceful."
Xu Ping walked around the backyard again and found that everything was fine, then he locked the door and walked slowly towards Yizhuang.
Today is the day that I made an appointment with Uncle Nine to save Dong Xiaoyu’s dead soul and send her to reincarnation.
He couldn't miss this kind of thing.
The paper figures pulling the sedan are too eye-catching and can easily scare children, so it is not advisable to hurt young flowers.
I don’t know if cars in this era are expensive. Xu Ping thought about the chassis in his mind. They should all be imported at this time, and they are expensive...
By the way, I haven’t driven a car in a long time.
He really missed the thrill of galloping.
Walking on the country road, you can still hear the night watchmen, clanking and banging...
"duang~~~"
"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful about the fire."
When I met the watchman, the man recognized Xu Ping, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Hey, shopkeeper Xu, where are you going this late at night?"
Xu Ping glanced at the watchman and said casually: "Take a walk to eat."
"Ah." The watchman looked surprised. How could anyone go out for a walk at night? Isn't this looking for excitement? He looked around and lowered his voice and said: "Shopkeeper Xu, I suggest you go back quickly. This is nearby
Ah, I heard that there is a female ghost haunting me."
There is such a good thing... Xu Ping was thinking about porn again and asked: "Have you encountered it?"
"That's right!" He said frankly and with wide eyes during the update: "Just a few nights ago, I met a girl, and she asked me to molest her. Am I that kind of person? I would kill her in one fell swoop.
I pushed her away, but she blew a breath, and somehow I held her in my arms. In the end, I was beaten up by someone, and I was beaten by Chou Chou."
As he spoke, he pointed at the still-green eye sockets.
Isn't that a good thing Qiu Sheng did... Xu Ping suppressed his laughter and asked, "Is it possible that the female ghost you mentioned was the one you met that night?"
"Isn't it her? So, you'd better go back quickly."
This watcher is still kind-hearted.
Xu Ping patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, you won't be able to touch her again."
The watchman looked surprised: "How do you know?"
Xu Ping smiled mysteriously: "Brother, don't worry, there will definitely be no trouble in the area around here from now on. It will be very peaceful on this night road from now on."
After saying that,
He continued to walk forward, leaving only the watchman, who was full of doubts, stunned in place.
After a while, the watchman shook his head and continued to devote himself to greater work.
He didn't take Xu Ping's words seriously. If you say the world is peaceful, it will be peaceful. The Jade Emperor didn't dare to guarantee that.
Not far after walking out, the watchman suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing in. He shivered all over, and heard a cat meow again, which made his hair stand on end in fright.
"Guigui, we just finished talking about the female ghost. We won't encounter her again."
The watchman opened his eyes cautiously, only to find a wild cat with black fur jumping down from the wall next to it, with something in its mouth.
Taking advantage of the moonlight above his head, the watchman took a look, and the gong in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
What the wild cat was holding in its mouth was actually two fingers, and they were human fingers.
He lost his composure at all, pondered for a moment, then carefully walked into the shabby house next to him with a lantern in hand.
The moment he opened the door, he was so frightened by the scene inside the house that he said "Oh my God", threw away the lantern, turned around and ran out.
While running, he shouted: "People are dead, people are dead!"
…
Inside the Yizhuang.
Uncle Jiu has already opened an altar in the yard, with three sticks of incense, two candles, a peach wood sword, some yellow talismans, a rooster, and a soul-inducing lamp.
Everything is ready.
Wencai and Qiu Sheng stood on both sides, watching silently.
As the saying goes, it is not often possible to encounter such things as being led in by the master and relying on one's own practice to transcend the souls of the dead.
At this point, Qiu Sheng still begged and begged, and Uncle Jiu thought deeply about Dong Xiaoyu's miserable life experience, so he decided to start a forum to help her go to the gate of hell and reincarnate as soon as possible.
When Xu Ping arrived, he saw exactly this scene.
Wencai smiled at him, and Qiu Sheng took a few steps to greet him, "Shopkeeper Xu, you're here."
Xu Ping came here this time at Uncle Jiu's invitation, with a learning attitude, and to see if he could be of any help.
He nodded at the two of them and looked at Uncle Jiu, who was wearing a dark yellow Taoist robe in front of the altar.
Uncle Jiu raised his head and looked at the bright moonlight. He hung his hands in front of his forehead with sword fingers and read loudly: "The time has come, everyone should be silent."
Finished.
Three sticks of incense and two red candles were lit out of thin air, and green smoke rose.
Uncle Jiu closed his eyes tightly, said his luck, stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, opened his eyes suddenly, and formally stood up from the altar to perform the ritual.
"I invite the four emperors to each lead their own magical soldiers to help me with my power. The unjust ghosts will listen."
After reciting the incantation, he poked the burning red candle with his sword finger, drawing two clusters of flames to his fingers, with a solemn expression on his face: "Ghosts and gods lead the lamp, and the magic lamp leads the way."
The sword finger stabbed in front of him again, and the flame shot out quickly and fell into the brazier in front of the altar. Suddenly, the brazier burned with blazing fire.
At this moment, the soul-inducing lamp placed in front of the brazier suddenly lit up, and the sacrificial flags hanging on both sides fluttered in the wind.
Uncle Jiu held a peach wood sword, made a sword secret, and told Dong Xiaoyu's life:
"Dong's Xiaoyu, a villager in this town, was killed by a traitor and his face was completely disfigured. Therefore, he had no way to make a living and was seeking death. Now, Lin Jiu, sent by the Qing Dynasty in Maoshan Mountain, leads the way for him, opens the door to hell, and is reincarnated. He is in a hurry.
Urgent as a rule."
The mahogany sword suddenly thrust out, causing a sharp sound of wind. The oil-paper umbrella on the altar flew up in the wind, opened and suspended in the air.
A beautiful shadow emerged from the paper umbrella. Qiu Sheng couldn't help but take a step forward. Before he could speak, Uncle Jiu scolded him:
"Qiu Sheng!"
Qiu Sheng stopped moving, and Dong Xiaoyu also looked over, leaving two tears, turning his head, and got into the soul-inducing lamp uncontrollably.
"Xiaoyu, I hope you can have a good family in your next life."
Qiu Sheng murmured in a low voice. Xu Ping heard him from the side and patted him on the shoulder with a comforting smile.
The moment Dong Xiaoyu's soul entered the soul-inducing lamp, the soul-inducing lamp slowly rose into the sky and floated slowly toward the western night sky.
Uncle Jiu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that everything was going well.
At this time, Wen Cai handed over a towel and asked by the way: "Master, if this is the end, where is the soul-inducing lamp going to float to?"
Uncle Jiu wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at the bright light in the night sky, and said with a serious expression: "Go all the way to the west, the gate of hell."
Wencai stepped forward to take the peach wood sword and asked with curiosity: "Master, how do you know the location of Guimen Pass? Have you been to Guimen Pass?"
Uncle Jiu's eyes widened, and he hit his head with a chestnut, "Tong Yan Wuji, good luck, your master and I are not dead yet."
Wencai covered his head and stopped talking.
After scolding his apprentice, Uncle Jiu raised his head again and said slowly: "As the saying goes, when a person dies, he is called Guixi. Of course, the gate of hell is in the west..."
"Literary talent Qiu Sheng."
"The disciple is here."
Uncle Jiu pointed to the pile of flames in the brazier and said solemnly: "This everlasting fire cannot be extinguished before the rooster crows and dawn. We must keep burning paper money and sit there all night."
This paper money is used to bribe ghosts.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai glanced at the piles of paper money beside them and nodded at the same time: "I understand, Master."
After giving all the instructions, Uncle Jiu looked at Xu Ping, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper Xu, let's go inside and have a chat, I don't know..."
Uncle Jiu hasn't finished speaking yet.
Qiu Sheng pointed at the night sky and suddenly shouted loudly: "Master, look, the soul-inducing lamp is floating back again."