"Hey, this Feng Laosi still has some skills. He's really good at it!"

"Don't disgrace your family!"

Among the people present, only Day and Night Eryoushen could see the magic of Lin Feng's skills. And the two of them did not hesitate to praise Lin Feng's skills.

The art of summoning souls has been around since ancient times. This can be seen from Qu Zi's poem on summoning souls in the Spring and Autumn Period, and Xie Lingyun of the Southern and Northern Dynasties' saying of "recruiting frightened souls from the dead, and closing dangerous situations in the general".

For thousands of years, this technique that has been handed down from ancient times has been constantly innovating. For example, Lin Feng's method to bribe the evil spirits to summon spirits was one of them.

But at this moment, the method used by Lin Feng was different from before, because this time he was not summoning the naturalized dead souls in the underworld, but the lost souls of those who had left their souls.

This is what is known as the frightened soul syndrome among the people. Many charlatans and Feng Shui masters have folk remedies that can cure this disease. But whether it is effective or not is ambiguous. Because some people really have this ability, and Some people are just showing off and cheating.

Lin Feng is a disciple of the Damaoshan sect. Although the Damaoshan sect does not belong to Maoshan orthodoxy, it is still a folk sect that has been circulating for hundreds of years. Its methods are naturally effective. But Lin Feng knows that this is not a magic trick. Things that can be solved even if the magic spirit is not effective.

Chen Jingyi’s deceased mother is unusual.

In ordinary soul summoning, a living person is often frightened and loses several of his three souls and seven souls in a sudden move. As long as the person's soul is still alive and the soul is lost not too long ago, then a spell can often work. It has the effect of smoothing the flow and directly summons these scattered souls back.

But Chen Jingyi's mother has been dead for more than ten years, and no one knows where her soul has been lost. After all, the three souls and seven souls are so confused and drifting with the tide that it would not be surprising if she accidentally traveled thousands of miles away.

And if this situation really happens, let alone any side sect, you are a direct descendant of the Immortal family, and the Xuanmen authentic sect has nothing to do. Because compared to the side sect, the upper limit of the Xuanmen authentic sect is just higher in the final analysis. Really When it comes to magical powers, the true Taoist sect is certainly profound and pure, but the side sects can also be regarded as unique. The difference between the two is not so obvious.

Lin Feng knew that his methods were not bad, the only difference was his magic power.

Just like radar, the search range of his low-power radar is naturally incomparable with those of high-power radar. And if you want to transform yourself from a small radar to a large radar, the best way is to borrow methods. And this , which is precisely what their Damaoshan sect is good at.

The Damaoshan sect worships the ancestors of past dynasties. In addition to the traditional custom of respecting the ancestors of heaven and earth, another reason is that their Maoshan masters can borrow Dharma from the ancestors.

Once this secret technique is used, through the protection of the magic altar, it can multiply the Hunyuan magic power that he has cultivated for many years several times on the spot. And using this to deal with the current situation is not to say a certainty, but it is also better than before. A little more certain.

This is why the two gods of Day Tour and Night Tour praised him for living up to his family tradition.

As soon as he said this, Ye Youshen didn't hesitate any more and just pushed the soul of the rope behind him forward, turning it into a wisp of Yin Qi on the spot, which was absorbed into the Bagua card in Lin Feng's hand. inside.

With the soul in hand, Lin Feng held a red pen and wrote a soul-calling spell on the yellow paper. Then he wrapped the Bagua card and pressed it under a lotus lamp.

The lotus lantern flower has nine petals, and there are a few strands of red rope wrapped around the lantern, which are directly tied to a few little figures made of paper and clay.

This little man is dressed as a boy, with a bun on his head and a lotus flower bellyband. His face is blushed, and the words of the edict are written in vermilion on the back of his belly.

Lin Feng set up the formation and called out to Cao Wei, "Blood of the dearest relatives!" Cao Wei understood, swiped Chen Jingyi's finger, and flicked a few drops of blood over.

Lin Feng caught the drop of blood with his mahogany sword, pinched it with his sword fingers, and directed the blood into the lotus lantern. At the same time, he began to recite the incantation.

"Where can the wandering souls remain? The three souls have descended early, and the seven souls are coming. Riverside wild places, temples and villages; palaces and prisons, tombs and mountains and forests. False alarms and strange things, lost true souls. Now I invite the mountain gods and the five wandering generals,

I am the owner of the land and the kitchen master of the house. I am on duty, intent on collecting, collecting the souls and possessing them, and helping to raise the spirit. The gate of heaven opens, the gate of earth opens, and the soul of a boy from thousands of miles away comes! I ask the Supreme Master to be as urgent as the law."

As soon as he finished speaking, flames suddenly burst out from the lotus lamp.

A few sparks splashed, no more, no less, exactly nine, and landed on the red rope. They were like snakes, flying and sinking into the little figures made of paper and clay.

And all of a sudden, there was only a burst of children's laughter. Several little people were instantly turned into ashes in the fireworks, and only turned into a few gusts of wind, and disappeared into the endless darkness amidst the whistling sound.

Cao Wei watched the whole process, but it was still a little unclear. Especially Chen Jingyi was probably even more worried, so he simply asked Lin Feng.

"Uncle Feng, what are you..."

"Senior brother, don't worry. I've used my magic to send messages to all directions, asking all the underworld gods and family gods to help me investigate. If I find something, I have a guardian boy to help attract the soul back. I'm just afraid..."

In the final analysis, this is gambling on luck, to see if a blind cat can encounter a dead mouse and get information from the mouth of the so-called underworld god, the family god. And Cao Wei is strange at this point, he doesn't

Understand, why should these evil gods and family gods help you? Just based on this order?

"Who is this Yin God, the family god?"

"He's just a little god. Don't you know?"

Ye Youshen interrupted, with a smile on his face and it was hard to tell what he was thinking. But Cao Wei estimated that he wanted to find out more about himself.

Detection? I can't even explain it myself. What can you find out? Can you also find out that there is a system in me?

Regarding this move, Cao Wei was very candid and even said it openly.

"To be honest, brother, although I come from a Taoist family, due to the small number of people and the loss of inheritance, I may not know the details of the many gods in this underworld better than those ordinary people. If I have

When you have free time, you might as well explain it to me in detail, so that I can broaden my horizons and gain some knowledge, right?"

"Brother, you are... really weird? If you don't know about these ghosts and gods, where did you get the judge's order?"

Night Travel God had a surprised look on his face, and even though Day Travel God didn't speak a word, you could tell just by looking at his face that the two brothers meant the same thing, that is, they didn't believe it.

"Two brothers, I have to say something sincerely. I really don't know this. It seems that just in my sleep, indistinctly, unknowingly, someone gave me this edict. If it weren't for these two brothers.

Mingjian, I’m afraid I just think this is a dream!”

As these words were said, the two gods, Day and Night, looked at each other, each seeing an unprecedented surprise in the other's eyes.

They didn't think that Cao Wei was lying. Firstly, his knowledge was as ignorant as that of a child, and he really didn't seem like a person in this way. Secondly, after all, he had been living in the underworld for a hundred years, and he had grown old.

Even though ghosts have grown old and become monsters, they still have the ability to distinguish between true and false.

Good guy, who is a god in a dream? Which city god is so generous and dares to joke and play like this? Or does he value the mortal in front of him so much that he has to foreshadow it in advance?

The two of them didn't dare to think too much. They could only mention Cao Wei in their minds, and then opened their mouths very politely.

"Since I want to know these trivial matters, I naturally can't hide them."

"Speak everything you know."

"You heard that the various generals, landmen, and Zao Lords were so majestic that many of them may still be circulated in the stories. In fact, in the underworld, they are just unworthy little gods."

"Not on the stage."

"Some of them are similar to those in the past. You can say that he is an official, but he cannot be granted a title and can only be regarded as a petty official. It is a title specially set up by the Yin Division for the convenience of management. After all, is there any difference between the Yin and Yang worlds?

Where young ghosts are located, they must be managed by some old ghosts with some prestige."

"In addition, there are household gods. They are deities and gods enshrined in ordinary people's homes. They are worshiped by incense and nourished by people's hearts. They are naturally born spirits. Although they are spirits and do not have the title of gods, they can keep their homes safe and secure.

They often appear as gods and bodhisattvas, so they can barely bear the word god."

"Not very capable!"

"As my brother said, neither of them have much ability. So naturally I have to show off to Feng Laosi, a Maoshan warlock. Moreover, Xiangjiang has a strong incense, and there are quite a few such family gods. They have their own tips, and in addition

Those old ghosts walking around the streets. As long as the souls have not left Xiangjiang, it is not impossible to successfully bring them back."

"Don't be impatient and just wait and see what happens!"

After saying this, the two yin gods didn't say much. They just held their hands and looked at the money piled up in front of them with a smile.

Cao Wei said goodbye and asked, but the incense in front of him had not stopped. A lot of gold paper turned into ashes, and it looked like a small golden mountain in front of the two Yin gods. But the light

You can tell by looking at their smiling eyes that they are very satisfied with the reward.

Is this thing so rare? Cao Wei was a little surprised, but he didn't ask.

For now, he and the two gods of Day Tour and Night Tour can still be regarded as gentlemen. The gold paper can only be regarded as an add-on, and more importantly, the other party is willing to sell him to save face. He does not want to be ignorant.

, which made the relationship smell like gold and made these two unhappy for no reason.
Chapter completed!