"Warm hole!"

I shouted, and the sound floated out from afar.

Lei Zi jumped into the grave pit and burned a pile of yellow paper in four corners of the cemetery.

Because the cemetery is very cold, most people will carry out the process of warming the holes when they are buried.

Then, Lei Zi lit a white candle in the four corners of the cemetery.

Four candlelights burned quietly, illuminating the cemetery to a terrible and tranquil, light and dark.

I took out a palm-sized incense burner from my bag. This incense burner was also left by Chen Xiucai before and I kept it with me.

Although the incense burner is a bit worn and the paint surface has fallen off, I still can't bear to replace it.

I wrote the birth date of Lord Fang on a piece of yellow paper, then folded the yellow paper and put it carefully into the incense burner.

I lit three incense threads in the incense burner and handed them to Leizi.

Lei Zi took the incense burner, placed it in the middle of the cemetery, and climbed out of the cemetery.

I asked someone to take out the big red rooster and carry a chicken cage. The cage contained a strong big red rooster, especially the cockscomb of the rooster, which was extremely bright and red as if it was about to overflow with blood.

Dali asked me: "Jiu Ye, how about this chicken?"

"Very good!" I nodded, put my hand into the chicken cage, and grabbed the chicken's head.

"Da Li, do it!" I said.

Snap!

Dali raised his hand and cut off the chicken's head with one knife.

The hot chicken blood splattered out, and the big red rooster who had lost her head flew desperately.

I asked Dali to take out a bowl, take half a bowl of fresh chicken blood, and let him pour the half bowl of chicken blood into the mouth of Master Fang.

I stood up, holding the chicken's head in my left hand and the big red rooster that was not dead in my right hand, and flew to jump into the cemetery.

While the big red rooster was not dead yet, I quickly placed the chicken head on the incense burner.

I took out a stack of paper money from my arms, threw it into the air, and muttered it in my mouth.

At this time, something magical happened. The dying headless rooster suddenly seemed to have come alive, flapped his wings hard, and actually ran around the cemetery.

The headless rooster ran fast, round after round, and blood flowed continuously at the broken neck, and blood splattered all over the ground.

The crowd of onlookers exclaimed. They really couldn't figure out that the rooster whose head was cut off could still be alive and could run quickly.

The big red rooster ran faster and faster, and the chicken claws raised dust and gravel, and every time it grabbed the ground, it was strong and powerful.

A headless rooster was running in the cemetery. This strange scene seemed to be like a ghost to normal people.

At this time, I put my right index finger into my mouth, bit my fingertips, sucked a mouthful of blood, sprayed it on the chicken head, and screamed: "One is called soul search! Two is called soul collection! Three is called soul return!"

While I was screaming, the chicken head in the incense burner actually moved. The chicken head started to scream incredibly and shouted three times: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Everyone stared at her eyes wide in disbelief and whispered: "It's amazing! It's amazing!"

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, who would have believed that a chopped chicken's head would make a sound of a rooster crowing?

Moreover, accompanied by the chick crowing, the chicken head actually had a different reaction.

When the first rooster crow came out and when I said "Soul-seeking", the chicken head actually turned drippingly in the incense burner, like a compass, as if looking for something.

When the second chicken crow came out and I said "soul-receiving", the chicken's head suddenly opened its eyes, and its two corns instantly turned red.

When the third rooster crow came out and when I said "Returning to the Soul", the chicken's mouth opened wide and it spun drippingly in the incense burner again.

A storm broke out in the cemetery, almost blowing out the candles standing on all corners of the cemetery.

The candlelight shook violently for a few times, and the light in the cemetery suddenly darkened, and then it became shaking and lit up.

At this time, the chicken's head had stopped rotating and faced north.

When I looked up, I saw a figure standing on the edge of the cemetery. The figure was like misty mist, blurry and difficult to see clearly.

Obviously, it is not an entity, but an illusory ghost.

thump!

At this moment, the headless rooster suddenly stopped running and fell to the ground. When the chicken claws kicked, it disappeared in an instant, and it was already dead.

Ordinary people only know that there is a gust of wind in the cemetery, but they cannot see the ghost.

There are yin bones in my body, and I can open my yin, so these evil things cannot escape my eyes.

"Master Fang, you are back!" I said to the ghost.

This ghost is actually the ghost of Lord Fang.

The Lord Fang died of a life-threatening death, and his wronged soul left his body and turned into a lonely ghost wandering around.

Fortunately, he died for less than two days, so his ghost body was not yet in a state of harmony. He could still use this ancient and unique way of finding souls to find his soul back.

If the ghost of Lord Fang’s body cannot return to his body within seven days, then after the first seven, he will completely become a lonely ghost. At that time, he will not be looking for a soul, and then he can only catch a ghost.

If we hadn't come here, we wouldn't be sure that the wronged soul of Lord Fang's house would do anything in the villa.

In the eyes of ordinary people, at this moment, I feel like I am talking to the air.

But when they heard me say, "Master Fang, you are back!", each of them showed a look of fear on their faces.

Huang Mengting asked me even more emotionally: "Xiao Jiu, where is the Lord Fang?"

I reached out to the edge of the cemetery and said to Huang Mengting: "Lord Fang is right next to the cemetery at this time, but you just can't see it!"

Although Huang Mengting is a female, she is not afraid of ghosts. She asked me: "How can I see Master Fang?"

"Miss Mengting, come here, I'll help you open your vagina. Within a certain period of time, you will be able to see Master Fang!" Ku Junwei said to Huang Mengting.

"Really?" Huang Mengting walked to Ku Junwei in a few steps and said impatiently: "Hurry! Brother Wei, help me open my vagina!"

There are two ways to see a ghost, one is to be proactive and the other is to be passive.

Take the initiative, use special assistance media, such as ox tears, to see ghosts when they fall into your eyes, or let people like Ku Junwei, who have advanced Taoism, help open their vagina. However, this method will vary depending on their physical condition, but it will not be too long.

The so-called passive means that a ghost wants people to see him. As long as he appears on purpose and lets people see him, people will see him. However, this kind of ghost is usually formed. A ghost like Lord Fang who has just died for two or three days has not yet been formed, so he does not have the ability to let living people see him.

Ku Junwei bit his index finger and quickly drew a blood-colored talisman in the middle of Huang Mengting's eyebrows.

The blood-colored talisman looked like a closed eye, as if it was the third eye that grew from the center of the eyebrows.

The position in the center of the eyebrows is the position of the "penis eye".

It is said that before the birth of a person, he had three eyes, but the middle one slowly degenerated and finally merged into the middle of his eyebrows.

Ku Junwei asked Huang Mengting to empty her mind, pinched a spell with both hands, reached out and pressed her hands in the center of Huang Mengting's eyebrows, and shouted: "Open!"

Before the ending sound of the word "动-" had fallen, the blood-colored talisman on the forehead suddenly burst out with blood.

Huang Mengting's eyes were closed, as if she was asleep.

However, the bloody eye in the center of Huang Mengting's eyebrows was slowly "opening".

Ku Junwei took a step back: "You don't have much spiritual power, you only have one or two minutes to communicate with the ghost of Lord Fang!"

Huang Mengting raised her head, her eyes were still closed tightly, but the vaginal eye in the center of her eyebrows had been successfully opened.

It was obvious that Huang Mengting saw Lord Fang from her vagina, because a hint of excitement appeared on her face, and she opened her mouth and shouted: "Lord Fang!"

Master Fang heard Huang Mengting's voice and knelt straight at Huang Mengting on one knee: "Miss!"

Huang Mengting bit her lip, not knowing what to say for a moment.

After a while, Huang Mengting said, "Master Fang, don't worry, we have avenged you! Kuang Yun is dead! Master Xie is dead too! You...you go with confidence..."

The Lord Fang bowed and said, "Thank you, Miss! If there is a next life, I will still join the scheming tutor..."

"Master Fang!Master Fang!"

Huang Mengting shouted anxiously and suddenly opened her eyes.

Her spiritual power is very low and her vagina cannot last long.

I looked at the center of her eyebrows and found that the bloody eye in the center of her eyebrows had closed.

Huang Mengting looked lost: "I can't see him anymore, Xiao Jiu, I'll ask you for the rest!"

I nodded and said to the ghost of Master Fang, "Master Fang, it's time to go on the road, let's return to my soul!"

Lord Fang faced me, kowtowed at me three times, said "Thank you!", and then stepped towards the stretcher.

On the stretcher was the headless body of Lord Fang.

Master Fang stood next to the stretcher and turned to me and said, "Master, please take good care of the eldest lady. She is a good person!"

After the words came, a gust of cold wind suddenly broke out from the ground, and Lord Fang's ghost returned to his body.

I looked down at the incense burner, and the three incense threads inside burned to the end.

I sighed and the whole process went smoothly and there was no mistake.

With my current skills, I am basically sure to do these things and I am very sure.

And it’s not my brag. Just about the funeral matters, I may have done better than Ku Junwei.

"Leizi, sew the head!" I said to Leizi.

"What? What do you do?" Lei Zi was startled: "Hit?!"

"Yes! Sew your head back to the corpse and prepare for burial!" I said.

"Ah?!" Lei Zi's face was covered in darkness.
Chapter completed!