In fact, this set of rebirth formulas would be more effective if an experienced Taoist organized a few Taoist boys with some skills in magic to recite it.
It's just that in these extraordinary times, Jiang Nai doesn't care so much anymore.
Fortunately, her classmates, boys and girls, are pure-hearted and have strong yang energy, so the effect should be acceptable.
After arranging everything,
Jiang Nai turned around and saw Mr. Zhu's ghost floating around in front of them. He shouted impatiently, "Stop floating. Come over and have a look. Do you have any impressions of this place?"
"ah!"
While he was talking, he saw a figure with one arm missing, rushing towards Mr. Zhu, with his teeth and claws bared, wishing he could swallow him whole.
Jiang Nai moved his fingers and quickly threw out a shaping talisman, fixing the broken-arm Yin spirit on the spot.
He asked in a cold voice: "Who are you?"
Little Fatty stuttered and said, "Oh, let me go, there really is someone looking for my arm."
It turns out that there was a rumor that you could see a ghost with a broken arm while sitting at the Guiban window, and it was actually true.
There was also a classmate who was frightened to madness and another who was frightened to death. It was probably because he witnessed the horror of the Broken Arm Ghost that he was driven crazy and frightened to death.
The legend of the Academy does not deceive others.
The broken-armed ghost made a howling sound like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.
Mr. Zhu suddenly seemed to realize something and exclaimed, "It's you."
The form surrounded by black mist gradually became clearer, revealing the face of a scholar in his thirties, with a pale complexion and a gentle manner.
"It's you, and you're not dead yet? You're not dead yet!" Mr. Zhu rushed over with excitement, but was stopped halfway by Jiang Nai.
Jiang Naishen directed two rays of Yang evil energy and entangled Mr. Zhu so that he could not move.
Another one also attached itself to the man with the broken arm.
"Let me go, let me go." Mr. Zhu shouted sternly, "I want to kill him, you let me kill him."
"It's all him, this villain, who has made my life miserable!"
"He is said to be a fifth-level messenger from Hanging Sword Peak, but he is despicable and shameless and robs his wife."
"It's a pity that my child was only two years old and was killed by you, a heartless couple."
"You want to have an affair on weekends, so what's wrong with my two-year-old child?"
"You are just cultivating yourselves. Why do you want to kill my child?"
Leng Qiuhan and others looked at Mr. Zhu in surprise.
Little Fatty muttered to himself: "What, there is such a thing?"
"Sir, everyone in the academy says that your child died of illness. Could it be that he was killed instead of illness?"
Chang Shifang, You Zhiwei and more than a dozen classmates who had not opened their clairvoyance saw Xiaopangdun and the others looking ahead in shock, seeming to be talking to Mr. Zhu aloud?
But they couldn't see anything, and they couldn't help but feel itchy.
It's just that at this time, they were all sitting in a circle, and they were required to recite the Secret of Rebirth silently continuously, so they could only glance at Little Fatty and others from time to time.
Jiang Nai looked coldly at the one-armed man who was bound by her spell but could not stop baring his teeth and claws, and asked in a cold voice, "Is what Mr. Zhu said true? Are you the fifth-level envoy of Xuanjian Peak?"
"When you came to the secular world, why did you want to take away a man's wife?" Jiang Nai made his hands together again, and a lightning spell flashed at his fingertips.
"What do secular people like you know?" the fifth-level envoy of Xuanjian Peak said with arrogance and contempt on his face.
"It's not easy for me to find a dual cultivation body that suits me very well."