At that time, the Taoist priest wanted to sell Ruyi to the Chu Mansion, but when the guards at the city gate frightened him, he just ran away without taking the child away. After many years, she still entered the Chu Mansion by some strange combination of circumstances.
For a while, even Taoist priests, who were heartless liars, lamented that fate was playing tricks on people.
He mustered up his courage, panted heavily, and tremblingly placed the octagonal mirror on the side of Ruyi's head.
Not long after, a wisp of black air emerged from Ruyi's mouth and nose. The black air wandered around the octagonal mirror for a while, and then suddenly got into the mirror.
The Taoist priest broke out in a cold sweat, and tremblingly looked over.
He kept comforting himself that as long as he knew what kind of monster it was, there might be a solution.
Who would have known that the mirror was still a dark mass, not to mention a ghost, and even the Taoist priest's own face was not reflected.
Strange! Could it be that the mirror doesn't work?
The Taoist priest took the small octagonal mirror, wiped it gently with his sleeve, and put it back again.
After waiting for a while, the mirror made a "snap" sound. The Taoist priest was frightened and took a few steps back. He only heard a "click" sound and the mirror exploded.
A stream of black water flowed out of the mirror.
The Taoist priest was so frightened that he almost peed his pants and ran out of the house crawling.
As soon as she came out, Wan'er stepped forward and asked, "Taoist priest? What kind of ghost did you get into? Is there any way to save him?"
The Taoist priest exerted a lot of effort to stabilize his lower body, and his legs were still trembling in the Taoist robe.
He said: "This ghost is extremely powerful, and I'm afraid the Taoism is not simple. I don't know if I can subdue it, so I can only try with all my strength."
The Taoist priest's embarrassed appearance at this moment was in sharp contrast to his calm and calm appearance before.
Everyone watching was greatly disappointed.
The Taoist priest walked up to the Dharma altar and said, "The poor Taoist is going to practice Dharma below. I hope that the spirit of heaven and earth and the spirit of the lake god can resolve the evil spirit of this ghost."
This is what he actually thought in his heart. Even if there was nothing he could do about the ghost, this ritual had to be done no matter what. At least by doing the ritual, it was more or less an explanation to the Chu family.
The Taoist priest held the pen tightly, dipped it into the cinnabar plate, and with a big stroke of the pen, he painted dragons and phoenixes on the yellow talisman with great posture.
He is a master of copying, and he has only a limited understanding of the meanings on the talismans, and he does not draw blessings like a real Taoist priest. However, the talismans he draws can basically look fake and real, and laymen cannot see the flaws at all.
He drew five or six talismans in a row and threaded them on the peach wood sword one by one.
He held a sword in one hand and took out a wine gourd from his waist with the other hand. He shook it, rolled his eyes, muttered something, and finally shouted: "Urgent is like a law! Stop it!"
Then he raised his head and took a big sip of wine, spraying it on the talismans.
The wine in this gourd is mixed with realgar, sulfur and phosphorus powder, and will spontaneously ignite when sprayed out.
Wherever the wine mist went, a beam of flame was attached. From a distance, the fire looked like it was sprayed from the mouth of a Taoist priest.
The crowd immediately burst into exclamations of surprise.
The Taoist's word "shou" was pronounced with a long sound. Just as he finished the word, he suddenly saw clouds gathering in the sky, and then the wind stirred up lightning, causing the people on the shore to stagger.
The water in the lake roared, and a water column of several feet suddenly burst out in Yueling Lake. The rolled-up water column turned into little bits of cold light and poured down.