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This spirit detection technique can detect spirits within a radius of one mile. When performing the technique, as long as a spirit appears within a radius of one mile, the spoon in the bowl will rotate by itself. In other words, as long as the bowl If the middle spoon makes any movement, it proves that there is a ghost nearby. The direction of the spoon handle is where the ghost is.
"Hey, why don't you move? Is Manjushri Bodhisattva here controlling you? Isn't that nonsense?"
After waiting for a long time, Chen Dasheng's eyes were sore. He didn't see any movement from the spoon in the bowl. The anxiety just now completely turned into disappointment. He had done it completely according to the method of detecting spirits. There should be no What's wrong? If the spoon doesn't move now, is it because there are no ghosts nearby? Or is the stuff recorded in the book just nonsense?
After waiting for a while, the spoon still did not move. Chen Dasheng was completely disappointed. Where is the ghost? Where is the ghost that was promised?
Turning around, Chen Dasheng immediately felt a strong urge to urinate in his crotch. A gust of cool wind blew by, making his back feel chilly. Chen Dasheng stood there with tense nerves, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.
Wherever he glanced from the corner of his eye, there was a white figure standing. Although he didn't look directly at it, Chen Dasheng could feel that it was definitely a figure, and it was a woman. Her black hair hung down long, just like the one on TV. The same as Sadako, and Chen Dasheng could still feel that the other person's eyes were staring at him.
Female ghost?
Why didn't the spoon move? Chen Dasheng no longer had the mind to delve into it. His mind buzzed and he suddenly felt blurry. His scalp was numb. It was already dark. Although the light was dim, Chen Dasheng could be sure that there was indeed something beside the door frame. A woman is standing.
Before using the spirit detection technique, Chen Dasheng thought that he would not be afraid. After all, he was also a martial arts master, and he had carried more lives than he could count with one pair of hands. But at this moment, in this environment, that kind of spontaneous The fear in his heart still made Chen Dasheng feel like his hair was standing on end. He didn't even dare to move, as if he was frozen, confronting the white figure.
Chen Dasheng could even hear the messy heartbeat of his own, and looked towards the door with the corner of his eye. The white figure remained motionless and did not take any further action. With thousands of thoughts in his messy mind, Chen Dasheng quickly thought about the three people. Eleven mystical arts and secrets, trying to find some way to collect ghosts. At this moment, Chen Dasheng somewhat regretted this ghost exploration.
"You brat, what are you doing sneaking around so early in the morning?"
At this moment, the female ghost spoke, and the sudden voice made Chen Dasheng's heart tighten and he almost screamed.
Huh? Why is this voice so familiar? Looking towards the female ghost, he could only see a figure in white clothes and black hair. Chen Dasheng tried with a slightly trembling voice, "Sister?"
"Um?"
The white shadow moved and walked towards Chen Dasheng. Because of the dim light, it was more like floating over.
"Wow, it's really you, sister. Don't you know that people can be scary? They can scare people to death?" Chen Dasheng was finally convinced. The figure he thought was a female ghost was actually his sister Chen Xiaoli. He breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but He patted his chest and suppressed the urge to urinate in his crotch.
Chen Xiaoli was wearing a white nightgown. She had just gotten up. She hadn't washed her face or combed her hair. No wonder Chen Dasheng mistook her for a female ghost.
As a martial arts practitioner, his perception is naturally very keen. It was dawn again at this time, and the noise Chen Dasheng made in the yard woke Chen Xiaoli up. Chen Xiaoli thought there was a thief in the workshop, so he ran out to take a look, but he saw
A figure was sneaking around in the yard, messing around for no apparent reason. After a closer look, he saw that it was Chen Dasheng, so he watched with confusion until he couldn't help but make a sound.
"Aren't you quite courageous?" Chen Xiaoli had a strange expression on his face as he listened to Chen Dasheng's slightly changed voice. He turned to look at the bowls, spoons and incense on the ground, and became even more strange, "What were you doing just now?
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After being frightened, Chen Dasheng scratched his head in embarrassment when faced with the elder sister's questioning, and said incoherently, "Well, I'm looking for a ghost!"
"Looking for ghosts?" Chen Xiaoli's voice suddenly rose a decibel, and he stretched out his hand to touch Chen Dasheng's forehead weirdly, "I said you are not sick, right? Are you looking for ghosts in this place so early in the morning?"
Despite his doubts, Chen Xiaoli was actually happy. He didn't know that his younger brother had the wrong string in his mind. He just saw him burning incense and bowing in the yard, and he felt inexplicably happy in his heart.
Seeing the old sister's unscrupulous smile, Chen Dasheng had an embarrassing expression on his face, and said rather helplessly, "Forget it, no, I just learned a few spells, do you want to try them to see if they are useful? I haven't seen you for so long.
I've seen ghosts, so I wanted to try to see if I could see them, but I didn't even see ghosts at all. You were so startled just now, I thought I met a ghost!"
"You brat!" Chen Xiaoli rolled his eyes, folded his arms in front of his chest, and looked at Chen Dasheng calmly, "Don't you believe in these things? Where did you learn some Taoism?"
"Don't mention it, the old lady of the Shen family gave it to her, saying it was something handed down from her ancestors!" It was a good thing that Chen Xiaoli didn't ask. After asking, Chen Dasheng suddenly became a little angry and took out the copy of the thirty-one magical secrets.
He threw it to Chen Xiaoli and said, "Here, take a look for yourself. You are a professional and you should be able to tell the truth from the lies. I just tinkered with it for a long time and didn't see any ghosts."
Chen Dasheng almost forgot that his sister was a professional goddess, and he should have given her things to study long ago. Even if she couldn't find anything, she could at least tell the truth from the lies, so that he wouldn't waste time.
Chen Xiaoli took Chen Dasheng's notebook. In the dim light, Chen Dasheng lit the lighter, and then the light from the lighter asked Chen Xiaoli to identify it.
"It's something handed down from ancestors? It seems like the ink on it hasn't dried yet?" Chen Xiaoli took a cursory look and suddenly became suspicious. He looked up at Chen Dasheng with an expression as if he had been deceived.
Chen Dasheng laughed dryly and said, "This is not the original version. I copied it. You can just make do with it."
"Let's read it later!" Chen Xiaoli didn't continue reading, he closed the notebook directly and said to Chen Dasheng, "Don't tell me that you got up so early in the morning and kowtowed and worshiped in the yard just because you wanted to read it.
See if there is such a thing in the world?"
"Right? What's wrong?" Chen Dasheng nodded solemnly, then looked at Chen Xiaoli with some confusion.
Chen Xiaoli was a little speechless, "With all the messing around you just did, how can you see that thing?"
"What do you mean by tinkering?" Chen Dasheng was even more speechless, "I just followed the book. It's called spirit detection. If there is a spirit within a radius of one mile, you can tell if there is any spirit!"
"You can also detect spirits!" Chen Xiaoli curled his lips, "Sister, I have been studying Taoism with my third uncle since I was a child, and I have never seen what a ghost looks like? Are you the only one who can still see it?"
"Uh, isn't it? Didn't your third uncle teach you any ghost spells?" Chen Dasheng was stunned. Chen Xiaoli is a professional goddess. He has never even seen a ghost. How can he be considered a professional? I mentioned this before.
The question is, I always see her looking enigmatic, but now it seems that she is just pretending.
I haven't seen any professional goddesses, so maybe it can only be said that there is no such thing in the world. Chen Dasheng couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart. Maybe the things the old lady gave him were just things that deceived gods and ghosts.
"Do you think those things are all over the streets? Can you see them casually?" Chen Xiaoli glanced at Chen Dasheng helplessly, turned his right hand, and a Bagua compass appeared in his hand, "This Bagua compass was left by the third uncle.
Yes, according to my third uncle, this Bagua Disk is a magical tool passed down by the seniors of Tai Chi Sect, and is specially used to search for monsters and monsters."
"Well?"
The light in the courtyard was not good, so the two came to the main room and turned on the lights. Chen Dasheng took the Bagua compass from Chen Xiaoli's hand. It was the size of a palm and fit just right in the palm of his hand. It was full of Bagua directions and had a small black magnetic needle in the center.
, gently fiddle with it and it will keep spinning.
I don’t know what kind of texture it is made of. It feels heavy in the palm of my hand. The surface is shiny. It has obviously been used by many people. It must have been a long time ago. (To be continued, please search for Piaotian Literature and novel updates.
