Chapter one hundred and sixty-two the soul lamp exploded
"Brother, it's not good. There are two souls. One of them is farther away, and the one who rushed into the room is..."
There was worry in the village leader's tone. Before he finished speaking, Master Qin stood up, carried a lantern and walked out the door.
"Don't look at me. I wanted to help, but unfortunately I couldn't lure you back. I went upstairs to rest."
Lanxi heard a hint of schadenfreude in Grandma Jian Shu's tone. It seemed that Grandma Jian Shu was in a particularly good mood every time she saw the village leader being scolded by Master Qin.
Mr. Qin, just like the night before, walked with a lantern and called my name. The first round trip took an hour.
I don't know what the difference is from the night before. In short, after Mr. Qin came back, he didn't wrap himself in a thick quilt and take a rest like before.
This time Master Qin grabbed the old ginger soup on the table and drank it in one go. Without saying a word, he dropped the cup and walked out.
"elder brother?"
"Grandpa Qin?"
The village leader and Chujiu called Master Qin at the same time, and even the great monk Muyu who was chanting sutras outside forgot to knock.
Lanxi looked through the crack in the door and noticed that Master Qin was walking with extra effort this time. Master Qin's clothes were blown by the wind and made a rustling sound.
The white soul-inducing lamp kept shaking, and the candlelight inside the soul-inducing lamp swayed accordingly.
The great monk's chanting voice suddenly rose, and the sound of wooden fish tapping penetrated the space and echoed in the village.
When Master Qin turned back to look at the great monk, Lanxi saw that Master Qin's eyes were wide open and there was a trace of red liquid at the corner of his mouth.
The village leader and Chujiu, who were talking quietly, suddenly became quiet, and Lan Xi could really feel the tense atmosphere in the room.
Although Lan Xi didn't know what happened to Mr. Qin, he was also so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe.
The sound of chanting sutras and banging wooden fish echoed in the air. After a few minutes, Master Qin continued to move forward.
"Fortunately, your brother is very smart. He identified the tree correctly and didn't run too far. Otherwise, my brother would have suffered a lot."
The leader of the village slapped Chujiu on the back of the head and whispered.
"Hit me again? If my soul is lost one day, will you be as desperate as Grandpa Qin?"
"Find a hammer! Qin Feng is my brother's grandson. I picked it up on the roadside. How can it be the same?"
The village leader slapped Chujiu on the back of the head again. Chujiu was about to get angry when he heard the village leader say, "If your baby soul is lost, I won't be able to survive."
Lanxi saw Chujiu tremble a little, lowered his head and didn't speak for a long time, then reached out and wiped his face.
"Old man!"
"Um?"
"If you lose your soul, I will fight tooth and nail!"
The leader of the village slapped Chujiu hard on the forehead. Lanxi heard a crisp sound through the bamboo door.
"You have lost your soul! Your whole family's soul will be lost too!"
The leader of the village raised his voice a little higher and yelled at Chujiu. Suddenly he realized that it was not the right time and immediately closed his mouth again.
"Aren't my whole family just me and you?"
Chujiu muttered in a low voice, which made Lanxi just about to laugh when a "pop" sound came from outside the house.
Lan Xi was startled. She looked up and saw Master Qin who had already walked to the door, staring at the ground with a dumbfounded look.
The skeleton of the soul-inducing lamp in Master Qin's hand cracked, the paper on the outside suddenly cracked, and the candlelight inside suddenly went out.
Everyone, including Lanxi and the great monk, suddenly stopped all movements and held their breath.
Lanxi saw several people outside the house, staring at the ground in the same direction, motionless until everyone was staring at him.
It was like peeking behind a door, feeling uncomfortable after being discovered by everyone. Lanxi was a little overwhelmed by being stared at by several people, even though she knew in her heart that they were probably not looking at her.
Several murmurs came from the wooden barrel behind him, and everyone outside the room let out a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere returned to the previous one.
"Brother, the last soul is not easy to deal with. It's wandering aimlessly, and the soul-inducing lamp doesn't work well. You'll be scared if you go like this."
Mr. Qin sat on a chair, drank a cup of ginger soup, wrapped the quilt tightly around his body, lowered his head without saying a word, and asked after a while:
"What good method does Taoism have? I mean it's safer."
"Soul-attracting charm!"
"Soul-attracting charm!"
The village leader and Chujiu replied at the same time.
The leader of the village took out a piece of blue talisman paper and red thread from the cloth bag, and was about to cast a spell when he was stopped by Chujiu.
"Old man, you and Guo Guo are not familiar with each other. You would have scared Guo Guo away in the past, so let me do it."
The leader of the village looked at Chujiu and then at Master Qin. When Master Qin nodded, he could only hand the talisman paper and red rope to Chujiu.
Stretching out his hand, Chujiu thought that the village leader was going to hit him on the head again, so he avoided it out of habit. The village master's hand stopped awkwardly in the air.
"If you always hit the head first, it won't grow taller. If I can't get the pot back, it won't be too late for you to hit it again."
Chujiu saw that the village leader just wanted to touch his head, but he avoided it, so he said with a playful smile, and stretched out his hand in front of the village leader.
"Old man, tie me up."
The leader of the village didn't say anything more. He glanced at Chujiu sadly, picked up the red rope and tied several complicated knots on Chujiu's fingers.
After the knot was tied, Chujiu closed his eyes and felt it, and told the village leader that he had tied his feet as well. He could still feel some yang energy, but he was afraid that Guoguo wouldn't be able to bear it.
The village leader hesitated for a moment, then saw Chujiu's determined eyes and knew that Chujiu would not give up if he didn't tie them up. Then he took off Chujiu's shoes and tied them in a certain order with red rope.
Chujiu put the talisman in his pocket, walked out the door and came back.
"Grandpa Qin, please put a drop of blood from your fingertip on the talisman paper. This will have a better effect."
Without saying a word, Mr. Qin put his index finger into his mouth and made a bite. A drop of blood dripped onto the talisman paper.
This time Chujiu did not put the talisman in his pocket, but asked the village leader to stick it on the clothes on his back.
After Chujiu went out, he walked straight towards the big tree. When approaching the big tree, Chujiu slowed down, slowly moved to the side of the big tree, and sat on the ground.
Lanxi didn't know what Chujiu was going to do, but he learned from the conversation between the village leader and Master Qin that my soul was wandering near the big tree, and Chujiu was sitting there, waiting for my soul to wander back.
It’s time to take action, so it won’t frighten my soul.
"What is this kid doing? He turned around a few times and didn't go under the tree. The soul is locked in the ninth day of the month. How can he bear it for a long time?"
Mr. Qin said with some worry, it seems that the soul I ran away is not very obedient.
The leader of the village stared in the direction of Chujiu and said with some uncertainty, Chujiu's current skill is not bad, so it shouldn't be a problem.
"Okay, it's almost the ninth day of the Lunar New Year."
The village leader's tone revealed joy, and Master Qin finally showed some smile on his face.