Because I believe that everything is reincarnated.
Since this is where everything started, then starting from here is in line with my plan and will not touch the previous trajectory.
Soon, the fat man and I came to the stone lion, and then we discovered that the square thing on the back of the stone lion turned out to be a shining gold seal.
The golden light looks as if it is made of gold, and there is a five-clawed golden dragon hovering on it, shining brightly under the illumination of the street lamp.
"Heavenly Official's Golden Seal!"
I couldn't help but exclaim, this is such a big deal!
No wonder there is no evil spirit on this stone lion. It turns out that it was shocked by the golden seal.
Heavenly officials give blessings and all ghosts retreat. With this thing around, it will be difficult for the mountain soul to return to the statue.
Thinking about what happened before, this gold seal must have been done by the Zhao Jiuzhou brothers, because I really can't think of anyone else.
It has to be said that the two brothers are really well-off, and just this Heavenly Official Golden Seal can definitely be regarded as a treasure of Xuanmen.
After all, this thing is the treasure of Faqiu Sect, and it is the guy who feeds the head of Faqiu Sect.
But how did this thing fall into the hands of the Zhao family?
After hearing my explanation, the fat man's eyes suddenly lit up, "You can't worry about someone stealing this thing if you put it here?"
"There is a blinding trick on it. Ordinary people can't see it at all, and people in Xuanmen don't dare to touch it at will." I said.
"Then what should we do now?" the fat man asked.
"Are the paper figures ready? You can have them delivered."
The fat man nodded, "You called late. I wonder if it's enough? Why do you need so many paper figures?"
As the fat man asked, he took out his cell phone and dialed.
My expression became slightly solemn, "I will use them to lure out the mountain soul, and then re-seal it into this stone statue!"
"Aren't we going to Jiangxia?" the fat man asked in surprise.
"We won't go there for the time being. That's its home field and it's not good for us. Moreover, it's been so long and we don't know what stage it has grown to. I'm worried that we can't defeat it."
The fat man nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
The call was quickly connected, and the fat man hung up the phone after talking to the other party.
"There are exactly ninety-nine large and small?" the fat man said with some surprise.
"Great!" I also breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's good! Should we take down this Heavenly Official Seal now? Isn't this thing valuable?"
The fat man stared at the Heavenly Official Seal on the back of the stone lion with burning eyes, clearly saying that he wanted it very much.
"Now is not the time. We will wait until we have arranged the arrangements." I said.
The fat man nodded and asked me what should I do next?
I asked him to bring over the cinnabar and brush that I had prepared in advance. Originally, I was going to add some of my blood to it, but at this time I was so dizzy that I could only turn my head and look at the angry-eyed chicken next to me.
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Rooster blood is a very good pure yang substance, and Angry Eye Chicken has the blood of phoenix bird, so it is simply an excellent material.
However, this flat-haired beast is very thieving, and it won't let me bleed it, but I don't dare to do it, because if I really do it, I won't get any benefits. It's a waste of all the efforts of nine cows and two tigers.
With good words and coaxing, about 10 ml of blood was taken from her body.
Although it's a bit small, it's much stronger than ordinary chicken blood, and I'm satisfied with it.
Just after preparing all this, an extended-box truck drove over. The driver was obviously a little nervous and was in a hurry to deliver the goods. After getting off the car, he opened the door without saying a word. I saw it at a glance.
It was densely packed with people.
Of course, they are not real people, but various paper figures, including men and women, old and young, with different outfits and shapes. In the dark carriage, they do look a bit scary at first glance.
The fat man looked up at the sky, feeling a little embarrassed.
Although the rain was not heavy, it was enough to soak these paper figures.
"What should we do?" the fat man asked with a frown.
I thought for a while, so I asked the master for help and asked him to go to a nearby shopping mall to buy dozens of hats. At first, the master was a little reluctant, but after I directly paid him a few hundred yuan for running errands, the master immediately became interested.
We set off as fast as we could.
I took a deep breath and jumped into the car, "Fat man, let's start. You draw the facial features of these paper figures, and I'll add charms to them."
The fat man exclaimed, climbed up from below with some difficulty, and stared at these densely packed paper figures without facial features, obviously a little frightened.
Then, the fat man picked up a brush, dipped it in some cinnabar, and began to carefully draw the facial features on the faces of these paper figures.
"Fat man, you don't need to be too detailed. Just draw casually. By the way, don't draw the eyes yet."
The fat man nodded, speeded up, and soon finished drawing a paper man.
And I used cinnabar mixed with chicken blood to continue drawing the magic spell on the shoulders and head of the paper man.
In this way, under the division of labor and cooperation between Fatty and I, the speed was very fast. After about twenty minutes, dozens of them had been painted.
Seeing that only half of the workload was left, the little black dog that was playing under the car suddenly barked without any warning. It only took a genius a second to remember the address of this website: https://www.
There was something wrong with this voice, full of vigilance and violence.
I paused my hand slightly, turned around subconsciously, looked at the little black dog, and found that it was barking in a direction beside the road. Even the angry-eyed chicken was staring in that direction.
My heart moved, and I quickly walked to the back of the car and looked in that direction.
I didn't think it was a big deal, and then I was stunned.
Under the dim street lights, under the originally empty lamppost, I don’t know when a figure appeared.
This man was wearing a black hooded windbreaker with his head firmly covered in it. He was two meters tall and stood straight under the telephone pole, like a javelin.
It's him!
I recognized him at a glance, it was the mysterious man in black who appeared in our shop when the tiger was under the influence.
I remember very clearly that he happened to be on duty that day. He ate from my banquet and even warned me. However, when we met again later, he actually entrusted me to help him catch the blood-eyed imp, that is, the double-eyed devil.
The ghost baby in the soul lock.
I never dreamed that he would appear at this time.
This is not a good thing for me,
In other words, the person who came is not good!
Because his appearance is undoubtedly an additional change for me.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and the familiar and cold voice sounded again.