On the second floor, not only Fang Ming and Qin Lei were there, Luo Jincheng also followed them out of curiosity, because his intuition told him that what Fang Ming was about to do would be extremely incredible, and he absolutely couldn't miss it.
Luo Jincheng followed him up to the second floor, but Fang Ming did not stop him and allowed Luo Jincheng to go upstairs.
Even the door of the shop was closed at this time, but Dazhu did not come up because he went out to do something.
"Don't be nervous, relax."
Fang Ming washed his hands and put three sticks of incense in the incense burner. He looked back and saw Qin Lei's nervous expression and expressed relief.
"Mr. Fang, as long as you ask, I will do my best, but can you first explain to me what you need me to do?"
Qin Lei was a little worried because Fang Ming was too serious. Not only did he wash his hands, he also put on a white robe. As for the desk in front of him, he wiped it three or four times to make sure it was spotless.
"Nothing, I just asked you to help me get some drinks with someone."
Fang Ming did not answer directly, but smiled meaningfully. About half an hour later, Dazhu came back, carrying a lot of things in his hands. Besides Dazhu, there was one more person, and that was Hua Mingming.
Hua Mingming saw Dazhu carrying big and small bags at the entrance of his store, so he followed him out of curiosity.
"Brother, are you the author of the death trap? Are you so awesome? I'll give you the names of a few people, and you write them into the book. The more miserable the death, the better."
Hua Mingming looked at Qin Lei with curious eyes. When he came to play here two days ago, he knew something about Qin Lei from Dazhu, so this was one of the reasons why he came.
Qin Lei gave Hua Mingming an awkward smile because he didn't know how to answer.
However, with Hua Mingming's interruption, at least his mood became a little more stable.
"Fang Ming, I bought everything you asked me to buy."
Dazhu put the bag on the ground, and what he took out was wine and food. It was a very sumptuous table of food. He had just gone to a hotel outside and asked the chef to get it.
There are five cooked dishes of pig, sheep, chicken, duck, and goose, plus two other side dishes, a total of seven dishes. In addition, there are two plates of fruit, three wine glasses, and six pairs of chopsticks.
"It's quite rich. Do you want to have a meal?" Hua Mingming swallowed and asked.
"Well, you can sit down."
Fang Ming smiled and looked at Hua Mingming, but Hua Mingming shook his head like a rattle, "I won't be fooled. Are you so kind as to invite me to dinner? You dig holes for me to jump into every time."
Hua Mingming has learned the lesson, that is, don't try to take advantage of Fang Ming. He will not sit down unless Dazhu sits down, because he knows that Fang Ming will not cheat Dazhu.
Hearing Hua Mingming's words, Fang Ming also smiled and didn't force it. He just poured wine into three wine glasses. Then, he took out a piece of red paper from somewhere and placed it on top of one of the wine glasses.
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Among the people at the scene, only Luo Jincheng saw Fang Ming's action, and his eyes flashed because he vaguely guessed something.
"Fang Ming, do you want to worship?"
Luo Jincheng spoke, and after hearing Luo Jincheng's words, Dazhu also thought about it. He felt that Fang Ming's behavior was a bit familiar. Isn't this the meal that everyone in the village used to prepare during festivals and festivals to worship their ancestors?
"It's not a worship service, it's just entertaining a guest."
Fang Ming smiled, lit a pair of red candles and placed them on the main seat of the table, where the wine glass with red paper was placed.
"I understand, you want to ask God!"
Seeing this, Luo Jincheng understood what Fang Ming really wanted to do, but precisely because he understood Fang Ming's purpose, he became even more confused.
Asking God is nothing!
When many people do good deeds, they will put out food to invite God, but this is more of a ritual. However, finding a gentleman to read scriptures and some blessings is all done.
The reason is very simple: the success rate of asking God is too low.
To put it bluntly, there are only a few gods. If every household can successfully invite the gods by placing sacrifices and reading scriptures, then these gods will be extremely busy.
Even Luo Jincheng himself was not sure that he could successfully invite the gods, especially in the form of this kind of ceremonial ceremony. If he used magic, it would still be possible. However, judging from Fang Ming's appearance, it seemed that he had no intention of using magic talismans.
"Qin Lei, sit here."
Fang Ming looked at Qin Lei and motioned for Qin Lei to sit down on the right side of the table, while he sat down opposite Qin Lei, leaving only two empty seats on the entire table.
As for the three of Luo Jincheng, they were called behind the screen by Fang Ming and could only watch from a distance.
Turning over the red paper on the wine glass, a line of words appeared on the other side: Your Majesty, Emperor Fengdu, please Caohua Shijie Yinsi.
If Luo Jincheng saw the words on the red paper, he would understand that what Fang Ming invited was not a god but a ghost.
Emperor Fengdu is the title of the supreme ruler of the underworld, and Caohua Ten Streets are the ten streets of the underworld. It is said that the residences of all the ghosts in the underworld are there.
There are ghosts and ghosts in the underworld. Ghosts are equivalent to civil servants in the underworld, and they live in a place separate from ordinary ghosts.
Fang Ming, what I want to invite is the Yin Messenger who governs the Yin Yang Book.
The red paper burned out of thin air, which startled Qin Lei, but when he thought that the person sitting opposite him was Fang Dashen, and his methods should not be viewed with ordinary people's eyes, he could accept it.
One minute, three minutes...
When a quarter of an hour passed, Fang Ming felt that the temperature of the food was already getting cold, and Fang Ming frowned.
"What's going on? Why is there no movement?"
Behind the screen, Hua Mingming couldn't help it anymore. He stood staring there for a quarter of an hour, and his feet were almost numb.
"It should be that the invitation to God failed." Luo Jincheng thought for a moment and replied.
Fang Ming picked up the wine glass in front of him, then motioned Qin Lei to follow his actions and raised the wine glass towards the direction of the main seat.
However, three minutes later, when Qin Lei's arms felt numb when he raised them, Fang Ming put down his wine glass and his face turned cold.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."
After whispering, Fang Ming poured the wine in the glass onto the ground, then stood up and returned to the desk.
On the desk, there are three red documents, which look like ancient memorials. In fact, if many people have seen Taoist priests doing things, they will find a very interesting place.
Many things of Taoist priests are very similar to those of ancient officials.
Taoist priests use ink pens to write, and ancient emperors also used ink pens to review memorials. In history, many emperors have granted themselves Taoist official positions. Take Song Huizong, for example, he directly appointed himself a Taoist leader.
Emperor Jun means Taoist leader.
It is precisely because of the joining of these officials that the Taoist culture gradually changed and began to become hierarchical, with many behavior styles being the same as those of the officials.
Of course, Fang Ming is not a Taoist priest, he does not need to wear Taoist robes, and the contents of his documents are also very simple.
The first document had a line on the cover: A letter of respect to the Great Emperor of the Four Directions about the encounters of Qin Lei, a native of Yang.
The content of the document is also very simple. It just writes down what happened to Qin Lei, and there is a place for fingerprints at the back.
Signaling Qin Lei to come over and press his fingerprints, Fang Ming directly threw the document into a brazier, and then the document burned. After the flames went out, a gust of wind blew and the paper ashes in the brazier dissipated.
After burning the first document, Fang Ming picked up the second document. The cover of this document read: The Emperor Fengdu is here to enforce the laws of the underworld and read them.
The second document was written by Fang Ming in his own voice, and the content was very simple, telling that he had become a victim of the Yin-Yang Book.
The second document was also thrown into the brazier and burned by Fang Ming. The difference was that after this document was burned, there was no paper ash. In addition to the previous document, after the two documents were burned,
The brazier was still empty.
"Is this going to be a lawsuit, where a good person sues a bad person?"
Luo Jincheng saw the words on the covers of Fang Ming's two documents, with a look of emotion on his face, because he did not expect that Fang Ming would dare to do such a bold and unbelievable thing.
He had never heard of such a thing before, and he didn't even dare to think about it.
"Complain? You mean Fang Ming is complaining? But who is he suing and to whom?" Hua Mingming looked confused and couldn't understand what Luo Jincheng said.
"The first document that Boss Fang burned was for the Sifang Emperors. The so-called Sifang Emperors are the four heavenly emperors who guard the four directions in the Yang world. It can be said that they are the guardians of the Yang world and also the ones in power. Fang Ming is referring to Qin Lei.
Tell these four what happened."
"As for the second document, it was burned to the Underworld Underworld. The content inside should be about the harm caused by the Yin-Yang Book."
Luo Jincheng guessed that he probably understood Fang Ming's plan.
First, complain to the gods and bosses in the world of the sun; second, complain to the underworld, but will this really have any effect?
Luo Jincheng would be suspicious because he didn't know much about the underworld. After all, the underworld was very mysterious. However, for Fang Ming, because of the records in the wizard's inheritance, his understanding of the underworld was far better than Luo Jincheng's.
Yes, Luo Jincheng guessed his plan correctly. He was indeed complaining, to the underworld and the earth respectively. To give a simple example, if a person is hurt abroad, then what he has to do is two things, one
The first step is to notify the local embassy and report the crime to the local police station.
The purpose of the first document was simple: to tell the emperors in the underworld that he and Qin Lei had been harmed by the Yin-Yang Book in the underworld, and hoped that the big bosses would come forward.
The second document was sent directly to the ghost office in the underworld. He told about the harm he suffered in the upper world because of your Yin and Yang book in the underworld. I hope you can deal with it. Finally, he mentioned it at the end of the article. He had already informed him about this matter.
I'm the boss of the world.
The underworld, like the earth, has a management organization, so Fang Ming is betting that the ghosts in the underworld will not dare to ignore his complaint.