"Master, Awei and the security team have searched the surrounding hills and found nothing."
"Master, the servants of the Ren family have also searched, but there are no clues."
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai ran in one after another, bringing the same news without any clues.
Uncle Ying was wearing a yellow robe and Taoist robe, sitting in front of the portrait of the founder with three sticks of incense burning. He nodded imperceptibly and said: "Get up the altar..."
"Yes, Master!" Wencai and Qiu Sheng received the order and walked out carrying the altar table and magical instruments.
The offering table was placed outside the courtyard, with a lotus lantern in the middle and two red candles on both sides.
Bronze bells, flags, cinnabar, yellow talismans, peach wood swords, scarecrows, and ghost paper, seven kinds of magical instruments are lined up.
Wencai and Qiu Sheng stood quietly around the altar table, like two guardian gods, watching Uncle Ying walk out of the living room.
"As the saying goes, blood dissolves in water. The blood and affection between relatives can be reflected in many places. The blood of Mr. Ren's fingertips is placed in the lotus lamp. Through this drop of blood, I can find the location of the old man's bones. So, the following method
You have to study hard and study hard. When you become a master, this will be your way to win over others."
Uncle Ying walked away as he spoke, stood in front of the altar, straightened his clothes, and suddenly asked strangely: "Have you seen Wang Xu?"
"Brother Wang, I didn't see it. He left me in the afternoon and said he wanted to walk around the town." Wen Cai replied. Uncle Ying nodded slightly after hearing this and didn't care too much.
After all, Wang Xu is his junior brother's friend. He is here just for fun and there is no need to report everything to him.
Uncle Ying himself is not blind. He can tell from Wang Xu's hands that the opponent has outstanding horizontal kung fu and there is no need to worry about his safety.
"Forget it, leave him alone, look at my gestures, I'm going to do it." Uncle Ying picked up a yellow talisman, touched the cinnabar with his pen, and started writing quickly.
A yellow talisman was completed in one second, and the entire movement was completed in one go, making Wencai and Qiu Sheng's eyes widen.
Uncle Ying slapped the altar table, and the palm-sized scarecrow immediately flew to his left hand.
Without looking at it, Uncle Ying pressed the scarecrow on the altar table with his left hand, picked up the yellow talisman with his right hand, and slapped it on the back of the scarecrow.
"Pluto is in charge, and the little ghost will lead the way!" Uncle Ying picked up the mahogany sword and pointed at the scarecrow.
call!!
The yellow talisman attached to the back of the scarecrow, like a cloak, ignites without fire as the incantation sounds.
At the same time, the scarecrow, which was lying motionless, also stood up in the flames of the yellow talisman.
"I am the guide ghost, what do you want from me?" The scarecrow, which has a nose and eyes, asked Uncle Ying.
Uncle Ying signaled his apprentice to be silent, stuffed a stack of paper into the scarecrow, and said, "There is a drop of blood in the lotus lamp. I would like you to show me the way to find the bones of the father of the owner of this drop of blood."
"Looking for someone, this is a troublesome thing, this money is not enough!" The scarecrow lay on the table, took the paper over and counted it, and said: "I want three baskets of such paper, they must be full.
, you can’t pretend to be dissatisfied.”
"How much do you want?" What Uncle Ying gave was not ordinary Mingzhi, but Mingzhi that had been supported by Taoists, which is also commonly known as donation money.
These offering money contain Taoist incense. In addition to taking the money, little ghosts can also absorb the incense on it, which is of great benefit to ghosts.
"Three baskets, if you promise, I will help you find them. If you don't agree, forget it. You can think about it yourself." The guide ghost sat on the paper, looking like he was not afraid that you would not agree.
Uncle Ying shook his head slightly and negotiated as if he were buying groceries: "One basket of ghost paper, two baskets of ingots, and a hundred candles for you. I won't give you any more."
"Yuanbao is no good. There are so many ingots down there that they have depreciated in value. Last time I went to a restaurant, I ate twenty ingots in one go. I wasn't even full. What you gave me was too little! Let's do this. Burn it.
I'll give you two baskets of paper, burn a hundred candles, and a couple of golden boys and girls, and I'll agree to help you." The Scarecrow didn't want the ingot, so he bargained with Uncle Ying.
Uncle Ying shook his head helplessly, pushed the lotus lantern in front of the scarecrow, and said, "I'm afraid of you, so let's do this."
"Come on, remember to call me next time if something happens!" After saying this, the scarecrow climbed onto the lotus lantern on both hands and feet and stood in the middle like a wick.
The next second, blue flames burned on the top of the scarecrow's head, and the smoke condensed like a mirage, showing another picture in front of Uncle Ying.
"Hey!" Uncle Ying frowned after taking a look at the screen.
In sight, it should look like a cave, with a coffin placed in the middle, and a bald Taoist priest wearing a blue robe, concluding the ceremony not far away.
Seeing this scene, Uncle Ying's face turned ugly, and he said to the two apprentices who didn't know what was going on: "Oh no, the one who took away the old master's body was one of our own. Judging from the way he was dressed, he should be someone from the Laoshan Corpse Refining Sect."
Disciples from Maoshan wear apricot robes, disciples from Laoshan wear aqua robes, and disciples from Longhushan wear maroon robes.
Different factions have their own distinctions. Seeing the clothes of the bald Taoist priest, Uncle Ying knew who he was.
"Who!" The bald Taoist priest was Master Qian. After feeling someone peering at him, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked around.
There was nothing around and everything was calm, as if nothing happened.
Qian Tianshi scratched his head in confusion and looked at the three sticks of incense lit in front of him. He found that the incense smoke was not floating directly upwards, but seemed to encounter some obstacles. It spread to both sides first and then upwards.
Walk.
"Which Taoist brother is here?" Qian Tianshi looked at the smell of incense and suddenly spoke after a moment of silence.
On the other side, Uncle Ying, who was standing in front of the lotus lantern, had a more solemn look in his eyes, and he held a spell in his hand: "Position!"
"Hoo!" Following the word "position", the three sticks of incense in front of Tianshi Qian suddenly burned several times faster.
Seeing this change, Tianshi Qian's expression changed drastically, he grabbed a handful of incense ashes and sprinkled them out.
boom!!
After the incense ashes met the three sticks of incense, there was a roar.
Visible to the naked eye, the rising smoke formed the appearance of Uncle Ying, as if the two people were facing each other.
"Damn it, he's trying to determine my position!" Seeing the magic weapon in Uncle Ying's hand, Qian Tianshi looked furious and quickly grabbed his magic weapon, a leather drum with a sense of age.
Dong dong dong...
Tianshi Qian was playing drums, dancing, and chanting words.
With the sound of drums and command incantations, the scene in front of Uncle Ying suddenly blurred, and with a "click", the lotus lantern actually looked like it was about to split.
"Master, what happened?" Looking at the cracks on the lotus lantern, Wencai and Qiu Sheng were shocked.
Uncle Ying waved his hand, with a slight smile on his lips, and said: "It's okay, it's the Taoist brother over there who wants to fight with me. Okay, I'll see what he's capable of!"
After saying this, Uncle Ying inserted two candles on the left and right sides of the lotus lantern, and the candles burned automatically with the touch of his finger. The blurry picture instantly became much clearer.
After doing all this, Uncle Ying didn't give up. He picked up the pen and drew the talisman again, and whispered: "I have been out of the profession for so many years, and I have not lost a fight. I want to see what skills you have."
"Curse order, the Lord in the sky is as urgent as the law. Please ask the divine fire from all directions to help me!"
Uncle Ying held the burning talisman and blew lightly on the yellow talisman, just like blowing away smoke.
In an instant, sparks scattered into the lotus lantern and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
But this understated scene was a different scene in the cave where Qian Tianshi was.