Ah Huang lit the talisman paper with Li Yiran's birthday written on it and burned it to ashes. Using the seals made with his fingers as a guide, the talisman paper dust spread into a circle, enclosing himself and the incense table. Finally, he lit the talisman.
Three incense candles, inserted in the incense burner...
Ah Huang was wearing a Taoist robe, with a solemn expression, waving the mahogany sword in his hand, and walking along the path of a Taoist gate and a cloth gang.
"Now Huang Lengshuo, a disciple of Longhu Mountain, in the name of Master Zhang, please come back!"
"The soul is back!!!"
"The soul is back!!!"
His voice was high and resonant, with a mysterious aura and vibrato.
Fu Yang and Mr. Xiong were both unusually serious and looked at him with nervous eyes.
Mr. Xiong, the fat cat, clenched his two furry little paws and made a fist-clenching gesture that is very popular on the Internet: "Come on, Mr. Huang! This soul-calling kung fu looks simple, but it actually tests your skill."
The soul returns...
The spells were shouted one after another, and there seemed to be a kind of magical fluctuation in the surrounding void. The ashes of the talisman paper with Li Yiran's birthday written on it flew up, like little gray butterflies.
This eerie women's restroom seems a little more ethereal out of thin air.
"Why haven't you come back yet?"
Fu Yang frowned, looking at Ah Huang's figure in Taoist robes stepping on a cloth to cast spells near the incense table, and felt a little bad in his heart.
It stands to reason that if Li Yiran's soul was lost here, then with Ah Huang's magic power, he should be able to quickly spread throughout the women's toilets and recruit her back.
But it’s been a minute! Ah Huang’s steps were staggering a little.
"Could it be that Li Yiran's soul was not scared away, but was taken away by some ghost? That would be more troublesome."
Fu Yang pinched his chin, frowning and thinking.
The fat cat Mr. Xiong also followed the same example. He wanted to use his little paws to pinch his chin, but unfortunately his face was too round and fat, and he had no chin at all, so he had to give up...
Pfft, pfft, pfft!
Three soft beeps in a row.
In the incense burner on the incense table in front of Ah Huang, the three incense candles went out automatically one after another. The small incense table finally clicked and broke into two halves. The ashes of the incense burner were scattered all over the yellow cloth underneath...
Fu Yang's expression changed.
This is a failure of spiritual evocation!
This means that either Li Yiran's soul has been completely annihilated and disappeared between heaven and earth; or there is a very powerful demon and ghost that has imprisoned her soul.
In this case, it's clear that the latter is more likely...
Ah Huang was dejected and his face was ashen. Looking at the messy incense table, his lips were trembling, but he didn't know what to say. He was obviously very shocked.
"How is it possible? How could this happen! Is it true that Yiran's soul cannot be found?"
Ah Huang felt frustrated and helpless in his heart.
The girl who was quiet, gentle, and seemed to have nothing to do with the world appeared in front of his eyes. She looked at him with a smile and asked him if he wanted to play with Mr. Xiong because he liked fat cats...
Although he knew that even if he lacked this soul, with his current magic power and future development potential, Li Yiran could barely survive past the age of forty. But in the end, he was lacking a soul and was regretful in every aspect.
At this time, Ah Huang felt a warm hand on his shoulder. Fu Yang's voice came from behind.
"Don't worry, Ah Huang, Fat Cat and I will help you."
At the same time, there was a furry paw that also grabbed Ah Huang's trouser leg. Originally, Mr. Xiong wanted to imitate Fu Yang and pat him on the shoulder, but he was too short, so he could only grab his trouser leg.
"Young man Huang, don't be depressed, Mr. Xiong, I am proficient in the art of fortune-telling! From the looks of your careful sweetheart before, it doesn't look like he is short-lived. He should live a long life, and things may turn around."
"Yes! Just now, when I was pushed out by you to work as a living Lei Feng to help people repair cars, that guy was indeed a ghost! I have a back-up plan. Just follow the marks I left and find the Thousand Corpses Square
Where ghosts gather in the garage, there might be hope."
What?!
This sentence instantly ignited Ah Huang's fire of hope.
He turned around and grabbed Fu Yang's hand.
"I rely on you, little Yoko! You are too reliable. Then let's go find her quickly."
So Fu Yang cast a spell, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the curse mark that had just been left on the ghost in the peaked hat.
Ah Huang looked at him expectantly...
Got it!!!
"I feel the presence of that guy. And... there are many ghosts around it. One of them is very big and very strong. I'm afraid it's what you call a ghost. It's very possible that a ghost has formed on its own in the Thousand Corpses Square.
A place similar to a small ghost nest.”
Fu Yang's voice was a little serious.
Ghost nest. As the name suggests, it is the lair of ghosts.
Generally speaking, it is relatively rare.
After all, there are so many dead people in this world, and it is impossible for every one of them to become a ghost stranded in the human world. Ninety-nine point nine percent will still go to the underworld and be reincarnated.
Unless it is a place where there is great injustice, great misery, and a large number of corpses.
For example, places such as mass graves and mass graves can easily form ghost nests.
The forest farm area of Jiangcheng University was a ghost nest as early as the Republic of China, causing panic among nearby residents. Later, under the guidance of traveling experts, the Jiangcheng National Government built a forest farm and an artificial lake to suppress it...
Not enough. It seems now that Fu Yang and others are skeptical about whether the so-called wandering master is a good person. Because according to Feng Shu's description of the underground structure and shape of the entire forest field, it does not look like he is suppressing mass graves.
and mass graves, it seems like they are taking advantage of them!!!
As for why this "Thousand Corpses Square" formed a small ghost nest.
Probably because of the fire in the shopping mall at that time, the people here died miserably, and there were actually some who were crowded together and burned into piles of flesh and turned into corpses...
It is conceivable that the proportion of these guys who were burned alive by the fire and turned into ghosts should be quite high!
That's why such a small ghost nest appeared.
Fu Yang thought for a while and said: "Since Yiran's soul is here this time, let's kill this small ghost nest! Otherwise, it will not be a good thing to continue to bring trouble to others."
"What are you going to kill...I think I'll let you eat them! Anyway, as long as they are spirit-type ghosts, I'll let you eat them all, eat them all! Meow, meow."
Mr. Xiong deliberately wanted to be more ferocious, and even made a posture like howling like a wild wolf. Unfortunately, in the end he could only make cat sounds, which looked very cute.
Ah Huang, who was feeling a little depressed, also laughed.
So, Ah Huang and Master Xiong followed Fu Yang, and with the help of the talisman mark he left, they headed towards the small ghost nest...