The Terror of the Heavens Begins with Gu

Chapter 20 Raising Ghosts
The reason why the "flying descent" in black magic chooses a ghost as the tool for the spell is because the ghost is young and easy to control.

It takes 49 days to complete all the rituals to raise a ghost boy. In addition to chanting spells, most of the time is spent using small toys and other things to cultivate the relationship with the ghost boy.

If the ghost is too scary and difficult to control, the sorcerer will give up using the ghost as a tool to cast spells, otherwise he will definitely be retaliated against.

If the sorcerer chooses a resentful and evil ghost as his tool for descent, the consequences can be imagined. I am afraid that the evil ghost will kill the sorcerer as soon as it is born.

What Li Zhen is going to do now is different from the traditional way of raising ghosts.

He just wanted to use the resentment in the two corpses to give birth to two murderous ghosts.

There is no need to forcibly control or appease evil spirits.

As long as you use black magic to point out the object of the evil ghosts' hatred when they are just born and their resentment is the strongest, they will naturally go to find that person instead of first causing trouble for Li Zhen, who has no grudge against them.

What's more, even if they wanted to cause trouble, Li Zhen had a way to deal with them.

After all, this was something that Li Zhen created using black magic.

The two bodies had been buried for less than seven days, and the resentment had not dissipated, making them perfect for giving birth to evil spirits.

In the past, when Li Zhen watched horror movies, he often had doubts. Those evil ghosts had a lot of resentment. Could it be that the ordinary people who were killed by the evil ghosts also had a lot of resentment?

Why don't they turn into ghosts and seek revenge?

What Li Zhen is doing now is creating an opportunity for the two victims to take revenge.

After checking the tools he brought with him, Li Zhen adjusted his state and officially began the unique "raising a ghost" ceremony.

Black magic cannot be performed without sacrifices.

The offerings this time were only betel nuts and flowers.

Li Zhen placed both offerings in front of the corpse.

There should have been candy and some sweets.

But the person he had to deal with now was not a little ghost, so Li Zhen did not prepare those things.

Afterwards, Li Zhen lit three white candles in front of the offerings.

The candlelight was very weak and could only illuminate a small area next to the offering.

After the candle was lit, the surroundings were not illuminated, but became even darker.

It seemed that only the small area covered by candlelight was the human world, while the darkness outside became an unknown and dangerous area.

The sense of being watched and threatened in the darkness was enough to make anyone's scalp tingle, but Li Zhen's expression did not change at all.

Under the flickering candlelight, Li Zhen picked up two red strings with his right hand without shaking, tied one end to the toes of the corpse, and the other end to two cross-shaped figures made of broken disposable wooden chopsticks.

After doing all this, Li Zhen, who was still panting, stopped and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

As his health deteriorated, his physical strength also became weaker and weaker, and he would break out in a sweat with the slightest movement.

After a short rest, Li Zhen continued with the next ceremony.

He placed the red-eyed bat on top of the sacrificial flowers.

Then take out two small cups of prepared chicken blood and add corpse fluid from different sources into them.

Finally, Li Zhen, with a serious expression, sat cross-legged on the ground and poured the mixed liquid onto the red rope bit by bit.

"...Red ropes bind the souls, ghosts obey orders, blood and food are the guides, mi mi om om, recruiting Huang Zhiguang and Gao Han..."

Meditating on the six-armed bat-faced evil god in his mind, Li Zhen chanted the spell in a special rhythm.

His voice was not unpleasant, but after adding the rhythm, what he recited became strange and harsh.

After the spell was recited three times, the red-eyed bat suddenly made a "squeak" sound, and its red eyes flashed with a captivating and strange red light.

The red line connecting the corpse and the cross figure also became brighter.

Drops of turbid liquid mixed with bright red dripped from the red rope, and the red rope suddenly sank as if something was pressing on it.

A gust of cold wind arose out of nowhere, making the woods rustle.

"Very successful..."

Li Zhen looked up and then looked at the red rope.

The resentment is indeed strong enough...

Outside the dense forest, the fat boy who was hiding under the bushes and watching for the way forward shivered again, previously because of fear, but this time because of the cold.

The chilly wind from behind chilled him all over. "This is weird, like being in a cold storage..."

Fatty looked back in fear, then looked ahead.

There are great risks in digging graves in a cemetery.

If the night patrol guards caught us, it would be difficult to deal with the matter.

Fortunately, this kind of thing hasn't happened here for many years, so the guards here are very lax.

The whole night passed and no one came here to take a look.

Maybe someone watched from a distance and didn't find anything unusual so they didn't come to inspect.

At daybreak, the ever-fearful Fatty was startled by the faint crowing of a rooster. He quickly turned around and shouted in a low voice, "Master, the rooster is crowing! It's almost dawn!"

There is no echo in the dense forest.

Fatty became even more nervous: "Someone will come here at dawn, and then we will be in big trouble."

He listened for a while, but there was still no answer.

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Fatty was shocked and got up from the ground, pinching his nose to see what was happening over there.

At this time, Li Zhen's hoarse voice came from inside: "Call your colleague Zhang and ask him what his wife's name is and when she was born."

Hearing this, Fatty was surprised and said, "Why are you asking for his wife's information? What does this have to do with his wife?"

"The evil spirit is in his wife."

"How do you know?" Fatty was surprised again, "How could it be on his wife?"

Li Zhen did not answer.

Fatty swallowed and asked cautiously, "Will it hurt his wife?"

Li Zhen's tired voice echoed again from the dense forest: "If the evil ghost is not eliminated, his wife will become a monster that is neither human nor ghost."

"His wife is a pregnant woman and very fragile." Fatty looked hesitant.

"We'll be going to her soon, and I'll make sure she's safe."

Fatty stood up and said, "Master, wait for me. There's a public phone outside. I'll go make a call right now. My colleague must be at the company right now."

He ran out of the cemetery in one breath, climbed over the fence, ran to a telephone booth a few hundred meters away, and panted as he put in a coin and dialed the number.

Although this place is remote, it has a special location and many people come here every day, so a public telephone is set up for the convenience of those in need.

The phone rang for a long time and finally got through.

Fatty could tell from the voice that the person answering the phone was not Zhang Jinqiang, but another colleague.

"Hello, Xiao Ding, I'm looking for Aqiang. Is Aqiang here?"

"Fatty? Why are you calling so early..."

"I'm looking for Aqiang, please help me call Aqiang over!"

"Wait!"

There was a shout from the other side.

Soon, the microphone over there was picked up by another person.

A vague voice came over: "Hello, Fatty?"

Fatty didn't waste any time and said directly, "Aqiang, what's your wife's full name? When is her date of birth?"

Zhang Jinqiang's voice on the other end became clearer: "Why do you want my wife's name and date of birth?"

Fatty glanced at the dim sky and said anxiously, "Hurry up, pretty boy, it's almost dawn. If you're late, it'll be all over. Would I hurt you again? I'm definitely asking for this for your own good."

Zhang Jinqiang hesitated for a moment and said, "My wife's name is Zhang Xiaolan, born in..."

"Which chapter is it?"

"The upper and lower levels are early."

After hastily writing down his name and date of birth, Fatty hung up the phone and ran away.

(End of this chapter)