Return to the soul

You Qingwei thought that Lu Wugui was afraid of relics, and subconsciously stood between Lu Wugui and Mo Qingzhe, only to notice that Lu Wugui's face was full of disgust.She remembered that Lu Wugui's bones burned out nine relics, most of which were much larger than Mo Qingzhe's relic, so she could comment more on Lu Wugui's reaction.

After Mo Qingzhe invited out the little golden figurine of the Buddha's relic, someone from the Mo family came forward with the incense table, put the incense burner on it, and offered the little golden figurine of the Buddha's relic on the incense table.After Mo Qingzhe made offerings with incense, he recited mantras and pinched formulas to bless them with mantra power.

You Qingwei knew that this was a means to subdue evil spirits and demons, and was worried that it would hinder Lu Wugui, so she carefully watched Lu Wugui's reaction, only to find that her family was eavesdropping intently, and still followed He muttered something, squinted over there, and quietly followed the mudra.She suspected that Lu Wugui was here to steal a teacher!

Mo Qingzhe yelled: "Imperial order!" The little golden man of Buddha's relic turned into a golden light and flew towards the wok.

At the same time, "Oops" sounded, followed by Lu Wugui shouted: "I said, why are you so familiar, this is the Daluo King Kong curse of that ghost monk!"

Mo Qingzhe didn't squint, and was not disturbed by the outside world at all. He made seals on his hands and read: "Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Formation, Column, Front, Line", one word, one seal, one word. As soon as he drank the words, his voice was calm and powerful like the sound of thunder, and his aura suddenly changed, as if a fierce wind enveloped his body, like a god who subdues demons and demons.

Suddenly there was a sound in the wok, there was even a faint sound of wind, and there seemed to be crying, and occasionally there was a crashing sound.

Mo Qingzhe made seals with his hands, exuding an inviolable power all over his body.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound similar to "squeak" in the broadcast and the sound of the microphone signal when the signal was mixed, which hurt people's eardrums and head, followed by a "buzz", and the whole wok was like It was a bell that sounded like it had been hit hard by a bell hammer.

You Qingwei keenly noticed that the light had dimmed, and the light was dim, as if the light source was covered by an invisible mist.

The wok trembled more and more, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on Mo Qingzhe's forehead.

After Chen Yu sent the wounded and upright Master Zheng out of the field, he turned around and faced the direction of the wok, his hands were like sword fingers, and he shouted: "Get up!" The two banners behind him suddenly stood up, and the banners The top of the wok is nailed to the ceiling, and the bottom extends until it reaches the wok's feet.As soon as he raised his hand, he drew out the peach-wood sword behind his back, and rushed towards the wok step by step, chanting quickly in his mouth: "Five Thunders, General Train, soaring to the sky and falling to the ground, galloping thunder and rushing to the clouds, the team is tens of thousands!" , Commanding the divine soldiers, raising the flag and summoning urgently, without stopping. Urgently, like a law!" Ling Kong stabbed at the wok with his sword.

As his sword stabbed out, it seemed that his movements drove the wind, and it seemed that the gods in the sky were really inspired by him and rushed towards him. Fabu seemed to be blown by the wind and seemed to have waves coming towards him. The wok rushed over.When the top of the fab rolled up and hit the wok's feet, the wok made another "buzz" sound that seemed to be a dull impact.

Next to it, on the second floor, an urgent voice suddenly sounded: "Slow down, lighten up, be careful of the wok, don't break it!"

You Qingwei, Lu Wugui, and the people in the seats in the hall looked towards the second floor, and saw an old man in his 60s or [-]s stood up excitedly and shouted at them, and there were a few people sitting beside him, who seemed to be from an archaeological team. .

Chen Yufa saw that the wok was vibrating violently, but he just made a tactic with his left hand and swung the sword with his right, manipulating the flag to press on the mouth of the wok.

Suddenly, two people ran out from the other side, took out the formation flag and the talisman rope, and began to form the formation around the wok.Those flags were taller than people, and the flagpoles were engraved with pictures of evil spirits. The flags were folded up, and only a little bit of embroidered heavy-colored patterns could be vaguely seen.

A temporary altar was erected at the far edge of the empty field. A thin and frail man about 28 years old stood on the altar. He held a triangular flag in his hand. With a wave of his hand, Make the flag unfold to reveal the flag surface.There is a large "Jiang" character written on the flag, and many densely packed small characters.He waved the ground command flag in his hand, and shouted together: "Let's fight!" One after another, the formation flags fluttered without wind, and they "whirled" as if they were waving in the wind in this hall with closed doors and windows.

As soon as the [-] flags with the map of the [-] levels of hell came out, the already dark hall suddenly became even darker!

The big flag seems to be specially made, and it seems to really lead to hell.As soon as the formation flag came out, there was a faint howling of ghosts and gods.The cry seemed to be right next to my ears, but when I listened intently, there was nothing.

Although You Qingwei has never met Jiang Yuxuan, she has heard about Jiang Yuxuan and the Jiang family's [-]-story hell formation.There are rumors that in the Jiang family's [-]-level hell formation, each formation flag leads to a level of hell, and the [-] formation flags just lead to the [-]th level of hell.

You Qingwei didn't believe that the Jiang family's [-]-story hell formation could pass through hell, but the ghost aura of the eighteen formation flags was indeed very heavy. She could vaguely see black energy surging on the formation flags without opening her dark eyes. Oozing.She took out a Yang Talisman from Lu Wugui's backpack and patted it on her body for protection, then continued to watch the show slowly, waving her folding fan.Lu Wugui next to her shouted: "You Qingwei, do we bring needles and thread?"

You Qingwei looked at Lu Wugui with a puzzled face, and asked, "What are we doing with needles and thread?"

Lu Wugui said, "I want needlework and yellow cloth."

You Qingwei looked back at Zuo Xiaoci, and shouted: "Little Ci."

When Zuo Xiaoci heard You Qingwei calling her, he thought it was something urgent, so he ran over quickly.

You Qingwei said: "Xiao Medai needs needles, thread and yellow cloth."

Zuo Xiaoci was stunned for a moment, and said angrily, "Where can I find sewing needles right now..." Before she finished speaking, she saw the folding fan in You Qingwei's hand pointing to the outside of the field, and she followed the direction pointed by You Qingwei's folding fan At a glance, Yan Tingyu was sitting there drinking tea, and beside him was an old man who was nearly eighty years old and had a good manner.Zuo Xiaoci said: "Wait!" He went to Yan Tingyu again.She saluted the old man first, and shouted, "Grandpa Yan is good."

Old Man Yan replied with a smile: "It's a little thorn. But what's the problem?"

Zuo Xiaoci smiled and said: "You are so wise! I admire you! We are short of needles, threads and yellow cloth, please help me."

Yan Tingyu smiled and asked, "Did you find the wrong person?"

Zuo Xiaoci grinned and remained silent.

Mr. Yan made a look at a young man standing beside him, and the young man nodded in response. Within a few minutes, he took out needles, thread, yellow cloth and scissors and delivered them on a tray.

Zuo Xiaoci clasped his fists and said, "Thank you!" He took the tray and sent it to Lu Wugui.She really has nothing to say about Road to Nowhere!Others are busy catching ghosts, and she needs needlework and yellow cloth here.

Lu Wugui took the tray and said to Zuo Xiaoci: "Thank you", looked around, and saw that there were only three people in Taoist robes sitting at the table closest to her.The old Taoist priest looks to be at least 90 or 60 years old, full of vigor, and seems to be able to live for many years; the other is younger, also [-] years old, and there is a little girl in a Taoist robe next to her, who looks much older than her a few steps.Her grandfather used to wear Taoist robes when he was in trouble, and she felt kind to the people wearing Taoist robes. With a smile on her lips, she leaned over and said, "Three fellow Taoists, borrow a table!"

Zuo Xiaoci was so startled that his mouth instantly opened into an "O" shape.

You Qingwei was stunned holding the folding fan.

The huge hall was instantly so quiet that one could hear a needle drop.

Xue Yuanqian's eyes stood up, he slapped the armrest of the sofa chair, and froze on the spot.

Lu Wugui felt that the surrounding atmosphere was a bit weird, she turned her head and looked around, and seeing everyone looking at her, she felt very strange, and asked the kind old Taoist priest next to her who looked about the same age as her grandfather: " Grandpa, what are they looking at?" Seeing that the old Taoist's beard was almost hanging down to her chest, she reached out her hand to touch it strangely, and found that it was real beard, and asked, "Your beard is so long, you don't mind beating dead monsters?" Does the beard get in the way?"

The old Taoist smiled "hehe" and said, "I don't fight corpses."

Lu Wugui thought about it, and said: "That's right, the corpses are all underground, you look so good, and you seldom go dark when you look at it." She remembered that she still had work to do, so she quickly brought the tea on the old table to the There was a big monk sitting at the table next door, and said to the big monk, "I put the tea for a few minutes." She moved all the tea over and spread the yellow cloth on the tea table. , and ran back to You Qingwei to bring his backpack, took out the adjusted talisman ink and talisman brush from the backpack, picked up the pen, and drew a talisman on the yellow cloth.She travels around with her pen, and completes a talisman in one go!When the talisman is completed, the brush and ink are condensed in the yellow cloth, the color is bright and dazzling, as if it is about to rush out of the talisman cloth at any time.

The old Taoist praised loudly: "Good talisman!"

When Lu Wugui was praised, she happily showed a bright smile, and said happily, "I have practiced for many years." She moved the yellow cloth with the symbols on it to the side, and put it on the table of the great monk next door. Bring the tea back and put it back in its original place, then sit cross-legged on the spot, find out the needle and thread and thread it, then pick up the yellow cloth with the talisman on it and sew it up.

The 60-year-old Taoist priest asked her: "Little friend, there is only Master Yimi at the next table, why don't you borrow his table?"

Lu Wugui glanced at the strong and strong Yamato with the big Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and said, "My grandfather used to be a Taoist priest, not a monk. I'm not familiar with monks." He continued to bury his head in sewing the yellow cloth in his hand.

Only then did You Qingwei come back to his senses, and hurried to the two Taoist priests and bowed with fists together: "Qingwei has met Daoist Jin Chen and Daoist Qingshan." Then he saluted to the great monk at the table next to him: "I have seen you Master Yimi", said: "Little dull..." Before she finished speaking, Lu Wugui asked her again: "You Qingwei, do you know them?" You Qingwei choked, she took a deep breath, Suppressing his nervousness, he said, "Little Bodhi, these two are Daoist Jinchen and Daoist Qingshan from Shangqing Palace. This master is Master Yimi from Bodhi Temple."

Lu Wugui said "Oh", looked up and the three of them said: "It's a pleasure to meet you", and then continued to sew her yellow cloth with her head down.

You Qingwei stared blankly at Lu Wugui, unable to hold back a word for a long time.

The little nun next to Daoist Jin Chen asked the way to nowhere: "What are you sewing?"

Without looking up, Lu Wu said, "Sewing a cloth bag." She picked up the half-sewed cloth bag and said, "Fold this piece of yellow cloth with symbols on it in half, and then sew the two sides together to make a cloth." bag."

The little nun asked again: "What is the use of sewing bags?"

Lu Wugui felt that the little Taoist nun's IQ was questionable, and said to himself, "Of course the bag is used to hold things!"

You Qingwei looked at Daoist Jinchen, Daoist Qingshan, and Master Yimi who were sitting cross-legged in front of the three super Buddhas sewing the talisman bag without returning, and really didn't know what to say.She felt that her little dull boy really didn't have the slightest awareness of being a ghost.She sighed secretly, apologized to Daoist Jinchen, Daoist Qingshan, and Master Yimi next to him, and then sat cross-legged next to Lu Wugui and asked, "Do you want me to sew another piece for you?" side?"

Lu Wugui said: "You can't sew." She held the needle and sewed quickly, and the bag was sewn within a few minutes.After biting off the thread, she dug out a rune rope from her backpack, took out a ghost-sealing talisman, wrapped the rune rope around the opening of the yellow talisman bag, tied it into a slipknot, and said, "Okay." Put the needle, thread and tray together She handed it to Zuo Xiaoci and said, "I've used it up, so I can return it." She looked at the wok again, then at the great monk next to her, ran over and said, "Great monk, you only have one People can’t sit on so many chairs, so I’ll borrow one.” Carrying a single sofa chair to the side of the wok, she placed the sofa chair against the wok, climbed onto the sofa chair by herself, found that it was not high enough, and stood on the sofa again. On the armrest, I found that it was still short, so I stood on the back of the chair again.With the sofa chair feet, the mouth of the wok suddenly reached the height of her chest.