Heavenly Master raises ghosts daily

Ever since he had a nightmare, Lu Changsheng didn't sleep well for the next two days. He would wake up from the nightmare every night, and then start a new day with the faint light.

Back in City A, his work and rest schedule was even more "healthy" than in school before, after all, he saw City A at four o'clock in the morning.

On the other side, Lu Changsheng lost sleep because of the nightmare, so he got up early and continued to clean up the shop, taking out the things that were put in the boxes before and putting them in order.

I don't know what I'm going to do in a short time, so it's better to change the Kanyu shop back to the way my grandfather was before, and save those things from getting dusty in the shadows.

In the morning to pack things, Lu Changsheng was in the shop in the afternoon, spread rice paper on the pear wood carving table, and then put rice paper without curse marks on the rice paper. The pen, ink and inkstone were arranged neatly. .

Lu Changsheng was sitting behind the table with his back straight and his pen dangling from his wrist. On his left hand was the "Complete Annotation to the Encyclopedia of Spells" which he found in the warehouse. What's more, the spells needed in the spiritism that Lu Changsheng saw before can all be found in this book.

Take the two photos you need with your phone and save them.Lu Changsheng counted the time, and there was plenty of time, so he could still take his time.

Just looking down at the title page of the spell book, Lu Changsheng was taken aback for a moment. On the first line of the title page, it was written neatly in small letters: There are clouds in the Taoist sect, and no talismans are drawn on the fifteenth of each month.

"If you don't draw a talisman on the fifteenth of each month, your life will be lost." Looking at the words on the title page, Lu Changsheng said silently while reading.The second half of the sentence was not in the book, and he spoke it very fluently as if he was catching up.

As for how Lu Changsheng knew...he attributed all this to what he heard from his grandfather when he was a child.

In this way, he only had to draw the spell on the [-]th day, and used it directly on the [-]th day. The time became a little tighter, but it was not a big problem. Thinking this way, Lu Changsheng turned to the page he needed and lowered his head to observe carefully.

When he was young, he was by his grandfather's side. Lu Changsheng often saw Grandpa Lu sitting here holding a brush and drawing. Children at that age are full of curiosity about everything and want to get involved in everything. To disturb Lu Changsheng, he could only give him a piece of blank paper and a pen, and set aside a side of the table for Lu Changsheng to write and play by himself.

Lu Changsheng wrote by himself, and Grandpa Lu would give him some pointers. After a long time, Lu Changsheng could also write beautiful calligraphy.

However, drawing spells is quite different from writing. The nine-curved brush movement requires not only a strong pen grip, but also a strong concentration of the drawer. Lu Changsheng is a mortal who has never learned Taoism. Can he do it once? It is not yet known how to finish drawing a talisman.

There are many mysteries in this matter of metaphysics.Not only is there a time limit for drawing talismans, but the method of drawing talismans is also strict. The talisman must be completed in one stroke from beginning to end, otherwise what will be drawn will only be useless waste paper; at the same time, the talismans drawn with ink pens and the talismans drawn with cinnabar are also very powerful. Different.

With his back straightened a bit, Lu Changsheng carefully watched the direction of the lines of the spell on the page. He looked serious, as if he wanted to firmly imprint the lines in his mind. He didn't start drawing on the paper, but It is first to trace and practice the brush on the blank space of the rice paper.

During the practice, Lu Changsheng's expression was also very serious, as if he was facing a big enemy, but drawing symbols seemed to be much easier than he thought, except that at the beginning, because he didn't use the brush for a long time, the writing was a little limp, and later he got used to the soft brush, The spells drawn every time are no different from those printed in the book.

After practicing a piece of talisman paper, Lu Changsheng shook his wrist. Maybe he was too serious, and after only five or six strokes, his hands couldn't take it anymore.

When Lu Changsheng put down his pen and looked up, he was taken aback for a moment. The shop door was half open, and he could see the sky outside the window, and the sun had already set outside the house.

Reaching out for the phone and turning on the screen, the time displayed on it was 18:33, four hours had passed since Lu Changsheng sat in his seat and started contacting.

"Your talisman is not for attracting ghosts, but for taking time?" Lu Changsheng chuckled lightly as he tapped the snake-shaped pattern on the rice paper with his finger.

He originally planned to practice for a while today, and then look through the spell book to find out if there is a spell to drive away nightmares.

Now it seems that he doesn't have much time to waste. In order to go to bed on time, he can only temporarily cancel the reading activity before going to bed every day.

By the time Lu Changsheng found the "Suppressing Nightmare Curse" from the spell book and finished practicing, and wrote two pieces of talisman paper with cinnabar, it was past nine o'clock in the evening.

After sitting on the wooden bench for nearly half a day, Lu Changsheng's waist and shoulders were sore and unbearable. After stretching, he closed the store door, and Lu Changsheng walked to the room with the talisman paper he had drawn.

One piece of talisman paper was placed on the head of the bed, and the other was pressed under the slippers.

He has never done such a thing before, and Lu Changsheng is not sure whether these two talisman papers will work, but if a dead horse is a living horse doctor, if it is really useful, maybe the psychic talisman paper he drew later will also be useful .

With positive thoughts in mind, Lu Changsheng turned off the lights in the room, lay flat on the bed and closed his eyes.

Outside the house, unknown birds hid in the branches of the trees, chirping softly in response to the dark sky. The sky was a little cloudy, and the dark clouds brought by the wind vaguely covered the unfulfilled moon, and the sky became darker.

After waking up, Lu Changsheng didn't open his eyes at four o'clock in the morning, but it was only delayed for an hour.

The talisman is not very useful, but the scene in the nightmare is not so clear, but the emptiness in my heart and the coolness on my back are still hard to ignore.

Sitting up with his forehead propped up, Lu Changsheng bent down to take out the talisman paper that had been pressed on the sole of his shoe before. I don't know if it was his illusion, but the red cinnabar on the talisman paper seemed to have dimmed a little.

Having not slept well for several days in a row, Lu Changsheng's spirit cannot be said to be very good. He cannot sleep at night, so he can only take a nap during the day. Although the time is not long, it is useful anyway.

The talisman paper was drawn before the early morning of the fifteenth day. Although only one of each of the two types of talisman paper was needed, Lu Changsheng still drew three copies just in case.

Now is the time to wait.

Childhood Yin Qi is too heavy to be suitable for psychic channeling, and it is easy to attract other unclean things.The book says that the best time is when day and night meet.

Lu Changsheng looked at his phone and decided not to sleep tonight, waiting for Yinshi, which is around three in the morning, to have a psychic at the mouth of the well.

This is the first time that Lu Changsheng has prepared a lot of things. Apart from the necessary candles and charms, he is afraid that he will forget the spells, so he writes the spells on a piece of paper and holds them in the palm of his hand.

The spare spells were placed on the table beside him, and he took out two used ones and pressed them under the white candle next to the mouth of the well. Before the candle was lit, Lu Changsheng put the note in his palm and clenched it tightly. The mahogany sword pulled out from above.

Turn on the flashlight on the phone, and Lu Changsheng just watched the hands of the watch move little by little. The midsummer night was very hot, and Lu Changsheng's back was wet with sweat after standing outside the house for a short time.

And tonight, he didn't know whether it was the nap at noon that worked, or the excitement that made him excited. In the early morning and late at night, Lu Changsheng not only did not have any sense of sleepiness, but was extraordinarily uplifted.

From 5 minutes to three o'clock, Lu Changsheng put the wooden sword on the table, picked up the match and lit the candle. After lighting the candle, he bent his waist slightly, and the talisman paper under the candle was also lit.

When the flames were burning, Lu Changsheng held the mahogany sword in his hand, pointed the sword tip at the mouth of the well, and at the same time said quickly: "There is no energy in the Taihang, and the vow is in the body. The five elements are square inches, and the soul is extradited... Taishang Laojun is in a hurry Like a law."

The cheat sheet typed in his hand must be useless, and he kept spelling, Lu Changsheng finished speaking in one breath, and the moment the words "quickly like a law" fell, the originally hot day suddenly changed, and the air became cool , and the wind is blowing around.

The leaves on the treetops swayed with the wind, and the candle flames also swayed. A green leaf swayed to the ground, just landed on the candle, and was instantly ignited and burned.

Due to the sudden coldness of the air, the blaze of the fire, fine smoke and dust followed the light upwards, and the hazy mist covered the mouth of the well, Lu Changsheng couldn't see clearly. Covered with a layer of gauze.

As the temperature dropped inch by inch, the leaves on the branches were covered with frost, and the tip of the sword was also stained with frost cypress. The temperature cooled and the movement remained unchanged, making it difficult for Lu Changsheng to move his hand for a while.

I don't know how long it took, the smoke slowly dissipated, the frost subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the candle at the well head was half burned, and the fire became weaker and weaker, from the size of a fingernail to a weak fluorescent light, and finally went out.

The moment the fire disappeared, Lu Changsheng finally saw the scene in front of him clearly.

There is no longer a lonely well in front of him, but there is a person. At first, his eyes are slightly lowered. Lu Changsheng can only see the black robes that the person is wearing. Feel a little weird.

His grandfather went underground, dressed so tall?Do you uniformly wear robes underground?

Frowning slightly, Lu Changsheng's gaze moved up, and the more he looked up, the more obvious something was wrong in his heart. The "person" in front of him was less and less similar to his grandfather.

When he saw the other person's face, Lu Changsheng's eyes sharpened sharply, his lips were pursed, and in front of him was a strange young face, even if Grandpa Lu returned to his old age, he would never look like this.

Grandpa would not have been so good-looking.

Lost for a moment, it is undeniable that Lu Changsheng was amazed by that face.

But soon, he realized that this "person" was found by himself through spiritism, and the one summoned by spiritism could only be a ghost.

As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, Lu Changsheng's expression became more serious. He lifted the mahogany sword upwards and aimed the sword directly at the neck of the "person" in front of him.

If this ghost had any bad thoughts, Lu Changsheng would never be able to beat him.

Feeling a little guilty, Lu Changsheng sternly asked, "Who are you?"

Hearing Lu Changsheng's words, the ghost in front of him didn't transform into a fierce ghost and do something to seize the house. Instead, he laughed lightly, raised his finger against the tip of the sword without fear, and asked, "Little friend, this is your sword." Hospitality?"