Bend a little Buddha lotus

As a ghost hunter, Xin Wei didn't know what the light on the forehead of the owner of the tomb was.

"How could the soul of the tomb owner be trapped in the body?"

Shouldn't it be time to go to the Paradise of Paradise?

Even if you don't enter the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, you should be reincarnated.

Yan Luo reached into his bosom, took out an empty porcelain bottle that he carried with him, tapped his right hand, and the soul trapped between the eyebrows came out, and following Yan Luo's guidance, it was put into the porcelain bottle.

While putting the porcelain vase back into his arms, he explained to Xin Wei: "Not all sacrifices for the dead can be successful, and most of them still depend on luck. If luck is bad, let alone disappear, the soul will be trapped in the original body, and even survive. You can't ask for death."

"So the owner of the tomb failed in the sacrifice, and his soul was trapped in the primordial spirit. And the two sacrifices couldn't be reincarnated because of him?"

"Yes." Yan Luo nodded, and said, "No, the owner of the tomb will also be taken to the Palace of Hell today, and he will be sentenced to eternal life."

Xin Wei was very satisfied with Yan Luo's actions, "Such a villain who has done so many evils should indeed be sentenced to eternal life." He turned to Luo Hong and Director Cheng who were standing not far away and said, "Please go out first, this time Outsiders are not allowed to observe the matter of extracting blood essence."

Both Luo Hong and Director Cheng knew that the ghost catcher didn't like outsiders to disturb him when he was doing his tricks, so he turned around and opened the door wisely, and was about to walk out of the mortuary.

"Please wait a moment, both of you." Before they walked out of the door, Yan Luo stopped them and said, "Can you help me to buy one hundred and eight red candles? There are fragrant rice and a live chicken .”

"of course can."

Luo Hong and Director Cheng withdrew, leaving only Xin Wei and Yan Luo in the corpse room, and the owner of the tomb lying on the side.

"Brother Yan, the owner of the tomb has not turned into bones, so I can do it alone."

Yan Luo waved his hand and said, "It's okay, since I'm here, I'll leave this matter to me, and you can help me."

"……OK then."

……

Before long, two errand runners, Luo Hong and Director Cheng, walked in with large and small bags.Luo Hong, who was following curator Cheng, was holding a rooster that was crowing "cuckoo...", perhaps because it was hung upside down to make it feel that it had lost face in the poultry world, and the two pairs of wings kept moving flapping.

Xin Wei stepped forward to take the red candle and fragrant rice from Director Cheng, "Thank you, just throw the chicken on the ground."

Then he took out [-] cash from his wallet and handed it to Director Cheng, "Please go out and wait."

When curator Cheng saw the big bills handed over by the other party, he quickly waved his hands and said, "How can I ask Master for your money?"

Xin Wei stuffed [-] yuan into Director Cheng's hand and said, "You don't get paid for nothing, so take it, Director Cheng."

Seeing that the other party was not pretending, Director Cheng thanked him and happily collected the money.Then, very consciously, he and Luo Hong left the corpse room.

The rooster on the ground is lying on the ground, and its feet have been tied together by a red rope.It is no longer as noisy as it was at the beginning, with a leisurely look, completely unaware that death is close at hand.

Xin Wei and Yan Luo surrounded the owner of the tomb with one hundred and eight red candles and lit them.Yan Luo sprinkled a few handfuls of fragrant rice on the body of the tomb owner, and then said to Xin Wei, "Wei'er, as soon as the tomb owner's blood comes out, put it in the bottle."

Xin Wei responded, took the porcelain bottle handed over from Yan Luo, and stood by at the side to be called at any time.

Yan Luo sat cross-legged on top of the tomb owner's head, his hands formed a strange seal, and he chanted mantras aloud.

Xin Wei listened to the voice, but couldn't understand what the other party was saying.

Very mysterious.

When Yan Luo was halfway through chanting the curse, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the originally sealed corpse room, and the flames on the one hundred and eight candles jumped left and right but none of them were extinguished.

The rooster, which was lying quietly on the ground, began to become manic. Its wings kept flapping, but its feet were tied together by the red rope. No matter how it flapped, it could only spin around on the ground.

This state lasted for a while, until the one hundred and eight candles were extinguished at the same time, and the strong wind and the rooster on the ground calmed down.

At this time, if you look carefully, the rooster on the ground is lifeless, and the feathers on its body are gradually falling off, revealing a shriveled corpse with only skin and bones left.

It wasn't over yet, when the morgue returned to calm, the owner of the tomb who was lying in the red candle suddenly sat up.

He opened his mouth, and a drop of blood came out of his mouth.Seeing this, Xin Wei hurried forward and put the blood essence floating in the air into the porcelain bottle.

When everything was over, the tomb owner who sat up straight lay back down again.Yan Luo stood up, raised his foot and took a big step forward, swung his right hand, and the props for those techniques were instantly turned into ashes.

What it was like when they came, and what Xin Wei and Yan Luo looked like after they left the morgue.

The blood of the owner of the tomb has been taken out for use.After bidding farewell to Director Cheng, Luo Hong brought Xin Wei and Yan Luo back to the village next to Xianghua Town.

Xin Wei once again experienced the thrilling bumps comparable to a roller coaster.When he got off the car, his whole body was hung on Yan Luo.

Shen Shen, who was drawing a protective spell on the slope, looked up and saw Xin Wei's face as pale as a dead man, and instantly understood that the accident must be caused by motion sickness again.

He stood up and came to Xin Wei's side, and asked worriedly, "Wei Zi, are you okay? Are you motion sick again?"

Xin Wei had no extra strength to answer Shen Shen's question, so he could only endure the discomfort in his stomach and reluctantly responded.

Seeing Xin Wei's pain, Yan Luo turned around and called Luo Hong, asking where there was a place to rest.

"There is a tent where we set up a temporary rest next to us. Go there and rest."

"Please lead the way."

Luo Hong took Xin Wei and the others to rest in the tent. After making arrangements, he turned around and went to the place where the deceased Liu Yong was placed to arrange the funeral.

After this trip, the sky gradually darkened.The night in the countryside is so dark that you can't see your fingers, and the villagers can only rely on flashlights to illuminate them if they want to go out.

Night lights were lit around the ancient tomb, and only this place in the whole village was brightly lit.Moths flutter into the flames, and a few white moths surround the night lamp, flapping their wings and dancing lightly.

In the surrounding rice fields, insects chirped and katydids danced, and the beautiful melody seemed to accompany the dancing moths, forming a gorgeous song and dance party.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when Xin Wei walked out of the tent, and it was less than three hours before Zha Xiaoren's time.

He doesn't need to intervene, everything is left to Yan Luo himself.As the time drew closer, Xin Wei felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Can't tell.Maybe, maybe it's pity for those two sisters, whether they live or die, their fate is so rough.

Xin Wei looked up at the starry sky and prayed in his heart: I hope the two sisters can be saved safely, and neither of them will be wiped out.

The author has something to say:

Thinking about the supernatural content at night, the picture is indescribably sour! ! !