First-class Celestial Master [Rebirth]

The reason Zhou Tong played is very simple, just like inviting the upper body of a god, he injected the residual evil spirit into the paper talisman villain, which is equivalent to endowing the paper talisman villain with humanity. Commonly used "house" approach.

Just like, choosing words and homonyms, calling names and calling auspicious names, after treating each other in human form, this black energy can temporarily communicate with Zhou Tong and the others.

It's just that the evil spirit residing in the paper talisman is very weak, and it can't be detected by ordinary magic weapons, and it may dissipate after a while. A target is who.

When the paper talisman figurine stood up, he still seemed to be showing off his power, but it didn't take long for it to die down, lying there languidly and buzzing.

Zhou Tong had a bold idea. He picked up a vermilion pen and wrote a series of spells on the back of the paper talisman, and the paper talisman suddenly became more energetic, standing there straight as if he had been injected with chicken blood. .

Zhou Tong asked, "Who is the next target?"

The paper talisman fidgeted with his limbs, jumped out of Zhou Tong's palm after Zhou Tong let go of his hand, and jumped all the way to the door. Chu Zeyun had heard of this technique of expressing form a long time ago. Seeing that the paper talisman ran away, he quickly asked, "Run away? Don't worry?"

"Yeah." Zhou Tong said to Chu Zeyun, "It's okay, we just follow along."

"Okay." Chu Zeyun nodded seriously.

Several people followed behind the paper talisman all the way. After the paper talisman went out, he was looking for something around. After looking around for a while, he ran away in one direction. Zhou Tong and the others followed all the way, and finally Follow the paper talisman to a small clinic.

This is a small clinic in the community. Most of them are old people and children in the community. The business is very good. There is a line of people at the entrance of the clinic.

The paper talisman jumped to the window next to the clinic, lay on the window and stopped moving.

Zhou Tong walked over and took off the paper talisman sticking on the glass.

In the clinic, a little boy about seven or eight years old was lying on the hospital bed on an IV drip. The little boy was sleeping deeply, his chest heaved frequently, and he looked quite unsteady. His mother sat beside him and touched the child's forehead. Very melancholy sighed.

The bottle of IV was just hung up. After the nurse helped the little boy pick up the IV, he gave some instructions to his mother, and the mother took the child out and walked out of the clinic.

Zhou Tong deliberately walked up to the mother, and lightly touched the mother, "Ah, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Wang Mei hugged her son, her face was full of worry, and she shook her head casually.

Zhou Tong looked at the sleeping face of the child, and asked, "What's wrong with the child?"

"I have a fever." Wang Mei was bitter and full of melancholy. "I have had a fever for more than ten days in a row. It is useless to go to a big hospital to see it. I prescribed medicine and asked us to come back and get an IV."

"Sorry, I was so abrupt, can I take a look?" Zhou Tong looked at Wang Mei. The moment the two of them met their eyes, Wang Mei felt that something blurred her consciousness. She nodded and sent the child to the hospital. In front of Zhou Tong.

Because of this action, the little boy woke up, and he looked at Zhou Tong with his cloudy eyes.

Children's eyes are generally quite beautiful, black and bright, as dazzling as black pearls.

But this little boy's eyes are very cloudy, like an old man who is dying, knowing that he is looking at you, but he has not realized the sense of reality falling on you.

Zhou Tong touched the little boy's forehead, it was really hot, and the little arm was covered with bruises from the IV drip, Zhou Tong rubbed it, and the black air came out from the blood vessels.

Ling Yuan glanced at the black air and said, "It's been marked."

"En." Zhou Tong hooked his fingers on the black air, and then pulled it out, and actually pulled out a series of black mist. The continuous black mist was like a long string of cotton wool. The little boy cried out in pain, woo Wow wah wah hugged Wang Mei's neck.

Wang Mei shook, realizing what she was doing. He looked at Zhou Tong, but Zhou Tong yelled softly: "Don't move."

Wang Mei followed Zhou Tong's gaze and saw the black mist that had been pulled out of his veins. Wang Meijing called out, and everyone around them was looking at them, pointing and bewildered.

Zhou Tong calmly continued to pull the black air out of the boy's veins, and said, "You are connected by blood with him, so you can see this, but others can't."

Wang Mei looked around, and sure enough, she saw passers-by looking at them strangely. Although the eyes felt weird, there was no panic or malice in them.

Wang Mei covered her mouth with one hand, and asked tremblingly, "This, what is this?"

"Not so good." With a tug, Zhou Tong pulled out the last section of black mist. At the same time, the paper talisman completely softened and fell to the ground, turning into a simple piece of paper. , drifting away with the wind.

Gathering the black mist in his hand into a ball, Zhou Tong played with it for a while and said, "See if he still has a fever?"

Wang Mei touched the little boy's forehead, and sure enough, it was no longer hot. She was delighted, and went back to the clinic, took a thermometer to measure the child, and sure enough, the fever subsided!

A look of joy climbed up her face, but when she thought of the weird black mist, Wang Mei couldn't be happy at all.

She is from the countryside, and she has heard a lot about this matter. If it is just sickness, it can be solved, but if it is entangled with some unclean things, it is not so easy to solve it!

Thinking of this, Wang Mei hurried out of the house again. Seeing that Zhou Tong was still waiting for them outside, she hurried over with the child in her arms, and begged, "Master, Master, is there anything else my child needs to do?"

"Yeah." Zhou Tong nodded lightly, and said, "This is a sign. This child has been marked by the Sangmen. When the time comes, the Sangmen will come to take his life."

This sounded like the rhetoric of a charlatan. The next sentence must be something like paying money to get rid of fate. Wang Mei hesitated for a while, but she didn't dare to believe it, but when she thought of the black air just now, it was too real. I couldn't help but feel a little anxious. Under the intense emotional conflict between the two, I heard Zhou Tong say: "You just need to give me the birthdays of your family of three."

"Just the date of birth?" Wang Mei was taken aback, "No money?"

"En." Zhou Tong responded.

Wang Mei pondered for a while and said, "Okay."

Zhou Tong got the birthday horoscopes of the family of three, gave Wang Mei a few talismans, and said, "Everyone in your family should take this talisman with you for the next three days."

Wang Mei put it away carefully. The little boy opened his eyes, and those black pupils became much clearer. He looked at Zhou Tong and blinked, although he smiled sweetly at Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong saw that he was cute, so he stuffed a gem in the little boy's hand.

Ling Yuan's expression froze, and he saw clearly what Zhou Tong had given to the child.

Ling Yuan said unhappily, "I gave you that."

"It's just leftovers." Zhou Tong said helplessly, and he pulled out a pendant from his neck. The herring stone had been polished and carved by Ling Yuan himself into a pendant with auspicious cloud patterns. Tong stroked the pendant and smiled at Ling Yuan.

Ling Yuan looked a little better, seeing that Chu Zeyun was also looking at the pendant, he raised his eyebrows quite proudly, and said, "Isn't it pretty?"

Chu Zeyun nodded seriously: "It looks good."

The corner of Ling Yuan's mouth curled up.

Zhou Tong got the birth date of the family of three, and said to Chu Zeyun, "I'm afraid that their family won't take this matter to heart, so please take care of them these two days."

"Okay, what's the trouble?" Chu Zeyun said, he still couldn't understand Zhou Tong's plan, and with a learning attitude, he couldn't help asking: "Zhou Tong, what is your plan? "

"Fake body." Zhou Tong said, "It's a small trick, but the other party will definitely accept this."

Chu Zeyun understood immediately.

Zhou Tong went back and drew a talisman on the paper with the birthdays of a family of three on it, and found a secluded place near the family, set up an altar, with three yellow talismans in his hand, Zhou Tong asked, "Which one do you want?"

Ling Yuan took one, which was the male master's yellow talisman. He stuck the yellow talisman on his palm, and the yang fire on the top of his head changed suddenly, and his luck also changed. He was a little heavy, feeling tired, and after almost ten yawns, the man said, "Why are you so tired today, I'm going to rest first."

"Hmm." Wang Mei stuffed the man's yellow talisman on the table into the pocket of his pajamas, and the man said displeasedly, "What are you doing?"

"Just put it there, it's fine."

Zhou Tong put the hostess's yellow talisman on his palm, and Wang Mei, who was about to stay up all night and work overtime to make a report, also felt drowsy. She stretched her waist and said, "Why am I sleepy?" She went to Looking at the little boy, the little boy has already fallen asleep in front of the comic book.

Wang Mei took the child back to the bedroom and placed it between her and her husband. The family of three fell asleep deeply.

Zhou Tong and Ling Yuan were sitting in the small room, doing their own things. The chair was too hard, and Zhou Tong was a little tired. He leaned on Ling Yuan to read a book. After waiting for a while, he suddenly heard a small voice outside. Putting down the book, he looked towards the door and said, "Here we come."

A wisp of black air came in from under the crack of the door, and gradually condensed into the appearance of a child.

The child looked exactly like the little boy who had a fever that day, except that his face was a little more sinister.

At this moment, the pottery puppet lying on the ground suddenly stood up, looked at Zhou Tong and grinned, and said in a clear and sinister voice, "I am Sangmen, someone asked me to kill you."

That voice was also the voice of the child.

There is also a yellow talisman with the little boy's birth date on the back of the puppet.

coming.