The soul of the ex-husband

The woman's intentions are obvious——

murder vegetative.

Let him take the blame.

Xiao Qi squatted by the wall, frowning tightly, brushing the cigarette ash unconsciously with his slender index finger.

Not long after, the man and woman in the room ended their conversation and left one after the other.

The light from the window went out.

The more Xiao Qi thought about it, the more irritable he became, and finally took a deep puff of the cigarette, threw it under his feet and crushed it, turned sideways to leave, but saw a person squatting behind him.

"!!!"

With a ghostly expression on his face, Xiao Qi supported the wall beside him, and almost sat backwards.

Behind him, Simon looked at Xiao Qi with a dead face, and squatted behind without saying a word for how long.

Xiao Qi said angrily: "Get up."

He didn't even have the energy to swear, the most important thing is to get away now.

Simon glanced at the upper window and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Apparently, he heard everything he needed to hear.

Xiao Qi lowered his head, and crushed the extinguished cigarette butt into the soil under his feet. After a long time, a word popped out: "Slip."

Now that the ceremony hasn't started, it's still too late to slip away, assuming they haven't been here before, this blame can't be thrown off their heads.

Simon stood up and said, "I'll go drive and wait for you at the back door."

As a result, Simon hadn't taken two steps before he was dragged back by the collar with a hand.

Xiao Qi: "You... wait."

Simon turned back: "Aren't you going to slip?"

Xiao Qi stared blankly at the ground and didn't speak.

Simon waited for a long time without any response. He thought he was in a daze and wanted to snap his fingers when he stretched out his hand.

Xiao Qi suddenly wiped his face, as if feeling troubled and helpless, he sighed, looked at Simon and said: "You call the police first, and we will leave when the police arrive."

Xiao Qi took some time to understand that if they left like this, the vegetative person would definitely not survive tonight.

Although they have never met each other before, it is a human life anyway, and he can't do it by standing by and watching.

Therefore, Xiao Qi decided to call the police to intervene first to disrupt the woman's plan, and then take another step, counting as one step.

Above the courtyard, gauze-like clouds moved slowly, covering the brilliance of the silver moon.

Simon took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call when he suddenly stopped, thought for a while, and asked, "What is the reason for calling the police?"

You can't say "I'm going to kill you".

Xiao Qi took his robe and wiped his sunglasses, without raising his head, he had no responsibility to make up: "Gather people to preach|teach."

Simon: "...oh."

I don't know if the patriarch will be offended.

***

A quarter of an hour later.

With Tata's support, Xiao Qi walked into a room full of candles.

Just like when they first entered the mansion and looked in through the window.

There is a large bed in the center of the room, with layers of white veils hanging from the top, separating the bed from the outside world.

Lying flat on the bed was a man wearing a breathing mask, with only an undulating outline clearly visible.

As for the other side of the room, the four landscape screens are opened, and the scene behind is reflected on the screen like a shadow play.

A slender woman is sitting on the grand master's chair, with a burly man standing on the left and right sides.

Xiao Qi was led to stand in front of the altar, leaving Simon to help him.

As for the others, stand against the wall and leave the central area free for Xiao Qi to do.

The woman in the grand master's chair gestured.

Uncle Biao nodded his head to express his understanding, turned to Xiao Qi and said with a smile: "If everything is ready, please ask the Taoist priest to start."

Xiao Qi stood in front of the altar, washed his hands and burned incense, and then touched a rod for evocation that was placed across the altar.

The spirit rod is shaped like a feather duster, but it is densely covered with pieces of white paper cut into human shapes. When the wrist is flicked, there will be a rustling sound of scraps of paper rubbing against each other.

"There is still one thing missing." Xiao Qi turned his back to the screen, his voice was low and clear, "I don't even know the name of this believer, how can I summon the soul?"

Uncle Biao was stunned for a moment, he seemed to think it was reasonable, he raised his wrist unconsciously, and was about to say something. "No problem!" But was interrupted by the woman behind the screen.

As soon as the woman opened her mouth, there was an impressive smoky voice. She said: "This child is quite special. It is not convenient to disclose the name and birth date. The Taoist priest can skip the unnecessary steps and start directly."

Xiao Qi expected this and didn't say much.

Then, I saw him turn around and walk towards the bed with steady steps and clear goals.

When Uncle Biao saw this scene, he couldn't help being surprised and said, "Isn't the Taoist priest invisible?"

That attitude really does not look like a blind man.

"Our uncle's way is deep." On the side, Tata explained without changing his expression, "Although he can't see, his heart is true and pure, and he can see everything clearly."

Uncle Biao suddenly realized "Oh—" but turned his face and said strangely: "By the way, since the Taoist priest can see everything clearly, how did he hit the pillar just now?"

Tata: "..."

Old man, you have me confused.

Pan Peter stood aside and said confidently: "I saw it clearly at the time, it was the pillar that moved first!"

Tata: "..."

Uncle Biao: "..."

At this time, the ceremony began.

Uncle Biao's attention turned to Xiao Qi.

I saw the young Taoist priest wearing a hood, wearing a double-breasted black Taoist robe, holding a spiritual staff in his left hand, and a copper bell in his right hand. When he was standing there upright, the faint candlelight cast shadows on his face, outlining a cold profile. face lines.

Just this one glance made Uncle Biao's face terrified.

The old man believes that such things as aura cannot deceive people, Xiao Qi has an extraordinary posture, there must be something special about him, the prejudice he had earlier because Xiao Qi was too young, also disappeared at this moment.

At the same time, a glimmer of hope rose from the old man's heart. He looked at the man lying on the bed through the veil, with tears in his eyes.

Looking at the center of the room again, Xiao Qi raised his left hand. While ringing the bell, he slowly opened half a circle in the air.

Then repeat the action with the right hand.

Then he flung his sleeves outward with both hands, and the cloth vibrated.

Next, everyone saw that Xiao Qi began to walk around the bed, muttering words, shaking the copper bell and the soul-evocation staff up and down in his hand.

It may be that the young man has a good body proportion or a good face. When doing these dancing movements, he doesn't look awkward, but majestic and stretched freely, and he has a somewhat fairy-like posture.

Looking at the side of the black Taoist robe, the two Qingling white cranes embroidered with silver thread seem to be flapping their wings to fly with the movements of the young man.

Everyone's eyes were attracted.

"This is called stepping on foot." Tata's eyes lit up, explaining with great interest, "Don't look at the chaotic steps of my uncle, but in fact, every step is on the stars!"

The woman behind the screen didn't seem to believe it, and said arrogantly: "Then what is the long recitation? Why can't I hear clearly?"

Everyone held their breath and concentrated, but they could only hear the muffled murmur of Weng, with the ups and downs of the melody, but they couldn't hear a single word.

"Naturally, it's a spell for evoking spirits!" Peter Pan said, "This is the language used by my uncle when interacting with the gods. It's normal that we mortals can't hear clearly."

Hearing this, the old man was excited and couldn't help giving a thumbs up: "A capable person!"

As the assistant of this ceremony, Simon was holding a drum and a club, waiting boredly on the side.

Even if he stood relatively close to Xiao Qi, he couldn't hear what Xiao Qi was reading clearly.

At this moment, Xiao Qi happened to pass by him, and a few words were missing from the murmur in his mouth, which floated into Simon's ears:

"Illuminate... Central... Light..."

Simon was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, and suddenly raised his eyes, looking at his expression, he couldn't believe it.

Xiao Qi went back in front of Simon again.

After having psychological expectations, Simon heard clearly this time.

I saw this uncle with a handsome face, jumping up and down, uttering words vaguely:

"It shines with me, it shines with me...follow me, left hand, right hand in slow motion...right hand, left hand, slow motion replay...this song, give you happiness, have you fallen in love with me... ..."

"........."

Simon sees it all.

So, when he watched Xiao Qi's dancing movements again, the picture changed completely——

Ma Dan, he is dancing the youth training manual...

***

After Xiao Qi knew that this ceremony was just a scam, he even forgot to chant mantras and steps, so as not to really alarm the patriarch and waste his busy work.

He was bouncing around just to buy time, waiting for the police to come to the door.

Once the police intervene in the investigation, I believe that the woman behind the screen will not act rashly in a short time.

Xiao Qi finished dancing "Youth Cultivation Manual" in full view, and improvised a section of "Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss".

The people present felt that it was fresh and shocking at first, but after waiting for such a long time without knowing what to understand, it is inevitable that they will have boring emotions.

The woman behind the screen adjusted her sitting posture, she seemed a little impatient, and said, "Does it take so long for Taoist priests to do rituals? Is it coming to an end soon?"

Tata still didn't know what happened, nor Xiao Qi's plan, and was also secretly wondering, feeling that the rhythm of this ceremony was not right, it was obviously procrastinated.

She had no choice but to bite the bullet and explain: "It's coming soon, our Taoist leader is providing an extended version of the service, it's okay to take a longer time, and it would be embarrassing if the souls recruited back at that time are short-lived."

"..." The woman squinted at Tata's figure on the screen, then looked down at her well-maintained nails, and snorted softly, "False..."

"What's the priest's last name?" the woman asked suddenly.

Tata made up a random one: "The surname is Wang."

The woman sneered with a unique smoky voice: "Wang Daoist is so dedicated, after the ceremony is over, he must reward him well."

Just 10 minutes later, Xiao Qi has already started dancing "Love Cycle".

He thought about the police approaching, so he gradually slowed down.

Xiao Qi finally stopped in front of the bed, breathed in, and after calming down, he handed over the copper bell and the evocation stick to Simon who was next to him, shook off his sleeve robe, and formed a Big Dipper seal with his hands.

Xiao Qi was planning to read something casually as the end of the ceremony.

But at this moment, a breeze blew up in front of the window, and the candlelight swayed lightly, reflecting a glimmer of light on the bedpost, with uneven traces.

Xiao Qi inadvertently glanced at the bedpost, but his eyes flickered.

It seems to have noticed something unusual.