Bewitching

The torrential rain outside hit them coldly with the cold wind. After a day and a night of heavy rain, the vicinity of the construction site seemed to have become a hard-hit area.There are potholes and ditches everywhere, and the few street lights have also gone on strike. It is dark everywhere, and the only light comes from the flash of lightning in the night.

The three of them were tightly wrapped, especially Meng Xi, who was wearing a heavy raincoat and a baseball cap on Toushan, walking into the white mist against the heavy rain.His hand was tightly held by Ji Xingchen, as if he was afraid that he would disappear suddenly. Every few steps he took, the other party would turn his head to look.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but the dense fog surrounding Yunzhao Lake was obviously thicker than yesterday, but the yin energy inside was no longer pure, but mixed with hostility and evil spirit.

He carefully reminded the two people beside him: "Be careful, this fog is not right."

The second uncle looked around nervously, and carefully took out a King Wen money sword made of copper coins from his bag.A waterproof bag was carefully tied to the hilt of the sword where the cinnabar charm was originally tied, and he thought it up himself.Fearing that the rain would wet the talisman, he thought of such a nondescript method.

Occasionally, some ghosts would appear in the mist, some completely ignored them, some followed them all the way, and even a few resentful ones directly reached out their hands, trying to occupy the bodies of the two.

In order to be able to recall the soul, Ji Xingchen deliberately asked Meng Xi to restrain his energy, so he was not afraid of those things.

He looked at the rotten arm wrapped around his calf in disgust, snatched the sword from the second uncle's hand, and cut it off with a single stroke.

He was full of murderous intent all the way, and he scared away many resentful souls who had taken a fancy to them.

The second uncle's face was sullen, his mind was full of Yun Ling, and he didn't have time to wonder why his sharp tool for exorcising ghosts kept failing recently.

The three of them stumbled along the way, apart from being entangled by those things, there was also the fact that the road was really not easy to walk.Most of the lakesides are muddy wetlands, and the visibility in the clouds and mist is so low that two people can't see each other's face clearly.

After walking for more than 20 minutes, they finally saw Yunzhao Lake again.

Xing Er's eyes were shining, and his voice was a little tense, "It's here."

Unlike the violent storm outside, Yunzhao Lake was calm and unaffected.Even the lightning and thunder in the night were completely blocked by the fog in the sky above.The surface of the lake is as quiet as a mirror, without even a single ripple, and there is still a faint silver light on it.

Centered on the boundary of the lake, there is no heavy fog within a radius of two meters.The mist seems to be separated by an invisible screen.The field of vision is much clearer than when he came in, at least he can see the appearance of the person standing beside him clearly, but if it is further away, he will not be able to see clearly.

Xing Er looked around anxiously, "It's too quiet."

It was so quiet indeed that they couldn't even hear the rain or feel the raindrops.

Ji Xingchen narrowed his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he said, "Let's do business first, and prepare to summon the soul."

The three of them randomly found a place close to the lake, and seeing that it was about the same time, Meng Xi took out the thumb-thick incense from his bag.

Xing Er, who was in a bond with Yun Ling, had already prepared at this time, and put King Wen's money sword far away with extra care, for fear that it would affect the summoning of souls.If it weren't for the conditions, Meng Qian would have suspected that he planned to burn incense and take a bath.

Xing Er's expression was solemn, without any hint of a smile on his face, he seemed to be a different person in a serious and rigid manner.He first bowed in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and finally stood facing north, sprinkled the paper money that had been prepared in the bag into the air, and muttered something in his mouth.

After all the money was gone, he straightened his clothes and sat on the floor, and took out three white porcelain bowls from his bag like magic, each of which was filled with half a bowl of white rice.

He first inserted two incense sticks of the same length on them, then cut his index finger with a prepared knife, wrote Yunling's birthday and name on the yellow paper with blood, and buried it in the middle Bowl of rice.After everything was ready, he took the Soul Calling Incense from Meng Xi.

He respectfully inserted the incense into the bowl with Yunling horoscope, then took out a lighter from his pocket, and lit the ordinary incense in the other two bowls respectively.

White smoke curled into the air, bringing with it a faint scent of sandalwood.Suddenly, the paper money scattered all over the place was blown away by a gust of wind, and floated in the air like a whirl.

A lot of ghosts swarmed into the dense fog for a moment, each one reaching out to grab the money.There was also the one who walked towards them regardless, making a whimpering cry, like a death talisman, but there was still no movement in the north.

Meng Xi knew that there were many theories about summoning souls in the mortal world, but he didn't know much about them, so he stood quietly by the side without interrupting.Seeing that more and more ghosts gathered in the mist, and the yin qi was raging, those things were all attracted by the burning fragrance, and quickly reminded the second uncle in a low voice, "It's almost there."

Only then did Xing Er tremble with his hands, and lit the Summoning Incense with a lighter, and while lighting it, silently recited Yun Ling's birthday horoscope.

The soul-calling incense looks the same as ordinary incense, even the smell is the same, but just after the incense is lit, those restless ghosts are miraculously pacified.

Xing Er had no time to take care of them, and stared at Xiang Ash with red eyes.He heard from Meng Xi that if the incense ash is red, it means there is still hope, but if it is gray...

He didn't even dare to think about it!

The Summoning Incense burns slower than ordinary incense and has less ash, but unfortunately the ashes in the bowl are all off-white...

Time passed by, the north was still silent, and the incense ash never turned into the red they expected.

The second uncle's face was solemn, and his eyes were full of panic and anxiety.With his hoarse voice, he called Yun Ling's name and characters over and over again.There was despair and unwillingness in the voice, and it was even more permeating in this weird atmosphere.

But when the Zou Hun Xiang was only as big as a thumbnail, the white rice was still off-white.

Meng Kui looked at his second uncle's eyes covered with red bloodshot eyes, and for a moment, he was running around like ants on a hot pot.Just when he didn't know what to do, Ji Xingchen suddenly walked up to Xing Er, took out a piece of yellow paper from his bag, and cut his finger with a dagger just like him.

The moment the blade pierced your finger, it was like splashing water into a boiling hot pot.The ghosts who were originally appeased by the incense of the soul suddenly launched a riot.They no longer stared at Xing Er and Meng Xi, but stared at Ji Xingchen greedily.It looked like a person who had been hungry for a long time, and finally met a big meal, wishing to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

Seeing the bloodthirsty gleam in the eyes of those things, Meng Qian walked towards Ji Xingchen eager to move, and hurriedly stood in front of him.

Ji Xingchen was not affected at all, and he still calmly wrote Yun Ling's name and characters on the yellow paper with blood. When the first ghost suddenly rushed towards him, he quickly put the paper on the paper to summon the soul. Burn the incense.

Although Meng Xi lost the demon pill, this body is his own, and because of his practice in the early years, his physical fitness is much stronger than that frail human body.He turned his right hand into a claw, and swung it directly at the pounced ghost, only to hear a 'puchi', and the thing instantly turned into a wisp of cloudy wind and dissipated in the thick fog.

Ji Xingchen didn't dare to use the talisman, fearing that the yang energy would spoil this place of heavy yin and would not be able to attract Yunling's soul, so he could only attack physically.Fortunately, he was already a good fighter, his movements were always sensitive, and he was protected by Meng Xi who suddenly opened up, so he was not injured by those things for a while.

But this completely enraged those resentful spirits. One after another, they rushed towards them with an aura of devouring their bones and blood, regardless of their souls being injured.

Xing Er's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and while continuing to read Yun Ling's horoscope, he looked at them worriedly.Seeing that the spirit summoning incense was about to go out, a phantom suddenly appeared in the cloud and mist on the north side, which had been empty all along.

The shadow was swaying, not formed, if you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all, and it even seems to be integrated with the thick fog inside.

But this thin shadow made Xing Er's eyes brighten, and he immediately shouted: "A Ling!"

Meng Xi followed his voice, his sight was not affected by the darkness, so he could see more clearly than Xing Er.I saw that there was indeed an ethereal phantom standing in the white cloud, but she couldn't make out her appearance at all, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.It looks like it should be too weak, not even conscious.

He hurriedly lowered his head, and saw that there was indeed a touch of bright red mixed into the off-white incense ash, although it was not much, the color was really eye-catching.

Xing Er stood up recklessly, like a stunned young man in his twenties, and was about to run towards the shadow.But as soon as he took his right leg, the phantom disappeared.

For a moment he was furious, as if in a daze, those unbearable memories of the past, the image of Yun Ling's tragic death beside him, appeared in his mind again and again.

Ji Xingchen was forced into a bit of a panic by those ghosts. Seeing that the Summoning Incense had been completely burned, he yelled at Xing Er: "Put away the ashes."

Only then did Xing Er come back to his senses, he seemed to be unstable just now, and his mind was accidentally corroded by the yin energy.Fortunately, Ji Xingchen woke him up in time, otherwise he didn't know what would happen.

He didn't dare to delay any longer, he quickly took out a bag from his bag, packed the incense ash and the porcelain bowl with his hands and feet swiftly, and ran towards the two of them immediately after packing the things.

"It's over, let's go."

It's a pity that more and more ghosts gathered around, and even a group of new ghosts poured into the north quickly.They rushed towards Ji Xingchen one after another, all wanting to get a piece of the pie.

Meng Xi could only attack physically, and Ji Xingchen didn't bring any talismans to exorcise ghosts because of his scruples about summoning souls.Coupled with a suppressed innate yang energy and a demon core that did not respond, it was hard for the two of them to deal with so many ghosts.And because of the failure of the demon pill, he can't even break Ji Xingchen's seal now.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, they were completely surrounded by those things, so they could only passively retreat to the lake...

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly seeped out of the lake, and the light became brighter and brighter, until finally it pierced through the thick fog and shrouded the entire lake.

Before Meng Xi could react, the lake water behind him suddenly surged up, and several small water jets deftly resembled human arms, dragging them directly to the bottom of the lake...

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