Chapter Seventy-Five: Although the Mountain Alliance is here, the people have dissipated

"Burn the heavens and the earth, and identify this soul. ”

Fang Ming picked up the top three pieces of yellow table paper, scratched from the head of the corpse to the soles of his feet, and then threw the three yellow sheets of paper into the copper basin and burned them.

"The Emperor of the Two Burning Quartet, recognize this soul!"

Three more yellow tables were thrown into the copper basin.

"Three burns of the four sides of the land, recognize this soul!"

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"Burn the grass and trees in all directions, recognize this soul!"

"Five Burning Four Directions Yin Spirit, recognize this soul!"

"Six Burning Passing Gods and Buddhas......"

Of the thirty-six yellow sheet papers, Fang Ming burned twenty-four, leaving twelve to pinch in his hand, however, after more than ten minutes passed, his brows furrowed, because there was no movement at all.

"It shouldn't. ”

Fang Ming shook his head, as long as the ghost of this corpse bone was still in the yang world, then it must be possible to summon the ghost, and all the steps he had done before were to find this ghost.

Ghosts are very fragile in the yang world, so he deliberately burns paper to worship, the four sides of the land, let the land escort, worship the grass and wood spirits, so that these grass and wood spirits do not block the way, and worship other ghosts when they encounter the ghosts of the deceased.

It can be said that he has thought of everything that should be thought of, and he has made preparations and arrangements for what he should do, but there has never been a ghost of corpses.

Even if a ghost is thousands of miles away, when the spirit is summoned, it crosses space, and distance cannot be counted as any problem.

Under normal circumstances, the ghost of the bones should have come a long time ago. It hasn't come for so long, so it can only mean one thing, the ghost of this corpse is not in the yang world.

"It's good that I kept a hand. ”

Fang Ming looked at the remaining twelve pieces of yellow sheet paper in his hand, and picked up three more and slid them from the skull of the corpse to the soles of his feet.

"Bow to the ten directions of Yama and open the gates of hell. ”

"The second worship of the Yin Division is poor, and the soul is returned to the yang. ”

"Three bows to the imps of the underworld, don't get entangled in the way. ”

After the nine yellow watches were burned, this time there was finally movement, and a yin wind struck, blowing the yellow watches in the copper basin into paper ashes in an instant.

"It's done, the decree has been received, and now it's time for them to do something. ”

Fang Ming grabbed the paper money in the black bag, and kept throwing it into the copper basin, if he wanted to help him do a good job, this money was not less.

Money can make ghosts grind, this saying is not a casual saying, but has a deep meaning.

Wait, all Fang Ming has to do now is wait, wait until the ghost of the bones comes back from the underworld.

However, after an hour's wait, there were several stacks of paper money missing, and the paper ashes were almost full of copper basins.

"Fang Ming?"

The big pillar on the side couldn't help it, and they all said that they would spend money to open the way, but the paper money was almost burned out and there was no response, and the ghosts in the underworld were too greedy.

Fang Ming didn't answer Da Zhu's words, but looked at the last three yellow watches in his hand, the expression on his face was a little complicated, and after half a ring, he also burned the last three yellow watches.

This time, Fang Ming didn't say anything, and his yellow paper was not thrown in the copper basin, but burned and floated over the body of the corpse.

Rumble!

When the yellow watch was only the last point left, Fang Ming's right hand was raised, and the yellow watch flew into the air, but when it finally turned into ashes, it landed on the chest of the corpse.

And so it was. ”

Fang Ming stood up, his expression was a little complicated at this moment, that expression seemed to be relieved, but he felt a little lost.

"Boss Fang, what's wrong?" Zhang Qi asked nervously when he saw Fang Ming's expression, after all, this was a matter of life and death for him.

"The conditions of the female ghost can't be completed. Fang Ming glanced at Zhang Qi and replied.

"Ah, then I'm not ......"

Zhang Qi was dumbfounded, if the conditions of the female ghost cannot be completed, it doesn't mean that the evil qi on his body will not disappear, and the evil qi will not disappear, which means that he will not live long.

"Boss Fang, you must help me, if you have any other requirements, just mention it, as long as I can do it, I will definitely meet it." ”

Looking at Zhang Qi's face that was almost about to cry, Fang Ming waved his hand, "It's not your problem, it's not my problem, it's the problem of the owner of this corpse, that female ghost wants the ghost of this corpse, but the ghost of this skeleton has already been reincarnated, where are there any ghosts." ”

Fang Ming sighed heavily, in fact, he had expected this result, after all, no matter how beautiful love is, sometimes it can't resist the temptation of bread, not to mention that the soul blood oath is even more terrifying than the so-called love bread.

Perhaps, this soldier of the Tang Dynasty may have been waiting for the female ghost when he just died, but time can shock everything, when decades and hundreds of years have passed, can this soldier still endure loneliness, and can he continue to wait in the underworld while suffering loneliness and painful torture?

The underworld is the destination of all ghosts, but for most ghosts, the underworld is just a transit station.

Unless it is the kind of person who has committed great sins in the underworld and the soul of the underworld will be tortured in the underworld after death, most people will not stay in the underworld for more than a hundred years after death.

Those who are not tortured in the underworld are not allowed to stay in the underworld, and of course there are exceptions, but this soldier is obviously not outside the special circumstances, and if he wants to stay in the underworld, he will have to endure pain.

Roll the oil pot and reincarnate three years late!

The next trip to the oil pot can stay in the underworld for three years, this kind of pain is not something that anyone can bear, you must know that the ghost in the underworld will not die in addition to the same as people in the yang, all the pain is retained.

Fang Ming didn't know what to say, he could only tell the female ghost the truth.

After resting for a while, he once again turned on the method of conjuring spirits, and this time when the banner on the window was blowing, Fang Ming directly said:

"Girl, the person you are waiting for has already gone to reincarnation, maybe, he has been waiting for you for hundreds of years, and finally he really can't hold on to it before stepping into reincarnation. ”

To tell the truth, Fang Ming knew that this possibility was very small, and the biggest possibility was that the soldier went to reincarnate not long after entering the underworld.

That joined the army and violated the blood oath of the souls of the two.

Quiet, the entire second floor was quiet, and there was no response from the female ghost after a long time, which made Fang Ming's brows furrow slightly, and just as he was about to speak again, there was a crisp cracking sound in his ears.

For the first time, Fang Ming's eyes looked at the ground, and a crack appeared on the jade Ruyi placed on the side of the corpse, and then shattered, and at the same time, the red rope that tied the jade Ruyi was also broken in two.

"I want to know you and live a long life. ”

"There are no mountains and no tombs, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder is shaking, the summer rain and snow, the heaven and the earth are combined, but dare to be with the king!"

A desolate and complaining voice suddenly sounded in the building, this voice made Zhang Qi tremble, Dazhu's face was also a little pale, only Fang Ming's eyes narrowed, and he whispered:

"The oath of the mountains and the sea is still there, and the concubine is gone!"

The desolate and complaining voice didn't last long before it dispersed, and the entire second floor returned to calm, Fang Ming's eyes looked at Zhang Qi, and the black aura on Zhang Qi's face had disappeared.

The moment Yu Ruyi was destroyed, Zhang Qi's resentment had already been resolved.

PS: The second update, there is a third update, continue to write.