Qingqing fell into deep thought: "I haven't heard Lin Ruoran talk about it, we do have a conjuring theory in the East, don't you also have it in the West? I heard that the 'Conjuring' movie you made is based on a real-life event." ”

Thomas stared at her closely: "It's because I believe in the theory of spiritualism that I asked you, is he really able to conjuring spirits?"

Qingqing thought for a moment and replied, "Maybe." "He's such a powerful person, it shouldn't be a problem to summon spirits.

"Anyway, we didn't kill the person, even if he summons the Duchess's soul back, he can't pull us back, what are we afraid of?"

Qingqing was very proud: "I didn't expect that the Duke would come out to stop it, wouldn't it be better, there is a good show to watch." ”

Thomas glanced at her, "Idiot." ”

Qingqing thought he was talking about the Duke, and nodded cooperatively: "It is indeed a fool." ”

Thomas twisted his eyebrows, an Oriental who not only knows martial arts, but also conjures spirits.

If he ...... No, let's take a look first.

Thomas let go of Qingqing and squeezed into the crowd again.

Qingqing, like a butterfly, also squeezed into the crowd.

On the order of the queen, a room ventilated on all sides and facing west was selected for Pan Wei.

The others stood outside the house on the third floor and the third outer floor, looking at Pan Wei in the room from the open window.

Pan Wei's face is as heavy as water, painting a soul summoning formation.

He could have used the method of soul searching, but in that case, he was the only one who knew the truth of the matter, and even if he told him, everyone would not believe him if they didn't see it with their own eyes.

If you use a memory curtain to let everyone see the memories of the Duchess before her death, I am afraid that everyone will say that it is his trick.

So, thinking about it, he thought of the conjuring.

Spiritualism is very successful in the Eagle Country, those ancient castles, or houses where murders have occurred, there are fierce spirits, so there are priests who specialize in killing evil spirits.

Just now, when he was looking around, he saw a few pastors with Bibles in their hands, so he used the method of conjuring spirits.

Sure enough, when he proposed to use the method of conjuring spirits, the priests arrived, their eyes widened, watching Pan Wei's every move.

Pan Wei, who was drawing the formation, also heard a young priest ask the old pastor: "The spirits in the east are different from ours, is it useful?"

"I don't know, I've heard of it before, but I don't know if it's true or not. The old priest shook his head, "Don't speak, don't get involved, watch." ”

The young pastor nodded, earnestly accompanying the old pastor, watching Pan Wei's every move.

Pan Wei drew the soul conjuring formation and asked the duchess to move to the middle of the formation, and the curious baby young priest with wide-eyed eyes asked again: "Why does he want to move the corpse into the formation, shouldn't he take the Bible to summon spirits?"

The old priest frowned: "Eastern spiritualism, it's different from our Western spiritualism, look." ”

The young priest looked at it carefully, and gently stroked the Bible in his hand, he still believed that the Bible in his hand could summon spirits, and this newly drawn formation in the East looked very unreliable.

Lin Ruoran clenched his fists, put them to his lips and bit them, his heart fluttering.

Everyone also watched Pan Wei's movements without blinking, and even the queen stretched her neck and waited.

You're all set.

As soon as Pan Wei stretched out his hand, a piece of talisman paper appeared in his hand out of thin air, burning out of thin air, and everyone was shocked.

The young pastor was even more dumbfounded: "This is a trick, right?"

The old priest frowned: "Look." ”

The light of the formation shone brightly, Pan Wei recited the spirit spell, and the rune paper in his hand burned into ashes, turning into a cloud of smoke and drifting outward.

Everyone covered their lips in shock, unable to believe it, but also curious.

The smoke swirled and drifted outside, and after a while, no one was visible, and everyone held their breath and waited.

At this time, far away in the treasure room of the realm of the undead, the twelve-meter-high statue suddenly shook violently.

Paul, who was far away in Howard Castle, was about to touch the Earl's basement when he sensed the trembling of the statue, cursed a swear word, turned around quickly, and rushed towards the realm of the undead.

Someone actually dared to steal the statue of his Athena god of war and didn't want to live?

Paul flew back to the realm of the dead and rushed to see the statue, but the statue was intact and undamaged, and he couldn't help frowning.

What's going on?

In the room where the spirit was conjuring, Pan Wei was chattering, so that the people watching the excitement outside were talking in a whisper.

"It's been so long, why haven't you summoned a soul yet?"

"I'm afraid it's not fake, right?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen the conjuring either, in case he acts on his own, who knows?"

"I'm afraid it's possible. ”

Just when everyone was talking, a cold wind blew, and in this big day, it also made everyone shiver.

Suddenly, everyone stared at each other, looking at a transparent figure that appeared in the room out of thin air, and their whole bodies trembled.

The transparent figure stood in front of Pan Wei, his hair fluttering upside down, his whole body was surrounded by black gas, his eyes were crimson, his tongue was hanging out, and he was a hanged ghost.

It was the soul of the Duchess.

"I summoned you up to ask you, do you remember how you died?" Pan Wei pointed with his hands together and pointed directly at the Duchess.

The Duchess looked at Pan Wei with a dull gaze: "Am I dead?

Her voice was clear and empty, as if it was close in front of her eyes, but it seemed to be far away.

"You're dead. Pan Wei's voice was a little cold, "Do you remember, how did you die?"

At this moment, everyone forgot the fact that the Duchess was dead and wanted to know the truth.

The queen stretched her neck even more, waiting for the next step.

When the Duke saw the Duchess come out, he howled, "Madame!"

"Shut up!" Pan Wei snorted coldly, and the Duke was like a duck pinched by the neck, and he lost his voice for a while.

Pan Wei turned his head to look at the Duchess, "Think about how you died?"

The Duchess was dazed: "I don't know. ”

"You have finger prints on your neck, who strangled you?" Pan Wei wanted to solve this matter as soon as possible, and directly told her that she was strangled to death.

But the Duchess was still at a loss: "Am I being strangled to death? No, no one pinched me, if someone pinched me, I must know." ”

Pan Wei frowned, yes, if someone pinched the Duchess, it must be in front of her, and she must know the murderer.

Now, however, she says she doesn't know.

"Think about it again?" Pan Wei really wanted to search for souls and hit him, in this way, the Duchess in the next life would be an idiot if she was reincarnated.

The crowd waited for the Duchess's answer.

Lin Ruoran frowned, he was never strangled to death, and he didn't know who the murderer was.

Qingqing in the crowd, her lips were cold, and she looked at Pan Wei obliquely, she was so handsome, and she had so much gold, she really wanted to turn around immediately.

"Bah!" Pan Weili shouted, walked to the Duchess, pointed at her eyebrows with both hands, and entered spiritual power to urge her consciousness.

What he wants to use most is soul searching, but it's still the same sentence, if soul searching is used on the soul, it will damage the soul, and when he is reincarnated in the next life, he will become an idiot.

So, he tried it with his spiritual power.