Chapter 697: The Spiritualist Dafa Ghost Hits the Wall
"I'm not going to trouble you, it's just that I want to ask again, have you really never summoned spirits before?"
"That's right, even the inverse pentagram on this piece of cloth is the first time I drew it, and the order of strokes should be correct. ”
"It's not that I doubt your abilities, mage, do you know how to conjure spirits?"
"I have read the order of the rituals written in the book, and my master has also spoken to me briefly, and I am sure of myself. ”
"You just learned a little bit of skin, you dare to fight, where do you get the certainty? Why are you so confident?"
"As long as you have the determination to do your best, self-confidence will naturally breed from the bottom of your heart. ”
"And what happens to you if the conjuring fails?"
Nangong Douling was fearless and smiled slightly, "If you fail, the caster will devour the summoned lonely souls and wild ghosts." If he died in this era, he was probably destined. ”
"Do you have to do this, General Qinglong is so important to you?"
Nangong Douling replied without thinking about it: "He is very important to me. ”
"You like him?"
"Like. ”
"Oh...... No wonder you're so nervous, it turns out that he is the person you want. Nangong Douling calmly looked at the magic circle under his feet, "Who stipulates that if you like a person, it will have to do with the relationship between men and women, I simply appreciate him as a person, and between me and Qinglong, it is more like a comrade-in-arms who fights side by side, he is not the person I want." ”
"If you think so, he may not think so. ”
"You know what he thinks?"
"Well, I don't know, I don't know him well. Yuexian propped his hands behind his back, shaking two cute little fleshy feet on the edge of the stone, although he was only wearing a rough civilian cloth clothes, but he still couldn't hide his cuteness.
Nangong Douling squinted: "Then what are you talking nonsense?" ”
"Mage, when I asked you if you like Qinglong just now, I looked at your expression, as if I was thinking of another person, that person is definitely not Qinglong, could it be that the mage can release the position in his heart, and it has already been occupied by others? ”
"You little monster, why do you care so much about the private affairs of human children?"
"I just care about you as a human being, I don't bother to pay attention to other human beings, after all, you saved my life, and if you kindly advise you, if you summon all the lonely souls and wild ghosts in this forest, for you, if you are not careful, your life will be in danger." ”
"Don't worry about it. I started. Yuexian, you see, let me tell you, what is a soul attracting archmage. The show begins. ”
Nangong Douling buried the turban with the reverse pentagram in the soil, and put the soul attraction banner aside, so he couldn't use it.
Walking with both feet in the circle of spiritualist footwork.
The clouds obscured the sun, the sky was dark, and the wind was unprovoked, and her soft hair danced in the wind.
He recited a passage from the Medicine Sutra in his mouth: "The light of itself is blazing, shining on countless boundless worlds...... Let all things be as affectionate as I am...... The body is like glass, clear inside and out, pure and immaculate...... Netherworld beings, enlightened ......"
The white rune shimmered like a crystal gem, refracting fine brilliance, casting a clear light and shadow on her solemn face.
Fallen leaves roll underfoot.
Her hands danced slowly, dancing like a conjuring dance when summoning the undead, like a fairy in the Moon Palace pacing in the bright light.
Her lips moved slightly, and she recited the "Sanskrit Mantra of Ten Thousand Souls": "The deceased turn around, look at me as a beacon, the way back is here, everything is ordered, and the soul is revealed." ”
She was lilt, like a butterfly, her messy leaves and golden light fluttering with the swing of her limbs.
As he walked around the circle, the white talisman around him was suddenly pulled by some force, turning counterclockwise, and the ground under his feet shook faintly.
Nangong Douling whispered: "Are you coming?"
She sat down cross-legged, closed her eyes, put her left middle and index fingers together, put them to her lips, and repeated the Sanskrit mantra as if she could not be heard by the world, and her voice was low, only whispering like lips, to the unknowable source of mystery.
She snapped her eyes open.
Outside the circle, a hand reached out of the dirt and stood erect in front of her.
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen hands were unearthed like germinated seeds.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of hands fluttered like seaweed under her nose.
The hands struggled to get out of the mud, and one by one their abscess-covered blue foreheads were exposed.
Faces after faces appeared, rotting shoulders and scrawny bodies crawling out of some kind of invisible pit.
The lonely ghosts had a fierce expression, all of them had gray faces, the veins on their foreheads were bursting, the corners of their eyes were cracked, their eyeballs were bulging, and their lips were chapped;
The red tongues stretched out long, rolled around in the air, and violently retracted into the mouth;
Their teeth are sharp like crocodiles, their mouths are spitting black mist, their eyes are white, and they have no pupils.
Dense ghosts crouched on the ground, their hands on the ground like animals, the nails of their hands and feet were very long, and the nails were black.
The lonely ghosts writhed their heads in horror, and their bones rattled beneath their cracked skin.
I can't tell whether their gender is male or female, and I can't find what they looked like when they were alive, and all in front of them are fierce and vicious spirits, who can't be reincarnated because of their resentment, and they don't want to go to hell, wandering in this world that doesn't belong to them;
There was no place to stay in the wilderness, and she was already irritable, resentful, and disturbed her, and summoned her to her, which seemed even more violent.
"Who summoned us here?" the ghosts asked in a series of questions, like echoes, as soon as the voices fell here and echoed there, "dare to use spells to control our movements." ”
The voices of the ghosts were hoarse and miserable like old men in the twilight.
"Nangong Douling is also. ”
"Are you a witch?" the ghosts asked, "Or is it a medium? a Taoist priest? No, no, are you an exorcist?"
"Disciple of the Soul Attraction Sect, Soul Attraction Mage. ”
"Damn, Soul Seekers, I haven't heard of it! We're a bunch of ghosts, and we've been called here by a nobody!"
"My ancestor Yantuo, who founded the sect, has not yet been born in this era, but he is a very powerful mage, and the disciples of our sect are not nobodies. ”
The tongues of the ghosts were spitting out like snake letters, and their white pupils looked very cloudy, "Nameless! Only bragging! Don't want to instruct us to do things for you! We don't belong to heaven! We don't return to earth! We are not driven by you as a mortal!" "Hmph," Nangong Douling smiled evilly, "I'm not an ordinary person, if I don't obey, I will beat all your souls to hell one by one, and when the time comes, someone will naturally take care of you." In the ninth layer of hell, it is specially to clean up the undead who are dead and stay in the world in violation of the law, and the Yin Division will not spare the undead who have not reported for a long time.