"Master, everything is ready, is it time to start?" Uncle Li followed Feng Qi to call Master Luo Xiaobei.

Luo Xiaobei stood on a makeshift platform, next to her was a placed altar and prepared incense candles.

These things, in normal times, Luo Xiaobei will not use them. After all, if you put on a Taoist robe, what is the difference between this and those swaggering magic sticks? Although her purpose this time was not pure, or rather, she came here to deceive this time.

The time of the practice was deliberately placed at noon, not because there was anything special at that hour, but Luo Xiaobei had calculated that when she came back from exploring the village at night, she would be able to sleep for a few more hours before doing the method.

Now Luo Xiaobei is in a refreshed state, her face is serious, staring at the noisy crowd under the high platform, all kinds of eyes fall on her, suspicious, scrutinized, uneasy and unknown.

Luo Xiaobei's expression was as usual, listening to Uncle Li's voice ringing in his ears, then he turned his head sideways and looked at Uncle Li, "No problem, you can start!" ”

"Good!" Uncle Li nodded, stood to the side, took a stack of red paper from Feng Qi's hand, turned around and handed it to Luo Xiaobei.

Luo Xiaobei didn't answer, motioned to Uncle Li to put the red paper on the altar, took out the compass in his purse and put it aside, and took out a peachwood sword like a common Taoist priest.

She was wearing a yellow robe, her long hair was pulled up high, and the dust in her right hand was on her left arm, looking like a fairy wind bone. In this way, most of the people in the village believe that she is indeed a master.

The noise under the high stage gradually subsided with Luo Xiaobei's coherent movements like a cloud of water in his peers.

Luo Xiaobei didn't speak, but she simply took out the compass and rune paper she carried with her and the peachwood sword she found temporarily, looking like she did it often, her movements were familiar and smooth, not like a lie.

Luo Xiaobei, who was silent on her face, but always paid attention to the movements around her in her heart, hooked the corners of her lips imperceptibly, she lit the incense and candles placed on the altar, and deliberately used a little trick when lighting the candles, making this action of lighting the candle look a little mysterious.

It was just such an action, and the voice under the high stage was completely still.

The preliminary preparations have been made, and Luo Xiaobei slowly raised his head, his white fingers imprinted on the stack of red paper. With this action, many of the eyes that fell on Luo Xiaobei completely shifted to the red paper, as if Luo Xiaobei was touching some kind of treasure in his hand.

Luo Xiaobei moved slowly, clasped his thumb and forefinger, and picked up the stack of red paper. The atmosphere under the high stage also seemed to have a slight stagnation because of this action, Luo Xiaobei shook the red paper in his hand, and many dense black characters could be seen on it, which was an important reason why Luo Xiaobei wanted to do it today.

"I believe everyone knows what Ben Dao has in his hands!" Luo Xiaobei's voice was crisp, with the ethereal spirit of a girl, and at this moment, it sounded like a heavenly sound, "What Ben Dao holds in his hand is exactly what you provided to Ben Dao, about the birthdays of the missing people in each family." ”

Luo Xiaobei just wants to make a fuss about the eight characters of her birthday, but before that, she has to say something more.

"Now Bendao is still looking for clues about the missing people, and I hope to rescue the villagers as soon as possible." Luo Xiaobei's face was serious, and it was this expression that made the people under the high stage trust her a little more.

"But before that, in order to reassure the villagers, an altar was specially set up here, and the birthdays of the missing people from each family were used to do a test."

Luo Xiaobei paused, glanced at the various expressions under the high platform, and continued: "Because this spell is extremely consuming of Dao methods, it cannot be commonly used. Otherwise, this path will suffer backlash due to the leakage of heavenly secrets, and it will die soon because of it. ”

The people under the high stage did not react, although Luo Xiaobei deliberately said that this matter was very serious, but in their opinion, how Luo Xiaobei would compare with their missing relatives, naturally their own relatives were more important.

Luo Xiaobei naturally expected such a reaction, but the previous serious consequences were not her purpose, the most important thing she had to say next.

"This method is used in order to be able to calculate the current situation of these missing villagers at one time, so that I can give an explanation to the villagers for the time being. In addition, there is one more important thing, that is, if there are different numbers of lives in this stack of birth characters, it will run out on its own after a while. ”

Sure enough, when the last sentence was mentioned, the people who came to the scene naturally showed nervous emotions on their faces. They are all hoping that the one they ran out of is not the one of their relatives.

Regarding this statement of "different lives", Luo Xiaobei said it as early as when Feng Qi asked Uncle Li to prepare something for the altar method.

This number of lives is not good, but bad.

If those people didn't have any accidents, then wouldn't this one that ran out have an accident? If there is an accident, then this one is not saying, "Don't wait, help prepare for the future!?" What does that mean?

Regarding such speculation, they can't think much about it at all, so they hope that Luo Xiaobei can hurry up.

Luo Xiaobei could already sense the fluctuation of the emotions of the crowd under the high stage, and seeing that the timing was almost the same, Luo Xiaobei pretended to act like a common magic stick.

There are words in her mouth, but people can't understand what she is saying.

Luo Xiaobei held the peachwood sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword sent the yellow talisman to the candle flame, and there was a "boom" sound, and the orange-red flame that suddenly surged up was like a huge red lotus flower that had just opened, and the flames quickly rushed up. Gao Taixia's face was full of surprise, but he subconsciously stepped back, afraid that the fire would endanger him.

This picture seems familiar, isn't it a little similar to those performing acrobatics?

Luo Xiaobei didn't even need to think about this method, just thought about it casually, and used it. It can make the scene look spectacular and intimidating.

The peachwood sword in Luo Xiaobei's hand pointed to the copper basin placed aside, and the flames on the peachwood sword slid into the copper basin like a fire snake. There was no trace of burning on the peachwood sword that Luo Xiaobei withdrew.

With just one hand, he was able to successfully scare these villagers.

But this is not over, Luo Xiaobei's peachwood sword was put on the altar, and the thick stack of red paper seemed to be glued, and it followed the peachwood sword in Luo Xiaobei's hand into the copper basin where the flames were entrenched.

"Hula" is the sound of paper being engulfed in flames.

And the voice passed, and in a burst of paper ash that came out, an extremely striking red color jumped out.