Mrs. Liu glanced at Wang Jianguo and his wife, who looked confused, and continued; "He's like he's hit the devil now! I lost my soul, that's why I'm like this. I don't know what the cause is, but it's not too serious. After speaking, the goddess stretched out her hand to Wang Jianguo and his wife on the side. Give me his birthday. ”

"Here," Zhang Sumei hurriedly took out a note prepared in advance in her handbag, with Wang An's birthday written on it, and handed it to the other party. confirmed that her son really hit the evil, even if the other party said that the problem was not big, Zhang Sumei was already a little panicked.

Goddess Liu took Wang An's birthday, glanced at it, and then turned to a table behind her. There was a statue of a god in the middle of the table, and I don't know which god was paying tribute, and in front of the statue there were some tributes such as fruits.

There are two incense burners on both sides, and the sandalwood smoke in the incense burner leads straight to the roof, and it is as if it can pass through the roof to the sky.

Lady Liu casually put her hand on the table and took out a rectangular piece of yellow paper. Then he held a brush in his hand and dipped a little red cinnabar in the inkstone next to him. Just listen to "Brush!" "Brush!" Within two clicks, Wang An's birthday was written on yellow paper. Immediately after that, he picked up the yellow paper with the fingers of his right hand, and as if he had a word in his mouth, his right hand holding the yellow paper turned twice in front of the statue.

While Wang Jianguo and his wife were confused, Mrs. Liu leaned the yellow paper in her hand against a burning candle next to the table. With a breath, the yellow paper was lit by the candle, and then some residual ashes were left in front of the statue, making the scene even more eerie.

After burning the yellow paper, Mrs. Liu respectfully looked at the statue on the table, folded her hands and worshipped, muttering words that others could not understand. After about a while, Goddess Liu stopped worshipping and opened her eyes slightly. "I have used my mana to inform Master Zu of this, and judging from the warning information sent back by Master Zu, Ling Lang has indeed lost his soul for some reason. And it is also the main soul among the three souls, not only does it need to "return people", but also has to go to the mountain temple to burn incense and make wishes! It's a bit of a hassle. After speaking, he glanced at Wang Jianguo and his wife with an inquiring gaze.

"Returning people" is an ancient French style of Wang An's hometown, that is, a dummy tied with paper, with the eight characters of the birthday of the "returned person" written on it, and then burned in the French style. It can replace the calamity that the victim should have suffered, so as to achieve the goal of healing. And the mountain temple that Goddess Liu refers to is that near them, there is a mountain range that stretches for six or seven hundred miles, and there are countless large and small mountains. Among them, there is a tallest mountain called Cangshan, and there is a mountain temple on the top of the mountain. When the temple was built, even the oldest people in the neighborhood are not very clear.

Because the mountains are endless, the scenery in the mountains is also good, the government has developed a lot of tourism projects in the local area in the past two years, even if the altitude of Cangshan is the highest in the mountains, but the incense in the temple is still quite vigorous. Most of the people who come to Shangxiang are tourists from other places, some who seek wealth, and some who seek official careers...... Wait, as for whether the spirit is not spiritual, it is unknown.

"Everything is done according to the master's wishes, as long as we can cure my child, we are willing to do anything." Wang Jianguo responded resolutely.

"Good!" Mrs. Liu agreed, turned her head and shouted; "Ahh Bring a boy here. ”

At this time, a twenty-seven-eight-year-old woman, after hearing Mrs. Liu's words, turned around and took out a paper figure in the side room.

The villain is not tall, about one meter two or three, wearing a big red short coat on the upper body and green pants on the lower body. Although it is made of paper, he has a nose and eyes and a hat on his head, but he really looks like a child.

I saw that the goddess casually took out another piece of yellow paper and wrote Wang An's birthday again. After it was finished, I didn't see her stained with any glue, snapped! It was pasted on the chest of the little paper man, and the yellow paper seemed to be suction, but it didn't fall off.

"Come with me, two of you!" After Mrs. Liu finished speaking to Wang Jianguo and his wife, she held the small paper figure with Wang An's birthday in both hands, turned around and walked outside the house.

Wang Jianguo and his wife glanced at each other, and then followed out of the house. Several people came to the courtyard, and there was a brazier in the middle of the courtyard, and the woman named "Xiaolian" had already lit the brazier with some wooden blocks. Although it was noon and the temperature was rising and the weather was hot, Zhang Sumei looked at the yellow-blue flames in the brazier, but for some reason there was a chill in her body.

"This big girl!" Seeing the two of them coming to her, Mrs. Liu said to Zhang Sumei; "Later, I will summon spirits, and I need the dearest of the victim to call his name on the side, I think you will do this matter!"

"Hmm!" Zhang Sumei nodded and agreed solemnly.

"Wang An, Wang An, where are you! Hurry home. "Wang An, Wang An, my son! Are you lost, come back quickly......" With Zhang Sumei's "haggard" shout. Lady Liu said something in her mouth, and threw the paper figure in her hand into the brazier. The fire in the brazier burned even more vigorously after a soft "crackling" sound. The flames soared high, the blue-yellow flames twisted left and right with the wind, and the air flow above the flames also twisted.

"Looks like someone is calling me?" In a gray space, a faint voice muttered to himself in a somewhat hoarse voice. It was as if he had slept for a long time before he was woken up by the shout.

"Where am I? Hey! It can't be a dream, why is it so big fog? A faint figure waved his hand, trying to dispel the gray-white mist in front of him, but to no avail.

"If I'm not mistaken, I should have finished the exam, and now it's time for the summer vacation. It's just that during the exams, I was always confused, and I hope that the exam will not be too bad. "The figure in the mist is none other than Wang An.

After the exam, he went home in a daze, and he couldn't remember anything about the rest of the year. When I was confused just now, I woke up as if I heard someone calling out my name. But that voice seems to be gone again, it sounds so familiar! Wang An touched his still somewhat cloudy head and thought. "Anyone......! Who's calling me. ”

Where is this? Everywhere is filled with this gray mist, and you can see the surrounding environment at all. Wang An turned his head and looked around.

"It doesn't matter if he's dreaming or not, I don't want to be stupid here, I haven't had a good time on summer vacation." Wang An, who was cute for a while, gradually sobered up, after all, he was still a teenager, and finally couldn't bear this depressing place, so he chose a direction and walked in great strides.