Although his attention was relatively focused because he was thinking about the problem of breaking the ghost wall, Wang Mengxiong's vigilance was still there, and he still devoted some energy to pay attention to the changes around him. That vicious little boy is more insidious and cunning, and he appears in a variety of ways, so he has to guard against it. But this sentence just now is obviously different from that boy, the accent is unique, there is no kind of cold atmosphere, and it belongs to the category of comparative listening. But he looked around and saw no ghost except himself, so how did he hear this voice?

"Huh? You can hear me! That's great. It's been so long that I've finally found someone to talk to. You don't have to look around, you can't find it. And don't look around, don't talk, if that villain sees and hears and becomes suspicious, I won't be able to help you! ”

The voice sounded again, and Wang Mengxiong realized that the sound was not heard through his ears, but directly transmitted to his mind and was perceived by consciousness. This method is very simple to say, it is nothing more than sending out a piece of brain waves, which are received by people with the same channel and automatically converted into sound information. It's like a radio wave that is captured by a radio on a specific frequency band and plays music. In fact, the boy just now was like this, but his ability is more advanced, not only to create a voice, but also to create an illusion, just like a real conversation.

"Okay, then I'm just thinking in my head, can you feel it?"

I didn't get a response for a long time, and it seems that this brain wave is still one-way. But in this way, it also made Wang Mengxiong completely relieved. After all, he has a big secret hidden in his mind, and even his own master doesn't know it. Wang Mengxiong decided to completely rot the things that came through in his stomach and didn't tell anyone, this is actually his biggest hole card. Coming from later generations, he is familiar with the direction of history, and even knows the details of individual people and events. The historical context of this time and space is in the same vein as the world he came from, with individual differences but not affecting the general trend. Anyway, at present, it seems that there is no wave because of the sneaking of Wang Mengxiong, a little butterfly.

"Listen to me, the kind of talisman in your hand has been used by Taoist priests who have come here before, but they don't throw it up like you and don't care about anything, but chant incantations in their mouths. Usually the sigil is only effective after the mantra has been recited. It's a pity that those Taoist priests have low skills, and they were all scared away by that villain! ”

"Turns out a spell is needed! It's just that I saw this talisman from a book and got it from a dream, so I don't have any spell formulas at all? Do you want me to make one? ”

Thinking of this, Wang Mengxiong decisively took out the second talisman seal, and shouted loudly imitating the Taoist practice image seen on TV: "Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law!" ”

The talisman was thrown into the air by him, and it formed a ripple vibration and floated down. Judging by its momentum, it has a limited effect compared to the original rune seal.

"No, it's definitely not that." In his opinion, this thing is like a lock, which can only be opened with a key, and there will be no possibility of **** at all. If you can be blind, then luck will be against the sky, obviously Wang Mengxiong's good luck has been exhausted when he crosses, and he is no longer a person favored by fate.

Wang Mengxiong tried his best to think about it, it was about whether he could complete the task, and it was also about his own life. It's a pity that the Xibi anthology has been read by him several times, and he can almost memorize it. However, no matter how much you recall, you can't find any trace of the mantra.

"Hurry up and figure it out, I'm afraid that after a long time, the villain will come and find me!"

"Did you figure it out?"

"You're so stupid, even dumber than that Taoist priest!"

"You can't ......"

This voice said a lot, and Wang Mengxiong heard that the person who spoke was not very old, but this voice entered his brain, so that he couldn't concentrate at all. He couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Shut up! ”

The voice paused for only two seconds, and then began to say, "Your temper is much worse than that of Mommy, just a little better than Dad!" ”

"And why are you screaming so loudly, you don't want to get out of here alive?"

"I saw two people here here yesterday dying of exhaustion, and I don't want you to do the same!"

The child may not have talked to anyone for a long time, but it is easy to meet Wang Mengxiong who can hear his voice, and after the conversation box is opened, it is out of control.

Wang Mengxiong felt that this child was not the reincarnation of Tang Seng, and with these words, it was not much worse than saying that the bull demon was hanged by Tang Sanzang. He didn't want to deal with the child, so he subconsciously closed his eyes, forgetting that the child had never appeared at all.

But this time he closed his eyes, and he suddenly knew where to find the Fu Seal formula. In that dream, the man who used the sigil muttered something after the sigil entered the water. At that time, he didn't care, thinking that as long as there was an imitation of the talisman seal, he could do it, but now that he thinks about it, the Taoist priest's mouth is clearly reciting the mantra formula.

"Let me think about it, think about it! The details are all in my mind, and I slowly restore ......"

Wang Mengxiong's sea of knowledge slowly rose and clouds rose. In the clouds and mist, it gradually evolved on the edge of the tide of Qiantang that day, and the Taoist priest sacrificed the talisman seal into the water, and then recited words in his mouth. Although he closed his eyes, he stared at the Taoist priest's lips in the sea of knowledge, and repeated in his mouth word by word: "Heaven and earth are natural, and the filth is scattered. The cave is void, and it is too yuan. The eight directions are mighty, and they make me natural. Lingbao talisman, proclaim for nine days. …… According to the line of the five mountains, the eight seas know. The demon king tied his hands and guarded my Xuan. The ferocity dissipates, and the qi remains. Haste as a law! ”

Don't say it, it's really as urgent as the law. It seems that he was also partially right at the moment he had just been blinded.

As the last mantra was recited, the talisman seal in Wang Mengxiong's hand rose without wind, and suddenly emitted a golden light in the air. There was a thunderclap in the air, blasting cracks into the entire staircase space, and then like broken lenses, they fell to the ground and disappeared, revealing the dusty staircase passage behind it, which happened to be in the middle of the second floor. Wang Mengxiong raised the lantern, and in a few steps, he was frightened to the first floor and came to the hall when he first came in.

The sleek marble floor seen earlier was covered in dust and debris under the light, with some messy footprints. Looking at the door of the building from the inside, it was full of black handprints and disgusting things that I didn't know to smear.

Wang Mengxiong only relieved his mind at this time, looking at this scene, not to mention that the ghost hit the wall, it was the illusion at the beginning, and it was easily broken by this talisman seal. "It seems that you can't underestimate the rune seal drawn by yourself, as long as you master the method, the power is not to mention moving mountains and seas, but it is still very easy to break the illusion of ghosts!"

When the talisman exploded like thunder, the black shadow hiding in a pitch-black space howled in pain again, and the newly recovered body was hit again, and even the black shadow around his body obviously dissipated. "What kind of means is this? Actually broke all my decorations! Can't let him run away, if the 69th ran out of the living at night, then what kind of murder house is this? The man also took something with him......"

Wang Mengxiong just came to get something, not to exorcise ghosts, since the door is there, go out, and you can't fight with that ghost. He had just walked to the door, and there was a ghostly voice behind him.

"Stop, don't you want his life!"

Wang Mengxiong turned around to look, but saw the ghost boy standing on the stairs on the second floor, holding a blonde and blue-eyed boy in his hand. The boy's eyes were closed, and his hands and feet were drooping, as if he had lost consciousness.