Chapter 8: A slap in the face

"Yes, if I'm not mistaken, it won't take more than an hour for this spell to be engraved!" Zhang Juhe said firmly.

"This ......" Liu Zidong and the woman looked at each other.

"And the method of this spell branding ......" Zhang Juhe's expression was a little weird.

"What's wrong?"

"It's extremely simple and rude! The spell effect is excellent, but it is obvious that it has not been processed and forcibly engraved on it, and the material of this jade is just an ordinary product, normally speaking, it is not suitable for branding spells at all, at least I can't do it, and the family master may not have this kind of skill! Rao is so, the soul of the little young master is still appeased very well, it can only show that the level of this spell is very high!" Zhang Juhe exclaimed.

In the world of cultivation, there are many spells related to the soul, and there are many monks who follow this path, but in terms of the depth of soul research, who can compare to the underworld that is located under the Nine Shadows for an unknown number of years?

"Where is the student who sent the Jade Buddha! There must be a master behind him!" Zhang Juhe said eagerly.

"This... We didn't ask his name at the time, and we didn't know where he was!" Liu Zidong realized that he had missed something.

"The small is hidden in the wilderness, and the big is hidden in the city, like such a master, the game Hongchen, just happened to meet Brother Ling, so under the pretense of the student's hand, the Jade Buddha was sent, which can be regarded as accumulating virtue and doing good!" Zhang Juhe gave himself a very reasonable explanation.

"Alas, if only the superior man had come to save Zizhong himself......" The woman regretted a little.

"Mrs. Liu, Ling Lang can get the help of that master and stabilize his soul, which is already a blessing in misfortune, like this kind of thing, ordinary people can't ask for it!"

On the other side, Wang Ming, who was lying in the dormitory, didn't know that he was about to be blown into the sky by others, and in just a short time, nearly half of his mental power was consumed, so he quickly fell asleep.

"Then what should we do next? The remaining souls in the son are safe and sound, so is there any way for the master to get back the lost souls in the son?" asked the lady.

"Mrs. Liu, rest assured, since Ling Lang's remaining soul is safe and sound, then now you only need to summon the soul, this is my forte, and my Master Zhang is not in vain! Now ask Mrs. to take me to the place where Ling Lang lost his soul!" Zhang Juhe said confidently, his own master specializes in souls, and he himself also raises a little spirit ghost, for such a thing as soul summoning, he can catch it!

The group soon came to Yangming Lake.

"It is rumored that there is an evil ghost suppressed at the bottom of this Yangming Lake, so he wants to temper this evil ghost to prove that my Liu family's bloodline has not been broken, but who knows......" The woman's expression was a little sad.

"There is indeed something at the bottom of this Yangming Lake, it was the handiwork of the family teacher back then, and I came here this time to find out if there was a problem with the ban here!" Zhang Juhe glanced at the entire Yangming Lake, and the dragon-shaped relief carved on the fence was lifelike, which was the usual method of their master.

Zhang Ju is a door, the practice is the magic of Wanlong Town, take the power of ten thousand dragons, and calm the soul, this name is quite domineering, as for the effect...

"Master, how's it going?" Liu Zidong asked as he looked at Zhang Juhe, who was running up and down the rockery with a compass.

"This ......" Zhang Juhe's nose had beads of sweat oozing out, and he didn't know if it was hot or ashamed.

Just now, he took out his housekeeper treasure Dragon Compass and ran it with his own exercises, but as a result, he wandered around the mountain for about ten minutes, but he didn't find anything!

This made him extremely embarrassed, and before he came, he told people that he had caught it, and he slapped his face in the blink of an eye.

"When I came, I was a little too anxious, and my internal breath was a little unsmooth, so the induction was not very accurate, Madam and Young Master waited for a while!" Zhang Juhe raised his head and said.

No matter what, the face must be saved, fight!

Zhang Juhe bit the tip of his tongue, a drop of blood shot onto the compass, and there were words in his mouth, and suddenly a translucent little figure with a height of one finger came out from the top of his head, this is his spirit ghost.

The little guy first looked at the scorching sun above his head in disgust, and then kicked his calf and jumped onto the compass in Zhang Juhe's hand.

Pouted his ass and sucked the drop of tongue blood on the compass, burped with satisfaction, and then hugged the needle on the compass, and began to shake vigorously, with the efforts of the little guy, the pointer began to rotate quickly with his small body!

Zhang Juhe's face was happy, little thing, it's up to you!

Finally, after many turns, the pointer finally stopped, and the little guy got up from the compass slowly, and one did not stand firmly, and fell a fart.

"Wuyi, how is it?, have you found it?" Zhang Juhe hurriedly asked.

The little guy looked at Zhang Juhe, fluted, and seemed to be a little dizzy.

"Did you find it!" Zhang Juhe asked again.

The little man stood up, pouting and shaking his head.

"What! didn't find it?!" Zhang Juhe's eyes widened.

"Wow~~~~~" The little thing actually sat down on the compass and began to cry!

"I ......" Zhang Juhe was speechless, this spirit ghost was only found by him two months ago, and he had only raised it for less than two months, and his mind was still extremely immature.

"Master Zhang, didn't you find anything meaning?" asked Liu Zidong.

"Heh... It may be that the yang energy is too heavy during the day, so the lost soul of the little young master is hiding, or let's try it again at night!" Zhang Juhe's face was a little unbearable, and he was slapped in the face for what he just said, and then the little spirit ghost was still crying beside him, he understood that his reputation had collapsed by half.

"Believe you once, but if you delay the fifth brother... Even if my Liu family has declined, it will make you realize that the thousand-year-old family is not easy to mess with!" Liu Zidong said coldly.

"Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry!" Zhang Juhe said repeatedly, but he was in MMP in his heart, and he knew that he wouldn't go to this troubled water!

"Come back, you!" Zhang Juhe shouted angrily at the ghost.

The little spirit ghost stopped crying and smashed his mouth.

"Eat, eat, eat, you know, eat, it's useless! There's nothing to eat!" Zhang Juhe sent all his anger out on the spirit ghost, grabbed the spirit ghost's thin arm and put it away.

When the woman saw this, she frowned, "Raising spirits is like raising babies, and monks are the parents of spirits."

"The little young master is blessed by the Jade Buddha, there will be no danger for the time being, Madam and Young Master can go back and wait for a while, I will go to the principal first, and let's summon the soul again at night, the yang energy is too heavy during the day, it does have an impact!" Zhang Juhe put away the compass and said.

"Okay!" Liu Zidong didn't talk nonsense, and took the woman back to the hospital.

Looking at the back in the distance, Zhang Juhe's face was a little gloomy, this yang energy was too heavy, he himself was a little unconvinced, but other than that, he really didn't know why.

"Your Liu family is so powerful, go find those masters, what are you looking for me! really!" Zhang Juyi threw his sleeves and turned his head towards the principal's office.