Ximen Liu perked up when he heard this, and hurriedly asked, "So, does Mr. Bagui have a way to distinguish?" ”

"If there is no way to distinguish the poor road, you will not come down the mountain to your mansion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Mr. Bagui smiled confidently, "May I ask Ximengong, I don't know who you want me to discern?" ”

Ximen Liu smiled happily: "That's great! I'll take you to discern now. ”

"Ximen Gong, don't worry!" Mr. Bagui patted Ximen Liu's wrist and smiled, "Poor Dao is that no matter how high the morality is, it is impossible to distinguish the ghosts that have been fused with the naked eye. It is necessary to resort to external objects, sigils, and mantras. Only by working on all three things at the same time can the ghost appear. ”

Ximen Liu smiled embarrassedly, "What foreign objects do you need to use?" ”

"Poor Dao should put the sigils of dogwood, realgar and poor dao into the wine, make it into a magic wine, and let those who are possessed by ghosts drink it. Then do it on the side. Mr. Bagui's eyes flashed, "After the magic wine enters the human body, it will run in his body for a week. The poor Dao will make the Dharma wine stop around his dantian. ”

"Around the dantian?" Simon Liu muttered.

Seeing that Ximen Liu looked a little confused, Mr. Bagui explained with a smile: "The soul of a person lives in the middle dantian. If he is possessed by a ghost, then the ghost will also live in the middle dantian, and his life soul will be driven to the lower dantian, suppressed by the ghost, and will not be released for the rest of his life. Magic wine can make ghosts uneasy, too busy to take care of themselves, and unable to suppress true spirits. Poor Dao recited the mantra, on the one hand, he woke up his soul from the lower dantian, and on the other hand, he made the ghost restless. In this way, the combination of inside and outside can force the ghost out of the body. ”

"High, high!" Simon Liu raised his thumb and praised, "I wonder if the ghost can be seen when it appears?" ”

Mr. Eight Corners gestured with his hand: "The moment a ghost first appears, it has a shape, and whatever a ghost he is, it will take on whatever shape." It then turns into smoke and slowly spreads, still having a vague shape, and after a quarter of an hour it fades away again, entering the body, and nothing can be seen. Unless he is injected with French liquor. ”

Ximen Liu frowned and smiled: "It is enough to make the ghost appear in a quarter of an hour!" After a pause, he asked, "Can Mr. Eight Crutch catch the ghost and prevent it from entering his body again?" ”

"Poor Dao is not a Taoist priest who hunts ghosts, and he has no mana and sigils for catching ghosts." Mr. Bagui shook his head, suddenly frowned, and said without worry: "Once the ghost is forced to appear, when it enters the dantian again, it will be the end of the true soul's life." Because ghosts will strangle true souls in anger. In that case, the person will truly become a ghost. ”

Ximen Liu smiled and said, "Haha, that's better!" ”

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The side hall of the Royal Palace.

On this day, Ximen Liu said that there was a top-secret matter to ask to see the marshal, and after being allowed, he followed the eunuch to a side hall.

Jin Zhenglei sat on it with his face to the south and the north end, and asked in a cold tone: "Ximen Gong, I don't know what is important for you to ask to see Ben Shuai?" ”

Ximen Liu knelt on the ground, touched the ground with one hand, and said solemnly in an excited voice: "Marshal, I have a major top-secret matter, and this matter is related to the safety of the country and the country!" ”

Jin Zhenglei frowned, a faint light shot out of his deep eyes, and he looked down at Ximen Liu, "Oh, what is it, it is so important?" ”

"Marshal, look at this!" Ximen Liu was not in a hurry, took out the book of "Returning to Heaven" from his arms, walked a few steps to the side of the steps, and presented it to Kim Zhenglei with one hand.

Kim Zhenglei stared at Ximen Liu with puzzled eyes and asked softly, "What is this?" ”

"The marshal will know when he sees it." Ximen Liu smiled slightly, pretending to be unfathomable.

The eunuch standing next to Kim Jong-lei descended the steps, took the book from Ximen Liu's hand, turned around and bowed and handed it to Kim Jong-lei.

Kim Jong-lei took the book, lowered his head and opened it to take a look. I saw a three-character cloud in the big book on the page: "Huitian Jue", and there were five small notes under it: Five hundred years of notes.

Kim Jong-lei was puzzled, and when he opened it, he saw that every page on it was full of old deeds, such as: A great drought occurred in a certain place in a certain year, and a major flood occurred in a certain place in a certain year.

Kim Jong-lei was puzzled, so he threw the book on the table, raised his eyelids, looked at Ximen Liu suspiciously, and said disapprerovingly: "This is just a book of notes, what does it have to do with the major top-secret incident you mentioned?" ”

Ximen Liu straightened up, pointed to the book on the table, and said solemnly: "Marshal, please look at the year of the events recorded in the book, and you will know that this book is different from ordinary books. ”

Kim Jong-lei picked up the book again and opened it, only to see the first few pages, the year above was recorded from the first year to the twenty-fifth year of the year of Emperor Wei Ming, and then the new era name was recorded from the beginning, and the following new era names had not been heard of. Kim Zhenglei looked at Ximen Liu with empty eyes and spread his hands: "What's so strange about this?" ”

Ximen Liu was a little speechless for a while, and sweat welled up on his forehead. The last time Ming Zhu Gong was framed was in the twenty-fourth year of Emperor Wei Ming, and it happened that there was a twenty-five year of Emperor Wei Ming in the book, which happened to be the next year. This is just used as a statement to frame Ming Zhugong.

And now it is the twenty-fifth year of Emperor Wei Ming. It's hard to make a fuss about this topic again. As for the later time, it is a completely new era name, and there is no era name that has not yet appeared. You can say he's a prophet of the unknown, or you can say it's a fabrication.

Ximen Liu gritted his teeth, straightened up, and said: "Marshal, I don't know if you have noticed, the following era names are all new, and nearly five hundred years of events have been recorded from Emperor Wei Ming below the twenty-fifth level. ”

After listening to this, Kim Jong-lei lowered his head again and opened "Returning to Heaven", and looked through the year numbers on the back pages page by page.

This "Returning to Heaven" was copied from the house of Ming Zhu, but in order to frame Song Qi, Ximen Liu said that the owner of the book was Song Qi.

Ximen Liu glanced up at Jin Zhenglei, and saw that Jin Zhenglei was looking through the book with his head down, so he said to himself below: "This book was obtained from Song Qi's hands, how could Song Qi predict what would happen five hundred years later, is he a prophet?" ”

Seeing that Kim Zhenglei did not stop him from speaking, Ximen Liu continued: "That Song Qi can make crossbows, make kites, build telescopes, and ride cloud cars, all kinds of manufacturing technologies that I have never seen and asked have never heard of. Does he really have powers? ”

Kim Jong-lei raised his eyes, looked at Ximen Liu suspiciously, and motioned for him to continue.

Ximen Liu waved one hand into the air, exaggeratingly: "When Song Qi first appeared, his hairstyle was strange, his dress was strange, and he was very different. I saw it with my own eyes. In addition, my son Ximen Yun once peeked at Song Qi's soul out of his body on Mengdao Mountain, rose to three feet above his head, and said to the body, I am the soul of five hundred years later, borrowing your body to live temporarily. ”

When Kim Jong-lei heard this, his eyes widened and he leaned forward, as if he was interested.

With a snap, Ximen Liu hit the ground with one hand, and said in an angry tone: "Marshal, from all kinds of strange things, it can be concluded that Song Qi is not a human being!" (To be continued.) )