Chapter 72: Spiritism

The dark clouds slowly moved forward under the breeze, and a moon like a silver plate slowly revealed its white face, and in an instant, a piece of white moonlight poured down, illuminating the earth silvery.

In front of a brick house, a big yellow dog put its long mouth on its feet and lay lazily on the ground, suddenly, as if it had been called, it stood up violently, tilted its head to look at the moon hanging in the air, and sniffed its nose on the ground, as if it felt very bored, and wagged its big tail into the house.

In the room, Li Xiaoqing's mother sat on a simple wooden bed, she seemed to have just cried, and kept wiping her eyes with her wrinkled hands. Next to her were Zhang Yi and Li Xiaoqing's brother and sister-in-law, who either squatted or walked back and forth.

"Mom, you have also seen Xiaoqing's situation, she is still very young, she shouldn't live like a pig and a dog like this, a few of you didn't have the ability to help her before, but now it's different, Xiaoqing, whether she is sick or evil, we have a corresponding way, if it's a mental disease, we take it to the city for treatment, her sister and I have a sum of money enough for her medical expenses, if it's an evil thing, it's better to deal with it, we have a ready-made master here."

Zhang Yi pointed his finger at Lao Dao as he spoke, and Lao Dao walked out with light steps as soon as he shook off the dust, and sang in his mouth: "Immeasurable Tianzun"

Li Xiaoqing's mother gently took Zhang Yi's hand and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Zhang, you say, what do you want me to do, I will do whatever you say." ”

The old man's Mandarin has dialects, but the people present can still understand it.

"Okay, old man, you are doing this psychic practice, then you are responsible for arranging this matter." Zhang Yi turned his head and looked at Li Xiaoqing who was lying on the bed and said, "Xiaoqing, although she was sealed by the spiritual realm, she could only last a pillar of incense for a long time, so you have to hurry up." ”

Lao Dao responded and took out the peachwood sword cinnabar from his backpack, as well as a large stack of rune paper, he scanned the room with his eyes, his face was gloomy and serious, "Let's say, I will lead the way for the spiritism this time, Xiao Zhang and the spirit domain are responsible for the protection of the Dharma in front of the body, the wicker is responsible for the time, and the key guides must only be the old sister-in-law and Xiaoqing's eldest brother, by the way, what are you called." ”

Brother Li Xiaoqing's body trembled slightly, he sat up from the bed with difficulty and whispered in a dry voice: "My name is Li Tieying, and my mother's name is Ma Guihua, but can the master not participate, I am harmful, I am afraid." ”

Li Tieying's voice trembled, and he did look a little scared.

"Big brother, Xiaoqing is your and Xiaoya's own sister, now Tie Nan has gone out to work again, and his father-in-law has passed away again, the only people present are you and your mother, it is Xiaoya's wish to let Xiaoqing live happily and go to school well, and it is also her wish to live well with your mother in the future, so this time after Xiaoqing is well, I will let her continue to go to school according to her sister's wishes, and Xiaoya will also leave some money to improve your life."

It is true that money can make ghosts push and grind, no matter when and where they will not be left behind, when Zhang Yi proposed the money, the scene was instantly happy, and all problems were solved.

Lao Dao stood in front of the Eight Immortals table and spread out a few pieces of rune paper one by one, "Old sister-in-law, you walk in front, while throwing tea leaves and rice, calling Xiaoqing's name, Tie Ying, you walk behind your mother and wearing Xiaoqing's clothes, as for the specific precautions, we will adapt at that time." ”

Spiritism Zhang Yi has only seen in horror movies, but it is very different from the arrangement of the old way, but this kind of spell is impossible to study, who is right and who is wrong, and who can tell clearly?

Everything was ready, Ma Guihua and Tie Ying were lying side by side on either side of Li Xiaoqing, one of them grabbed a handful of tea rice in his hand, and the other was covered with a red dress that Li Xiaoya bought on Li Xiaoqing's 18th birthday.

All sides of the bed were plastered with various runes, and in an incense burner at the end of the bed, a thumb-thick sandalwood incense had been lit inside, and the curling green smoke swayed left and right straight up the clouds.

Lao Dao held a peachwood sword in one hand and a bell in the other, and with the rhythmic shaking of the bell, a very rhythmic scripture flowed out of his mouth.

Li Tieying's body was lying on the bed very stiffly, he closed his eyes according to Lao Dao's requirements, but his eyelids kept trembling, and he always wanted to open them, but when he thought of Lao Dao's warning not to open his eyes, he didn't dare to open them.

At this time, the weather was still very sultry, listening to the strange scriptures of Lao Dao, the rhythm of the rapid and slow ringing, I couldn't help but sweat, and the sweat on my head also flowed down my cheeks into my eyes, and my eyes instantly felt very painful, but he didn't dare to open them, and he even felt like he was about to collapse.

Suddenly, the chanting and rattling bell stopped together, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and a cold wind blew on the body, and even felt a burst of coolness, like suddenly walking into an ice cellar in the hot summer.

"You can open your eyes."

The voice of the old man in the house sounded, Li Tieying and Ma Guihua opened their eyes at the same time, and found that everything in the house had not changed, the old man was still standing on the bed with a whisk, Zhang Yi and Lingyu were sitting on the edge of the bed, and the wicker was walking back and forth to look at the time and see the sandalwood that was still burning.

"Let's go" Lao Dao shook off the dust and was about to leave, but he heard a scream behind him, it was Li Tieying, and then another scream, it was Ma Guihua.

Lao Dao turned around and smiled slightly, only to see Li Tieying and Ma Guihua standing on the side tremblingly, pointing to themselves lying on the bed with one finger.

"What's the fuss, it's your body that lies there, your soul is out of the body now, only the soul can reach some places, and the body can't, go! Don't waste time. ”

The mother and son followed the old road out of the gate tremblingly, and the big yellow dog outside who was sleeping suddenly stood up, the hair on his body stood up, and then he rushed into the house with his tail between his legs and a whimpering moan.

The moon outside seemed to be much larger than usual, and the ground was white. In the distance, there was fog in the woods on the road and between the sky and the earth, hazy and faint.

"Ding~Ding~Ding"

The bell began to ring rhythmically again, but this time the interval was a little longer, and it reverberated through the empty earth one by one, looking very ethereal.

A handful of tea rice was raised into the air with a wave of her hand, and an old woman walked in front while throwing the tea rice in her hand, and called softly in her mouth, "Qing'er, you come back~~ Qing'er, you come back." ”

Behind her, Li Tieying's face was pale and he looked around, he was wearing a bright red dress, and in the black, the dress was bright red, dancing gently in the wind, like a dancing woman.

In the moonlight, in the open field, the three of them loomed in the mist, as if floating in the air.

Lao Dao shook the bell in one hand and the peachwood sword in the other, he scanned everything around him with his sharp eyes, and listened to the movements around him with his ears pricked up.

Unfortunately, no anomalies have been found yet, which means that they can only walk around the perimeter without a specific direction.

Suddenly, in the farthest part of the line of sight, I saw two flickering fires in the hazy fog, and the sudden appearance of this firelight on the wilderness was particularly strange, with a kind of uneasiness in the weirdness.