There are rare bird calls around, crisp and crisp, and the smell in the air lasts for a long time.

Chang Qing came out of the mental hospital, and saw Bai Tang and Yu Jiu beside him at a glance, he walked over slowly, stood quietly beside Bai Tang, handed him a cigarette, and said, "It's them, right?" ”

In fact, there is no need to ask, they all know it in their hearts.

Bai Tang nodded, did not take the cigarette, he looked at the building in the distance, and said slowly: "That kind of monster is called the living dead." ”

Chang Qing lit a cigarette for himself, his eyes were calm, and he took a sharp puff of cigarette before saying, "Can you catch it?" ”

Bai Tang said: "Yes." ”

Chang Qing nodded and said, "What do you need us to do, you can tell me directly." After a pause, he said, "Now we can wield a little more power than you think." ”

Bai Tang calmed down and said, "Okay." ”

There are several police cars parked on the road next to it, and there is a yellow cordon around it. From time to time, people in that yard would run out and vomit, and then continue to go in and work.

It was a hot day in June, but the two people standing side by side felt a little cold in their hearts.

......

The monastic realm of City A exploded again.

The people outside the case that happened in the western suburbs didn't know about it, and even the reporters hadn't touched the edge yet, and they didn't have time to report it

But this news has already grown wings and spread in the monastic community of City A, especially in the WeChat group formed by several older generations led by Liu Xinzhen.

"Who? What went wrong? ”

“.... Who was in charge of the western suburbs last night? What's going on? Why did so many people die? ”

"The living dead crawled out again? We didn't find it last night...."

"The western suburbs, the western suburbs are the territory of the Shangqing faction..."

“.....”

Liu Xinzhen's face was very ugly, not only because the mental hospital where the accident happened was in his place, but also because last night, a disciple sent by their Shangqing faction to clear the monster died.

The disciple's body was found near that mental hospital, the body was still intact, and there was not much flesh torn off the body, probably because it met the tail of the typhoon and was found by the monster who planned to retreat after finishing the case.....

He examined the wound, and it was killed by a sharp knife in the throat, and the talisman in his hand was cut by the murderer before he could make a move.

The Shangqing faction was immersed in sadness, and Liu Zhengxie had no time to go back to his studio with Bai Tang, and the two could only communicate simply by phone.

Liu Xinzhen took a deep breath, their Shangqing faction mainly cultivated the "Sanqing Book", and it is divided into "Sanqing Charm", "Sanqing Qimen", "Sanqing Evil Dao", adhering to the Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun, Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun, Taiqing to Tianzun's Taoist inheritance, although after thousands of years, "Sanqing Qimen" has been completely lost, "Sanqing Evil Dao" has survived little, but it can also make the practitioner soar.

Liu Xin Allah practiced the "Three Qing Charms", while Liu Zhengxi, because of his temperament, had already cultivated the fragments of the "Evil Paths", so he only understood a little about the charms.

At this moment, the corpse was still parked in the hall, and the old and young of the Shangqing faction were gathered in one place, and some women were crying and crying on the side, and the hall was becoming more and more silent and desolate.

Liu Zhengxie pursed his lips, looked at the corpse for a while, and said, "Dad, please soul!" ”

Liu Xinzhen didn't speak, his eyes swept over the faces of a cadre and others.

"Please!"

"Soul, please! Master, please soul! ”

"Soul, please! Don't let Xiaowen die in vain! Be sure to catch the murderer! ”

Please soul, please the soul of the deceased in the yang world, and cut off the right and wrong before life in front of you.

However, there are thousands of ghosts in the underworld, and if the soul has entered the underworld, it is necessary to worship a large number of yin virtues to the ghosts to open the door of convenience.

Originally, there was nothing difficult, but their Shangqing faction had always forbidden the use of soul inviting techniques, because forcibly recalling the souls of the dead to the world was contrary to their concept of "yin and yang orderly, people and ghosts have different paths, do not cross the thunder pool, and clear the righteous path".

Please soul, you can't, you really don't want to.

However, the new generation of Shangqing disciples seems to have a vague concept of this belief and dogma, and when they see their peers fall in front of them, those rigid teachings are nothing in their eyes.

Liu Xinzhen sank his breath, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon, swept over every disciple present, and said sonorously: "No! ”

......

Bai Tang took a deep breath and looked at the gloomy mental hospital not far away.

This place was a corner far away from the mental hospital, and there was no one around him, only Yujiu and a ghost.

Yu Jiu was squatting on the ground, tearing a piece of white paper with difficulty, and there was already a pile of fragmented white paper under his feet.

Bai Tang watched his clumsy movements, couldn't help kicking him, and urged, "Okay?" ”

Yu Jiu glanced at him sadly, moved his position, his subordinates moved more lightly, and muttered: "Don't rush, it's bad again!" ”

Bai Tang hated that iron could not be made of steel, chased after him and patted him on the head, snatched the white paper from his hand, squatted next to Yu Jiu, and said: "Stupid, I'll come!" ”

Yu Jiu didn't fight with him, just counted silently.

III.2..... Scrap! Perfect!

Sure enough, a piece of white paper was completely scrapped in Bai Tang's hand, and he couldn't tear it out again.

Bai Tang opened a pair of peach blossom eyes, and looked at the two halves of the white paper in his hand in a daze, looking a little innocent.

Yu Jiu snorted, took out a few complete rectangular runes from his arms, and handed one to Bai Tang.

The two glanced at each other, silently tearing the paper side by side carefully.

After a while, Bai Tang stared at the paper figure that was about to be formed in Yu Jiu's hand.

When he finally tore out his head, he breathed a sigh of relief, no way, in the wilderness, and there were no scissors, if he wanted to recruit the newly dead soul, he had to give the soul a sustenance, so they could only squat in the corner and tear the paper.

Fortunately, he had already confessed to Chang Qing that he wanted the deceased's birthday, but Chang Qing meant that the deceased's birthday could not be found for a while, only the dean's archives had the employee's file, and the ID number could be found.

So Bai Tang received dozens of ID numbers from the dean to the staff in his mobile phone, Bai Tang pondered about it, picked a random one that looked pleasing to the eye, and planned to start summoning spirits.

Yu Jiu squatted to the side and watched, his eyes round.

Bai Tang pointed to the paper figure that could barely see the person's appearance, and there were words in his mouth, and as soon as the spell fell, there was a yin wind.

The surroundings were a little empty, and Yu Jiu blinked his eyes and looked at Bai Tang.

Bai Tang wiped his face and explained, "I'm going to hell." ”

As he spoke, words began to come out of his mouth again.

Then, the paper figure on the ground was blown by the wind, and then it stopped moving, and the wind around it was loud again.

Yu Jiu's mouth opened, and Bai Tang cut him off and said, "Go to hell!" ”

As he spoke, he took a deep breath, clenched his fists secretly, changed his ID number, and began to recite the incantation very cautiously.

This time, it was once again cloudy and windy, and it seemed to be a few degrees darker all around.

Bai Tang's eyes welled up with joy, and he thought it was done.

When Fang was walking around the mental hospital, he didn't take a closer look, and he felt that there were a few places where the yin qi was heavy, and there were still some wandering spirits that had not fallen into the underworld.

Sure enough, the paper figure on the ground stood up suddenly, and there were whimpering cries around him.

Bai Tang looked at the piece of paper and vaguely saw a whimpering woman, the woman's black hair covered her face, her body was dripping with blood, and her whole body was full of anger, obviously a tragic death, and there were signs of turning into a ghost.