Seeing Su Wen appear, my feelings were actually very complicated. But this person is willing to come to me for help, and there must be something tricky.

Thinking about Lu Jia, I was about to agree, but the message that lit up after the phone shook made me frown.

'Don't go'!

Those three words came from an unfamiliar and familiar number, I can't remember where I had seen them, but this number had sent me a text message warning me before, telling me to rush back to the store in a good clothes.

Who will it be? How would he know what I wanted to do?

I was puzzled, and Su Wen at the door was already a little impatient, and urged: "Do you want to come?" Lu Jia is in danger! ”

It's good that he doesn't urge, but when he does, I feel a little weird, this is not like what Su Wen, a person who almost carries out 'calm' to the end, would say.

"Don't worry, I need to prepare something." I was a little wary in my heart, and I opened my mouth as I spoke, while following what Shan Yufei had taught before, I led Qi to the center of my eyebrows to 'watch Qi'.

"What do you have to prepare? Can you hurry up! Su Wen, who was standing at the door, seemed a little uneasy, and I was also taken aback, I actually saw a trace of black qi emanating from his body!

"Prepare this." I said quietly, and while he was caught off guard, I threw the soul refining rope out suddenly.

The red chain was like a red snake, and it wrapped around Su Wen in an instant, and he was obviously taken aback, and then the glasses fell off his face, and two lines of bloody tears flowed from his eyes!

"I underestimated you, and they all said that the shopkeeper in a piece of paper was a layman this time, which seems to be a bit misinformation."

Su Wen said coldly, and his appearance became unrecognizable in the blink of an eye. He was also quite taboo, he was not entangled by the soul refining rope, and retreated in an instant.

"Who are you? Where's Su Wen! I pulled the Soul Refining Cord back, wrapped it around my arm, and then grabbed the satchel I had prepared and chased out the door.

"Where? On Huangquan Road. The ghost stood at the end of the street, grinding his teeth and sneering, and I quickly chased after it, wondering why the soul bell hadn't rang.

There are cloves in the store, but I'm not worried that no one will open the door, which will lead to another evil ghost breaking into the shop, and the top priority is Su Wen's life and death.

That ghost of unknown origin actually used his appearance to deceive me, that must have known about the matter between me and him, and it is likely that Su Wen has already fallen into the Tao.

But I ran around the corner, but I didn't see the ghost, and when I looked back, I saw the same street scene behind me, and I didn't even have a way back to a piece of paper.

"Oops..."

I looked around and knew that I had entered the wall of a ghost that seemed intent on luring me out of a piece of paper.

But now I'm not the stunned young man I was a few days ago, when I didn't understand anything. As the current shopkeeper of a piece of paper, how can he not prepare a ghost to break the wall?

I immediately took a paper butterfly out of my satchel and bit my fingertip and dripped a drop of blood on the paper butterfly. As the blood was absorbed, the paper butterfly fluttered and flew up, and after a circle above my head, it began to fly forward.

The paper butterfly is used to find ghosts, and the place where it flies must be a location where the ghost is, and I hope that through this method, I can follow the paper butterfly out of the maze of ghosts hitting the wall.

In order to prevent suddenly encountering a ghost and being caught off guard, I grabbed the soul refining rope tightly on my mobile phone as I walked, paying attention to whether there was anything wrong around me at any time.

The waning moon in the sky shone on the dim white moonlight, and there stood the path and the one person and one butterfly on the path.

Despite all the terrible situations I have experienced, this environment still gives me an uneasiness, like a fear that is ingrained in my soul.

After walking for a long time, the paper butterflies were still flying forward, and the surroundings did not change much, but I seemed to smell a little more dampness in the air.

Odd.

I was wary and stopped, there was no river or well around Ximen Street, where did the damp smell come from?

Ghost hitting the wall? Still is... Blinded?

I remembered the experience of being almost taken to Jiangli by Zhang Bin before, and pursed my lips. It's okay for the ghost to hit the wall, and it can be seen clearly, but it's very troublesome for the ghost to be blind, because he doesn't know where he will be taken at all.

At this time, the jingle bell came into my ears, and I couldn't help but be a little depressed, how could I forget the little bell given by Lilac?

A small silver bell was tied to the wrist with a red rope, which was used as a medium for the clove to detain the spirit of war, but it also contained medicinal herbs specially used to dispel ghosts and cover their eyes.

I raised the bell in front of me and smelled it, the cool smell was mixed with the smell of blood, Shan Yufei and I once coughed up blood on the bell, and the smell seemed to be impossible to clean.

As the cool sensation crept from the tip of my nose into my brain, I felt a thrill all over my body, and at the same time I heard the sound of the wind, the sound of water, and the crumbling feeling of my place.

"Holy!"

Looking down, the pitch-black river hanging in front of me made me feel a little weak, and I fell backwards and sat on the concrete-paved bridge deck.

There is a bridge from Hulukou to Donghua Market, which connects the two banks across the water surface of the tributary, and I just stood on the edge of the bridge, almost jumping off the bridge more than ten meters high from the water surface!

Thinking of the possible scene, I couldn't help but be afraid for a while, but fortunately I didn't go any further.

Otherwise, even if I don't fall to my death and fall into the river unexpectedly, I don't want to float up again.

"That bastard, he really wants my life." I couldn't help but have some itchy teeth, and I stood on the bridge and looked left and right.

The ghost actually fascinated me here with his ghostly eyes, and he must have been too far away, but I didn't see any figures around, and the paper butterfly didn't know where it was flying at this time.

"Want to hide?" I sneered and reached into my satchel to grab the paper butterfly, but at the same time I touched something else, and a thought came to my mind.

"You got me a ghost to hit the wall, and now it's my turn."

I took out a spirit banner from my satchel, which I couldn't fit in, but I dismantled it and divided it into several pieces, and I was going to use it and put them together.

The spirit flag is a piece of paper that attracts ghosts and spirits, and when it is inserted on the ground, it suddenly raises a trace of yin wind.

I placed six more soul-locking lamps next to the flag, lit five of them, and left an empty door for the ghost to enter the urn.

But there is one last step that needs to be taken for the Spiritualist Banner to work. Spiritualism and ghost-seeking products all need to drip blood, and blood is used to hook the yin energy of ghosts.

On this point, I asked Shan Yufei, who knows a lot about talismans, and he told me that there is power in words, and the older the words, the closer the power is to the true essence.

Legend has it that when the sage Cangjie made words, Tiansu rain and ghosts cried, precisely because the words he created captured the essence of all things, so that ghosts, gods, and all things no longer have secrets.

With the development of the times, the font has changed, and the power contained in the text has passed, and it can no longer hold the origin of all things.

The essence of the talisman of the corpse gate is also a combination of ancient characters and Taoism, and it is an attempt to return to the source, and ancient characters are my forte!

In order to enhance the effect of the spirit flag, I bit my fingertips and wrote a large word 'move' on the paper with blood in a small seal.

Crash!

As I finished writing the last stroke, suddenly a huge wind blew up on the bridge deck.

The two rows of street lamps flickered as if the electricity was unstable, and the paper of the conjuring banner was blown and rattled, swaying the bloody sign into the atmosphere!

Another gust of wind blew, and the flames of the five soul-locking lamps were blown to pieces, almost extinguished.

I suddenly felt that there were a lot of shadows next to me, and even the temperature around me dropped a lot.

"Damn, why are there so many?" I was taken aback, some of the shadows were disembodied, some were somewhat physical, but they were like fog.

The only thing that made me feel good was that the spirits didn't notice what I was, they just stared around the spirit flag, and even the smoke from the soul lamp didn't hurt them.

Looking at them, I suddenly understood something.

Qi walks on the inside, and the pictogram is on the outside.

After death, the physical image as a body dies out, and only the Qi that has not yet been dissipated remains, and it is not a real soul, just like a lonely soul and a wild ghost, floating between heaven and earth.

They were originally unconscious, and they are also the most existing 'spirits' in this world, and now they have been summoned by my spirit flag.

I was slightly relieved to understand this, but I had a strange feeling in my heart when I looked at the spirit banner and the blood words on it.

It stands to reason that the spirit is the specialty of the spiritual gate, and the talisman is the strength of the corpse gate.

But before I could think about it, a white shadow appeared at the bridge. Dressed in a white suit, lined with a black shirt, a straight tie, and a pair of glasses, he gives people a sense of wisdom and calmness, but at the moment he seems to be a little confused.

"Why are you really stupid?" Seeing this 'Su Wen' reappear, I was also a little angry, and I untied the soul refining rope from my arm, and waved it and wanted to throw it over to tie him up.

And the 'Su Wen' seemed to notice me at this time, his eyes were a little confused at first, and then they brightened, and the pace that had been walking towards the spirit banner also stopped.

"What's this trick?" He was a little hostile, and he was puzzled, so I just put away the hand that I was about to throw out the soul refining rope, looked at him carefully, and asked tentatively, "Su Wen?" ”

"Of course, should I praise you for your good memory?" Su Wen pushed down his glasses, those slender eyes with that annoying calmness and sarcasm.

I confirmed that this was really Su Wen in front of me, and at the same time, I had the urge to throw out the soul refining rope again.

But after all, I suppressed this impulse, put down the soul refining rope, and sneered: "It seems, Mr. Su, I don't know what the situation is now, right?" ”

"Is this some kind of prank? Or is it you and the woman who are making the means? Su Wen stared at me, his gaze gradually grazing over my shoulder, and looking back, "Those people... Why are you smiling? ”