Chapter Forty-Seven: Young Master Yan likes to be simple and rude
There are many customs that circulate among the people about conjuring spirits.
People have three souls and seven spirits, the soul is the natal spirit of the person, the soul is usually attached to the human body, if it is greatly frightened, the soul may wander away from the body.
Of course, this is an unexpected situation.
There is also a situation where the soul is separated from the body, in which the soul of a person is dragged out by force.
Generally, sorcerers mostly choose a medium, using the belongings of the lost soul or something like a spirit staff to draw the soul.
For more advanced ones, you can also use charms to conjure spirits.
Yan Tao narrowed his peach blossom eyes, these were too time-consuming.
She likes, more direct!
"Mr. Qi, please go with Director Feng to find a peach branch for me."
Saito and Yingxia, the two of them followed the mountain road to find Momokizhi.
There were all sorts of trees on the hill, and with some effort they cut through the bushes, and their clothes made a number of cuts, and they broke off two of the thicker ones, and returned the way they came.
At this time, it was almost six o'clock, and the sunlight was already orange-red, Feng Wei was stunned by what Yan Tao said just now, looking at the dark mountain road.
"Old Qi, what do you say Master Yan wants to do?"
"It won't hurt you."
Yan Tao used a tree branch to draw a strange symbol on the yellow earth, with a blank space in the middle, more than a meter long.
One meter northwest of the symbol, due south to the left, and in the center of the circle, a few stones were simply and rudely placed.
At first glance, I thought it was a kid playing at home.
"Bring the dragon wood."
Feng Wei was sluggish, and reacted that Yan Tao was talking about the peach wood in his hand, and hurriedly sent it over.
At the same time, his eyes couldn't stop glancing at the strange symbol, "Master Yan, what are you doing here?" ”
"You'll know when you see it."
Mai Dao people are in the same vein, and they are better in physiognomy and feng shui, but the strongest is the Qimen formation and the spell technique!
The conditions are simple, Yan Tao casually uses branches and stones to arrange a simple Tianwen formation, which can last for half an hour at most.
Still, that's enough!
"You guys stand back, no matter what happens for a while, don't walk around, otherwise something happens, and I'm not responsible!"
Lay out the last stone.
Suddenly, the wind rose and the leaves rattled.
Saito and Feng Wei glanced at each other at the same time, and there was shock in their eyes that could not be concealed.
In an instant, they saw a dark cloud, and the mysterious young man, as if there was light around him, seemed to be a god in the world.
There are no clues, and finding someone to find it is called a trouble.
Yan Tao sat on the ground slightly, a pair of peach blossom eyes scorching, as bright as the stars in the sky.
Overhead, dark and dreary.
Just now, the sky, which was still a little bright, had been completely plunged into darkness at this moment.
The black clouds were overhead, and the two big men trembled in the yin wind.
His legs trembled like chaff.
I don't know if it's because it's cold, because I'm wearing too little.
The cold wind blows all around, and the temperature at this time is clearly not low.
The gust of wind blowing through the body was like a wind knife.
The cold is biting.
Drilled into people's necks in bursts.
"Yan, Yantao, is it okay now?"
"Can we go?"
"Can you go back?"
It was clear that the three of them were staying in one place, and Feng Wei was still panicked in his heart.
I always feel that the cold wind in my back is a bit scary.
It was like someone was blowing on his neck.
When I turned my head, it was empty again.