In desperation, Sister Fang had no choice but to take her son home, she sought medical advice everywhere, and kept trying to treat her son with folk remedies. Until under the guidance of a senior old Chinese medicine doctor, she had no choice but to rush to the doctor, and recruited some monks to chant scriptures for her son's exorcism, but there was no improvement. In the afternoon of the same day, the unrelenting Sister Fang came to the door of the shop of 'Eternal Feng Shui', and saw that an old man and a young man inside were about to close the door, she took a big stride, grabbed Uncle Fan's sleeve and cried loudly.

After stating the details, Shi Yijian picked up the black suitcase and came to Sister Fang's house with Uncle Fan. When he came to the bed, Uncle Fan rolled up his sleeves, took the fat man's weak pulse, rolled his eyelids, and found that his pupils had a tendency to dilate and diverge. Uncle Fan saw that this person's situation was not good, and he knew that this business was too risky, if someone was killed at their hands, and his family members would come to the door to talk about it, and he might have to eat prison for several years.

Uncle Fan quietly pulled Shi Yijian aside and told the truth about the relationship. After Shi Yijian heard this, he couldn't help but retreat in his heart, he pondered for a while, and still told Sister Fang about it, but he didn't expect Sister Fang to listen, her face was full of tiredness, and there was not much sadness, she sighed and said, "Hey, everything is fate." As long as Master Shi can help, whether you are dead or alive, I will not complain to you. ”

Shi Yijian looked at Sister Fang's unkempt, almost desperate eyes, he couldn't help but think of his mother, the figure who was usually verbose but extremely kind, his heart softened, and he agreed to Sister Fang. After the two signed an agreement not to pursue each other, Shi Yijian took out the Yin-Yang Bagua Mirror from the suitcase, touched his somewhat cold forehead, and took a photo with the Yin-Yang Bagua Mirror. So, Shi Yijian opened his mouth and said, "Sister Fang, if my judgment is right, your son should have lost his soul." ”

Shi Yijian was relieved at this time, he comforted Sister Fang not to worry, and took out his mobile phone to look at the time, it was more than eight o'clock, and there was still time to prepare. So, after discussing with Uncle Fan, he instructed Sister Fang to buy some paper money, white candles and a small box of apples to come back, while Uncle Fan took a taxi back to prepare some small soul-summoning flags for opening the altar, and Shi Yijian prepared to open the altar when he was a child to attract the lost wisp of remnant soul.

After everything was ready, the time slowly came to eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, he came to the room, set up a simple altar, put the spirit flag in the apple, let the spirit flag put the spirit flag next to the window and door, and light a white candle next to it, after arranging everything, the whole room looked ghostly, and the temperature seemed to drop several degrees. Shi Yijian ripped off the fat man's shirt, pierced a bloody hole in his chest, and drew a small soul-attracting talisman with his blood. Shi Yijian instructed Sister Fang: "Sister Fang, you can write Wang Youqiang's birthday on yellow paper, and you can write ten sheets of eight." ”

Seeing Sister Fang go in response, Shi Yijian casually picked up a few soul-attracting talismans, threw them into the air, and then lit three incense sticks, raised his head and shouted loudly: "The sky is firm, the earth is vast, the three souls and seven spirits conform to yin and yang, gold is all over the ground, silver is all over the ground, and it has nothing to do with the little ghost to take the money and leave quickly." Today, the queen mother has inspired her son to find her soul, and she has invited the yin gods of the four lands and eight directions to come to help, and the law has started. After that, the moment the three incense sticks were inserted into the pot, the dim house seemed to be filled with smoke, and the ghostly atmosphere seemed to be filled, and there seemed to be a faint whispering sound in the ears.

Shi Yijian looked at Sister Fang, who was waiting in the hall a little nervous, but still calm, and said, "Sister Fang, start burning paper money." ”

Sister Fang snorted, picked up the brazier, walked outside the door and lit the paper money, only to see that not long after the paper money burned, she saw the two small spiritist flags next to her moving without wind, and a few white candles next to them flickered and dimmed, and the ashes in the brazier drifted around with the yin wind. Shi Yijian knew that it had begun to work, and he hurriedly asked Sister Fang to burn the eight characters of the hour with Wang Youqiang written on it, and let these yin gods see if there was any news about Wang Youqiang. But who knew that it was already the time when the rooster crowed, and the eight bronze bells representing the direction on the altar did not even make a sound.

Sister Fang, who had been kneeling in the brazier and burning paper, finally couldn't help but speak: "Master Shi, I've burned paper money all night, why don't you react at all?" ”

Shi Yijian looked at her expression, and almost said, "Are you a liar?" He rubbed his old face, which was a little greasy all night, and knew that tonight was a busy day, but fortunately Uncle Fan left early, otherwise the store would be closed for a day today. However, as a self-proclaimed master, of course, he can't deny his lack of ability in front of his master, and he usually cites scriptures, distorts facts, and finds a few reasons at random, which is familiar with the road.

Shi Yijian lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said: "Sister Fang, the police are not looking for a missing person to say that they can be found immediately, it also takes time, not to mention that your son has been in a coma for nearly two months, and his soul doesn't know where to go." Be patient, I promise, your son will wake up soon. After that, he explained some precautions for Sister Fang, and then hurried home to sleep.

After eating breakfast and taking a warm bath, Shi Yijian tossed and turned on the bed, but he couldn't sleep. So, he simply sat up, lit a cigarette, and thought about last night. Medically speaking, if a person is strongly disturbed by the outside world, such as a car accident, the body has a tragic impact, the brain will automatically shut down the nerve center, and a coma will appear, preventing death due to pain. But Sister Fang's son is in a special situation, one is that before he fell into a coma, he had drunk too much, and the other was that he was covered in injuries, especially his head, and he had a cerebral hemorrhage after being beaten with a stick.

As for the third, it is an incomplete soul. And the conjuring spirit, there are generally three situations, the first kind of soul is not seriously harmed, that is, when he automatically returns to his side; The second kind of soul damage, within ten days and a half months, light the ingot candle incense at the place where the accident occurred, desperately shouting the other party's name, and the soul will soon be able to return to its place; The third is the practice of opening the altar, attracting the Yin God Wandering Soul to come and throw stones to ask for directions to retrieve the lost wisp of remnant soul, but in this case, Shi Yijian has already tried it, and it has not worked.

Shi Yijian, who thought about it, seemed to have found the answer from the memoirs of the third prince, that is, the wisp of the fat man's soul had strayed into the underworld, and he may have been taken into custody by the Yin Si outside the ghost gate. The living soul refers to the unfinished life of the yang, and there is still a trace of vitality left in the soul, such a living soul, the Yin Si of the ghost gate will only temporarily detain it, and wait for it to lose its vitality before being allowed to enter. And once you step into the ghost gate, it can only be that there are no young and old on the Huangquan Road, and the flesh and bones on the Naihe Bridge are whimpering and mourning.

Shi Yijian shook the cigarette ash, pressed it on the ashtray, in order to make some money and go home for the New Year, he dialed the phone in his hometown, but before Shi Yijian could say a word, the other end of the phone shouted loudly: "Stinky boy, I am finally willing to call home, it's almost the New Year, you don't have a holiday, your Uncle Fan also has a holiday!" ”

Shi Yijian immediately flattered: "Dad, I have bought a lot of gifts at noon yesterday and plan to go home this morning, but I took a job in the afternoon, I originally thought it was a trivial matter, and I quickly got rid of it, but I didn't expect to encounter some small troubles, and it was a little tricky to deal with." ”

"Oh, since it's a small trouble, let's go home early if it's early, if there's nothing to do, don't talk about it, I'm very busy now, and I asked someone to go fishing."

Shi Yijian smiled helplessly, in this winter, a fish that has lost a yarn, and I don't know how to find a better one to make excuses. He said: "Last time, the half catty of Longjing was still used to drinking, I was going to take two catties back this time, and the aged Wuliangye that you have been thinking about, I prepared two bottles, the New Year, what else do you want me to bring back, say it so that I can prepare." ”

"Eh, even if you kid didn't raise it in vain, there is nothing lacking at home, but I don't know how to get this mobile phone recently, the signal is good and bad, sometimes I can't hear what people say, it's been used for several years, it should be aging."

"It's okay, I'll buy you the latest one tomorrow." Seeing that the blackmail was successful, there were two laughs on the other end of the phone: "Tell me, what kind of little trouble is a little tricky?" ”

So, Shi Yijian explained the cause and effect of the matter in detail, and his father was silent on the phone for a while before he said: "Hey, your matter is really tricky, I will go to the third uncle to ask now, and I will call you back later." With that, he hung up the phone.

Nearly in the evening, Shi Yijian's father Shi Zhuteng and the third prince Shi Tongpei appeared in front of the signboard of 'Eternal Feng Shui', Shi Yijian and Uncle Fan immediately greeted them, repeated the events of last night, and anxiously asked how to solve this matter. It's just that before his old family could speak, Shi Zhuteng interjected: "What are you in a hurry, we came all the way over, our butts haven't been heated yet, and dinner hasn't been solved, you just want to take advantage of the fisherman, there is such a good thing?" ”

Shi Yijian smiled awkwardly, knowing that this little old man was not worry-free, he looked at the third prince who was smiling and silent, and said, "Then, go have a meal first?" ”

After being full of wine and food, Shi Yijian called Sister Fang and asked her to prepare some ingots candle incense, Shi Yijian and his party took a taxi and came to Sister Fang's house again. After the third prince checked the fat man, he asked Sister Fang some related matters, and then walked back to the hall. I saw him take the Taoist bag handed over by Shi Zhuteng, take out the prepared ink bottle, pour it into a disposable plastic cup, and then use a knife to cut a hole on his little thumb, drip a few drops of blood into the plastic cup, and then took out a blank piece of yellow paper and put it flat on the table, picked up the brush and stirred it in the cup a few times, and finally wrote five words on it calmly: Yin God Zhao Sixi.

Shi Yijian whispered to his father and asked, "Is this Zhao Sixi the messenger of the underworld?" ”

"Why do you know, Bai is so big." Shi Zhuteng glanced at his son: "Isn't there his god seat in one of the empty houses on the second floor of the third uncle?" ”

Shi Yijian smiled innocently: "You didn't tell me either, that house is usually ghostly, and the shrine is still covered with a black cloth, how do I know." I always thought it was the third wife. ”

The third prince set up a simple offering table in the fat man's room, lit candles and incense to the position of the blood talisman, and after explaining a few words to Shi Yijian and the others, he sat on the sofa and began to meditate. After all, the old man is used to going to bed early and getting up early, and Shi Yijian and his father didn't dare to alarm his old man, so they followed Sister Fang to sit in the fat man's room and played with his mobile phone idlely. It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that the third prince walked into the room, only to see him light three sticks of incense, grab a wad of paper money, sprinkle it into the brazier, and read in his mouth: "The house is full of money, and a furnace of green smoke penetrates the ghost door; Thousands of miles of sincere please, fly to the world and descend; Today, there is a Yang Shi family, please invite the envoy of the underworld. Haste as a law! After reading this, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the room, bringing up the burning paper money and scattering it outside the window.

In the matter of the fat man's loss of soul, I don't know how the third prince made a move, anyway, that night, the fat man Wang Youqiang quickly woke up. Since then, Sister Fang has often taken her son to the store, bringing fruit today, please drink tea tomorrow, as the saying goes, no merit is not lost, in a dinner, Shi Yijian and the fat man formed a relationship between uncle and nephew.