Chapter 157: Help Me......
As we spoke, the elevator arrived, and we entered the elevator and pressed the button on the twenty-first floor.
"Seventh brother, what have you prepared? Why is this so heavy? Xiao Rong asked, rubbing the things in his hand.
The elevator went to the 21st floor, and the 21st floor is very quiet, as if nothing had happened.
"Where are the places where the foreigners you saw were killed?" I didn't answer Xiao Rong's question and asked.
Xiao Rong pointed to the place closer to the small window where I jumped out at that time, I put the red umbrella in the place where Xiao Rong fingered, and then set up three candles around this umbrella, and then set up an incense burner in front of the small window, in which the glutinous rice of the half incense burner was placed, and then sprinkled the incense ash of the small half stove, and then inserted a stick of incense, which was not lit.
Then a circle of ox blood was sprinkled on the outer ring of the candle and incense burner, and then blank rune paper was pasted on the load-bearing walls and windows on this level.
"Seventh brother, what is this? Isn't this all written in the TV series? How is this empty? "Xiao Rong didn't know what to do for me, so he kept following me.
"The talisman paper is not posted here to suppress her, but to tell her that we have the ability to help her, and see if she is willing to accept help." I explained as I worked.
"And what about the bloody circle over there?" Xiao Rong asked.
"It is a small world, surrounded by the yin that carries resentment, and the outside is surrounded by ox blood, in this side of the world, the most resentful scene of her life will be formed, and the incense burner is placed in it to purify the turbidity inside, and will not let her face those again, magnify the resentment, so that she can accept the reality calmly, and decide whether she wants our help."
"Is there a table, I remember that there is no school scene in Weiguo's secret room, get a set of tables and chairs......" Before I finished speaking, Xiao Rong took action.
But seeing Xiao Rong leave directly by elevator, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seems that she doesn't want to do anything to us now.
After Xiao Rong left, I poured out all the things in the bag, this time I came out to play, I didn't bring anything, I hope these things can do their job, they can all be useful!
I spread a circle on the place with glutinous rice flour and poured all the ingots on top.
With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened, and Xiao Rong moved over a set of tables and chairs, the kind that is old, with a single desk with red lacquer on the wood, which looks quite old.
We set up the table and chairs on the side, then spread a layer of glutinous rice flour on the table, and then put the two sets of books and exercise books I bought on the table.
"What is this for?" Xiao Rong saw my movements and asked puzzled.
"They all said that this little girl was sixteen or seventeen years old, so I guess she was probably just a high school student at the time of the murder, and everything here is related to her age and what she has experienced.
So the effect of setting this step is that no matter whether she likes to study or what her grades are, if he doesn't encounter such a thing, she will continue to go to school and continue to receive education.
But very few people are very fond of learning, so this and other resentment will allow her to hear my call and come here without magnifying her resentment, which will have serious consequences.
For example, if I use a lot of torture instruments like chains and whips that she may have been beaten before, it is very likely that she will suffer a very big backlash, and although I find her at this time, it will infinitely magnify her resentment and hatred, and at that time we will not be able to achieve the goal we want. ”
Xiao Rong listened to my words, nodded as if he didn't understand, and then said:
"If that's the case, that's quite reasonable, so what are you doing with all this powder?"
"It's not a flour face, it's glutinous rice flour, glutinous rice flour, it's not particularly useful, if you have to say that it has one of its biggest uses, that is, it can help psychic, and it can also weaken some resentment and yin.
So this kind of thing is equivalent to a panacea, if she spreads it here for a single purpose. Sometimes, this thing can be used to protect itself, and sometimes it can be used to listen to the location of the resentful spirit, mixed with the psychic blood of the crow blood and ox blood, and pasted on the body of the yin can force out the resentment in the yin and so on. "I talked about it for a while, and it suddenly dawned on me that this thing was so useful, and I usually didn't notice it just thinking about it.
"So what should I do now that she'll come?" Xiao Rong asked.
I was about to talk about the way to use fire, but it suddenly occurred to me that there is no wick oil here, and if it is ignited, it is really on fire.
Thinking of this, I slapped my head, why did I forget this stubble?!
"Do we need to stay here all the time?" Seeing that I didn't answer his question, Xiao Rong asked.
"It doesn't take a while, after we light all the candles here, let's go back to the 23rd floor and wait, or go out for a walk, of course, it's early in the afternoon, she has already appeared twice today, and she may not want to come, so for the sake of insurance, let's come back early tomorrow morning."
I took out the rest of the ox blood in the bag, and blocked it on the book and the paper money over there, Xiao Rong didn't know what I was doing with this blood dusting in this place, I told him that this was instead of something called wick oil, which can suppress the yang fire, that is, the fire in our yang world, only some yin fire is burning, and these fireworks will only burn things with yin energy.
Although it looks like it's burning, there's nothing abnormal about its body, unless it's something that has a grudge in itself, and when it comes to it, it will really be burned to ashes like we see something burned.
Hearing this, Xiao Rong said excitedly:
"Then it's the same as when the offering was made, people ate the soul of the food, not the food itself, right?"
I thought about it for a moment, well, it does smell like that.
Xiao Rong, who had been affirmed, looked very happy, and I lit the three white candles in the circle surrounded by ox blood. Then I lit all the incense sticks in the incense burner, and finally used them, lit the cowhide and put them on the books, and finally put a notebook and a pen that I had prepared next to the books.
After doing these things, Xiao Rong and I took the elevator and left.
"Let's light the fire, will it really be okay inside?" We have been away for a long time, Xiao Rong still asked uneasily.
I shook my head and told Xiao Rong to believe me.
We walked around the mall, and then I heard that there is a big amusement park nearby, we are going to play in the amusement park, it can be said that we are having fun, not worse than Liu Maozi and their play, and it is not in vain to deal with these things.
In the evening, I followed Xiao Rong back to the hotel that Weiguo arranged for us, and found that Liu Maozi and they had returned.
It turned out that they were all worried that Xiao Rong and I were here, because they had heard too much along the way, and they became more and more worried about this building, and then they were not in the mood to continue playing, so they simply returned to the hotel to wait for our news, and they didn't even have a good meal.
When I heard this, I felt guilty, so I quickly took them out for a good meal, and talked about it at the dinner table, this matter is not particularly difficult, but it mainly depends on what the situation is on the 21st floor where we go tomorrow.
We happily finished our meal, and then went back to the hotel in the evening to wait, and after putting my mother to sleep, I was lying in bed with peace of mind.
Lying on the bed looking at the ceiling, I don't know how long I watched, drowsiness hit, and I fell asleep groggily.
In my dream, I dreamed of a young girl being locked in a small attic, the space was full of all kinds of tools to beat her, and the ground was mixed with traces of blood and dirty liquid.
The girl's eyes were large, but very hollow, and there was not even fear in her eyes.
She was chained naked and chained, with scraps piled up next to her, and her body was covered in scars.
The picture turned to another day, this is a bus, and the girl who looks exactly like the girl who was imprisoned just now, got off the bus, holding a red umbrella in her hand, she was carrying a schoolbag, she looked very happy, and waved goodbye to her little friend who was still sitting on the bus, and in a blink of an eye, she was kidnapped by a gangster.
Then she was locked up in the attic, and the thug called several men and assaulted the girl, and if she resisted, they would beat him severely.
The picture in front of me was fragmentary, but it was enough to piece together a complete event, and finally I saw the magnified girl's face, and she said weakly:
"Help Me ......"