At night, the villagers gather here.

After setting up the Taoist altar, Jia Ye put on a Taoist robe, which looked quite imposing.

Li Changsheng also came, moved a small stool, and sat in the crowd.

Although it is just some small rituals of conjuring spirits, there will be no mistakes in thinking that Jia Ye is experienced, but Li Changsheng also wants to see how much the current Taoist priests have dropped in terms of magic over the past few thousand years.

What's more, although Jia Ye is experienced, he also helps dozens of corpses perform rituals, and Li Changsheng is also worried that there will be an accident halfway.

The night was getting colder, and Jia Ye shook the bell in his hand.

lit the incense, inserted a white candle, and saw Jia Ye pick up a peachwood sword, chant a spell in his mouth, and start walking around the altar.

The villagers watched intently.

Jia Ye's walking speed became faster and faster, and suddenly, he shouted: "......"

When the words fell, he took out the rune paper that he had prepared and pasted it on the two small benches, and the rest of the rune paper kept beating, and under Jia Ye's mantra, it was connected head to tail, and between the two small benches, a fairy bridge was erected.

Seeing this, Li Changsheng smiled slightly.

Jia Ye's way of doing this is not too bad.

This fairy bridge, although it is above the white matter, the basic practice of the Taoist priest, but this small fairy bridge, but you can see how a Taoist priest behaves.

For Taoist priests who are not high, this immortal bridge is likely to be built for half an hour, and it may not be able to be built.

But Jia Ye is so old, the Tao is naturally not weak, and the fairy bridge will start as soon as it is built.

I saw Jia Ye take out the paper that he had prepared from his pocket, put it on the altar, grabbed a handful of raw glutinous rice in his hand, and threw it towards the flame on the candle.

The incantation was recited, and the firelight "rubbed" and rushed straight up, and a wave of heat rolled out.

The paper man also stood up at once.

As a professional corpse chaser, Jia Ye has a very strong ability to lift corpses, and it is naturally not a problem to set up a small piece of paper man.

"Soul and soul, listen to my orders, cross the bridge and travel the road, ascend to heaven through the underworld, and be as urgent as the law......"

Jia Ye's face was solemn, he shouted angrily, and the peachwood sword in his hand pointed towards the corpse that had been placed.

The villagers naturally couldn't see it, but Li Changsheng clearly saw that the trace of soul left in the original corpse was summoned by Jia Ye at this moment, turned into a little bit of green light, gathered together, and slowly flew towards Jia Ye, submerging into the paper man.

The firelight flickered, and a cold wind blew over.

Jia Ye held the peachwood sword, and with a light finger, he saw that the paper man moved all of a sudden, jumping on the tip of the peachwood sword.

The villagers were stunned and amazed.

I only saw Jia Ye put the peachwood sword next to the fairy bridge, and the paper man seemed to be guided and jumped on the fairy bridge at once.

"Cross the bridge......" Jia Ye's face turned cold and shouted sharply.

The paper man began to walk the fairy bridge step by step.

The fairy bridge was built of rune paper, swaying in the wind, and although the paper man moved slowly, every step was very solid.

Everyone was so frightened that they couldn't help but hold their breath, for fear that their breath would be bigger, so they blew the paper man off the fairy bridge.

Crossing the fairy bridge is a very important ritual, and only after crossing the fairy bridge can the dead be allowed to reincarnate. Once some of the dead people have committed heinous sins and cannot be reincarnated as human beings, then it is very likely that they will not be able to cross the fairy bridge.

At this moment, Mo said that it was the villagers, and even Jia Ye himself was very nervous.

This is the first time he has helped so many corpses to preside over the ceremony of the fairy bridge, there are too many dead souls, and they have all gathered on the top of the paper man, and the strength of this paper man is naturally much greater.

I only saw a breeze blowing, the fairy bridge swayed, and the paper man stood on the fairy bridge, and he also swayed.

After a while, a cold sweat had already broken out on Jia Ye's forehead.

As the saying goes, "Yangguan Avenue is easy to walk, but the Yin and Yang Path is difficult to walk", this living person walks Yangguan Avenue, and the dead walk naturally on the Yin and Yang Road.

The paper man staggered and finally crossed the fairy bridge.

When everyone saw it, they breathed a sigh of relief.

Jia Ye wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, picked up the piece of paper, placed it on the table, and asked people to move the two small stools down.

These dozens of corpses died in a foreign land, and what they have to do now is naturally to recall their souls.

Generally speaking, Taoist priests make the ghosts of the underworld send them back to the dead, and after receiving the sacrifices of their relatives, they will be sent to Huangquan Road.

Jia Ye took out a stack of rune paper and let people hang it around the mourning hall.

The breeze blew, and the rune paper swayed, making a "whoosh" sound.

I only saw Jia Ye burn a little ingots and put them in front of the mourning hall.

This ingots are not for the souls of the dead, but for the ghosts of the underworld who bring the souls back from a different place.

After burning the ingots, Jia Ye waved the peachwood sword in his hand, shook the bell in his hand, and began to shout his soul: "Hometown loess, dream people, eight thousand miles of Yangguan, all the way with the wind, soul and soul, come back to see your relatives!" Soul and soul, come back and listen! Soul ...... soul"

Jia Ye was in a high mood, and when he opened his mouth to read, he still muttered in a low voice, and the further back he went, the more high-pitched his voice became.

When everyone heard this, they only felt sad about the scene, and they couldn't help but feel sad.

"Commanding ......"

With a shout, Jia Ye's voice stopped suddenly, and the peachwood sword in his hand pointed lightly in the direction opposite the spirit hall.

That place is an avenue, and as far as the eye can see, there is a dark forest.

I only heard a "whooshing" sound in the dense forest, as if something was hidden in it.

All the villagers looked intently, only to feel a chill around them.

Li Changsheng, who was sitting in the crowd, suddenly became serious with a look on his face at this time, and he also looked in that direction.

I only saw that in the dark and dark forest, two yin chasers, holding guide flags and carrying a group of dead souls, slowly walked towards this end.

Naturally, other people can't see this picture, and if they can see it, they have to be frightened.

The eerie green light lingered on the bodies of those dead souls, and the faces of each of them seemed to have a sad expression.

Li Changsheng couldn't help but sigh.

This Jia Ye really has two hits.

This crossing the fairy bridge and summoning spirits, the ritual is handled just right, a little more is too much, and a little less is not enough.

Looking at Jia Ye in a Taoist robe, Li Changsheng seemed to have a trace of doubt in his mind.

Jia Ye took out the prepared ingots again and burned them on both sides of the road.

The shadows walked not far in front of the mourning hall and stopped.

The souls behind him, like a wisp of breeze, fluttered into the mourning hall.

The villagers only felt a cold wind blowing in outside, and all of them couldn't help but shiver.