Chapter 208: Ritual Matters
This time, Director Lin and many senior executives of the company did not dare to watch it again.
Just sent a few security guards to guard the outside of the land in the development zone, if something happened, I could inform them.
When doing things, only Li Changsheng and Xiao Jia were inside.
Xiao Jia is young and timid, but he is a sincere and kind young man, Director Lin ordered the order, and he did not dare to disobey it, so he had to follow Li Changsheng.
During the day today, Xiao Jia worked all day, running several theaters, large and small, before borrowing the Guan Gong knife that Li Changsheng wanted.
At night, Li Changsheng set up the altar on the land of the development zone, and the domineering Guan Gong knife stood on the side of the altar.
Xiao Jia looked at the Guan Gong knife, hey...... Don't really say it, I just felt that there was a momentum, and suddenly the cowardice in my heart was a little less, and I faintly felt that the Li Changsheng in front of him, although he was young, was probably a master.
After all, so far, he has no other way but to believe in Li Changsheng.
The night is getting deeper.
The land in the development zone is also a little frighteningly quiet.
Li Changsheng lit three incense sticks, bowed respectfully to the altar three times, and inserted the incense on the incense burner.
Xiao Jia looked at the time and reminded him on the side: "Mr. Li...... There was still half an hour, and it was twelve o'clock in the morning. ”
"Hmm!" Li Changsheng nodded slightly, his face was serious, but he didn't say a word.
Twelve o'clock in the morning is the time of great yin, but in fact, it is also the time of great sun.
As the saying goes, "If you don't have a pole, the cathode gives birth to yang", which is what is said. The reason why we started to do things at this time is to use the yin and yang of this time to exorcise the ghosts on the land of this development area.
For example, at 12 o'clock at noon, when the sun is at its highest, but in fact, the time of the day when the yin qi is the heaviest is at 12 o'clock at noon. Halloween is coming, the ghost door is wide open, and a group of ghosts haunt and enjoy the worship of relatives and friends, and it is also at this time to come out and enjoy offerings.
The cathode produces yang, the anode produces yin, and yin and yang alternate, and the life is endless.
Li Changsheng stood quietly and didn't speak, Xiao Jia was on the side, and he didn't dare to say anything.
I only feel that the cold wind tonight is blowing more biting, as if it can penetrate into the pores of human skin, and it is cool and cool.
When the hour comes, burn paper and incense, and open the altar.
Li Changsheng held the colorful order flag, circled the altar, and recited words in his mouth.
Not far in front of the altar, there is a brazier, in which the paper ingots are burned, which are used to burn sacrifices to the ghosts on the land of these development areas.
The flames were bubbling and swaying in the wind, which was a little weird.
I only saw Li Changsheng's colored order flag pointing forward, his expression was serious, and his eyes seemed to be flashing with flames.
On the altar, the bell that was originally held was actually vibrated at this time, and the sound of "bell bell" was made, but the sound was stirring inside the bell, and it sounded a little dull from the outside, like the sound of knocking on the door.
Xiao Jia suddenly heard the terrible scream of "woo", which became more and more harsh, and his whole body trembled, and he couldn't help but look around.
It was pitch black and silent, but he didn't see anything, but Xiao Jia only felt that behind him, the yin wind was blowing "whoosh", and his scalp was numb.
The night is deeper and more sultry, faint, like a mist, ethereal, empty.
As Li Changsheng's mantra ended, Xiao Jia came back to his senses, but he was taken aback.
There was a strange flame shining in the brazier, and the miserable green light kept coming out of it, faintly, flickering in the light and darkness, only to see that there seemed to be countless vague shadows, rushing towards the brazier, like many ghosts competing for the dark paper ingots in the brazier.
"Received my money and paper, and went on the road with peace of mind...... Don't hurt anyone......"
Li Changsheng said quietly, picked up a stack of dark papers, and raised it casually.
The paper moved with the wind, as if sprinkled on this land, and the faint breath slowly spread.
"Mr. Li......" Xiao Jia's body trembled, looked at Li Changsheng, and couldn't help but shout.
But seeing that Li Changsheng took a deep breath, he didn't respond to Xiao Jia, walked to the altar, facing the brazier, twisted his hand lightly, twisted a piece of talisman paper, and dipped a pen in cinnabar with his other hand.
At this moment, his whole body was surging with momentum, as if he was condensing countless powers, with the tip of the brush trembling, the spell was drawn, like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, the momentum was surging, and it was done in one go.
Taoist painting is to pay attention to all in one go.
When drawing talismans, the qi can not be broken, the momentum can not be stopped, the spirit and spirit gather in the whole body, condensed in the pen, and the pen can produce flowers, so as to draw the charm of the powerful ghosts and gods.
The spiritual power contained in the talisman is also related to the practitioner's own cultivation, and the greater the ability, the stronger the power when the talisman is completed.
"Southern Fire Order, Envoy Liuding. Nine Heavenly Warriors, millions of elite soldiers. Seal the spring and dry, seal the stone and crack. Closed mountains and landslides, closed rivers and exhausted rivers. The temple is broken, and the fire is extinguished. The gods are dead, and the ghosts are gone. After three days, everything was collected. Haste as a law. ”
After the spell was drawn, Li Changsheng chanted the mantra and stood up, only to see him twisting the top of the rune paper with one hand, and gently flicking the rune paper with the other hand.
With a "whoosh", the rune paper flew out of his hand and swept between the candles above the altar, instantly flashing a golden light.
Xiao Jia only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and before the whole person could see it clearly, the rune paper fluttered lightly, and fell into the burning brazier, burning into ashes in an instant.
After the rune paper was burned, I saw a golden ripple spreading out of the brazier.
It was like the light of the outer flame of the dancing flame, and it was like a hazy layer of mist.
I only saw the ghosts and undead who had been crowded around the brazier, touching this golden ripple, and in an instant, disappeared.
Just when Xiao Jia was dumbfounded, he only heard a loud "boom" from behind him.
Li Changsheng was also stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look behind him.
A puff of black smoke poured out of the dark and unfinished building, which suddenly darkened and became even more hazy.
Mr. Lee...... What is this? ”
Xiao Jia was shocked and screamed.
I only saw that in the billowing black smoke, a man with an illusory figure walked out slowly.
said that he was taking a step, but in fact, he just saw his feet moving, but his whole person seemed to be suspended, and his feet did not touch the ground.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Xiao Jia probably wouldn't have believed it, and he was so frightened that his body went limp, and he almost collapsed to the ground.
"Descending Spirit."
Li Changsheng smiled coldly and said, as if he had expected it, and he was not surprised at all.
"Gas-lowering ghost? What is it? Xiao Jia's face changed, and he hurriedly leaned towards Li Changsheng's side.
Li Changsheng sneered and said, "Xiao Jia, it's time for you to help me." ”
"Huh? What do you mean......" Xiao Jia was stunned, as if he didn't understand.
I only saw Li Changsheng bite the tip of his finger, a drop of blood was exposed, his whole body moved, and instantly flashed to the front of Guan Gongdao, and the tip of his finger flicked.
The drop of blood "swished" and landed on the blade of Guan Gong's knife and slid down the stream.
Li Changsheng grabbed Guan Gong's knife, turned to the side, and returned to Xiao Jia's side.
With a "bang", Guan Gongdao stood in front of Xiao Jia, his face was cold, and he said sharply: "Take the knife, go up and cut him ......"