Tonight, the fog was up.

Weather forecasts provide fog warnings as early as daylight.

The cold air from the north and the warm current from the Pacific Ocean meet in Shencheng, making the city shrouded in a misty, neon glow, green and red, like a dream.

At one o'clock in the morning, the fog reached its peak.

Under the Jinfeng Bridge, in the psychedelic fog, on the sparkling river, a wooden boat slowly rowed.

In the wooden boat, a woman in a red dress lay peacefully.

Next to her, a man in a white raincoat sat on the side of the boat.

Another man in a black raincoat stood at the stern of the boat, the bamboo pole in his hand gently cut through the water, and the ripples slowly rippled around.

At his feet, there was a chicken coop with a large rooster curled up inside.

"Here it is."

Wang Yu put away the pole.

Take out the candle that has been lit and stand on the head of the boat.

Then take out the small incense tripod and insert three sticks of incense.

Then he took out a disc and sprinkled it with rice, millet, corn, wheat, and sorghum.

Take two more cups, one for tea and one for wine.

After finishing the altar, Wang Yu took out a red rope and handed it to Liu Zihang: "Wrap this red rope around your wrist, wrap one end around your wrist, one end around the rooster's feet, and the middle around Miss Zhao's right wrist, remember the male left and female right, don't make a mistake with the rooster's feet." ”

Liu Zihang asked suspiciously, "Uncle Cousin, why do I, Miss Zhao, and that big be entangled." ”

"Because later, I will rely on your voice to bring back Miss Zhao's soul."

Seeing that Liu Zihang still didn't understand, Wang Yu continued to explain: "The rooster's crow can show the way to the ghost, and your cry is the same reason. ”

"So I'm going to cry for a while?" Liu Zihang suddenly realized that he was going to be cheated again.

"Of course, how else would it be called a weeping soul?" Wang Yu said seriously: "You will not only have to cry later, but also cry like rain, cry so much that your liver and intestines will break, and you will cry while calling Miss Zhao's name." ”

After explaining, Wang Yu finally took out the spirit flag and spirit bell.

The spirit flag is written with Zhao Rou's life and death, as well as a spirit spell.

He used to make the writing by hand.

The Soul Bell is one of the twenty-one magic artifact gift packs that were redeemed from the platform a long time ago.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth, life to the sky, how bitter all living beings ......"

Wang Yu recited the conjuring spell, waving the conjuring banner with one hand and the conjuring bell with the other.

"Zhao Rou, you died so miserably! Come back soon! ……”

Liu Zihang also began to cry, crying and shouting, so he shouted and threw paper money out, and those paper money with round square holes were scattered everywhere on the river.

"Giggles! ……”

The rooster at the stern of the boat was so frightened that he jumped to his feet and crowed.

One minute passed, two minutes passed, three minutes passed.

The female corpse was still lying peacefully, without the slightest reaction.

"Strange, how can this be?"

Wang Yu stopped.

He began to wonder if the spell didn't work.

This is the secret book of the Heavenly Master Dao Soul Conjuring Secret Technique that I spent 100 Soul Coins to exchange from the platform, so it stands to reason that it can't be useless.

Could it be that something went wrong?

The furnishings of the conjuring altar, the spells, and Zhao Rou's life and death are not wrong.

But why is there no induction?

Could it be that Zhao Rou has finished avenging and the soul has returned to the underworld?

That's not going to be possible.

If that were the case, her corpse would not have overflowed with yin qi and would not burn.

Just when Wang Yu was thinking hard, he suddenly noticed that the candle lit on the bridge flickered.

That candle was lit there, neither for the sake of beauty nor for illumination.

Rather, it is a life candle that represents the soul of the summoned.

Now that the candle flame has moved, it means that it has established an induction with Zhao Rou's revenant.

Wang Yu was overjoyed, and immediately ordered: "Zihang, cry louder again!" ”

Immediately after that, he continued to wave the spirit flag, shake the spirit bell, and recite the spirit mantra.

The candle flame flickered on and off at this time, and it shook very much.

Wang Yu closed his eyes and sensed Zhao Rou's ghost.

His yin and yang pupils saw that in the darkness, Zhao Rou was imprisoned by a force, and she was struggling.

"Who captured her?"

Wang Yu was surprised.

His yin and yang pupils only saw Zhao Rou who was struggling, but couldn't see anything else.

This shows that it was not a ghost who caught Zhao Rou's soul, but a very likely person!

Could it be the ghost hunter invited by the other party?

Wang Yu didn't think about it so much, and directly increased the intensity of the conjuring.

Volley with that invisible opponent!

Bean-sized sweat kept rolling down his forehead.

The whole boat was swinging violently.

Suddenly, Wang Yu suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Uncle Cousin, what's wrong with you?"

Liu Zihang was startled and was about to get up and go over.

"Don't come here!" Wang Yu opened his hand to stop it, "Keep crying!" ”

He withdrew his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a ruthless light appeared in his eyes: "Bastard, I'll play with you!" ”

Out of thin air, he drew a five-ghost rune and a golden armor rune.

These two talismans are both summoning spells, the former one summons the five ghosts, and the latter summons the golden armor god.

Wang Yu held the two talismans in his hand and closed his eyes.

The two charms in his palms gradually turned into black ashes.

It's like it's burning.

But there was no flame to be seen.

That's because Wang Yu was fighting in the air with the person who imprisoned Zhao Rou's soul in his mind, so the spell burned without flames.

The five ghosts and the gold-armored gods summoned by the two spells naturally appeared on the other side.

A smile appeared at the corner of Wang Yu's mouth.

Because he snatched Zhao Rou's soul back.

The female corpse suddenly opened her eyes.

She looked panicked.

Then I saw Wang Yu and Liu Zihang on the boat, and I was even more surprised: "It's you?" ”

Wang Yu smiled and said, "Miss Zhao, we meet again." ”

Zhao Rou said gratefully: "Thank you for saving me." ”

Wang Yu asked, "Who caught you just now?" ”

Zhao Rou said hatefully: "It was a mage invited by my enemy's family, I originally planned to go to the last enemy tonight to take revenge, but I fell into their ambush and was caught by that mage. If it hadn't been for the two of you to come to his rescue, I might have been scattered in his hands. ”

Liu Zihang opened his mouth in surprise, he didn't expect that this time the conjuring was so not simple, no wonder his cousin vomited blood just now.

Zhao Rou then said worriedly: "You guys get out of here quickly, otherwise he will soon catch up with that mage." ”

As soon as the words fell, a figure gradually walked in the dense fog by the river in front of him.

The figure came gently from the surface of the river, but the surface of the water was undulating, as if there was no gravity.