"Since the ancestors said it was useful, I have the right to give it a try, in short, there is no loss." I said.

Song Shiyu said 'oh', seeing that I didn't pay attention to her, and I wasn't ready to draw a circle for her, she simply grabbed a handful of cinnabar and sprinkled a circle around herself.

I glared at her curiously, she shrunk her neck, and her face was full of sneers: "Be prepared, be prepared, hehe." ”

After sprinkling the cinnabar, I grabbed another handful of white powder and sprinkled a circle one meter beyond the cinnabar, this time with a wide range, a full 30 centimeters wide.

"What is this?" Xiao Nizi is very curious.

"Salt, the uniodized kind. Bought at the supermarket. I sprinkled it and explained, "It is said that salt also has the effect of warding off evil spirits and exorcising demons in ancient times, so I will try them all to see if they can produce a superimposed effect." ”

After hearing these words, Song Shiyu and Lin Xiaowei were full of black lines at the same time.

I didn't care about their strange looks, and I took care of myself and erected a candle every ten centimeters on the outer circle of the salt and lit it.

Soon, ninety-nine candles were burning, each of which was not very bright, but the number of hundreds still illuminated most of the surrounding space relatively clearly.

Ninety-nine is one, and the lack of one in the hundreds represents imperfection, and it also means that there are gaps and loopholes. The ancients thought that the number ninety-nine was very good at driving away ghosts, because ghosts would always chase after the one who escaped. Now that the ghosts are gone, people are naturally fine.

I motioned for them to turn off their flashlights, then grabbed a stack of paper money, lit it in my hand, and began to walk around the circle formed by the candles. After walking around, the paper money in his hand just burned out. I asked Lin Xiaowei, "Do you have any strange feelings?" ”

"Nope." She closed her eyes for a moment, then shook her head.

So I walked on, and after another lap, I asked, "And now?" ”

"I still don't feel it." She still shook her head.

In this way, I kept walking, and Song Shiyu was almost faint when I walked. Lin Xiaowei's mouth still had a negative answer. I burned about half of the paper money I brought, and walked around in circles for about half an hour, and finally I couldn't bear it anymore.

"It doesn't seem to be working at all." In the forty-third lap four, he resolutely threw away the paper money that was still burning in his hand. Puzzled, I kicked away the paper money piled up on the ground, and I was helpless: "Forget it, prepare the next plan." ”

"Brother Yu, how many plans do you have?" Song Shiyu rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"It's a lot, so much that I can't even count." I rummaged through the items on the ground: "It's okay, there's a lot of time, let's try one by one." Maybe it will work out all of a sudden! ”

"Ugh. Where should I complain? She covered her forehead and smiled wryly.

I found the key to the next method and came to Lin Xiaowei: "Close your eyes." ”

"What's in your hand? Why is there a disgusting stench? The girl involuntarily shrank back.

"Don't move. This is black dog blood, and it has been put for three days. It took the boss's effort and several vegetable markets to buy it. I reached out and pressed her head, dipped a brush in black dog blood, and gently touched her forehead. Lin Xiaowei immediately left a black-red dot in the center of her forehead.

"Do you feel it?" I asked.

"No, I just feel sick inside." She glared at me: "I said, Mr. Night, you have long looked at me unpleasantly, and you took the opportunity to trick me, right?" ”

"How is that possible?" This time it was my turn to laugh, "Don't care. It's always going to work. Proceed to prepare for the next scenario. ”

Time passed quietly, and one plan after another ended in failure. Lin Xiaowei's eye bags were swollen, and her eyelids were drooping, obviously sleepy and uncomfortable. She drank coffee and some of the banned stimulants I bought on the black market. But it still made her persist very hard.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and that kid from Qiyang didn't show up at all, and I was a little anxious. The plan I prepared was not surprisingly successful. But it also proves that the things in Lin Xiaowei's head should not be the so-called devil or ghost, and she is not evil.

Of course, the exorcism ritual still has to go on. This is a rare opportunity, and I would like to gather more information and feedback.

"This time it's the top priority, and I'm personally quite confident." I pulled out a bowl and a stack of red threads.

"Brother Yu. You've said that before every exorcism method, I'm almost out of confidence. Song Shiyu said weakly.

"This one is different. There is a name and a surname, and it is called 'Red Line Ghost Hunting'. "I stretched, and I was noticeably less energetic than when I first arrived. I didn't bother to explain, I walked into the candle circle, jumped over the salt ring and cinnabar circle, and came to Lin Xiaowei again: "Raise your right hand." ”

"Hmm." The girl meekly raised her hand. His eyes were a little stunned. She watched numbly as I tied the end of the red thread around her wrist and tied it in a slipknot. I pulled the red thread all the way out until it was five meters away, and then I dipped the other end of the red thread into the bowl that had been prepared long ago. The bowl contains a viscous, yellowish liquid.

Song Shiyu leaned over and sniffed: "Is it rapeseed oil?" ”

"It's sesame oil, for sacrifice. The key to this red line ghost hunt is to wait for the ghost to emerge from the host's body and follow the red line into the bowl. When the time comes, we will set fire to the sesame oil and burn it alive. ”

"Does it work?" Song Shiyu recalled the tumor on the face: "It's obviously a phantom, it has no entity, and it is afraid of fire?" ”

"You don't know until you burn it, and you know it by practice." I looked at him and said, "In order to enhance the effect, I also deliberately mixed a certain proportion of gasoline into the sesame oil. ”

"Cut." She let out a breath through her nostrils, clearly disdainful of my answer. Then it's like slipping back into your own cinnabar circle.

I grabbed her arm: "Tighten the red line with me, now I can only wait." ”

"When?" She asked helplessly.

"You go and ask Xiaowei about the face tumor in her head to see when it will come out." I pouted, and what I said was very irresponsible.

"Forget it, I don't want to see that thing again in my life." She hurriedly shook her head.

The two of us sat in place with each other, one watching Lin Xiaowei's reaction, and the other staring at the red line. I don't know how long it took, my head was groggy and my eyelids were shaking.

I always felt that a stream of sleepiness could not resist pouring into the depths of my heart, I was dizzy, and my whole person was struggling between drowsiness and wakefulness. Finally, I couldn't help it, closed my eyes, and my mind was about to faint.

At this moment, a biting chill crawled over his back. I snapped and sobered up a bit. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come and your support, which is my biggest motivation. )

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