Chapter 12 Rush

Although he once beat his second son out of the house with a stick, if he wanted to talk about going to his younger son's house with three strangers in the middle of the night, this Guo Laohan still had to call the second son, and it seems that this old man does not trust the three well-wishers of unknown origin at the moment.

As soon as I opened the door and turned on the light, a sense of déjà vu immediately surged into the hearts of Zhang Guoyi and Zhang Yicheng, the only one in the world who can compare with this Guo Mingzhong's house is dirty and messy, I'm afraid only Zhu Yufen's house, but fortunately, Guo Mingzhong doesn't seem to have cooked in the house, the kitchen stove is brand new, and even the range hood is not installed.

"Huh? Come on...... Look at this! Before he could find it, Zhang Yicheng found a sixteen-page hardcover notepad from the coffee table in the living room, and opened it to see that it was densely filled with information such as phone numbers, names, addresses, hospitals, etc., which seemed to be Guo Mingzhong's "business manual", "Ye Xiaowei ......" on the last page with content, Zhang Guoyi found that in addition to a phone number, he also drew a parenthesis with a pencil on the side of the name, and the parentheses said "Looking for Li Ming on the 28th", and then there was no content, it seemed that this "Ye Xiaowei" was written It was the last person Guo Mingzhong contacted before his illness.

"This is the girl in the picture?" took the notepad, Chen Zheng also flipped through it, and found that Guo Mingzhong's recording style is quite strange, many names or numbers and addresses are always followed by some inexplicable words, "Looking for Li Ming on the 28th" This is quite easy to understand, and some records such as "shouting after crossing the bridge", "one, two, three", "you can't pass if you don't put it" are simply inexplicable.

Ye Xiaowei ......" stared at the notepad, Zhang Yicheng thought for a while, "Uncle Chen, did you bring that photo?" ”

"Bring it!" After handing the notepad to Zhang Yicheng, Chen Zheng took out the photo from his handbag.

"Uncle, give me your car keys, and I'll bring them all up......"

After about five minutes, I saw Zhang Yicheng bring up his "treasure bag" again, and without saying a word, he took out things, incense burners, peach wood swords, and rune paper, and put a large piece of messy place.

"Young man, ...... are you" Chen Zheng seemed a little curious.

"The Conjuring!" Zhang Yicheng smiled, "There are photos, there are names, you should be able to recruit, if this Ye Xiaowei is dead, then let's summon her soul and bring it back, which can also allow her and Zhu Huanyu to form a yin relationship and fulfill your promise, if the soul can't be recruited, it means that she is still alive, then it is better to do, as long as you find her and ask for a few hairs!" ”

"Bring the soul back?" Chen Zheng's eyes were about to flow out, "What...... How to bring? ”

"That's it!" Zhang Yicheng knocked the dead jade on the ground with a peachwood sword, "When the time comes, just use this to 'bone' with Zhu Huanyu......"

"This ...... He...... You ......" Chen Zheng looked at Zhang Guoyi and then at Zhang Yicheng, "Young man, are you sure you're not joking?" ”

"Yes......" Zhang Yicheng nodded solemnly, "Uncle Chen, I'm serious!" I know you don't believe it, many people don't believe it, but not believing doesn't mean it doesn't exist, you are a typical idealism......"

"I'm idealistic!?" I saw Chen Zheng's face unconvinced, obviously the sour rot hidden in his heart was hooked out by Zhang Yicheng's words, "Do you know what the definition of idealism is?" ”

"You know, the textbook says, I think, therefore I am, this is idealism, objectively not valid, right?" I saw that this Zhang Yicheng did not delay his work when he spoke, and drew circles on the ground with incense ash while playing poor, "Then this sentence is reversed, I don't think about it, so I'm not there, it's also idealism, and it's also not valid, right?" ”

"Doom...... It should be ......" Chen Zheng pondered for a moment, and there seemed to be nothing wrong.

"Okay, let's replace the words in this sentence, I believe in ghosts, idealism, right?" Zhang Yicheng continued to speak poorly.

"Yes, this is typical subjective idealism!" Chen Zheng is serious, not like he is joking at all.

"Just like just now, to reverse this sentence, I don't believe that the ghost is not there, it's also idealism, right?" Zhang Yicheng smiled and continued to work.

"This ......" Chen Zheng collapsed on the spot, and said in his heart that this Zhang Yicheng was not sent by the enemy to smash the field, right? After a long detour, it turns out that the "set" is here, this kid will not be easy in the future...... "It's not like this!" You can't stand this argument......"

"It's not up to us to decide whether it is established or not...... I saw that Zhang Yicheng had already drawn a large circle around the dead jade with incense ash at this time, and then withdrew from the circle in one step, pointing at Zhang Guoyi and Guo's father and son with his finger, "You guys, go to the kitchen, Uncle Chen stays!" After Zhang Guoyi and the other three entered the kitchen, Zhang Yicheng closed the kitchen door again and sprinkled a thin layer of incense ash at the kitchen door.

"Me?" Chen Zheng was stunned, "What am I staying for?" ”

"Take this ......!" Zhang Yicheng stuffed the peachwood sword into Chen Zheng's hand, "Uncle Chen, I'll read a sentence, you read a sentence with me!" ”

"This ......" Chen Zheng hesitated, "I see...... Forget it......"

"Huh? Uncle Chen, don't you believe it? Zhang Yicheng was stunned, "What, don't you dare?" ”

"I don't dare?" Chen Zheng glared, just like a child, it was so simple that a radical method was actually set, "You read it......!" ”

In the traditional concept, people tend to refer to all strange arts as "spells", but strictly speaking, "law" and "magic" are two completely different things:

For example, Zhang Guozhong once fiddled with the "Yang Soul Method" in Bashan, the principle of action is to exercise the true qi in the human body to the "pulse eye" of the seven veins, and then pierce the seven veins with a sharp weapon to let the yang qi leak, so that the person will die quickly, and its soul will have a large amount of yang energy, so that the method of driving away evil spirits and suppressing ghosts is quite a bit of a ruin, sinking the boat to fight poison, but the premise of casting this method is that the caster must first know how to exercise the true qi, and the layman is definitely not good. If you don't know how to luck the true qi, even if you pierce the seven veins, it will be difficult to kill quickly, and even if you can kill you, you can't become a "yang soul".

And "art" is different, in Taoism, the concept of "art" is mostly biased towards objective guidance, such as this "spiritualism", emphasizing the operation process and formula, the requirements for the caster themselves are not very high, it is a living person, and even men and women do not matter (many "laws" such as the yang soul method, the requirement must be male), as long as the materials are complete and the mantra is correct, even a layman can summon the soul.

In the category of "technique", spiritualism can be said to be the most basic and introductory trick, the process is simple and the formula is not complicated, according to Zhang Yicheng's assumption, as long as this Chen Zheng has the IQ of a parrot, he can follow himself to complete a complete set of mantra formulas, and basically complete the process of conjuring spirits, believe it or not, you can't help it, the reason why Zhang Guoyi and others avoid it is entirely because the yang energy at the scene of the conjuring is not too heavy, this group of big men poke this one, the yang energy is comparable to a men's bathhouse, and I am afraid that no soul dares to make do with it.

Halfway through the mantra, I saw that Chen Zheng's face was already white, the cold sweat on his head was layer after layer, and his legs trembled involuntarily, "Psychological effect...... It's all psychological......" Chen Zheng comforted himself vigorously in his heart, and read two or three more sentences, only to feel that the peachwood sword in his hand was as cold as an ice skate under the eaves of the Ten Winter Wax Moon, and the palm holding the sword seemed to have been frozen numb, and a cool breath rushed from the soles of his feet to the back of his head, "Psychological effect...... Psychological effect...... "Although even his jaw began to tremble, this Chen Zheng just didn't believe in evil, and in the end, he simply didn't even use his tongue, and he recited the mantra and made his upper and lower teeth cluck.

"It won't be such a big reaction......" Zhang Yicheng also felt a little wrong, although he felt cold all over his body when he practiced soul summoning for the first time, but it was not so serious, besides, he was only a twelve or thirteen-year-old child at the time, although Chen Zheng is not a "child" now, but at least he is also a big man, looking at the appearance of the person's physical fitness should be passable, how can there be such a strong reaction?

"Nian ...... Nian......" Chen Zheng looked at Zhang Yicheng tremblingly, and the peachwood sword in his hand was about to shake into the pointer of the seismograph......

"Uncle Chen...... Give me the sword...... You also go to the kitchen......" Zhang Yicheng reached out and grabbed Chen Zheng's wrist, wanting to take the peachwood sword back, but it didn't matter, just heard a sound of the peachwood sword falling in the middle of the incense ash, this Chen Zheng rolled his eyes and there was a gurgling sound in his throat, as if it was a sign of imminent landing.

"Fuck me!" Zhang Yicheng was so frightened that he even jumped out of the dirty words, and without saying a word, he used his feet to smash the incense ash at the kitchen door, and opened the kitchen door, "Come out, surround him quickly!" Fast! ”

"Huh?" Zhang Guoyi looked at it with great energy, thinking that all this was deliberately arranged by Zhang Yicheng, "What...... What's wrong? What's wrong? ”

"Hurry up!" Zhang Yicheng didn't have time to explain, while signaling Zhang Guoyi and the Guo family father and son to hold hands around Chen Zheng, he took out a small red medicine bottle from the "treasure bag", unscrewed the cap and pulled the cinnabar and sprinkled it under Chen Zheng's feet.

"Dad...... You...... Do you hear ......? Guo Yuchun's face turned white with a brush, "That voice just now ......"

"Hear a fart!" Although Old Man Guo said that he was also playing drums in his heart, he was much calmer than Guo Yuchun on the surface, "Look at your unpromising appearance!" No one is afraid of young men, you are such an adult as afraid of a fart! Stand for me! ”

"It's okay, it's okay...... Normal! Zhang Yicheng said as he took out the "dragon scale" dagger from the "treasure bag", "Don't move...... if it's enclosed!" I saw Zhang Yicheng raise the dagger above his head with both hands, and there were words in his mouth, "Five-star town color, light Xuanming......" At this time, there was a sudden burst of muffled laughter in the corridor, the reason why it was said to be the voice in the corridor was completely because the sound was too weird, and it was so strange that people couldn't hear where it came from, just like an auditory hallucination looming in the ears, and the laughter was muffled, like the effect after the echo of the corridor.

"Again...... Here we go again......" Guo Yuchun let go of Zhang Guoyi's hand and wanted to run, but was pulled back by Zhang Guoyi, "Where can you run!?" Come back! ”

"Oh mom......" Guo Yuchun snorted and was about to cry, "My brother is already like that, my old Guo family is the only one left with me, you can spare me......"

"Those who oppose me die, dare to rush! The knife enters the underworld, and I am really yang ......" At this time, I only heard Zhang Yicheng's vicious words, holding the dagger in both hands and poking it on the cement floor, to say that this time it may indeed be too strong, only to see the ground sparkling, the dagger was instantly ejected to a meter away, and a pit about one centimeter deep was left on the concrete floor.

"Ahh Seeing this scene, even Zhang Guoyi, who had always been calm, was pale, "Yicheng, this thing...... Why is it so powerful!? ”

"I'm fucking ......" I saw Zhang Yicheng holding each other's wrists with both hands, and the tears of his teeth and grinning were about to fall, "It's not that the ghost is powerful, it's that the fucking ground is too hard...... "To be honest, Zhang Yicheng is using this trick at the moment called "sending ghosts to the ground", when the old Liu Tou used it once when he was governing the "human body" in Wuling Mountain, this trick pays attention to the fact that the sharp blade must be inserted into the ground three inches, and the grievances can be sent into the underworld with "sharp and evil breath", but the old Liu Tou is on the mountain, the soil is soft, and the dagger is inserted into the ground without much effort, And at this moment, it is not so easy for Zhang Yicheng to insert the dagger into the concrete floor, and the reason why this kid dares to do this is entirely because he heard his father Zhang Guozhong say that he also inserted the dagger into the cement floor in Wuhan, and it was successful, but then again, Zhang Guozhong is Zhang Yicheng's father after all, and the father can't describe himself too embarrassed in front of his son anyway, so he called out that two key details in the whole "knife into the cement floor" process were also omitted by Zhang Guozhong in good faith: one is to cut the iron and destroy it, and the other is to faint himself……

"...... How could this be......" After moving his wrist, Zhang Yicheng picked up the dagger and looked at it carefully, but fortunately the dagger was not damaged.

"I ...... I'm fucking! "Holding the dagger, Zhang Yicheng's eyes are bloodshot, I really hate my father, who is only a little more low-key than his uncle Zhang Guoyi, didn't he say that he could insert it into the concrete floor, Lao Tzu used all the strength of his body, how could this be!?

To be honest, at this moment, Zhang Yicheng didn't wonder why the dagger couldn't be inserted into the concrete floor, because he hadn't tried it before, at most he had listened to the vernacular of Daddy's Yunshan fog cover, and what really made Zhang Yicheng couldn't figure it out was the soul of this "Ye Xiaowei" at the moment.

Theoretically speaking, people who die of illness belong to normal deaths, no matter how painful the disease is, as long as it is a death of illness, whether it is excessive or not, there should be no harm, and the absolute call comes and goes, and at this moment, this "Ye Xiaowei" does not seem to be as simple as dying of illness.

At this time, a gust of wind blew in the house from nowhere, and the photo of Ye Xiaowei that was originally placed in front of the dead jade was blown to the wall with a hula, on the photo, Ye Xiaowei's angle of sight was just staring at Guo Yuchun, this Guo Yuchun was originally closed, and at this time, he didn't know what he suddenly remembered, Leng Buding opened his eyes and happened to match the photos on the wall, and he was scared on the ground, "What's wrong!?" "To say that father and son are father and son after all, seeing that his son fell to the ground, Mr. Guo hurriedly went to pull, at this time, Chen Zheng, who was surrounded in the middle, raised his arm and rounded it at Zhang Guoyi, to say that this time is really too sudden, although Zhang Guoyi reacted quite quickly, raised his arm to block it, but the force of blocking this is obviously much smaller than the strength of Chen Zheng to hit people, I saw Zhang Guoyi didn't even hum and rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot, "Ah......" Seeing this scene, Guo Yuchun, who was paralyzed on the ground, rolled his eyes and simply fainted......

"Uncle!" Before Zhang Yicheng could react, Chen Zheng's slap had already reached his eyes, "Ouch, fuck ......" Zhang Yicheng closed his eyes and squatted down desperately, only to feel a vicious wind brushing his scalp, to be honest, if he was hit this time, at least it would be a heavy injury at the level of head injury, and the strength was obviously heavier than that of Zhang Guoyi.

"Recruit guys!!" At this time, Old Man Guo also reacted, reached out and grabbed the stick and hooked Chen Zheng's leg, and with a loud shout, he actually dragged Chen Zheng to his head.

"Damn, the old man is too NB......" Zhang Yicheng looked stupid, I heard a long time ago that Cangzhou is the hometown of martial arts, and it really deserves its reputation, just with the strength of this hook, the old man has obviously practiced, "Dare to beat my uncle, let you taste this ......" opened his eyes, but now is not the time to enjoy martial arts performances, I saw Zhang Yicheng step on Chen Zheng's back with a kick, rolled up his sleeves and picked up the dragon scales and brushed his arm, and the blood instantly came out.

"Child, you ......" didn't wait for Old Man Guo to finish asking, only to see Zhang Yicheng get up and wave a knife and sneered Ye Xiaowei's photo on the wall, to say that the cement floor is indeed hard, but this wall seems to be a hollow structure like a prefabricated slab, and the dagger with a "Tong Zimei" snorted and inserted it more than half an inch, with this moment, Chen Zheng on the ground immediately became honest, only to feel that a fierce gust of wind in the house blew up a large piece of fragrant ash cinnabar on the ground, and then began to flow out along the gap under the door of the house.

"Want to run ......?" I saw Zhang Yicheng reach out and take out a piece of rune paper from the treasure bag, and after his fingertips were stained with blood, he slammed it on the door after three drawings and two paintings, and then pulled the dagger off the wall with a strong wrist, and nailed it to the rune paper on the door with a bang, and then pulled out the dagger nailed with the rune paper with a bang, turned around and slapped the dagger on the dead jade with a wave of his arm, and the whole set of actions was as if it had been rehearsed, and at the same time, I only heard a muffled sound of "bang" in the room, and everything seemed to be calm again.

"I'm ...... It's too TM amazing...... "To be honest, Zhang Yicheng himself was also afraid for a while, this time thanks to Old Man Guo's crutch, otherwise it would be really unlucky."

"Little ...... The young man ......" Old man Guo was covered with cold sweat, stretched out his hand and pushed Chen Zheng on the ground, and seemed to be angry, "He ...... They...... What's going on? Just now...... What the hell was going on? ”

"It's okay...... Zhang Yicheng collapsed on the sofa as soon as his legs went limp, grabbed the incense ash from the plastic bag on the coffee table, and covered the wound.

"Young man...... Just now...... That's a ghost, right? Old Man Guo actually understood in his heart, "My son ...... Is that the thing that harmed? ”

"I don't know......" Zhang Yicheng shook his head, "Grandpa Guo, to tell you the truth, my father is the head of the Maoshan sect of Taoism, and I have learned a lot of things to exorcise ghosts and suppress evil spirits...... Even if it has something to do with the one just now, maybe it's just one of them! ”

"Huh?" Although he didn't know what the so-called Maoshan Sect was for, as soon as he heard Zhang Yicheng say that the thing just now should be just one of them, Old Man Guo's face immediately turned white, "What about the others...... How many have to be? It's all like this? ”

"This ......" Zhang Yicheng picked up the notepad on the coffee table, "There are as many people as there are on it, there may be as many as there are!" ”