When God comes to take the soul, the patient is hopeless. If it is a ghost who takes the soul, Duan Gong will go to the wild to chase it around. Ask God to send the general, Duan Gong knows the location of the soul in advance, urgently takes the clothes of the sick and the "soul chasing egg" out of the door, and tracks it all over the field at night. Soul chasing eggs are made by knocking a hole in a raw egg and pouring out the egg white and yolk to hold the traced soul. After a long time, Duan Gong gasped back and presented the soul-chasing egg wrapped in his clothes to the head of the family. The head of the house looked at the oil lamp, and there were crickets, grasshoppers, golden turtles, and earth dogs, in short, one of the small insects that could be caught in that season.

The head of the family places the egg next to the patient's pillow, keeps the eggshell properly, and carefully raises the small animals. After seven days, if the disease improves, the insect is taken to the wild for release.

I went down to the fourth floor, took a deep breath, and opened the door of Tiantian's house with a tool, and as soon as I walked into the entrance, I found traces of this kind of spiritualist ritual. And this trace appeared after the police left. There is no trace of the door being destroyed or forcibly opened, and the person who came to summon the soul is an acquaintance of the Tiantian family, or even a direct family.

Because it is an old building, Tiantian's home is similar to all the houses in this building. The furniture was covered with white oiled paper cloth, and the cordon of the Lingshan City Police Station remained on the floor. The shoe cabinet at the entrance of the door has such a soul-chasing egg. With my gloves on, I picked up the egg and looked at it carefully, and then looked through the hole in the side of the egg. Inside were some insects that had long since died. It seems that this conjuring meaning must have failed. Otherwise, the eggs would have been taken away, and the insects would have been released into the wild.

I smashed the eggshells and poured out the bugs. I just glanced at it and took a deep breath of cold air. The insects inside did not conform to the method of conjuring spirits at all, and turned out to be butterflies, scorpions, centipedes, poisonous bees, and a tiny little blue snake of unknown species. That snake looks very weird, even if it is dead, the skin of the whole body will give people a gorgeous feeling of blue, and it is definitely not weak.

Is this poisoning or conjuring? I couldn't figure it out for a while.

The poisonous insects and poisonous snakes had all been dried, and judging by the current weather conditions, the time for the ritual to be carried out should have been ten days ago.

I put the stuff in the bottle I had with me and walked into the living room. The suburb of Lingshan City does not cover much vegetation, so the dust is large, this house that has been vacant for more than ten days is closed even if all the doors and windows are closed, it still can't stop the dust from entering, the white oiled paper cloth accumulates a thin layer of dust, there are no footprints on the ground, it seems that those people came in here to hold the ceremony a day or two after the police left.

Not much to find in the living room, I continued to walk forward.

The kitchen of the house is to the right of the living room, and the way is through a narrow hallway. It seems that not only is the house a few years old, but the owner has not maintained it well, the walls on both sides are very old, and the flashlight looks old and the light is insufficient.

Although the house he lent us from Zhang San is a mold, this corridor of Tiantian's house is also one of the places I don't like. It's designed like a mouth, and it seems like it's going to swallow me alive at any moment. I turned the flashlight very bright, but I still didn't feel like I was in a good mood.

Walking slowly down the hallway, passing by the bathroom, and opening the kitchen, I was completely stunned. A vicious chill rushed from the soles of his feet, and his back was cold.

All of a sudden, I felt something blow behind my back, on the back of my ear. It was as if I could hear a child's giggle. But the only person in this house is myself, who is behind me?

I slowly turned my head.

Behind him, there was nothing.

Suddenly, the light of the flashlight flickered and made a 'snort' sound.

I shook it vigorously, and the light finally stabilized. Pushing the door open and walking into the kitchen, I froze. I saw that the floor of the kitchen was painted with some strangely shaped symbols, some like oracle bones, and some like Brahman, which was very nondescript. A human figure is depicted in the center of the symbol, which should follow the outline of the person.

The symbols were dark red in the flashlight light, and I crouched down and hung a little bit of my hand in front of me to look at them, and sniffed them with my nose. It's blood, blood that's dried, but I don't know if it's human or some other creature.

Suddenly, an idea popped into my mind. I stood up. Necromancy! Damn, since I guessed that it might be a spiritualist ritual, there should be a conjuring object.

According to the Hakka method of conjuring spirits, the conjuring eggs need to be placed next to the patient's pillow. Who is that sick person? Is it related to the human form drawn by those strange symbols, or even, that person is placed in the center of the human form?

I looked at the strange symbols again. The space around the symbol is not large, only one meter long and more than thirty centimeters wide, and it should be a child.

Could it be that it is Tian Tian who is conjured? It is quite possible, otherwise the ceremony would not have taken place in this house. After all, this is the home of the caster, and there is the best environment and materials for casting spells.

But the question comes back, who exactly is using the ancient conjuring on Tian Tian and for what purpose? Hasn't Tian Tian been killed by her biological mother? Could it be that a spiritualist ritual can resurrect a dead person?

Thinking of the various traces that did not conform to the Hakka spirit form at all, the poison in the eggshells, these symbols, and the sweet one I met at the door of the fourth floor not long ago, and the fourth floor that seemed to have no end, I was even more puzzled.

After searching the house again and finding no more clues, I returned to my rental house with a confused head.

"Did you find anything?" Lin Zhiyan was sitting in front of the computer looking at something, and when she saw me coming back, she asked.

"I found a lot of things, but the more I investigated, the more I couldn't figure it out." I sighed helplessly and described what I found in the sweet room.

Lin Zhiyan's head also got bigger, and she thought about it sideways for a long time, and finally held back a sentence: "How does it feel like a certain cult organization is holding some kind of evil ritual?" ”

"What did you say?!" I snapped my eyes wide and yelled.

She was taken aback and stammered and repeated, "I said it looks like a cult organization......

"That's right, it's this. I said how it always feels weird! I burst out laughing.

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