Chapter 200: The Altar Opening Practice

"What kind of grievances do you have with the mahjong, why do you want to find him!" I asked, secretly comparing my hand to my hand.

"That old man really didn't tell you anything, yes, just by virtue of your little deeds, it would be a death to be involved! Horizontal and vertical is death, why don't I give you a ride now! Zhuang Xingrui said, his hands danced quickly.

I stepped forward quickly and pressed my fingers towards him.

Zhuang Xingrui stepped back nimbly, dodging my attack, singing a strange tune in his mouth.

Those tunes reached my ears, and there was a roar.

Worst! His sorcery is cast through his voice!

I immediately backed away, muttering a mantra to ward off his sorcery.

He let out a strange scream, a buzzing sound that burst through my defenses and into my brain. I felt dizzy in my head. I quickly drew a sigil on my forehead with my hand.

Zhuang Xingrui came to me in a few steps, and his dancing hands were about to fall on me with his fingers.

I dodged and pressed one hand on his arm.

Zhuang Xingrui's chanting stopped abruptly, he stopped dancing, and looked at the place where I pressed: "Suppress the soul of the living!" Still the same trick! ”

When it came to resisting his sorcery, I didn't let up.

"It's a pity! You can't help me with your ability! He said that he was dancing again, and he had resumed his movements.

There is still a faint dizziness in his mind, this guy is really tricky! I'm more prepared to deal with it at any time.

"Ahem...... Cough! He coughed profusely, his hands stopped dancing, and he clutched his chest, looking extremely uncomfortable.

Speaking of which, this guy's complexion is not very good, and he must be in poor health.

I saw the opportunity, and I quickly stepped forward and pressed it against him.

As he stepped back, he took out a small straw man from his backpack and threw it at me, and the little straw man flew in front of me as if it were alive.

I quickly dodged, and the little straw man threw himself into the air and pounced on me again, and I silently recited a mantra in my mouth and raised my hand to slap it until it fell to the ground, motionless.

I looked at Zhuang Xingrui, who had already run away, coughing while holding his chest, and said with difficulty: "If you don't go back, those people will suffer!" ”

I looked at the little straw man on the ground, this little straw man was the same as the one he used to deceive us before, this thing actually did such a thing! Fu Cangyun's side is terrible!

I looked at Zhuang Xingrui, who was running farther and farther down the other path, hesitated, turned around and ran back.

Back to Fu Cangyun's side, the little straw man was clinging to his cheek, Fu Cangyun desperately wanted to tear the thing off, but the thing seemed to grow together with his face.

This thing is actually sucking the yang energy of the living! What kind of evil art does that guy Zhuang Xingrui practice!

I silently recited the mantra and stepped forward to pat the straw man, who fell from Fu Cangyun's cheek and fell to the ground motionless.

Those who were manipulated all fainted to death on the ground, and they were all solved by Fu Cangyun.

He took a few breaths, looked at me and said, "People ran away?" Do you know how to save Arvin? ”

I sighed. No response.

He expected something, his face sank, and he asked instead, "What are they going to do?" ”

"The witchcraft on their bodies is eliminated by the rune paper, and they will be fine when they wake up from sleep."

It's hard to do it, what should I do now.

Fu Cangyun called a few people to deal with these people, and guarded the chicken head buried in the ground.

We returned to Wen Zai's house, went straight to Wen Zai's room, pushed open the door, and a smell of incense and candles rushed to our faces.

"What's going on?" I said.

He Junxi sighed and shook his head.

I walked quickly to the bed, Wen Zai's eyes were half-squinted, dazed, and I reached into his forehead with one hand, and my heart was suddenly startled.

The two souls are separated, and the four souls are scattered! His soul is completely gone! Now it's just a return to the light before the dispersion, and in less than three days, it will be completely dispersed, and there is no way to return to the sky!

"What does Zhuang Xingrui have to do with this matter? Why is he lying? He Junxi said.

"Wen Zai's witchcraft is his work," I looked at He Junxi, "You should have entered the industry earlier than me, do you have any way to do this situation in Wen Zai." ”

"To tell you the truth, Boss Tang taught the Meishan faction from the teacher, and he didn't learn as much as the mahara, and he and I learned more about the ability to sacrifice and exorcise ghosts, and this matter can only rely on you, you are the apprentice of the mahara."

Rely on me...... In the end, I only learned from the old man Ma for half a year, and most of them are the ability to draw talismans and recite spells, this is Wen Zai's life! If he fails, he is dead!

"Lhotse ......," Wen Tsai suddenly murmured.

I looked at Wen Zai, and in my half-squinted eyes, there was a faint hint of brilliance in my originally sloppy gaze. I felt a thump in my heart, which meant that the return of light before the soul was separated had reached its limit!

"Wen Zai! How are you! Wen Zai! I said hurriedly.

He looked at me with a dim gaze, and the faint look in his eyes gradually faded, only to hear him whisper: "I believe in you......"

A deep sense of guilt arises spontaneously. This guy was really lacking roots, when I was swept out of the house and destitute, he believed me and let me work in his coffee house. Now that's it, and he still believes in me. If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have become like this, it's all my fault that I've caused him! But even so, he still believed in me!

The faint look disappeared completely, the sloppy gaze became more and more dim, and the eyes slowly closed.

"Oops! The time to return to the light was shorter than expected, and his soul began to disperse! He Junxi said, took out the rattle from his coat pocket, and recited a mantra while shaking it. Protect the soul of Wen Tsai.

This time has not even arrived a few days as expected, Zhuang Xingrui is going to kill Wen Tsai at the beginning, if he is asked to dig up the third chicken head today, Wen Tsai will be completely dissipated and killed immediately!

Now I can't hesitate, I have to do it immediately to restore my soul and send it back to my body! I'm a maharaoh's apprentice, and I can only do this by myself!

At night, next to the green belt at the back door of the community, Wen Tsai was carried and placed aside. Wen Zai's father has already checked with the residents in the community one by one to make sure that no one will come.

Use pomelo leaf water to clear the site to dispel evil spirits and remove bad luck. Then put on the soul-attracting chicken, tie the soul-pulling thread, put the soul-summoning flag, set up the altar, prepare the magic utensils, and light the incense candles.

Standing in front of the altar, I solemnly put the Divine Seal of the Master on the altar, and said in a loud voice: "Wang Luo, the first disciple of the seventh generation, respects all the ancestors and immortals!" I hope that all the ancestors and immortals will bless the disciples with the success of their spells! ”

This time it is about Wen Zai's life, only success is allowed, not failure!

I put a talisman on Wen Tsai, then picked up the rattle, went to the place where the chicken's head was buried, shook the rattle, and recited the mantra.