Fu Cangyun didn't rush to agree, and said, "Do you have a clue?" ”

"I can't talk about it, since the other party is coming for me, he must have asked Wen Tsai about my situation, if anyone looked for him during that time, it is very likely that he was the one who attacked him." I said.

"Okay, I'll call the brothers and ask, is there anything else?" Fu Cangyun replied somewhat casually.

I frowned, I knew that this guy didn't come with me because he believed me, he just watched me lest I run away.

"Ask now!"

He glanced at me contemptuously, took out his phone and made a call, and explained a few words.

He hung up the phone and said disdainfully: "Okay, I've already explained, and by the way, I'll tell you the news, the chicken head that cast the spell has been found." ”

"Found it!" How can it be! Wen Zai's condition is obviously not a chicken head! How can there be a chicken head that casts a spell! Impossible!

I ignored Fu Cangyun's disdainful face, and hurriedly asked, "Where did you find it!" ”

"In Arwen's mother's cemetery."

Cemetery? Wrong! The head of the chicken that casts the spell is usually placed near the house of the person being spelled, and it is never possible to choose it in a cemetery. There must be something strange about this! This is definitely not an ordinary chicken head!

"Zhuang Xingrui, what is he going to do?" I asked.

"I'm in the cemetery now, and I'm going to ban it."

"Can't get up! This is not an ordinary chicken head, if not handled properly, the consequences are unimaginable! Stop them! ”

Zhuang Xingrui's guy is so capable, can't he see that there is a problem in this! This will kill Wen Zai!

Fu Cangyun looked at me contemptuously, shrugged his shoulders, and signaled that there was nothing he could do.

This man didn't believe me from the beginning, and now that the chicken head has been found, he doesn't take my words seriously! This matter is about Wen Zai's life, and they must not be allowed to come nonsense!

"Go to the cemetery!"

Wen Tsai's mother's cemetery is quite far away, and sitting in the car, I feel more and more anxious. Why the head of the chicken that cast the spell is buried in the cemetery of Man Tsai's mother is not right. If you have to bury it in a cemetery, you should also bury it in the graves of your ancestors.

I looked at He Junxi: "Do you know what kind of witchcraft it is to bury a chicken's head in the cemetery?" ”

She shook her head: "A cemetery is no more important than a burial mound, and it has little to do with the subject, and I have never heard of any kind of witchcraft in which a curse is buried in the cemetery. ”

The car drove outside the cemetery and followed Fu Cangyun towards Wen Zai's mother's grave. According to him, the head of the chicken was buried in the grass next to the grave.

When I came to the grave where I took Wen Zai's mother, I saw Wen Zai's father and them gathered on the lawn from a distance.

Zhuang Xingrui held a rattle in his hand, recited a mantra, and then raised his voice and said, "Forbidden!" ”

He took the shovel and was about to shovel it down to a certain designated place.

"Stop!" I shouted.

The group looked at me.

I quickly ran forward: "Can't be banned!" This is no ordinary chicken head! Wen Zai's soul has been collected! If you don't figure things out and ban it without authorization, I'm afraid Wen Tsai will be in danger! ”

Zhuang Xingrui looked at me disdainfully: "Heh! Ignorant children! I have my own measure, I don't need you to teach me how to do it! ”

As he spoke, he was about to shovel.

I hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Ordinary collectors will never bury their heads in the cemetery, you won't know this, Wen Zai's symptoms are obviously not ordinary collectors, you will kill him like this!" ”

"If you don't forbid him today, you will kill him! What do you know about a fledgling kid! Zhuang Xingrui said.

The back collar suddenly tightened, and the tattooed young man known as Brother Jun pulled me away.

Wen Zai's father said coldly: "Seeing that you are the apprentice of Malao, I will give you a chance, I warn you, don't come to make trouble!" ”

Zhuang Xingrui glanced at me contemptuously, and shoveled into the grass with a shovel.

"Can't get up!" I struggled to get over and stop it.

There was a sudden pain in his arm, and he was firmly restrained by the tattooed young man twisting behind him.

Damn it! This surnamed Zhuang is his mother's true I don't know or not, things are obviously wrong!

"Wait a minute!" He Junxi stepped forward and said, "I am Boss Tang's apprentice, I don't know if Master Zhuang has ever heard of my master's name?" ”

Zhuang Xingrui frowned and said suspiciously: "You are Boss Tang's apprentice?" ”

He Junxi smiled, and then said: "Master Zhuang is also a senior in the industry, and he naturally has his own judgment in acting, but burying chicken heads in this cemetery is really not in line with the way of witchcraft, can you please ask Master Zhuang to explain what kind of doorway this is." ”

"Well, for the sake of you being a junior, I'll tell you, this is not an ordinary technique of collecting chicken heads, but a kind of witchcraft that binds the soul, using the chicken head as a guide to bind the soul in the place of attachment, people have three souls and seven spirits, and there is more than one place to bind the soul, this is just one of them." Zhuang Xingrui said.

Soulbinding? Old Man Ma did tell me about similar witchcraft, but it was still wrong, this soul-binding technique is usually the whole suppression, according to him, Wen Zai's soul has been dispersed. The entire soul being withdrawn is a dangerous thing in itself, not to mention that it is divided into three places as he said, if Wen Tsai is not careful, his soul will be scattered!

"Understood, please." He Junxi said, looked at me, and shook his head helplessly.

Father Wen looked at me angrily, Fu Cangyun also looked disdainful, needless to say the attendant next to him.

Now Zhuang Xingrui is reasonable, and they don't pay attention to my words at all.

Zhuang Xingrui took a shovel and dug up, and after digging for a while, he found a bamboo tube.

It's really a bamboo tube with a chicken head, how can this be, is it really like what he said, this is a soul-binding technique with a chicken head as a guide?

Zhuang Xingrui glanced at me disdainfully, picked up the bamboo tube, took out a talisman from his backpack, recited a spell in his mouth, and pasted the talisman on the bamboo tube. He turned the bamboo tube upside down and shook it, and a mass of something wrapped in yellow paper fell out of it. A rancid smell followed.

"This is the chicken head that casts the spell, and now one of the chicken heads has been cracked, and the second young master has returned to his soul." Zhuang Xingrui said.

"How could it be, Soul Scattering and Soul Binding is a technique, how can it be broken so easily!" I said.

He squinted at me: "You think I'm just like you, a kid who has only been in the industry for half a year?" If you don't believe me, just call and ask! ”

Wen Zai's father really took out his mobile phone and dialed a call, and his cold face showed a touch of joy.

He hung up the phone and thanked Zhuang Xingrui: "Ah Wen can speak, thank you so much, Mr. Zhuang." ”

I was stunned, Wen Tsai can speak? Has his soul really returned? Zhuang Xingrui really cracked some of the witchcraft so easily?

"He's only back to his soul now, he can only barely speak, and he can't regain his senses, and when I find the other two chicken heads that cast the spell and completely crack the witchcraft, he will be cured."