Chapter Ninety-One: Tracking Those Spirits
The lights were turned off in the classroom, and the easels in the classroom remained largely unchanged as before.
There were some fruit snacks on the podium, as well as three sticks of incense.
Zhang Rulong burned money paper in front of the podium.
Then he took the two young men to a corner, squatted together and drew a circle with ashes, and then returned to the podium, picked up a brush and dipped it in cinnabar and lit the sand on the birthday of a male classmate.
"Since we haven't seen the corpses of male classmates, let's assume that the corpse chaser killed these male classmates directly and did not use them to make corpses, so the soul of the male classmates should still be there.
"According to the reckoning of this date, according to the means of the corpse chaser, the souls of these boys left in the world should have almost dissipated, at most one soul and one soul, such things cannot hurt people, and there is no subjective consciousness, and when we recruit them, they will plant incense ashes, and the incense ashes will exist in the souls for a period of time, so that we can see them with the naked eye.
"We're going to follow them, and we're always going to find some clues." After Zhang Rulong finished speaking, he began to do it, Zhang Rulong had already cut out a total of thirty paper figures of all male classmates, and each paper figure had his name written on it.
In order to recruit these people at one time, Zhang Rulong wrapped the thirty paper figures with a yuan talisman, and then wrote the name of the class, the honors received, and so on...... Because of fear, I had to tear off all the rulers, chalk, brooms, rattans, and famous quotes in the classroom, and cover the blackboard with a white cloth.
And so began the conjuring.
Zhang Rulong took out the chicken blood that had been served at home and splashed it on the ground a little casually, and then read the words in his mouth and crossed all the birthday characters with his fingertips.
Zhang Rulong finished these actions, and then pulled the three of them back to the circle of the ash painting, and said to the two people next to him: "No loud voices." ”
I saw him take out a copper bell and start shaking it, shaking it three times, and pausing for a moment.
Because it is forbidden to raise a loud voice, he did not say that he whispered to He Zhiyu Xuanpu: "If you want to say that the Taoist priest of the Mao family was born in a hurry at the beginning, he has his own family of soul summoning and transcendence methods. During this period, copper bells and a natal paper talisman are indispensable. ”
He Zhiyu smiled awkwardly, he didn't understand! But that's okay, if I understand it, I'll be able to spell!
Zhang Rulong has been motionless since the beginning of shaking the copper bell, steady as Mount Tai, quite patiently shaking there, and at the same time humming like singing in his mouth.
"Sun Boxing, it's been too long since you've been out of school, the teacher misses you, the family is worried about you, the school needs you~~Go back to school~"
Zhang Rulong sang this and sang this.
After he sang the names of the thirty people, He Zhiyu pushed and said nothing, and whispered, "It's your turn." ”
He closed his eyes and looked at the classroom with the eyes of heaven (not the yin and yang eyes, but the moon rings in the center of the eyebrows).
So far, he only saw two rather weak flames beating on the podium, thinking that it should be Zhang Rulong's natal soul post, but there was nothing else.
(ps: The ash at the bottom of the pot has the effect of blocking the yang energy, so the heavenly eye that does not say nothing does not see the yang energy of Zhang Rulong and He Zhiyu.) Zhang Rulong let the ashes draw a circle outside the three of them, just because he was afraid that the yang energy of the three of them would scare the souls of those male students. )
He Zhiyu seemed to have discovered something, and patted him lightly, asking him to open his eyes.
I didn't open my eyes, I saw that the compass in He Zhiyu's hand began to slowly rotate in a circle, so he closed his eyes and opened the eye of heaven again, and sure enough, he saw a purple thing coming in from the left, and then jumped in front of Zhang Rulong's fires for a while, went around the classroom, and found his easel before his death and didn't move.
It seems that this group is pathfinder.
Because after a while, another group came, much more generous than the previous one, and he didn't go around the classroom or anything, and went straight back to his easel.
Slowly, these purple things were not afraid at all, and they swarmed in, and soon according to this rhythm, the entire classroom was filled with this purple gas.
Not to mention the countless counts, he didn't open his eyes until he was sure that they were all ready, and then he knew how much mental power it took to open the eyes of the sky, and only after a while, his back was already soaked, and his face was sweating, because he was too concentrated just now, and he didn't know that the wind was raging in the classroom at this time.
"Done?" Zhang Rulong turned around and asked in a low voice.
Nodding without nodding, his eyes were blurry and he was about to plant, but fortunately, Zhang Rulong had been prepared, shrugged his shoulders and resisted him, "Knowing the encounter, help him rest." ”
"Okay." He Zhiyu will not be helped aside to rest.
It was not said that he was not depressed, but he did not lose consciousness either, and he sat on the side and watched Zhang Rulong also open his eyes, walked out of the circle, and sprinkled a handful of incense ashes on the ghosts below.
Those ghosts really didn't have much ability, and as soon as they saw that there was yang energy surging, they immediately ran out of the front door.
Zhang Rulong came to Bu Yuewu's side and helped him in the corner, "Tell you to practice more, it turns out that your physical fitness is so poor." ”
I can't say that there is no hardship, I have been hungry and hungry since I was a child, just like that, my physical fitness is also good among my peers, but compared with these Taoist studies, of course, my physical fitness is not much stronger, and I didn't know that it would take so much energy to open the eye of the sky for more than ten minutes?
Zhang Rulong couldn't do anything without this look, and now things were more urgent, so he took him to a corner and let him rest here, and then used the talisman paper incense line to place a sun vent array (hiding living creatures) around it, which was used to confuse the yin things, which was also an insurance measure.
He said a few words to him, turned on the light, and hurriedly chased after the ghost with Guo Zhang.
Zhang Rulong and He Zhiyu came out of the school, opened the eyes of the sky, and felt that the incense ash marks they made did not seem to be scattered, but condensed in the north, which was the direction of the small pool.
The two of them hurried to the edge of the pool, and when they looked closely, they saw a familiar side.
"Huh?" He Zhiyu felt familiar.
"You can see it too?" Zhang Rulong blinked.
"yes...... These purple things are weird and beautiful. He Zhiyu nodded.
"Oh." Maoshan Zhangjiao patted the door of his head, "Knock on my memory, these things are marked by furnace ashes, so they can be seen by individuals...... But I'm still stupidly opening my eyes. ”
"Zhang Zhangjiao, this is a spiritualist flower?" He Zhiyu was very familiar with this formation, and it should be the only one he knew.
Zhang Rulong nodded and agreed with He Zhiyu's explanation, but after taking a closer look at the formation formed by the souls, he felt that something was wrong in his heart, and he couldn't explain what was wrong.
"Don't jump to conclusions so early, let Ben take a closer look!"