On the eight characters, there is a year pillar every year, a month to live in, and a day pillar to live every day.

When drawing the magic circle, Yuan Feng suddenly thought of tomorrow's Sun Pillar, and said not to Liu Yunjing, but on the contrary, it also enhanced Liu Chan's aura.

As long as you are familiar with the eight characters, you will know that the sun pillar is very special, because the sun pillar affects everyone's daily fortune.

If you encounter a sun pillar that is good for you, it will be very good in all aspects, but if you encounter a sun pillar that is not good for you, it is possible to die in an accident.

Therefore, it is not an accident that some people go out to run errands and cause trouble.

When it arrives after eleven o'clock, it will be counted as the next day.

Yuan Feng knew that he only had two hours left to save his life.

Time was urgent, and after taking the buffalo horn handed by Liu Long, he stood the buffalo horn opposite each other, bent the horns towards one end, and tied it firmly with a straw rope soaked in chicken blood, and placed it in the remaining bit of grain in the soil basin in the center of the circle.

The two red threads were tied to the horns of the ox and pressed under the lit oil lamp placed on the coffin.

On the yellow paper, the eight characters of Liu Chan and his grandson were written respectively.

The figure of eight is reversed, and it is poked on the horn separately.

The horns of Liu Chan are hung with the child's eight characters, and the child's side is hung with Liu Chan's eight characters.

This is the end of the preparations.

Yuan Feng grabbed a handful of grains mixed in the basin, took a heavy breath, stepped on the gang, and chanted a mantra in a low voice.

As soon as the spell fell, Yuan Feng slammed the grain in his hand on the buffalo horn with a low cry.

The magical scene immediately frightened Liu Long and the others, and they only saw Yuan Feng smashing the grains on the buffalo horns, as if they were ignited, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Then the grains in the pot were ablaze, along with the buffalo horns, and the flames whirred upward, filling the room with a pungent stench.

"Rustling ......"

There was a sudden sound of friction in the coffin, and a lot of grains flew out of the reserved air holes, as if a strong wind was blowing in the coffin, and all the grains were surging and churning.

"Whew!"

Mutation reappears.

The light of the oil lamps placed on the two coffins suddenly seemed to start a tug-of-war.

At the same time that the flame on Liu Chan's coffin became smaller, the light on Liu Yunjing's side would be long, nearly ten centimeters.

When the flame is big on one side, it is definitely small on the other side.

This situation scared Liu Long and the others into a mouthful.

"Rustling ......"

The grains in the two coffins turned more and more violently, and the sound of friction was unusually clear in the quiet living room.

Liu Long and the others looked at each other, their eyes curious and surprised.

Next, what surprised several people even more was in the stone basin in the center of the circle.

The grains and horns in the stone basin were burning, and the flames were blazing, but the red thread tied to the horns and the yellow paper with eight characters written on them, no matter how strong the flames were, were all right.

This made them puzzled, the flames were so strong, how could they still feel like they were not alive.

The process has been going on for a long time.

The lights on the two coffins continued to pull, the grains in the hall were surging, and the flames in the stone basin were vigorous.

Yuan Feng sat down beside the stone basin, closed his eyes and condensed his breath and fell into waiting.

Transferring a disease is like rowing a boat in a river.

Life is just a simple operation, and the gout is transferred to Liu Yunjing, as if going down the river, it is very easy.

Now to turn gout back to Liu Chan is like going up the river, which is very difficult.

And it's hard to get started.

This matter is difficult at the beginning, Liu Chan's current body has a rejection of ventilation, even if he is willing to return from illness, but there will be physical rejection.

Yuan Feng couldn't explain the relationship, so he could only wait.

Wait to see the two figures hanging on the horns, who burns first.

If Liu Chan's eight characters are burned first, it means that it is done, and the next step can be carried out.

But if Liu Yunjing's eight characters are burned first, it means that the five grains have failed to turn fire into fire to drive away diseases, and they can only choose a backup method.

The main method and the backup method, Yuan Feng has always hoped that the main method can succeed.

Alternate method, if it can not be used, Yuan Feng does not want to use it, because it will hurt him a lot.

On the side, seeing that the flames in the stone basin had not decreased, and the red line and yellow talisman had not been burned, Liu Ling, Liu Long and the others became more and more empty in their hearts.

There have been many strange things, but at this moment, the grains in the coffin are automatically tumbling, the oil lamps are fighting against each other, and the flames in the stone basin are burning but do not seem to exist, so that they cannot understand with normal thinking.

As everyone knows, what they can't understand is still to come.

Because the flames produced by the horns and grains in the stone basin continued to burn for half an hour, and there was no need to extinguish it at all.

The horns and red-line yellow paper wrapped in flames were still the same as at first, and they were not burned.

Finally, when it was close to 9:40, Yuan Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

I saw that in the stone basin in front of him, it seemed that gasoline had been poured suddenly, and the flames became more ferocious with a bang, jumping up half a meter high.

Liu Long and the others, who were sitting on the ground waiting, were so frightened by the flames that they hurriedly stood up.

"Extinguish."

Yuan Feng also stood up, and with a low shout, a finger was struck, and the raging flames burning in the stone basin disappeared with a single breath, disappearing without a trace, without a trace of smoke.

"What?"

Seeing the flames coming and leaving suddenly, they continued to burn for half an hour, not to mention, what made several people even more incomprehensible was that there were no burn marks on the grains and horns at the bottom of the stone basin.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed that there was something magical.

At this time, the yellow paper on the horns burned on its own.

This time the yellow paper burned, but it really burned, smoking, and quickly turned to ashes when it burned the place.

Staring at the burning eight characters, Yuan Feng's teeth rattled and clenched together.

At this moment, Yuan Feng felt that God was going to go against him, what he wanted to succeed and what he couldn't achieve, and what he was afraid of.

Liu Long caught a glimpse of Yuan Feng's wrong face, his heart jumped, and he hurriedly took two steps forward and asked, "Little master, is something wrong?" ”

Looking at the time, it was almost ten o'clock, and there was still an hour to go, Yuan Feng whispered: "Open the museum, this method has failed, I want to use another means." ”

It is easy to seal the coffin and difficult to open, and several people have a hard time prying.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yuan Feng went to the side to drink water and rest, and at the same time went to the kitchen to find a kitchen knife, ready to activate the backup means: use the body as a bridge, and the blood is against yin and yang.

The reason why he didn't want to go through the backup means was because Yuan Feng didn't want to bleed, and he didn't want to experience what gout was like.

Taking himself as a bridge is that he will use his body to become a bridge between his grandparents and grandchildren, and use his own blood as a driving force to reverse everything.

Since the body is a bridge, if gout wants to return from Liu Yunjing to Liu Chan, it must pass from Yuan Feng's body.

That kind of pain, although it hasn't started yet, Yuan Feng knows that it won't be easy.

As long as there is a choice, Yuan Feng will not choose this method.

However, the truth is to force him to take this step.

The lids of the two coffins were pried open, and Liu Chanhe also fell into a coma.

When they got closer, they saw that the grains inside the coffin were as if they had been burned, and they were black and smelly, and everyone was shocked again, not understanding what was going on.

"Carry them into the middle of the battle and wipe them clean."

Yuan Feng was shirtless, carrying a kitchen knife, and the formation was like a fight, which frightened Liu Long's cheeks trembling, and he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, so he could only do it silently.

It is much simpler and less complicated than turning into fire, but it is laborious and laborious.

The fingers of his left and right hands made a small incision, blood gushed out, Yuan Feng's hands shook at the same time, using his fingers as a pen and blood as ink, and drew a yin and yang spell on the faces of the two.

Gout is Liu Chan's, so Liu Chan's face is painted with a yang mantra, and Liu Yunjing's face is painted with a yin mantra.

Then, Yuan Feng continued to draw spells on his arms and chests with the blood that kept coming out of his fingers.

At first, it looked a little chaotic, but as it approached the end, standing in the distance, a complicated spell extended from Yuan Feng's left hand to his right hand, forming a somewhat twisted arch bridge.

The last law decision fell, his two hands apart, and his middle finger was focused on Liu Yunjing and Liu Chan's eyebrows at the same time.

At the moment of contact, Yuan Feng and Liu Chan's grandfather and grandson both seemed to be electrocuted, and their bodies shook violently at the same time.

"What is this for?"

Liu Long, who was not far away, looked at what was happening in front of him, swallowed his dry throat, and cast an inquiring glance at Liu Ling.

"Look at what I'm doing, I don't know."

Liu Ling rolled his eyes, his curiosity had long been flying all over the sky, and he couldn't figure it out when he thought about it.

In her consciousness, when she invited God at Fan Dawei's house before, those methods were even miraculous, and knowing the methods here was even more incomprehensible.

When Liu Long and the others opened the coffin just now, she took the time to look at the footage taken by the camera before and found something that she couldn't understand.

The flames of grain and horns burning in the stone basin are not in the camera video, and there is no spark in the whole process.

At first, she thought that there was something wrong with the machine, and looked at it several times, and finally found that from the very beginning, Yuan Feng drank low and smashed the grains, and there was no flame in the stone basin.

After coming back to his senses, Liu Ling thought that he was the only one who saw the flames before, so he quietly asked Liu Long.

Hearing that Liu Long also saw it, Liu Ling was even more strange.

Why did everyone see the flames, but not in the video?

"Look."

Suddenly, Liu Long's exclamation pulled Liu Ling back from his reverie.

Take a look.

Liu Ling's eyes widened subconsciously, and his mouth opened slightly.

It's like seeing something incredible. ()

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