Chapter 85: The Conjuring
"The willow tree is cold, it is yin, it is a strong yin thing, it is the easiest to gather ghosts, you can use the soul bell here, it is very suitable" The old man pointed to a willow tree and asked me to sit there. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info
I had no choice but to obey the order, go to the tree, and sit down on the hard dirt, the sky was very dark, and I couldn't see any sunlight at all, so I simply looked up at the dark clouds with a helpless face.
"That's not enough," the old man waved his finger and nodded, then spat on the palm of his hand, stretched out his finger and made a shape, and slapped it on my shoulder.
I looked at him with disdain, but I didn't open it much, I was sure that he wouldn't harm me, but I didn't know exactly what he was going to do.
"Now, put out the fire on your shoulder, and then use the willow tree and the hexagonal bell to complement each other, and it will not be long before that thing is summoned," the old man grinned, and turned away from me with a word.
I tried to keep him, but he walked very fast, and seemed to rush towards the place where Ah Gong was fighting, and before my shout came, he was some distance from me.
"Hey, I really deserve it" I patted myself on the head, good things are not my turn to do, I have to pick a chore.
As soon as the old man entered, he quickly dealt with a large stream of walking corpses, temporarily vacating some vacuums, and probably those things began to stop attacking out of human fear, and retreated in groups.
Seeing this, the old man got together with Ah Gong and said something, and then led everyone back to the front of the courtyard and set up a formation.
The bandits were at the head of the formation, he stood on one foot, raised one foot above his head, and stood at the very front of the courtyard in the shape of "golden rooster independence".
Zen Yi stood upside down behind the bandits, holding the ground with one hand and the other hand upright, closing his eyes and squirming gently in his mouth.
Ah Gong stood next to Zen Yi, in a triangle shape with the other two, his posture was even more strange, lying on all fours on the ground, his mouth bulging, at first glance, he looked like the fire cloud evil god who even had a toad skill.
"What is this going to do......" I saw that they became strange after listening to the old man's words, and I was very curious, but the old man's advice told me not to leave here as much as possible, and to wait for his orders, and I could not disobey them too much, so I could only watch them silently.
After the three of them were in place, the old man nodded with satisfaction, and he walked over Zenyi to the middle of the triangle, sat down cross-legged, folded his hands, and began to shake his head again, looking amazing.
As the old man shook his head, Ah Gong and the others even began to shake their bodies, there was no imbalance at all, not only stable, but also very rhythmic.
Finally, after some time, the old man suddenly stopped, and gave me an order with his eyes.
I knew what he meant, and I swallowed, pulled out the hexagonal bell, and immediately held it above my head, shaking it all at once.
"Bell-bell-bell-"
The long, crisp bell with a little rhythm sounded in my hand, and even I was intoxicated by it, and I didn't know what was happening around me.
I kept ringing the bell like this, never stopping, and entered a state of self-forgetfulness.
I vaguely felt someone tapping me on the shoulder, and water dripping down my head, and I thought the old man was trying to wake me up, so I wanted to open my eyes and startle him.
"Hah!" I screamed, opened my eyes, and my pupils widened, but there was nothing in front of me.
And they were old-fashioned, still shaking at the door of the courtyard, and they didn't even look at me.
"What the hell is it" I stopped shaking the bell in my hand and looked over my head casually.
"Holy Damn Me"
I was so frightened that my legs became weak when I stood up, so I had to sit down on the ground and close my eyes.
But it didn't work, I already had that image in my head.
Countless faces, with only one drooly black mouth, gathered on my head and took me for theirs...... Food?
All these things have heads for?
It seems that I summoned it well, and I didn't dare to raise my head or open my eyes, for fear that the fanged Lian would have a "devil's kiss" with me
"Hadron, what are you doing!!"
A roar sounded in my ears, and I was startled again, and instantly discerned the source of the sound—the old man's yelling at me.
I gritted my teeth, my heart was irritable, and I didn't want to care about the thing above my head, and I raised the hexagonal bell in my hand and began to shake again.
I felt a lot of wet hands, mostly from the drools of those guys, but my heart kept struggling, and if I put down the bell at this moment, I was afraid that the whole plan would be wrong because of me.
And I will also become the target of public criticism, and I will become a sinner in the capital.
And just like that, I fell silent in the shaking bell, completely forgetting that I was being targeted by a group of evil spirits.
As time passed, I felt that my whole body was covered with ants, and it seemed that every place was being scratched, and it was extremely itchy, and I didn't dare to scratch it, so I had to endure the restlessness.
"It's so cold......"
My teeth began to chatter, and now it was not only a strange itch, but with the hot and cold environment, I felt a rather familiar breath approaching me.
"Is it finally here......
The main body of the Yin Land was still unable to sit still, and I was suddenly a little glad that I persevered, except for the feeling of discomfort now, I successfully paid a very small price to attract the main body.
I didn't stop the bell from shaking, and the hexagonal bell was like a candle in the night, guiding my mind and preventing me from getting lost.
There was a cold touch on his face, slippery, cold, soft as silk threads, silky as thin silk.
It's like being whipped by the body of a yellow eel in the deep sea.
Why does my face feel this way?
I couldn't help but open my eyes, only to see a scarlet tongue sliding across the right side of my face.
"Don't move," the tongue retracted, and a cold hand grabbed my neck.
"You...... What are you going to do?" I asked in a hesitant manner as I stopped the hexagonal bell from shaking.
I couldn't see his face clearly, but the breath was familiar, but my instincts told me that this was not the child I had before.
"Give me what you have in your hand," he said, opening his mouth.
"What do you want this for......" I didn't rush and asked out loud.
He repeated his previous words, not in a more amiable tone.
"Give it," I muttered, handing the bell in my hand.
He didn't use his hands to catch it at all, but stuck out his long tongue and rolled the hexagonal bell into his mouth.