Is that okay?

Uncle Ma's words were so high-sounding that I was speechless for a while!

But now, saving people is important, and if it doesn't work out, I'll let it out first.

Just do it.

I asked Wang Miao's parents to spread all the villagers who were watching the excitement.

The spiritualist ritual is not suitable for large gatherings, and the yang energy is sufficient, and it is easy to disperse the soul.

Then, according to Uncle Ma's request, I asked for a black dress that Wang Miao usually wore and put it on his head.

Then, open the window and insert three sticks of incense on Wang Miao's head and two shoulders respectively.

I'm getting ready, and Uncle Ma is taking out cinnabar and yellow rune paper from his backpack and starting to write.

Don't look at this old boy who can't spell, but he can practice calligraphy well.

I saw Uncle Ma engrossed in his attention, lifting the pen and writing, from the beginning of the talisman to the end of the talisman in one go, which can be called a model of drawing talismans.

After drawing the spirit talisman, the next step is to see the results of my cultivation during this time.

The so-called charm is actually a combination of spirit runes and spells.

In addition, there are mudras, footwork, etc., which can also stimulate the casting of spiritual runes.

I put the spirit talisman on Wang Miao's forehead step by step, and then took out the Purple Smoke Sword from my backpack.

This peachwood sword is by far the most powerful and practical magic weapon I have ever had.

At the beginning, I also relied on its spiritual power to help me successfully activate the Heavenly Fire Talisman.

I touched the rune paper with the tip of my sword, and began to recite the soul collection spell silently in my mouth:

"Where to find the three souls and seven spirits, wandering the soul grave mountains and forests, today please Yin Cao Cui Jun's mansion, find out the lost soul, recover the possession, and build the spirit. The gate of heaven is open, the door of the earth is open, the boy of thousands of miles is sending his soul, and I am in a hurry as an order from Taishang Laojun! ”

As I chanted the Soul Charm Charm, I felt a faint breath in my body begin to trigger the Soul Charm along the Purple Smoke Sword.

Immediately, Wang Miao began to tremble violently, making a sound of tapping on the bed board.

Seeing this, Uncle Ma was overjoyed.

He told me that the results were beginning to appear, so don't stop and keep chanting.

I bred up my spirits and recited the Soul Harvesting Mantra over and over again.

After about half an hour, my mouth was almost dry.

On Wang Miao's side, her face was flushed, and beads of sweat the size of beans had already wet her hair, and then merged into a line and continued to drip down her cheeks.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and roared, so frightened that I almost threw off the Purple Smoke Sword.

Wang Miao's parents heard the shouts and hurriedly ran into the house.

Seeing that the child finally woke up, the two old men, who were almost fifty years old, actually cried excitedly.

Uncle Ma asked people to quickly bring water and feed it to Wang Miao.

I took the opportunity to ask for a big bowl of water and drank it in one go.

Wang Miao, who had just woken up, was still a little wooden for a while.

Uncle Ma said that this is a normal phenomenon when the soul has just returned to the body, and it can be recovered after resting more.

After a while, Wang Miao finally relieved herself.

When we asked him how he was frightened, we didn't expect him to look frightened and tremble:

"Old aunt, she's ...... She's resurrected! She's alive again! ”

The old aunt that Wang Miao said in her mouth was the old lady Ge who disappeared.

According to local customs, when an elderly person dies, relatives take turns to keep vigil according to their age.

On the last night of the funeral, Wang Miao and other juniors were responsible for the vigil.

But most of the juniors are going out to work, and they can't come back at all.

Therefore, that night, only Wang Miao and his cousin were really responsible for the vigil.

Originally, everything went well.

Who would have expected that in the middle of the night, the rain would get heavier and heavier, and even thunder would sound.

Wang Miao and her cousin were chatting while hiding in the mourning hall to avoid the rain.

The content of the chatter is nothing more than the world of flowers outside the village.

Wang Miao's cousin is a lazy man, in his thirties, he has not married a daughter-in-law, and he has always relied on his elderly parents to support him, so he has never been out of the village.

Wang Miao himself looks down on this kind of lazy gnawing old people, but his cousin is his relative, and he is a partner who played together when he was a child, and now there are just two of them, and they have chatted without a word.

Wang Miao tried to persuade her cousin to be more independent and go out of the village to explore.

It's a pity that all the tongue is playing the piano to the cow.

Not only did his cousin not appreciate it, but he even yawned and began to sleep.

Seeing this, Wang Miao angrily ignored it.

He took out a copy of "Chinese Medicine" and began to pass the long night.

As time passed, bouts of sleepiness began to sweep through Wang Miao's brain.

Coupled with his cousin, who was sleeping like a pig on the side, he even had the urge to kick him awake.

Suddenly, in the night rain, a "squeak, squeak" sound attracted Wang Miao's attention.

The sound, like an old wooden chair, was constantly shaking, and it felt like it was about to fall apart.

At first, Wang Miao didn't care, but as the voice got louder and louder, he began to be a little scared.

Because the sound came from the hut behind the mourning hall.

And there is the body of Mrs. Ge parked there!

Wang Miao woke up her reluctant cousin and went into the house to check on her.

I saw that the dimly lit hut was empty, only a coffin painted with red paint.

The two searched for it, but they didn't find any strange sounds.

It seemed that the moment they walked into the room, the squeaky sound stopped abruptly.

The cousin laughed at the timid Wang Miao, and then in the name of peeing, he ran away and slept again.

In the end, only Wang Miao was left alone in the mourning hall.

It's going to be a restless night.

Accompanied by the sound of rain, the sound of squeaking and creaking came out of the hut again.

Wang Miao trembled, and her heart continued to struggle.

He wanted to slip away and leave the hall that scared him.

However, when I thought that I was a college student and a medical student, I was so timid and superstitious, and I felt very ashamed.

He mustered up his courage and went into the hut once more to check.

This time, however, the squeaking sound did not disappear, but grew louder and louder.

There was a faint sound of grinding teeth.

Wang Miao raised his flashlight and swept around the hut, and finally froze on the blood-red coffin.

Suddenly, a withered arm slowly stretched out from the coffin, clutching the coffin board tightly.

He could clearly see that the five fingernails on the palm of his hand were each more than an inch long, and under the light of the flashlight, they flashed with a cold and cold light.

This is almost the most terrifying scene Wang Miao has ever seen in his life.

Because he saw that the deceased Mrs. Ge actually sat up slowly by herself.

It's just everything in front of you, no surprises, only horror.

I saw that Mrs. Ge was wearing mourning clothes, her hair was scattered, her eyes were only whites, and there was a faint roar in her mouth.

Wang Miao was so frightened that she almost peed her pants at that time.

He lifted his trembling legs and turned to run outside.

And Mrs. Ge, who was "resurrected" from the coffin, jumped out of the coffin almost at the same time and followed him closely.

A man and a corpse chased him into the yard.

No matter how loudly Wang Miao shouted for help, he was destined to be covered by the sound of the thunderstorm.

However, to make matters worse......