When the blind boss came back, it was already the middle of the night.

Shen Han didn't stay up late with me, and went to the tent early to sleep, and the fat uncle held on for a while, but he couldn't resist the attack of falling asleep, and while beckoning me to go to bed early, he found a corner and lay down on the blanket.

"Eighteen Yin Souls, not bad, all of them are lonely souls and wild ghosts wandering within a radius of ten miles."

The blind boss walked up to me and sat down, threw a dry piece of wood into the fire, and handed me the bag in his hand.

He used an ordinary plastic bag, and he could see at a glance what was inside.

The bag is full of small paper figures torn from yellow paper, and a lot of incantations are densely drawn with cinnabar, and I really don't understand what these incantations do.

"What do you want to do, tell me?" The blind boss laughed.

I took the plastic bag and nodded, and repeated the words I had said to the fat uncle to the blind boss again.

Listening to my story, the blind boss's eyes are getting brighter and brighter, and the shock on the faces of Mr. Zhang and Heizi is getting stronger and stronger.

"Oh fuck, Xiao Yuan, you can." The blind boss smiled with relief: "I didn't see that your kid still has such a hand!" It is worthy of the offspring that I brought out! ”

"Xiao Yuan, what is the success rate of your move?!" Kuroko asked curiously.

"If nothing else, the success rate of this operation should be 100 percent." I grinned and said, "You guys will cooperate with me when the time comes, and this time it's not that troublesome." ”

"Blue is better than blue" Mr. Zhang sighed: "Mr. Xiao Yuan, you said this lightly, do you know how many people in China can easily break the balance of yin and yang in Nandou Mountain?" ”

I shook my head.

"Except for these masters who are at the helm of the three sects and nine streams" When Mr. Zhang said this, he glanced at the blind boss, and then looked at me again: "I'm afraid it's only you." ”

Hey, this old gentleman still doesn't seem to see me as the helmsman of the grievance cleaner.

"Are you all set?" The blind boss asked me.

I hummed, walked to the side, picked up a processed jar of wine, and handed it to the blind boss.

After the blind boss took the wine jar, he gently touched it with his hand, and the expression on his face was even more surprised.

"You have coated the surface of this wine jar with gold lacquer, and there is also the powder of tribute incense, I can smell that smell," the blind boss said with excitement: "It seems that you also sprinkled a layer of iron powder, which can definitely isolate yin and yang, I just said how can you touch it, why are you so awkward."

(Note: Iron powder is a powder made of rust, because the things made of pure iron can isolate yin and yang, sprinkle a layer of iron powder on the wine jar, which can completely ensure that in a short period of time, yin and yang will never leak out.) ）

It's easy to communicate with people who know how to do it, you don't need me to speak, and the blind boss can know what's different about this jar by casually touching and smelling.

Of course, it was also beyond my expectation that he could do this.

You know, the blind boss can't see things.

"I've already painted the sin curse on the gold dust with cinnabar, and I'm still covering it with iron powder, Brother Yi, the success rate this time is definitely high enough." I laughed and said, "Of course, I'm not ready for the final step yet, and when you've talked to those ghosts, I'll send them in for the final step." ”

The blind boss looked at me with a sigh: "Are you waiting for me here?" ”

"Hey, Brother Yi, don't say anything else, in terms of this ability to communicate with evil spirits, can anyone in China compare to you?" I said with a flattering face, that look like more dog legs than dog legs: "Brother Yi, easy to live immortals!" Do my brother a favor! My brother can remember you for the rest of your life! ”

"Fuck" the little Buddha couldn't stand it anymore, and said with bared teeth: "You kid is a gentleman anyway, why don't you have the demeanor of a gentleman at all?" If you put your grandson decades ago, you will definitely be a traitor. ”

"Nonsense!" I glared at him: "Bullshit traitor! At that time of national crisis, Lao Tzu must join the party! ”

"Who are you, Lao Tzu?" Little Buddha glared at me.

"Don't you mind if my mouth is bald," I scoffed.

The blind boss didn't say anything, lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and asked me, "Do you understand?" Do you really want to do that? ”

"Hmm." I nodded.

"What if the ghosts don't say yes?" The blind boss asked.

"Then let them go, and find someone willing to promise us." I laughed and said, "I'm not a bandit, this kind of thing is something you have to do with me, and forcibly asking them to help, that's not my style." ”

The blind boss smiled and nodded: "Well said." ”

As soon as the words fell, the blind boss stood up with a cigarette in his mouth, walked to the side, picked up the duffel bag he had brought with him, and found a large brush from it.

Then he told me to go and get a box of cinnabar ink.

At this time, Shen Han and Uncle Fat had already been woken up, watching us toss with sleepy eyes, and they didn't speak for a long time, probably because they didn't come back to their senses.

"Everyone, stand away, don't delay me." The blind boss squatted on the ground, holding a box full of cinnabar ink in his left hand, and dipping a brush in his right hand, and said to us seriously: "These yin spirits are too timid to be frightened after they are caught, and if you get too close, that yang energy will have to frighten them." ”

Hearing this, everyone present nodded, and silently began to retreat, distancing themselves from the blind boss.

I saw the blind boss dip a brush in cinnabar ink, and drew a spell on the stone brick floor, this charm looks like an anthropomorphic kind, and the top is an obvious human head, and the facial features look very clear.

Underneath the human head, eighteen small circles were drawn, all the size of fists, just as many as the number of the ghosts.

"Please give me face." The blind boss took out a stick of tribute incense and lit it, waving the tribute incense with his hand, while muttering: "Cooperation, win-win, win-win." ”

The blind boss's chattering actions continued until the incense burned out.

When he had put the burned incense on the ground, he asked me to go over and give him the plastic bag containing the ghost.

"You're number one, please take a seat." The blind boss muttered, took out a yellow paper figure from the bag, and placed it in the small circle at the top of the charm.

As soon as the paper figure landed, all of a sudden, a gust of wind blew in the room, and we all shivered from the cold.

I have to say, the blind boss's craft is not ordinary, although he can't see things, but he doesn't make mistakes in drawing symbols, and the paper man is also a quasi.

With the increase of paper figures on the ground, the yin wind in the house is also blowing stronger and stronger, and the empty cigarette box thrown on the edge of the threshold also "ran around" with this gust of yin wind, and it hit the little Buddha's feet after a while.

The little Buddha didn't look at it, kicked the cigarette case out with one kick, and asked Mr. Zhang curiously: "This formation is quite big, what is the blind man doing?" Can you tell no? ”

"I guess it's a ghost, right?" Mr. Zhang frowned.

Suddenly, the gust of wind stopped without warning, as if someone had suddenly turned off the switch, and the feeling of stopping abruptly was indescribably awkward.

"Hey, don't be in a hurry to leave, I still have something to tell you."

The blind boss yawned coldly, as if he was sleepy, and sat on the ground paralyzed, with his right hand on his knee and patting gently.

Soon, a series of saki texts came out of the blind boss's mouth.

Although I have studied the Sui language, I am not proficient in it, and the blind boss is now speaking very fast, so I really can't understand what he is saying for a while.

Just because I didn't understand, my attention was all on the blind boss's face, carefully observing his expression, hoping to read some answers from his expression.

At this moment, judging from the blind boss's current expression, it seems that he has a good conversation, and he is quite harmonious, at least he does not have that kind of headache and frowning reaction.

Just watched them talk for about ten minutes, I really couldn't hold my breath, and lowered my voice and shouted at the blind boss.

"Brother, how are you talking?"

"Almost." The blind boss waved his hand.

"You tell them! I have all the incense wax paper candles before reincarnation! I'll burn them as much as I want! ”

The blind boss snorted and muttered a few more words to those ghosts.

Coincidentally, just as the blind boss finished his last sentence, he heard a hissing scream, and an evil sound exploded in the room.

And the paper figures on the ground also stood up coldly, as if they had stood up.

"What's going on?" I asked worriedly.

"It's done." The blind boss stretched and smiled, "They are greeting you." ”