Chapter 27: The Conjuring
There weren't many things that Zhao Bin asked me to prepare, and they were all things that I had around me, so I got ready quickly.
First of all, it's yellow mounting, and I still have a lot of left.
And then there are the birthdays of the three roommates.
It's not difficult at all.
I had their phone and called them directly to their home and said I was going to surprise them on their birthday......
So soon their birthdays were also set out.
All that's left is their middle finger blood.
In addition, many things that Zhao Bin had already brought with him himself, all in his small suitcase.
Opening the suitcase left me dumbfounded.
His suitcase contained a large number of things, small but neat.
There are stacks of rune paper, with all kinds of copper coins, red threads, small peach swords, compasses, and gossip mirrors......
Look at people, this is the real ghost-hunting equipment.
Look at me again, poor one, just three kinds of almost useless rune paper.
It seems that the progress is going to be accelerated, with my talent, if I want to surpass Zhao Bin, it is only a matter of minutes!
Well, bragging again......
But I really hope that one day I will have one of these equipment.
If nothing else, it's cool to open the box before catching ghosts!
It's like the difference between Alto and a sports car.
Zhao Bin was doing it, and I was studying attentively.
He wrote the eight characters of the birthdays of the three people on three sheets of yellow mounted paper with a cinnabar pen.
Then he stuffed the yellow mounting paper on which he had written his birthday and stuffed it into their lips a little.
He took out the red rope and a few talismans from his suitcase, and tied the red rope to the left ankle of each of the three people. And he put the paper he had taken out and put it on their foreheads.
When he had done this, he took a knife and cut off a handful of each person's hair, wrapping it in yellow mounting paper.
He pricked their middle fingers again, squeezed a drop of blood, and smeared it into the paper bag that was wrapped in their hair.
Zhao Bin said: "Let's go outside, find the nearest intersection, burn some yellow mounted paper, and then burn these packets of fever." Whether they succeed or not depends on their lives! ”
We went out of the dormitory and arrived at the intersection where I burned Lin Yuting's clothes last time.
Zhao Bin looked at the time, and when midnight was approaching, he lit the pile of yellow mounted paper.
When the fire was at its highest, he threw three paper bags into the fire.
The three paper packets were suddenly reduced to ashes.
Zhao Bin said, in fact, it is okay to summon spirits at any time, but twelve o'clock at midnight is the best. At this time, the yin qi is the most abundant, and it is also the easiest to communicate with the weak soul.
The hair in the paper bag, when burned, is like sending a message to them, and they receive it, and they can naturally feel it and come here.
The hair is on the top of a person's head and is the place where a person is exposed to yang energy the most.
The hair and middle finger blood are the most abundant yang energy, the most righteous body vitality, and can also represent a person's attributes.
If it is a normal soul loss, using this method to summon a soul can be said to be foolproof.
This is the orthodox way of conjuring spirits in Dragon Tiger Mountain.
But now they are most likely captured by the female ghost in red, so even if they receive the signal, they may not be able to return in time.
The spirit talisman that Zhao Bin put on their bodies was to prevent other ghosts from taking the opportunity to occupy this body. Otherwise, if you attract some ghosts and enter the wrong body, the consequences will be terrible.
The conjuring is simple, and that is done.
Whether it will succeed or not, we will have to wait another hour to find out.
During the time I waited, Zhao Bin told me several methods of ordinary soul summoning.
Ordinary people lose their souls, and they are frightened.
Losing a soul is not a terrible thing, and it can even be said that it happens often.
From childhood to adulthood, many people, including friends around them, have the experience of losing their souls.
People have three souls and seven spirits, and one soul is missing, and the spirit is sluggish; Without two souls, people are bedridden; Three souls are missing, terminally ill, and unconscious!
If it's just a soul, this is the most common and the easiest to solve.
As long as a loved one says the patient's name and shouts it a few times.
After the soul returns, the body will be weakened for a while, but it will be good to slow down for a few days.
Throwing two souls, the most is shouting souls.
However, this kind of soul shouting is not something that can be solved by shouting a few words casually, you have to go to the place where the patient is scared and lose the soul to shout, so that the soul can be called back.
If the three souls are separated from the body, it will be solved by a professional like Zhao Bin and by using professional spiritualism methods.
There is still a lot of attention to the human soul and the way to summon spirits.
Zhao Bin only listed a few for me, and I was already fascinated by it.
He said that when he got back, he would find me a few more books to make up for the basics.
Looking at the watch, we've been waiting at this intersection for more than an hour.
Zhao Bin said: "To judge whether the soul has come back or not, just look at the paper ashes on the ground." If there is a yin wind that blows the paper ashes away, it means that the soul has returned. ”
I said, "If the wind blows......"
Zhao Bin glared at me.
However, I don't know if it's my crow's mouth, or if the soul is really back, and on the flat ground in front of me, a small whirlwind has been set off.
The little whirlwind rose from the ground, and in an instant it rolled up a pile of paper ashes.
Paper ash flew all over the sky, and I couldn't help but hug my shoulders.
What a gust of wind!
The small whirlwind swirled faster and faster around the paper ashes, and as the paper ashes were gathered together, a black figure appeared in the wind.
The black shadow looked like it was made of paper ash, but when you looked closely, it was clearly something with teeth and claws.
Zhao Bin pulled me back a few steps, took out a few pieces of rune paper at the same time, and protected me behind me with a peachwood sword.
"This ...... Something is wrong! Zhao Bin muttered to himself.
It's not just something wrong, it's just something wrong!
Not to mention him, even I, who has not officially entered the industry, can see it.
The soul they are talking about should be very weak, and this thing in the wind, looking at the appearance of that tooth and claw, is clearly a beast about to break through the cage!
Zhao Bin watched nervously at the movement of the black shadow, he didn't move now, he just wasn't completely sure that this thing was not my roommate's soul.
"Who are you!" Zhao Bin shouted.
"Tut-tut...... Tut-tut......"
There was an eerie laugh from the dark shadow.
"Where is the demon, stop pretending to be a ghost, hurry up and show up!"
Zhao Bin snorted, and at the same time raised the two rune papers in his hand at once.
Although the black shadow was wrapped in a whirlwind, as soon as the two runes were shot, they immediately stuck to the black shadow's body.
This is the first time I've ever seen a ghost hunter.
However, just as I was ready to study, I saw that after the black shadow was pasted on the rune paper, the black qi soared, and the two runes attached to the black shadow immediately burned and turned into ashes.
Zhao Bin's face changed greatly, and I was also trembling, and I didn't understand what this meant.
"Xiaofeng, I'm afraid we won't be able to go back alive tonight."
When Zhao Bin said this, his voice had become trembling.
"If I'm not mistaken, this one we encountered should be an evil spirit!"
"Evil spirits?"
Zhao Bin's words made me speechless for a moment.
"Evil spirits, the strength is still above the evil ghosts!"
Isn't that ......
Listening to Zhao Bin, Uncle Ping can barely deal with the evil ghost, this evil spirit is still above the evil ghost, then, don't talk about us, even if his master comes, he can't deal with it!
If you can't beat it, then run.
I was about to shout at Zhao Bin to run, but I saw a sharp and thin hand like a dead branch stretching out from the black gas and pinching Zhao Bin's neck.
When the hand was released again, Zhao Bin had already fallen limply to the ground.
Now, it's really finished!
(To be continued)