A large number of droplets of water flowed down the boy's fingertips, the droplets joined in a straight line, and the translucent beads crackled on the ground.

During the whole process, Jiu Ye was expressionless, and it didn't look like he was capturing a person, but like he was wringing out a broken rag that had just been soaked

"Take out the brush, this man can still be saved." Just as I was fascinated, the ninth master pointed to the backpack and said to me.

"Oh." I quickly gave him the brush, and then mixed it with cinnabar, white wine, black dog blood, and a small bottle of unnamed decoction.

The Ninth Master didn't say anything, took out two narrow yellow paper talismans in his bag and clamped them between his fingertips, and then dipped some mixed ink with a brush and dotted them on the kid's eyebrows, throat, Tanzhong, Laogong acupoint and Yongquan acupoint.

When he had finished ordering, he hung two more paper talismans on the boy's earlobe.

The paper rune hung down to the shoulder, it was very long, and the red rune flashed slightly when it touched the kid, not obvious, and it looked quite magical.

The Ninth Master took the brush and looked at it for a while, and saw that there was nothing unusual about the kid, so he called me over and ordered us to tie his wrists and ankles with the four red ropes that had been prepared.

The red rope was very thin, and it might be more appropriate to say that it was a red thread, and it was tied around the fingertips to form a chain just enough to tie the man's hands and feet.

After a while, Lao Yang and I carried the kid out of bed, and shouted to the doctor on duty to find a commonly used original table and put it under the bed in the ward, and then put him on it.

With three small benches as supports, the table top was not completely placed on the ground, and seeing him collapse and pile up together, the ninth master frowned.

This time, the three of us went up together and it took a lot of effort to put the stiff-limbed guy in a "five-hearted" sitting position.

It's strange to say, this kid is always hanging his head like dead, and he can't help him.

But Jiu Ye's cinnabar is a little bit, and his soft body can stand up immediately, just like the plasticine, he will maintain whatever posture you break him into.

"Alright, you guys go back."

As soon as he finished it, he covered all the reflective things in the room, and the ninth master drove away the doctor on duty who was watching and lit a circle of candles around the round table.

Because we don't have many candles with us, we always use one candle cut into three when we light it.

I noticed that there were thirty-six heels, which may be an allusion to the number of thirty-six Tiangang, or it may have taken some other meaning.

After this qiē was done, Jin Jiuye clapped his hands, then turned around and took the brush I was holding and began to draw marks on the kid's forehead.

The charms he drew were intricate, but not scribbled, and the words below the word "edict" were completely symbolized and extremely difficult to read.

I stared at the marks on it for a long time, and I could only remember a rough idea.

However, the two long "skimmers" that hung on my face like tear stains still left a very deep impression on me, from the bridge of my nose to the corners of my cheeks, which were very weird.

What's even more amazing is that this time the spells drawn by Jin Jiuye shared two colors, which is more accurate, it is more like two spells of different colors superimposed together

In the past, he used to draw these charms with cinnabar, but note that there was only one kind of cinnabar.

But this time, in addition to using a cinnabar-based mixture, he also used a very special ink, blue.

"Lao Yang, you go outside to guard, I don't tell you, you must not come in." Pulled up his sleeves, the ninth master said.

"Okay." After a moment's hesitation, Officer Yang went out.

"What about me?" As soon as I heard this, I asked.

"You stay, it's good to learn more." Jin Jiuye said, let me shut them up.

I blocked the door to watch him cast spells, a little excited, I saw him use a lot of magic powers to deal with those demons and evil spirits before, I already know about this person's ability, but those are all offensive Taoism, and it is the first time I have seen it to save people with Taoism.

This time it was not the same as before, when he picked up the brush again, Jin Jiuye didn't go directly to draw the talisman.

He made a "mudra (some schools also have a hand or finger)", and the brush was sandwiched between the two tiger's mouths when he made the seal.

After the seal, he brought his clasped hands to the arch of his eyebrows, along with the brush, his eyes closed, and he read the words.

The gesture was a bit like burning incense, and it was also a bit like praying, and listening to the meaning of the mantra was really asking some great god to help.

In this process, Jin Jiu Ye did enough work, and it was not until Xiao Fat that they were impatient waiting outside, and Jiu Ye put down his hands.

Then, the fat Taoist priest stepped forward and began to draw talismans.

I thought that such a large formation would definitely draw dozens of them around that kid's body, but I didn't think that in the end, Jin Jiuye only drew a big one on his back.

The spell was wide, interspersed with a few Chinese characters, and apart from all sorts of strange symbols, something that looked like a small square but wasn't took up most of it.

After the painting, Jiu Ye took out the copper cymbal used to open the ghost eye on the side, and pressed his two middle fingers against the edge of the copper cymbal.

He silently recited some incantation, and then the cymbals spun between his fingers and buckled very precisely on the boy's head, neither big nor small, just over his head.

"Alright." With a wave of his hand, the ninth master retreated.

At the same time, the thirty-six candles beside the boy flickered, and the light of the fire changed from pale yellow to a ghostly light green.

It was the first time I had seen such a situation, and I was visibly excited, squinting my eyes to see the kid sitting on the table trembling.

His trembling was very special, not big but fast-paced, and the cyan patches that were suppressed by the spell also turned blue-black with his trembling, and when the kid was about to become a Dalmatian, the black spots all over his body began to squirm, as if some creature was hiding under the skin.

They move very slowly, but their shape changes significantly.

As time passed, the patches slowly moved downward, scattered, and clouded like inkblots washed by water, and finally turned into blue-black silk threads floating around the young man's body

As the patches moved, the young man's body began to secrete sweat, and I couldn't tell if it was sweat or not, but it was something like water.

Hemispherical droplets of water flowed out of the skin, and there were a lot of hulala, mixed with blue-black things flowing down, looking like a dissolved clay figure, and from a distance, it really looked like a mud bodhisattva