I can't say exactly what this cry means, and people with ghosts tend to have a slight change in their voices. The only time I heard the man's voice before that was in Dr. Ann's tape. But the voice was very calm, and the scream was even more desperate. Probably because it finally found out that he was locked up in the rice array by Hu Zongren, and when he saw that talisman from its eyes, he already knew that he couldn't escape from it, so this was a kind of shout that knew that his end was near.

Because this sound was too long, Hu Zongren stood in front of him again, and the man yelled at Hu Zongren Hu Zongren showed an expression of disgust, so he glared, and actually came to the man's face, learned the man's voice, and shouted at him. Hu Zongren was actually right to do this, because he couldn't know what the real purpose of the man calling at him was, and if Hu Zongren was panicked or scared at this moment, the ghost's yin qi might have the upper hand, and Hu Zongren's yelling was actually the same as the fact that we would curse and swear indiscriminately when we collided with ghosts, and use this way to improve our righteousness in order to achieve the purpose of suppressing yin qi.

Both of them stopped screaming for a while, and my ears were buzzing with the two of them, but the difference was that Hu Zongren began to gasp a little slightly after shouting, while the man did not. Seeing that he didn't shout, Hu Zongren walked behind him, took out a bottle of mineral water stolen from my car earlier from his bag, poured a mouthful and wrapped it in his mouth, and then lifted the man's hospital gown with a very fast movement, so that his entire back was exposed in front of us, and then Hu Zongren quickly drew a talisman on the man's vest with his cinnabar pen, the content of the talisman is the same as the one on the wall, but the direction of the circle of the well talisman is positive and negative, Although I don't know much about Taoist talismans, I think it may be to echo the talismans on the wall, one positive and one negative, one yin and one yang. Whenever the cinnabar pen touched the man's skin, he writhed as if in a little pain, but because he was confined to a meter array of almost the same size as his sitting position, he could swing a limited amount. After Hu Zongren finished drawing the charm, while the cinnabar ink was still dry, he sprayed the water wrapped in his mouth on the man's back by spraying.

It's winter, and even though there is air conditioning in the ward, we don't feel very hot in thick clothes. Winter in Chongqing is like this, it's colder inside the house than outside, but Hu Zongren's action makes my back feel excited, this cold water sprinkled on the skin, how exciting it is. And when the water sprayed on the man's back, there was a puff of steamy smoke. Then, the cinnabar ink, which had not dried in the first place, began to flow down due to the dilution of the water, and it looked like it was bleeding. The man's wife couldn't help but scream, but she didn't dare to move forward, she just stamped her feet vigorously and shouted with a cry, what are you doing, stop. Hu Zongren ignored her, he waited until the cinnabar ink flowed to the man's position about the tail vertebrae, and quickly grabbed a handful of rice and sprinkled the whole handful on the man's back.

Once again, the man began to scream with his head up, a cry of pain in addition to despair. Cinnabar is originally sticky, otherwise it would not be able to become ink. Hu Zongren's cinnabar ink is made of rice wine, many Taoist people who make a living by fighting ghosts are accustomed to using rice wine to melt cinnabar ink, Hu Zongren's handful of rice just now, so that many of them are stained on the man's back, and even most of them are glued to the talisman that Hu Zongren drew with cinnabar ink before.

At this time, Hu Zongren teased the man's clothes with one hand, so that the clothes would not stick to the ink and rice grains, and with the other hand, he pressed the man's head down with his head held high, and the man's cry was then lowered, and then Hu Zongren began to start from the Baihui acupoint on the top of the man's head, all the way down the center of the head, holding the sword trick in his hand, and slashing to the first bulging bone joint on the man's cervical vertebrae.

After paddling like this many times, the man's cry gradually became smaller from the low at the beginning, and finally stopped screaming. When he didn't scream, Hu Zongren stopped paddling, and the rice grains on his back were also sticky, he put down his clothes, then clapped his hands and walked aside, and after panting, he picked up the mineral water bottle that had been placed on the ground before, and drank a few sips. It seems that he has a lot of affection for the bottle of mineral water.

Hu Zongren shouted at me impatiently, come here, you don't have to guard there, no one came to call so loudly just now, let's lock the door from the inside, no one should notice. I looked at the lock on the door, and there was no function of reversing the lock from the inside, so Hu Zongren dumped all the things on the small table on the ground, and then moved the table to the door, leaning against the door, the edge of the table just enough to hold the door open. Then he looked at me and pointed to his own head, which seemed to mean that I didn't use my brain. I was told by a brainless person that I didn't use my brain, but I didn't have the time to fight with him when it came to getting down to business. I followed Hu Zongren to the bedside, Hu Zongren seemed to have made himself a little tired because of the set of rituals just now, this is not like the Hu Zongren I knew, the person whose physical strength seems to be inexhaustible. So I was about to tease him a few words, saying that you did something bad last night and your physical strength is so weak, but when I was about to ask, I saw Hu Zongren's left hand trembling slightly.

Hu Zongren probably noticed that I noticed his hand, so he subconsciously put his hand in his trouser pocket, and then said to me, now that this guy has been restrained and quiet, should we ask questions next? From the moment Hu Zongren entered the ward, he became a little abnormal, and his temper began to become a little hot. I had to be a little nervous, but I saw that he was so impatient, so I replied to him, of course, to ask him about the hat.

Hu Zongren stood on the edge of the bed again and began to repeat the posture of the previous repeated strokes, while paddling, he asked the man, what is the name of your feet? The man didn't answer at first, his expression began to grow weird, and he rolled his eyes. This is the manifestation of the ghost confronting Hu Zongren, so after Hu Zongren accelerated the speed of the stroke, the man began to have that very painful and hideous expression, and even the green tendons on his forehead popped out. The woman anxiously asked us what we were doing, and I quickly explained to her that the ghost in your husband's body, now we need to ask its identity and origin, and then drive it out of your husband's body, so don't make trouble here. I started to get a little impatient when I spoke, but I didn't know what I was talking about. Hu Zongren's speed became faster and faster, and it seemed that the force of the stroke was getting bigger and bigger, and soon the man became a little unbearable, and said in that overlapping voice, I am so-and-so! I'm so-and-so! Hu Zongren continued to ask, why are you entanglement people? The ghost still refused to answer at first, but after Hu Zongren's almost perverted abuse, it still replied, I want to find my hat, my hat is gone! Hu Zongren asked him, what are you looking for a hat for, occupying other people's bodies? It replied that it was because of his own hat, to which the man had sold it! Let me go! Let me go!

Hearing him say this, Hu Zongren stopped moving, and the man returned to his previous posture of hanging his head, but his shoulders began to tremble, and his mouth made that guttural sound that kept moaning, and I couldn't tell whether he was laughing or crying. Hu Zongren leaned against the wall, and asked the woman with some breath, he said that your husband sold it to him, did your husband do business for a while earlier? Do you know what Lu Dao sells? The woman was a little shocked and said that her husband partnered with a few friends a few years ago to open a factory in Dazu County, Chongqing, and the main business of the factory was to make some longevity quilts, longevity clothes, longevity robes and other things. Hu Zongren pointed at me and said, That's it, the shroud that this guy wore after his death must have been produced by your husband.

But that was a few years ago, the woman said, and her husband had separated from a few friends not long after, and he hadn't made any money because of this. I reminded Hu Zongren that she was right, this reason is too far-fetched, there is no reason to sell things to others, and people should come to me when their things are gone. After saying this, I saw that Hu Zongren seemed to be very tired, so I said to him, you sit down first, don't worry, I'll do the rest, you rest first.

Hu Zongren nodded, and while sitting down, he scolded and said, The air here is not good, which makes me so uncomfortable. Of course, I knew that this was his excuse, but I just didn't expose him, so in order to calm him down a little, I found a topic to ask him, and by the way, I also asked him to calm down. I asked Hu Zongren what was going on with the cinnabar talisman on his back, and Hu Zongren told me that people with ghosts usually have a fever on the surface of their bodies, and the cinnabar is originally fire, and he drew the talisman to match the yin and yang of the talisman on the wall, and lock the ghost at two extremes. The cinnabar talisman is painted on the man's already hot body, and the process of this contact is cold to it. Ghosts belong to yin, and yin is the same as cold from a certain point of view, which is why when ghosts appear around, they will be cold and cold. And these two are just the beginning, spraying water by themselves is just to wet the whole back, and the steam is completely caused by the difference between water temperature and body temperature, if a normal person's body surface is hot to this extent, I am afraid it is not far from death. And the intention of hitting the rice on the back is similar to the original rice array, people have seven orifices, and the seven orifices are divided into upper and lower orifices, the so-called lower orifices, refers to the anus. Hu Zongren told me that this is why he waits until the cinnabar ink flows into the man's tail vertebrae before sprinkling rice, a layer of rice grains covering the skin and water, as if it were a kind of seal, sealing the man's lower body.

I asked Hu Zongren, what should I do about the upper body, you haven't sealed the nose and mouth, Hu Zongren pointed to the talisman on the wall and said, This talisman is in charge, my purpose is to force the ghost to the point that if he leaves this man's body, he can only come out of the upper body, and the shout he just now, when there is a sound, it means that the ghost is still in the body, and it has been resisting. I nodded and asked Hu Zongren, what do you mean by touching his head?

Hu Zongren said, did you see that I pinched the sword trick at that time? It's cutting open its head so that it can be sewn out. Hu Zongren was still panting, and even began to sweat. I took one look at his left hand and asked him very seriously, "What's the matter with your hand?"