I nodded, because this method of measuring good and evil has always been very accurate, and I have practiced it many times, and I have never missed it. However, considering that after all, Hu Zongren was also injured because of this, I still left a line for myself in my heart, in case it was really wrong, then I would say the wrong thing.

Zhao Jing asked me, what should I do now? I looked at Hu Zongren and said, when this guy rests again, let's go into the house and try again, this time a little gentle, and see if we can call it out. After hearing this, Hu Zongren said, I have nothing to rest, okay, a little injury is not in the way. After saying that, he took off the hand that was covering his neck. I turned my head and asked Zhao Jing, "In your Pure Ming Sect, is there a more accurate method of conjuring spirits?" And then it's relatively less expensive. Because I thought that if I wanted to be straightforward, there was no easier way than direct conjuring, but correspondingly, it would cause a certain amount of loss to the caster itself, so few people use this trick when encountering ghosts. Zhao Jing told me that there is, but she is not very proficient in learning and is afraid of chaos. The spells of the Jingming Sect and the Maoshan Sect are not up and down, so I asked Zhao Jing again, do you have any more unique charms in your sect that can suppress ghosts, but are there any charms that will not anger it? Zhao Jing thought about it and said yes, if she needed, she could draw a few of them.

So Zhao Jing went downstairs to draw talismans in a well-lit place, and Hu Zongren whispered to me, why did you suddenly change your attitude towards this stupid woman? seems to be very familiar, and he wants to take her to do things. I said that this is also a matter of time or time, let's talk about things, if it wasn't for Zhao Jing who helped us just now, who knows if you have become a ghost now. Hu Zongren scratched his head embarrassedly and said, I was just too impatient and a little nervous, I slapped it without thinking about it at the time, how could I care so much. I couldn't laugh, I said to Hu Zongren, I asked about good and evil just now, this method has always been known for its accuracy, it is estimated that this ghost is really not a harmful thing, in this case, it is possible to entangle people like Mr. Du. Hu Zongren asked me, do you mean that this Mr. Du may have something to do with the death of this ghost? I said it's just possible, otherwise a ghost appears not for the purpose of harming people, but just to entangle a person and scare a person, think about how small the probability is, don't forget that sometimes ghosts are much simpler than us.

Hu Zongren nodded and said, yes, I have understood it for so long since I met you. Ghosts are actually nothing to be afraid of, the big deal is that they are a little scary when they scare people, but what is more terrible than this is that we are still human. A person who is not good-looking may hide the heart of an amazing city, such as Wei Chenggang and Wei Chengjian, the two brothers, who are legitimate businessmen on the surface, well-dressed, and what they do in secret is really not a human business. I smiled and said that the two brothers are just a microcosm of this society, and there are too many people like them in this world, many of them are even in high positions, and they smile at you on their faces, maybe there is a knife hidden in the smile. Hu Zongren sighed and said, that's right, it takes a long time to see people's hearts, and this people's hearts are still separated by their belly.

After a while, Zhao Jing came upstairs with five drawn talismans, and shook the talisman in her hand as she went upstairs, so that the cinnabar ink would dry up quickly. Then she divided two cards and handed them to me and Hu Zongren, saying that this is just in case, if we are attacked by ghosts, we must first protect ourselves. Then she took out the other two and said, I will stick these two on the door after one enters the door, and the other is spare, and after saying that, she put the remaining last one between her index and middle fingers and said, this one is for herself, although I am not as good as you two, but I still have to protect myself.

Zhao Jing's tone began to be a little firm, not quite the same as the scared look just now. I suspect that maybe it was because she gave me some relief after I tested good and evil. So we didn't pack up the pile of things left over from the previous spirit measurement, but Hu Zongren and I stood on the left and right, and Zhao Jing stood behind us and stood outside the bedroom door in a triangular formation.

This time I reached out and opened the door, I thought that the ghost would not open the door if it closed the door so hard that it would not open, and I was even prepared to kick the door violently if I couldn't open it. Who knew that the door opened gently, probably because the ghost had closed the door too hard, causing the hinge on the door to loosen a little, so after the door opened, it made a creaky sound, just like the usual sound of those doors in ghost movies.

The room still smelled, and it wasn't as strong as before. After entering the door, Zhao Jing still closed the door with her backhand, and then pasted the talisman that had been prepared on the door. The spells of the Pure Ming School look a little different from the ones we usually write neatly, their charms look more like a cursive script, and when it comes to the effect, they should be better than all of us. After Zhao Jing pasted it, she took another talisman and gently bit it with her upper and lower lips, following behind us. Our eyes were actually focused on the wardrobe, because among the three people present, except for me, Hu Zongren and Zhao Jing all found the ghost in the closet, and Zhao Jing even saw it with her own eyes. So when I stood behind Hu Zongren and paid attention to the compass, Hu Zongren didn't hold anything in his hand, just gently used a finger to open the sliding door of the wardrobe, and when the wardrobe door was opened, the reaction on the compass was obviously a lot stronger, so I subconsciously pulled Hu Zongren back two steps towards my defensive line. Hu Zongren calmed down, he looked at the open door, and I looked at it, but I couldn't see anything in the darkness inside. Hu Zongren raised his hands and completely exposed his chest to the enemy, which was regarded as his sincerity to the ghost, which meant that as long as you are not a harmful ghost, we will not do anything to you, we just want to help you.

After a few seconds, I don't know if the ghost understood Hu Zongren's intentions, and the smart reaction on the compass was much weaker. Hu Zongren began to slowly approach the door of the closet, his posture still maintaining his hands raised, looking like he was surrendering. When he got to the door, he first looked tentatively inside, then turned back and mouthed us and said that there was something inside. I also began to look inside over Hu Zongren's body, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, I really saw a shadow of a white flower, as if it was something like a scarf, and squirmed slightly.

At this time, Hu Zongren put down his hands, grabbed a handful of rice from his pocket, sprinkled it evenly at the door of the wardrobe, and then lit a few pieces of money paper and held them in his hands until they burned out. Because helping others is helping others, we can't set fire to other people's houses because of this. Then Hu Zongren took out a handful of incense and lit it, and put it into a bundle, repeatedly drawing the shape of a lying "8" at the door of the wardrobe, and then chanted a mantra and practice, and after tossing for nearly 10 minutes, Hu Zongren suddenly took two steps back and said in the direction of the wardrobe, come out.

I was shocked, could it be that this guy actually summoned spirits silently? When I looked at Hu Zongren again, I found that his eyes were full of bloodshots, a bruise appeared between his forehead and temples, and his eye circles were a little red and swollen as if he had just cried. Generally speaking, there is a direct relationship between the loss of the conjuring spirit and the goodness and ability of the summoned ghost. The so-called calling is to use the methods of your own sect to preach, persuade, and even threaten them again and again, so as to achieve the purpose of getting them to come out and talk to you directly, or to negotiate.

Sure enough, after Hu Zongren finished saying this, there was a click, and a skinny hand suddenly grabbed the door that was opened, followed by the other hand, which was very similar to a scene in a Japanese perverted horror movie I once watched, so I couldn't help but retreat a little backwards. Zhao Jing had been hiding behind us, and at the moment I could feel the sound of her breathing behind my neck. When the two hands came out, I saw a head, just hair, to be exact. The hair is the kind of hairstyle that is curly at the ends, but the other hair strands are still relatively straight, it looks very fashionable, and it is estimated that this ghost has not been dead for long, and there was no such foreign hairstyle in the early years. Its hair almost covered its entire head, and then it began to adjust its posture, gradually climbing from the dark corner of the closet, to the area where it could be illuminated by the bedroom light, and then sat with its back against the inner wall of the closet, with its feet bent and its knees together, and then put its hands on its knees in a proper manner, and lowered its head, like a schoolboy who had made a mistake.

Seeing this, my guard was much lowered, because I began to believe that this ghost was indeed not a harmful ghost. However, its body is slightly transparent, and a little smoky, that is, when you see the edge of its body and those real clothes contrasting with each other, you will feel that its body is obviously in an illusory state, which is a kind of appearance that most ghosts will show after death. It wears what appears to be a silk pajama, one-piece, with shoulder straps. Because of its excessive paleness, it will look more conspicuous even in the dark, and anyone with a little common sense can tell at a glance that it is a ghost. At first, it looked stiff, like a hip-hop dancer, as if its joints were not very flexible. I sat quietly at the moment, so that I had enough time to analyze the ghost from the outside, she was relatively slim, and I could tell that it was a woman under 30 years of age, except that I could not see her face.

Hu Zongren asked it, who are you? The ghost didn't answer, just mechanically stretched out a hand and pointed it in the direction of the head of the bed.