Judging from the meaning of the rune, although it is not particularly understood, it is asking Hu Zongren's ancestor to manifest himself, which roughly means that he is giving him mana, so that he can be righteous and make his magic weapon infinitely powerful. Hu Zongren's magic weapon, to talk about the most magical, is the gossip bag in front of me, I have carefully studied his gossip bag, in fact, the appearance is not much different from the ordinary old sack containing grain, but there are more runes on the outside of the bag, and the runes have faded a little with the relationship that has been used for a long time. And Hu Zongren also told me that this bag has never been washed, no wonder the last time I opened it to look inside, I smelled a smell that made me very entangled. It doesn't stink, but it does smell bad. It's as if someone is burning something in a room after closing the doors and windows, and there is no open flame, only smoke.

Hu Zongren told me that it is precisely that smell that we living people feel uncomfortable smelling, but the ghosts that he has included in it can feed on it and calm down because of it. There are some small pockets on the inside of the gossip bag, and each small bag has a different incantation drawn on it, each referring to a different realm, as if those ghosts are collected, and they are gradually in each small bag in order, and finally the relief dissipates.

The Taoist method is actually very close to our roots, but like Hu Zongren, who is good at art, is not very common, most Taoist priests are good at charms, I think this probably has something to do with Hu Zongren's character and physique, if he is not a Taoist priest, to be a hooligan, or to others as a thug or something, not only good people will be afraid of him, even bad people will be afraid of him. People are afraid of him, let alone ghosts?

After Hu Zongren finished writing, he closed his eyes and chattered for a while, the voice was too low for me to hear clearly, and even if we heard this kind of other thing, we would deliberately divert our attention and try not to study. Then Hu Zong's forehead began to rise with beads of sweat, at the end of this year, even if the temperature in Chongqing is a little warmer than in many places, but it will never sweat just standing like this, tossing for nearly 10 minutes in a row, Hu Zongren exhaled, and then sat down on the chair behind him with a dejected buttocks.

I asked Hu Zongren, how is it, how do I see you tired like this. Hu Zongren said, it's done, as for whether it can be done, it depends on whether my old Hu's charm is enough, whether I can invite the ancestor master, hahaha. After saying that, he laughed as always, like a donkey that has been in heat. Sure enough, I was asking Master Zu for protection, and since I started to use this trick, it means that Hu Zongren also knows that the current situation of Lu Dao is beyond the scope of my and his control. Hu Zongren put the middle finger of his left hand that had been pierced and bleeding before into his mouth and sucked, that action was quite obscene and very indecent, he and I were both people who were trying to survive on the edge of the yin and yang worlds, so in a sense, Hu Zongren and I were also a kind of medium. And for those of us who study the law, especially those who are often referred to by magic, our blood will be a little more valuable than the blood of ordinary people. It's between humans and ghosts, but it's far from both. In other words, all of us who are engaged in this line of work, in fact, our own souls do not operate according to the normal trajectory, we have gone the wrong way, and we have gone very far, so our blood is very aggressive to ghosts if used properly, like the relics of Buddhism and so on. After all, there are only a few occasions to use blood, and under normal circumstances, if a blood curse is used, it is either a last resort, or it is a desperate fight.

I told Hu Zongren to rest for a while, and then he stood up and said to me, these two entrances and exits, let's start from that place. I knew that he was going to do it, so I analyzed it, and then compared the situation in the surveillance screen, because I couldn't see the appearance of the door, so I decided to start with the door, because if the number of doorways is less than the window, then we will be more careful to deal with the window, if there are more doors, then it will be relatively easier to deal with the window. I told Hu Zongren what I thought, and Hu Zongren nodded and said, You just follow me and look at your compass. I said okay.

Hu Zongren took out a piece of yellow mounted paper from his bag, this kind of paper is different from the yellow paper usually burned to the dead, the yellow paper is more colorful, this is the yellow paper used for worship, there is no money hole on it, and there is no pattern depicted. Hu Zongren took out one, spread it out, and put it on the table, collected the incense ashes that had fallen on the table when he had asked the gods before, put them all on the yellow mounted paper, and flicked them a few times to spread them evenly. Then Hu Zongren pinched the finger with his right hand again, this time he opened his eyes and even stared at the yellow mounted paper, and then used his fingers to make a pen and drew on the paper in the air.

As for what the painting is, it is inconvenient to reveal, after the painting, Hu Zongren took the water that Manager Han bought for us before, drank half a sip, and then sprayed it on the paper, very similar to Tang Bohu's autumn fragrance, the master who spurted blood. Yellow laminated paper is more absorbent, so soon the moisture on the surface of the paper seeps in, and the incense ash on the top also becomes directly stuck to the paper because of the relationship between these moisture.

Hu Zongren began to carefully roll up the paper, about the same thickness as a finger, in order to prevent the incense ash inside from being scattered due to the touch, Hu Zongren folded both ends slightly inward after rolling, and then tore a small opening in the folded part, so that the paper tube was relatively closed, and the front and back could be ventilated.

The Taoist family is very particular about qi, even if he is a madman like Hu Zongren, no matter how unserious he is on weekdays, when he encounters his own craft, he is still very rigorous, but his rigorous appearance always reveals such a strong spirit. The Taoists believe that the qi is through, there is qi in the human body, and it is running over and over again, and they also believe that everything in heaven and earth is related to each other and affects each other, and it is also their own qi, so the Taoist Neidan is so famous, they imagine that the human body is a furnace, and the five internal organs are the essence of the person, and the so-called qi is to make the body's internal breath balance, to achieve the result of cultivation.

Hu Zongren held the rolled paper tube in his left hand, lifted the gossip bag on the table with his right hand, and then nodded to me, I took out the compass again and followed him. When I walked to the door, Hu Zongren motioned for me to look at the movement of the compass, and I noticed that the speed of the rotation seemed to be faster than before, and it was a little more clear, if it was those ghosts who were fighting against us by restraining each other, then at this moment they had obviously decided what to do, and it was a matter of time to break down the door. So I told Hu Zongren that if I didn't do it, I was afraid it would be too late. Hu Zongren nodded, stood in front of the rope I had knotted, and then gently held one end of the paper tube with his lips, and the other end gently pressed the folded small opening with his index finger, and then blew it out in one breath.

Hu Zongren's breath was not blown hard, but just lightly, if this action was done by a girl like Zhao Jing, it would definitely look a lot better, after all, if it was Zhao Jing, at least she would not show the stubble left by not shaving in the past few days because of the pouting of her mouth. But the things that have been cast are different, even if it is so gently blown, but also because of the relationship between the large inlet and the small outlet, the incense ash inside has been powdered and scattered, and then I saw a faint spark, just like the fairy stick played when I was a child, the spark that burned to the end was already very weak, I know that Hu Zongren's incense ash must have touched the ghost outside after blowing out, the incense ash is the product of incineration, itself is tempered by fire, so it belongs to fire in terms of attributes, Those dotted sparks are the basis for the ghosts outside to be burned.

The moment Hu Zongren saw Martianzi, he suddenly covered the gossip bag in his right hand towards Martianzi, and then quickly retracted his hand back into the range of the rope array, and then used his hand to wrap around the mouth of the bag a few times, and then squeezed it tightly. I looked at the gossip bag in his hand, and it seemed that something was rolling in it a few times, and then the bag became silent again. When I was a child, I once went to the farmland with my friends to catch snakes, and I used a similar woven bag to hold snakes, and we would specially choose the days before spring to catch, because at that time most of the snakes hibernated in the hole, although they were still or weak, it was easier to catch. And when he put the snake in his pocket, the movement of its struggle was very similar to Hu Zongren's gossip bag just now.

The gossip bag is still, which means that Hu Zongren has already caught one, and his method is the same as catching a dragonfly, the only difference is that we need to use incense ash to detect the location of the ghost first. Hu Zongren said to me, you can measure it again, give me a general direction, save me a burst of blowing, and it won't be fun to blow the incense ash later. So I used a compass to measure it again, and it seemed that the situation did not improve because Hu Zongren had one in his bag, but showed signs of becoming stronger. Hu Zongren shook his head, pointed in a direction outside the door and asked me, is this place right? I said yes, Hu Zongren sprayed out of the incense ash again, this time there were more sparks, after Hu Zongren caught it, the bag struggled a little harder, and he proudly told me that he caught at least two of them this time.

Hu Zongren and I repeatedly measured the spirit, sprayed incense ash, and picked up the bag to catch ghosts, and we were all a little tired after tossing for more than ten minutes, but fortunately, the reaction of my compass told me that the things here seemed to have been caught by us, so I had the courage to put my hand out of the door, and found that the compass was still very calm, so I patted Hu Zongren on the shoulder and said, this is all right, let's change places. Hu Zongren asked me, did you count just now, how many did I catch? I said maybe four or five. With the addition of my earlier, there are always more than a dozen.

So we went back to the surveillance footage and counted the number of ghosts that could be seen so far, well, a lot less, there were eight left.