Chapter 7: Borrowing the Corpse to Lock the Soul (Part II)

Borrowing a corpse to lock the soul, this is not a difficult word to understand, it can be understood literally, as the name suggests, it is to lock another soul in it with the help of a corpse.

However, what I hear most often in this world is borrowing corpses to return souls, and borrowing corpses to lock souls is the first time I've heard of it. If it is said that other old people say this, I still believe it a little, but when it is the turn of Yuan Baqian, an old liar, to say it, I always feel that this is not very reliable.

The conductor believed in Yuan Baqian, and even stepped forward and asked, "Borrow a corpse to lock the soul?" The old gentleman is a Taoist priest? Where did you learn the Word? ”

Yuan Baqian smacked his lips, feeling impatient, and said, "What do you care where I learned the Tao, I can always settle this matter, right?" ”

"That's that, that's." The conductor said repeatedly, I know that he is because he is a little scared, the so-called disease is indiscriminately doctored, at this time, it is better to believe than to wait and not believe. So the conductor asked, "So what do we need to do?" ”

"You don't have to do anything, just be quiet, don't make a fuss and do me the most favor." Yuan Baqian glanced at the black-faced policeman and said, "Huh? Blackie, why are you still standing here stupidly, hurry up and get my duffel bag. ”

"Fart, you really think you're a master." The policeman craned his neck and said, "Don't forget, you are now a suspect in a fraud case, and you are also suspected of propagating superstitious ideas and instigating others to carry out cult feudal superstitious activities......

The black-faced policeman seemed to have a lot of official clichés waiting to be said, but Yuan Baqian didn't give him a chance at all. Although the old man is black and thin, but how to say that he is also a guest in the rivers and lakes, for decades, walking the rivers and lakes, he must have seen a lot of ruthless corners, although this kind of person is swaggering and cheating, but there is still some real ability in the bottom, otherwise, there is no way to get out at the critical time.

Just look at the Yuan Baqian arrow step in front of the black-faced policeman, a veteran shaped like a chicken paw impartially and immediately killed the black-faced policeman's throat, his eyes suddenly became murderous, and said: "Little fart child, don't force Yuan Ye and me to be anxious, don't look at your young and strong, Yuan Ye and I am a little thin, but it is too easy to take your little life." But I don't want to do that, the whole train is in danger right now, you know, do as I say. ”

Yuan Baqian waited until the black-faced policeman nodded before letting go of his hand.

After a while, the black-faced policeman just now came back with Yuan Baqian's luggage. When he came to us, he carefully put down his luggage and said to us: "Captain Guan is sleeping, you must not tell me that I took the travel bag, otherwise I will ......"

"Don't worry." Yuan Baqian said, "After you run out, you will send him back, I will not run." ”

Yuan Baqian took the travel bag, and when he opened it, it was full of some yellowed old soil, and then he opened the small pockets on both sides of the duffel bag, and actually took out a few pieces of yellow table paper full of runes and a small bundle of red threads from it.

What is this for? Lin Zhengying hunted ghosts on the spot?

I know that there are indeed many bizarre and strange phenomena in this world, for example, Bu Jin has a lot of extraordinary places, and some totem runes do have a flushing effect, when Ashuna drew the runes on my face, it was the Maolou apartment that saved my life.

However, maybe it's because I watched too many Hong Kong zombie movies when I was a child, so I always feel that things like yellow table paper are very naïve and ridiculous, and they can't even play any role, and they are not as mysterious as the primitive religion witch sacrifices, although Taoism was born from witch, which is a fact recognized by everyone, but with the later development, witch gradually declined, and Tao gradually rose, except for some extremely essential things, the external form has been completely different.

However, today, Yuan Baqian, an old liar, may no longer be able to call him an old liar, and he has taught me a good lesson.

I saw Yuan Baqian hand his travel bag to the conductor and told him: "This is the grave soil, the soul leads the way, you scatter it in the corridor of the train, you don't have to sprinkle too much, but it must be connected into a line, and it can't be broken in the middle." ”

The conductor was ordered to go, and in order to prevent people from coming out of the other carriages and trampling on the spilled soil, the conductor scattered the dirt against the side of the window.

Then Yuan Baqian said to me and the black-faced policeman: "You two, you must help me hold this guy down after a while." ”

We followed his finger and looked down, and Yuan Baqian was pointing to Xiao Cui's corpse lying on the ground, and we didn't feel a strange atmosphere quietly disperse.

Then, Yuan Baqian cut the red rope into a one-meter section, a total of seven sections, and stuffed one end of the red rope into the facial features and seven orifices of Xiao Cui's corpse, the ears, nose and tongue were easy to plug, but when the red rope was stuffed into the eyes, it gave people a strange and uncomfortable feeling.

After stuffing it, Yuan Baqian twisted the other end of the rope together and handed it to me, telling me to hold it, and no matter what happened, I couldn't let go, let alone let the rope fall out of the deceased's seven orifices.

As soon as I looked at the rope, I saw that something was wrong, and the primary color of the rope was not red, but white, and its red was a dark brownish-red color, which seemed to have been soaked in some kind of blood.

Yuan Baqian sent the black-faced policeman to buy a boxed lunch from the salesman of the train. We don't know what Lu Dao did for him, but the black-faced cop eventually bought him back.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Baqian took the boxed lunch, unceremoniously, and directly broke the disposable chopsticks and began to eat. At this time, the conductor finally came back breathlessly. There is less old soil in the travel bag, and at this time the train corridor is covered with a fine line of sand, but no one would have thought that this fine sand is actually grave soil.

We were in the penultimate car, but due to the presence of the conductor, he had already ordered the place to be completely sealed, and the time was more than two o'clock in the morning, so there were few people, so we were more relieved.

As soon as the conductor came over, he joined us in a daze at Yuan Baqian in front of him.

Yuan Baqian ate all the dishes in the lunch box with three clicks and five by two, then smacked his lips, stroked his little mustache, and said, "This dish is cold." ”

"Old fox, you are really still deceiving ......" Before the black-faced policeman's words were finished, Yuan Baqian asked very abruptly, "How many of you, who are the party members?" ”

The three of us were stunned. When I was in college, my grades were very poor, and I didn't even get rated as an activist, so how can I talk about party members. So, Yuan Baqian set his eyes on the conductor again, and the conductor also shrugged.

At this time, the black-faced policeman said: "I'm a party member, what's wrong?" ”

"Great." Yuan Baqianyi clapped his hands and said: "Since you are a policeman, you should surround the safety of citizens, and if you are a party member, you should serve the people, right?" ”

The black-faced policeman was stunned for a long time before he nodded and said, "That's right." ”

So, Yuan Baqian took out a small saucer from the small pockets on both sides of the duffel bag, and then said to the black-faced policeman: "Reach over." ”

The black-faced policeman didn't know why, he stretched out his hand, and at this moment, Yuan Baqian conjured a knife from there at a very fast speed, and I didn't know where I was holding a knife in my hand, holding the wrist of the black-faced policeman with one hand, and holding the knife in the other hand and stabbing it in the palm of the black-faced policeman.

The black-faced policeman screamed, and the bright red blood in his palm flowed down the small plate on the ground.

The black-faced policeman scolded: "Old fox, you dare to fucking attack the police!" ”

"If you don't get impatient, you should contribute to the people and contribute to the people." Immediately, Yuan Baqian explained: "A young man, his blood is strong, and he can overcome yin and evil, but at the critical moment, there is no chicken blood, so he has to use your blood to make do with it." ”

After a while, the blood of the small half dish was dripping full, such a Taoist priest was too different from what I imagined, and the Taoist art practiced by Yuan Baqian did have some shadows of evil arts.

After that, Yuan Baqian began to arrange the task again, he first said to the conductor: "After a while, that thing came over and got on his body, you must help me hold his head down and make him face up, understand?" The conductor nodded, and said to the black-faced policeman: "Xiao Hei, your task is that when that guy comes up, you have to hold down his upper body, but I gave you such an easy errand for the sake of your contribution to the people." ”

As soon as Yuan Baqian said this, my heart was half cold, and the easy errands were all distributed, so my errands ......

Sure enough, Yuan Baqian said to me, "After a while, when that thing comes, you will be the first to feel it, don't be afraid, don't make a sound, no matter what happens, don't panic." ”

I swallowed and nodded heavily.

I saw Yuan Baqian take out another handful of grave soil from his travel bag, and sprinkle it under the position of my hand holding the red rope, connecting the soil lines scattered by the conductor before and after just now. Then, Yuan Baqian put the packed lunch that had eaten up the vegetables directly above the head of Xiao Cui's corpse, muttering in his mouth, the conditions were too difficult, and he didn't know if that thing could come. Immediately, he dipped his fingertips in the blood of the black-faced policeman in the small plate, and then tapped the rice on the lunch box above Xiao Cui's head, and then on the grave soil under my hand.

After all this was ready, Yuan Baqian muttered a lot of words in his mouth, and I understood the last sentence of "Wandering Soul Obey the Order" Then, Yuan Baqian suddenly stomped his foot, and there was a "bang" in the carriage.

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