The basic principle of this seven-star soul sealing array is to use the method of stargazing to find the seven levels of the leylines here, and seal the seven levels with the five emperor coins stained with the eyebrows of the boy, so that the vitality is cut off and a desperate place is formed.

Eighty percent of the room was also arranged with a similar formation, and the reason why Lin Wenjing was able to easily break through the maze at that time was because she did not use her eyes, but by perceiving the flow of anger to find a way out.

If I can find out the seven levels here, maybe I can find a way to crack this formation, but unfortunately I can't. I am a living person, and I can't sense the flow of anger here, I pondered for a while, maybe it was a matter of life and death, I was forced to be in a hurry, and suddenly I had a flash of inspiration and thought of a thing.

About two years ago, I went to the mourning hall with my third uncle, and stayed at the victim's house that night. The Lord was doing business in a foreign country, and one day while he was out for entertainment, he suddenly had a heart attack and died with a whimper. Although many people have been away from home for many years, most of them pay attention to returning to their roots, so the body of the victim was transported back by car.

I told the third uncle, fortunately, although our place is a mountain nest, we can barely get into the car, like those who live in the mountains, how can this corpse be transported back.

The third uncle said angrily: "If Butcher Zhang dies, can he only eat hairy pigs?" In ancient times, not to mention trucks, many people couldn't even afford to hire horse-drawn carriages, and those who died in a foreign land did not return home in the end. ”

I was curious and asked, "How did you get back?" Especially those who are far away from the mountains and rivers, and the carriages and horses can't go up at all, so do they hire a lot of people to carry them back? ”

The third uncle said: "The things in the world, only unthinkable, nothing can not be done, our ancestors have already had a solution." ”

I thought about it, but I didn't understand any way to send a dead man back to his hometown with less effort, so I asked the third uncle to hurry up.

The third uncle said two words: "Drive out the corpse." ”

I was young at the time, and I didn't know that there was a branch of our industry in the Xiangxi area, they didn't do feng shui rituals, and they were specifically responsible for sending some of the dead who died in other places back to their hometowns, and the world called them corpse chasers.

I heard the third uncle say that the profession of corpse chaser has existed since ancient times, and those who learn this profession must be bold and in good health. In the early days, if you stayed in a small inn in a mountain village in Xiangxi, you were very likely to see dead bodies walking. The corpses, wrapped in black cloth, were lined up and led by a man with a gong in his hand, who was the corpse chaser.

The corpse chaser never lit a lantern, and struck a small yin gong and a dementor bell to keep night walkers out of the way, and to inform those who had dogs to lock them up. If there were more than two corpses, they would be strung together with straw ropes, one every seven or eight feet, and they would cross thousands of rivers and mountains and return to their hometown for burial.

Since modern times transportation has become more convenient, the branch of corpse chasers has gradually declined. However, the third uncle thought that some of the methods of driving out corpses here were still very useful, so he asked me to write them down by heart and recite them from time to time when I went back. I was young and knowledgeable at the time, and I didn't believe much in this strange thing, and although I wrote it down at the time, I turned around and threw it away.

I leaned against the wall, trying to remember the methods that my third uncle had taught me. Driving corpses in our industry is also known as moving spirits, shadows, and walking corpses, and the Xiangxi faction is the most famous. In order to become a corpse chaser, you must learn 36 exercises, but the most crucial point is how to make the corpse walk.

The reason why the Xiangxi faction is the most famous is mainly because of the two things produced locally, the local Chenzhou Fu and Chenzhou sand. To get the corpse to walk on its own, there is a secret technique involved in the business of chasing out the corpse. First of all, the cinnabar should be put into seven places of the deceased's head, heart, chest, heart, left and right hands, and palms, each of which should be pressed with a rune, and then tied tightly with five-colored cloth strips.

Because these seven places are the places where the seven orifices enter and exit, they are sealed with cinnabar runes to retain the seven spirits of the deceased. After that, some cinnabar is stuffed into the ears, nose, and mouth of the deceased, and then plugged with runes. According to the ancient teachings of our practice, the ears, nose, and mouth are the places where the three spirits enter and exit, and by doing so, they will remain in the body of the deceased.

These two steps are the most critical steps for the corpse to walk on its own, and Chenzhou sand and Chenzhou Fu are the best cinnabar and runes.

The reason why I thought of driving out the corpses was because I saw six corpses lying in the house. I can't sense the flow of anger, but the corpse can. This haunted house is very evil, and there is a lot of cinnabar mixed in the walls, and these people die here, maybe their souls have not left their bodies.

If I can lift these corpses out of the body by casting them out, I can use them to find out where the anger is going. But now I don't want to talk about Chenzhou sand and Chenzhou runes, not even the most ordinary cinnabar and runes. Although the walls of this room contain a lot of cinnabar, this is not usable at all.

I pondered for a while, took out the syringe hidden in my pocket, and pulled out a triangular needle. The Xiangxi faction's method of driving out corpses did not work, but the third uncle explained to me his principle back then, which was mainly to seal the soul of the deceased in his body and stimulate his corpse with secret techniques.

I tried to use the needle method instead of cinnabar and runes. The so-called needle method pays attention to the word "fixed", which has been practiced hard for several years under the supervision of the third uncle. This method of fixing the needle is mainly to deal with those who cheat the corpse in our industry, and seal the corpse with the needle, and the corpse has to lie down obediently.

At this time, I was forced to have no choice but to use the needle method to seal the seven orifices of the corpse to see if it could work.

I put seven triangular needles in my hand, stripped off all the clothes of one of the corpses, closed my eyes and took a breath, breathed a few beats, and the needles rained down, sealing seven points in a row. Don't beat my heart, I silently recited the mantra taught to me by the third uncle in my heart, pointed at the corpse, and shouted: "Get up!" ”

I saw the male corpse, whose face was half rotten, and sat up from the ground at once. I folded my hands and made a gesture, and the corpse stood up. I was amazed and delighted that this man was trapped and died in a haunted house, and his soul did not disperse.

I tried to memorize the many methods taught to me by my third uncle back then, tightened my palm, and then opened it out. The corpse in front of him suddenly collapsed his shoulders, and it seemed that the whole person was loosened all at once.

I stepped aside, held my breath, and stared straight at him. After a while, I saw the male corpse turn his head, deviate to the left, pause for a moment, then turn half a position to the left, and began to stagger forward. After taking two steps, he stopped, his head turned slightly, and then he turned and took three steps in a row to the right.

I was engrossed in the course he had taken, a matter of life and death, and I did not dare to relax in the slightest. When the man had taken two more steps, I immediately followed, stepping on the spot where he had stood. Then, according to the direction he had just taken, he turned half a body to the left, took two steps in turn, and followed closely.

After that, going around and around, I don't know how many times I went around, as if I had stepped out of a lost step, and finally, the male corpse stopped in front of me. I took a deep breath, followed the step, and then jumped up and grabbed the man's corpse and hung it on top of him.

Although the stench and the carrion on my body were disgusting, I was ecstatic in my heart! The moment I hung on the man, I saw something more in front of me, a wooden box! I watched carefully for a while, and with my head and feet around the man's neck, I hung upside down, grabbed the box with both hands, and lifted the lid of the box with one force.

I only felt a burst of bright light flickering, and it turned out that there was a bronze mirror hidden in the open box, which flashed me. And as the mirror light passed, the scene in the house changed suddenly, and the door without a door was finally revealed.

I let out a sigh of relief and jumped off the man's corpse, slimy and already stained with carrion. I didn't care about anything else, but I saw that the box was square, about half a meter long and wide, and in addition to the bronze mirror, there were some books and other objects under the box, which were scattered and couldn't be seen for a while.

I was hungry and thirsty at this time, and I had exhausted the last of my strength in this toss just now, and at this time I was dissipated in one breath, and I suddenly fell to the ground, and I couldn't get up again.

I shouted a few times at the top of my voice, only to find that I couldn't shout at all due to severe dehydration. Could it be that the formation was broken, and instead he was dying of thirst and starvation here? I was in despair when I heard a cold voice behind me: "What's the ghost called?" ”