Chapter 81 Tracing the Trail
As soon as Zhang Sanxing arrived at Jiang Qingshui's boudoir, he immediately smelled a clear fragrance, and immediately he knew that this was Jiang Qingshui's body fragrance.
He took a deep breath in fascination before taking a closer look at the boudoir. After reading it, he smiled and said, "Miss Jiang, your room is really clean." ”
Jiang Qingshui, who was behind, heard the words and said with a smile: "Master, how can there be." Didn't I watch you come and clean up on purpose? I can ignore the rest, but I still have to be careful about this, right? ”
And Ye Zi took a deep breath and smiled when he saw Zhang Sanxing arrive in the room. Then he pretended to make a gesture, twisted Zhang Sanxing, and asked, "Brother Sanxing, does Sister Jiang's boudoir smell good?"
“......”
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Sanxing and Jiang Qingshui were stunned, and they both looked embarrassed.
After half a ring, Zhang Sanxing pinched Ye Zi's nose and said with a smile: "Hehe, Zi'er, it's not interesting for you to ask." ”
After speaking, he no longer talked about these men and women, but took a closer look at the rag dolls in the room.
Seeing this, Ye Zi stopped joking.
Although she didn't want anyone to completely intervene in her feelings, she still had a deep sympathy for Jiang Qingshui.
After all, Jiang Qingshui's previous experience was quite miserable, and since that time and Zhang Sanxing were ridiculous, she really didn't look for Zhang Sanxing, and she didn't ask Zhang Sanxing to do anything based on that matter. In this regard, Ye Zi naturally has a good impression, does not exclude, does not approve, and does not oppose, everything goes naturally.
If it were any other outsider, she would be very angry and resolutely refused.
Zhang Sanxing lit candles and paper money, and bowed to the prepared spirit cards to show respect for the deceased
Then he held a small gossip compass and put it on the bed, and still pasted four talismans on the four corners of the bed, and put eight copper coins.
With a wave of the back bone in his hand, he took two rag dolls that Jiang Qingshui held every night and placed them in front and back of the Bagua Compass, evolving the trend of Yin and Yang Taiji.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Lighting a few child and mother talismans, the peach wood sword picked up the trend, pulled his arm, provoked those burning child and mother talismans, and shouted: "The son and mother live and die together, yin and yang rotate in two turns, Qiankun blood leads, thousands of miles of threads, chasing, urgent as a law!" ”
As his shouts rang out, the originally dry and spotless boudoir was now filled with thick smoke, black clouds, and a rancid smell permeating the wilderness.
Seeing this, Zhang Sanxing's eyes were cold, and he said to himself coldly: "The resentment and evil spirit are so strong? It seems that these ghosts and corpses should not be underestimated. ”
Then, he asked Jiang Qingshui, "Miss Jiang, is your memory good?" When I cast the spell, the approximate range of the ghost corpse will be reflected, just like an image, can you remember it all? I can't be distracted, I can't remember. And my current mana is not very profound, so I can't directly find it according to these breaths, and it is easy to make mistakes and interruptions. ”
When Jiang Qingshui heard this, he thought for a while, afraid that he would not be able to remember it and there would be omissions, so he replied: "Master, if you want to remember all the geographical features in the image, I'm afraid I won't be able to remember it." I'll wait and record the footage with a video camera, so can you see it? ”
"No, these images have no roots and no source, and they can't be recorded with something that is not considered the day after tomorrow." Zhang Sanxing replied.
"Can't be recorded?"
Jiang Qingshui thought for a while, then his eyes lit up, and he replied, "Master, what if I draw it?" ”
"Painting? Can you? ”。
"It's okay, I used to learn painting."
Hearing this, Zhang Sanxing nodded and replied, "Wait a while, you will have ten minutes to paint, you prepare first, so as not to wait for a lack of time." ”
Seeing this, Jiang Qingshui hurriedly took out the painting tools he had put away and set up the frame.
And Zhang Sanxing guided the ghost corpse aura in these rag dolls to melt into those black smoke, and sealed them in the room with talismans.
In this way, about ten minutes passed. Jiang Qingshui's preparations are also ready to start.
Seeing this, Zhang Sanxing took out the gossip compass placed on the bed and came to Jiang Qingshui, plucked several strands of her hair, took three drops of blood and placed them on the compass, and then placed the compass in the middle of the bed.
"Mother money turns heaven and earth, yin and yang combine the five elements."
Zhang Sanxing flicked his fingers, and a turquoise light shot from the tip of his hand to the middle of the compass.
Then he took out a blank talisman and used a cinnabar pen to depict the birth date of Jiang Qingshui's child.
"Yin and yang in the dry sky, all things turn into shapes, chase!"
Zhang Sanxing's expression was cold, and his eyes flashed green, like two green rainbows.
opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of corpse gas, and with a wave of his big hand, the back bone in his hand dispersed the corpse qi above the compass, and shouted: "If it is not obvious at this time, when will it be?" ”
As soon as his words landed, the corpse qi instantly gathered all the black smoke that was dense in the room, collided with each other, and evolved into each other.
Within a few moments, a silent mountain appeared above the compass.
On this mountain range, you can clearly see the tombs standing tall and the tablets are cluttered. A somewhat dilapidated wooden house rises right in the middle of the mountain.
As soon as this house was manifested, there was a permeating and fierce aura permeating it.
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
The sound of wolves crying and howling resounded in the sky, and all kinds of ghosts and phantoms struggled with each other. The faces of children with hideous faces and pale faces manifested above this mountain range, ghostly shadows, and gusting winds.
"Miss Jiang, this is the place, you quickly portray it."
Zhang Sanxing's hands were flattened, and the talisman burned one after another, controlling the materialization of the phantom, so that Jiang Qingshui could better portray it.
At the same time, his eyes were fixed on the compass, not daring to blink, for fear of deviation.
At this moment, the compass is also beating non-stop, and the pointer rotates rapidly, fixing the manifested landscape and preventing the image from collapsing.
Then, one by one, incomprehensible symbols rushed out and merged into the image.
Jiang Qingshui also stared nervously when he saw Zhang Sanxing casting the spell at the beginning, and he didn't dare to slack off.
However, as soon as the mountain range was revealed, she was immediately stunned. The paintbrush clenched in his hand also fell to the ground, and his face was stunned.
Now hearing Zhang Sanxing's words, she has come back to her senses.
After sorting out his chaotic thoughts slightly, he looked at the mountain range again and asked, "Master, are you sure what kind of ghost corpse is hiding in this mountain range?" ”
"Well, according to the breath of that ghost corpse left in your room, and according to the blood relationship between your mother and son, this mountain range is its hiding place. We need to go there and find the corpses and destroy them completely. Zhang Sanxing replied.
Hearing Zhang Sanxing's sure words, Jiang Qingshui took a closer look at the mountain range again.
When she was sure that she was not mistaken, she smiled bitterly and said, "Master, you can stop, you don't have to worry about it anymore." It's a place I'm familiar with, I've been there several times before. ”