Wen Shuo didn't rush to dig up the notebook that Lao Han Tou had put all his efforts into, he was still a little stubborn and a little nervous in his heart, but at the same time he felt very interesting and exciting!

If there are really evil foreign bodies, demons and monsters in this world, and I have learned the mystical method that can subdue demons and eliminate demons, that is, the masters and immortals in myths and legends, if they are known to the world in the future, how much of a reputation will it have? And I can easily earn 8,000 yuan from Liu Mao and such local snakes, and the old Han Tou letter also said that I am inexperienced and my vision is too low to make the lion open his mouth, doesn't it mean that in fact, I can manage Liu Mao and ask for more money?

Fame and fortune......

This is how many people in ancient and modern times have worked hard and suffered, even at the cost of infamy, unscrupulous, unscrupulous, and extremely vicious, but also to pursue the goal of life, and how many, such as Wen Shuo, will be a young man who is not mature, eagerly yearning for the future.

After locking the drawers, Wen Shuo walked out of the house, came to the courtyard, walked around the three houses, and paced back and forth against the courtyard wall, while carefully observing all the suspicious places, and finally stopped at the northeast corner of the courtyard, and looked at the rows of branches inserted there, surrounded by a few small irregular vegetable patches, planted with greens, garlic seedlings, and a few cucumber seedlings and bean seedlings, and climbed the rows of branches next to them with a gratifying appearance.

These branches are like a fence that many families will enclose in the small vegetable patch in the yard to prevent chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs from trampling on them, and they are like shelves for seedlings to climb and bear fruit in the vegetable garden.

However, the occult experts can see that these branches are inserted and arranged with a certain regularity, and if they are condescending, they can see that the branches are inserted into a magic circle shape.

Wen Shuo squatted down and took a closer look, it was a locust branch.

"Sure enough, there are no ghosts in the world!" Wen Shuo shook his head with a self-deprecating wry smile, there should be a talisman buried in the soil below the four corners of the east, west, north and south of these branches, but there is no need to dig up and verify it.

By now, he could be sure that the fact that he met the deceased Han Kehu on the river embankment that morning was not a dream, but a fact. However, it is not a ghost that Han Kehu turned into, of course, in a sense, it can be called a "ghost" - Han Kehu died very peacefully, and the time of his own death was arranged by him very accurately, so before he died, he calmly prepared enough locust branches and laid such a "three-definition soul array" in his yard, so that after Han Kehu's death, the soul appeared on the river embankment in the early morning to talk to Wen Shuo.

This kind of magic circle can last in nature for half a month, but it can only support the soul to appear and communicate with ordinary people up to three times, if it is facing many people, and it is in broad daylight, then it has to be said otherwise, sometimes it can't be completed even once.

Wen Shuo carefully looked at the skins of these branches, as well as the rising appearance of all kinds of vegetables in the circle, and had a general understanding and judgment of the situation of the circle: he talked to the "old man" on the river embankment once, and then later, because he had palpitations, he didn't go to the river embankment for the past few days. And the "Three Defining Soul Arrays" that Lao Han Tou laid out at home before his death, the target is precisely the place where he appears every morning on the river embankment, after the magic circle has been running once that morning, he has not gone again, so the magic circle can't sense the appearance of the target person, so it doesn't run again, and more than a week has passed, although the effectiveness of the magic circle has decreased slightly, it is enough to support the soul to reappear once, however, if you try to present it perfectly, it is ......

Enough choke!

I don't know how long I squatted next to the magic circle, until Liu Maohe rushed back, Wen Shuo got up to greet him, looking at Liu Maohe carrying a dead rooster with a broken neck and still dripping blood, as well as the things that should be purchased in a rag pocket, Wen Shuo didn't talk nonsense, beckoned Liu Maohe to follow into the hall, and then closed the doors and windows.

In an old-fashioned house, the doors and windows are already small, but when they are closed, the light in the house is immediately darker.

Liu Maohe handed the things to Wen Shuo, observing the dimly lit environment of the room with fear and vigilance, as if he was afraid that an old man with a bald head and a long beard would suddenly emerge from a corner. His voice trembled a little and said, "Shuo, I listen to you, I killed the rooster at the door of the hall at home and sprinkled the chicken blood, and the old Han Tou didn't dare to go, right?"

"It's not that simple, it's just an extra layer of prevention. Wen Shuo frowned and said, "In a while, you and Old Han Tou will meet and talk." ”

"Ah?!" Liu Maohe was startled, his face full of incredulity.

"It's best to be able to negotiate peacefully, otherwise, if I fail to subdue Old Han Tou by raising the altar, he will be even more violent. Wen Shuo sighed softly and said, "You don't have to worry, with me by my side, and it's daytime, I can definitely guarantee your safety." ”

Liu Maohe became more and more frightened: "Really, can you really see him?"

"It should work. ”

"Forget it, it's still you, you talk to him, I will promise him any conditions......" Liu Maohe hesitated, shook his head and said in trepidation.

Wen Shuo didn't speak, looking through the things in his rag pocket to prepare.

Liu Maohe sneered awkwardly: "I'm not afraid, I'm really worried that I will meet with Lao Hantou, both sides have a little hatred in their hearts, and if they don't agree and quarrel, it will be even more difficult to reconcile at that time, right?"

"People and ghosts have different paths, you can't afford to be angry with him anymore, what do you say that you don't like, don't be like him, for the safety of yourself and your family, what's the point of forbearance?" Wen Shuo took out the yellow mounted paper and cut it, and said: "Village Chief Liu, I, Wen Shuo, have one thing to say, one is that I hope you can negotiate peacefully, and I don't have to take the risk to play with the old Han Tou, and second, after seeing your behavior, I am really worried that I will be found in the future, and I can't afford to provoke you." Therefore, being able to let you meet with Old Han Tou also proves that I didn't lie to you......"

"Shuo, eldest nephew, you are out of sight when you say this, how can I find a post-account?" Liu Maohe became more and more embarrassed.

In fact, on the way to buy things before, he really gritted his teeth in his heart.

Yesterday in his yard, Wen Shuo performed a subtle and magical method, and then said quite indifferently that things were almost done, but today when he arrived at the dilapidated house of Lao Han Tou, Wen Shuo changed his words and said that Lao Han Tou would harm people endlessly, and after bluffing him hard, he opened his mouth and asked for 8,000 yuan before he was willing to solve the problem.

What is the concept of 8,000 yuan?

In recent years, the "10,000 yuan households" in the remote countryside are still very popular, although for Liu Maohe, 8,000 yuan is not much of an expense, but it is also a rather overwhelming amount.

So he thought angrily that Wen Shuo was seizing the opportunity to cheat him out of money!

Regardless of whether the old Han Tou turned into a ghost is true or not, Liu Maohe decided in his heart that when this matter is completely resolved and the old Han Tou's soul is annihilated, then Lao Tzu has to let Wen Shuo, the little turtle calf, spit out the money!

But Liu Maohe never expected that Wen Shuo wanted him to meet and talk with Old Hantou.

Talking to a person who has long since died and whose bodies have been cremated is terrifying, let alone being able to meet again.

Now, Wen Shuo has made it clear directly!

Here's the proof!

Liu Maohe was at a loss for a while, he couldn't, he really met and talked to Lao Hantou, right?

What to talk about?

How to talk about it?

Liu Maohe felt a little numb and cramping in his thighs...... Because he saw that Wen Shuo was already standing in front of the table, holding a brush and waving a calligraphy.

On the table, there is an inkstone, and there is ink mixed with cinnabar chicken blood.

Originally, Wen Shuo didn't want to bite his finger and drip blood, after all, the next process of raising the altar was basically pretending to be a ghost and pretending to be a ghost, and it had no substantive effect. And these are things that Liu Maohe would never have thought of, so why should he suffer this pain again? As the old saying goes, a drop of blood has ten eggs!

But in the end, he bit his index finger and dripped a few drops of blood.

First, he was still jealous of Liu Maohe and did not dare to make a mistake, and second, he respected the mystical method in his heart - he believed more and more.

Wen Shuo sat cross-legged on the open space one meter away in front of the table, muttering spells, while picking up blue and yellow paper and folding them into various strange styles, including deer, pigs, horses, sheep, cows, chickens, ducks, fish, eagles, clothes, ingots, swords, and six paper figures, large and small.

Liu Maohe couldn't help but ask a few more words, but Wen Shuo didn't pay attention to him, so he felt that it was difficult to ride a tiger, and he became more and more nervous.

Soon, a pile of lively paper bundles was placed in front of Wen Shuo.

He didn't look at Liu Maohe, who was standing next to him stupidly and wanted to speak, he got up and took the thirty-six talismans and walked to the open space next to him and placed them according to the gossip formation. After setting up the magic circle, Wen Shuo dipped a little ink in the inkstone with his index finger, walked in front of Liu Maohe, and couldn't help but raise his hand to seriously outline a "Heavenly Tears Talisman" in the middle of his forehead, and said: "When I get up to practice the altar in a while, I will invite Lao Hantou to come and draw a talisman on your forehead, so that you can see him and talk to him, then, you should be mentally prepared now, remember, talk to Lao Hantou politely, no matter what ugly words he says, you have to hold back." Of course, I will make sure of your absolute safety. ”

"Shuo, do you really want me to meet with Old Han?" Liu Maohe trembled uncontrollably.

"I have one thing to say!"

"But ......"

"You don't have a choice! So, remember what I told you and be mentally prepared, I'm going to get up. ”

Wen Shuo turned around and stood in front of the table in front of the hall, lit two candles and inserted them into the candlesticks respectively, lit eighteen sticks of fine incense on the candle flame on the left side, respectfully inserted them into the small incense burner, and then took rice and millet, and sprinkled half a catty of rice on the left half circle of the paper pile, and half a catty of millet on the right half circle of the paper bunch. The remaining half a catty of glutinous rice, Wen Shuo put it into a large bowl, and used the remaining cinnabar and rooster blood together.

After doing this, Wen Shuo stood between the paper bundle and the table, facing the hanging painting, picked up two guide charms with his index finger and middle finger, lit them on the candle, waved them in the air with a slightly jerky movement, and muttered an incomprehensible spell in his mouth, until the rune paper was about to burn out, then he threw it up and let it fall on the table naturally, and said in his mouth: "Today as a guest, burn incense and burn talismans to quote scriptures; ”

He picked up another talisman in his right hand, recited the words, lit it on the candle, and turned around and threw the burning talisman on the paper.

Call......

The paper burned and the fire raged.

Liu Maohe stood at the door, looking at the vigorous flames and Wen Shuo, whose flickering and dark image was particularly weird against the backdrop of the flames, and there was a touch of surprise and surprise in his nervous heart - the paper was lit in a pile, but there was no smoke in the flames.