For a few days, strange things happened in Shangshu Mansion.

For example, the guards patrolling the house always saw headless figures floating around in the back garden, and the girl heard crying in the middle of the night near the main courtyard.

The concubine in the house or something, waking up in the middle of the night, always saw a figure flying in the room in a trance, and looked at it, but it was gone. If you want to say that you are dazzled, I muttered in private, and found that many people have encountered it.

The government then sent additional patrols.

But the situation did not improve, and later, the people in the house were even more frightened to find that there were inexplicable bloody handprints everywhere in the house, along with some blood books that they couldn't read, accompanied by cries that they remembered from time to time.

For a while, people were panicked, and the people in the mansion were suspicious and frightened, and their eyes were dark every day, and even if the wind blew the door open, they would be frightened and screamed.

Zhang Shangshu had a black face and ordered his subordinates not to spread rumors and not to communicate with each other. This move made people more speculative, and some rumors spread uncontrollably.

Zhang Shangshu himself also had two dark circles under his eyes all day long, and he began to be suspicious, and even the mood of going to tease the new member of the household department was gone.

After a few days, Zhang Shangshu also began to lose sleep all night, lost his appetite for tea and rice, and even the fat big butt seemed to have lost some weight, and when he sat down, the sound of the black wooden chair was not so exaggerated.

The lady and concubine, even the young lady and the son, couldn't bear this huge mental pressure, and cried and begged Zhang Shangshu to invite a master to catch ghosts.

Lord Shangshu couldn't do it, waved his hand, and asked people to go and invite the Yuxu Daoist who caught ghosts in Shengdu Mansion that day, and asked him to exorcise ghosts.

As for whether he is afraid of what kind of nonsense the Taoist will say, he is not afraid. Anyway, in the face of the law, the so-called unjust soul is not counted as a human witness. It's just that in order to appease the lady and concubine who cried and cried all day long, he reluctantly invited back the master.

The Taoist did not refuse, he came at the invitation and opened an altar in the house to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

The people in the house watched the ghost hunting process with the courage of numbness.

This time, the Taoist's face was grim, he put a paper turtle into a basin of water, recited the mantra in the same way, walked a square step, and pointed a little finger, and the paper turtle actually came to life and swam around in the water in a hurry.

The Taoist took a step back, his face turned pale, and he shouted: "The resentment is so heavy, it is about to become a disaster." Tong'er, quickly take the soul lock rope for the teacher. ”

Zhang Shangshu was shocked, locked the soul rope, he had not heard some Taoist priests in the Taoist temple say before, that is one of the strongest magic weapons in Taoism to catch ghosts, and under normal circumstances, he is reluctant to use it.

The little boy also seemed to be slightly pale, but he quickly took out the magic weapon that the master wanted.

The Taoist peachwood sword swept across the air, picked the long rope that looked like cotton thread on the tip of the sword, tied a copper coin blessed by Taoism at the lower end of the cotton rope, and hung it in the air.

The Taoist shouted again: "The three flavors of fire calcining are terrible. ”

With a bang, the Taoist opened his mouth and sprayed at the cotton thread, and a stream of fire sprayed onto the cotton rope. The cotton rope ignited a faint flame glowing with blue light, and the fire flickered and flickered, looking eerie and terrifying.

Everyone stared intently at the cotton thread, thinking to themselves, this is the master using Dao fire to burn the ghost.

But the fire burned and burned, but it gradually went out.

Then the wind rose suddenly, and there was a faint cry in the wind.

And the cotton rope has been burned for so long, but it is still intact and has not been burned at all.

The Taoist stumbled in his footsteps, fell to the ground, spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, his face was full of horror, and he muttered: "The Dao's original heart Dao fire and soul locking rope can't help it. ”

And the onlookers in the mansion were already frightened and trembling like chaff, and the timid ladies and concubines simply rolled their eyes and fainted. Some simply peed their pants on the spot, and a piece of chickens and dogs jumped.

Zhang Shangshu looked quite calm, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead for some time, and the thick fingers under the sleeves were slightly white, and when he looked closely, the clothes on the vest seemed to be wet.

The Taoist got up and saluted Zhang Shangshu: "Lord Shangshu, it seems that the ghosts of your mansion have turned into powerful ghosts, and some of the ghosts are too resentful and have begun to become troublesome. I also hope that Lord Shangshu will do it himself. ”

Zhang Shangshu's lips trembled twice, but he found that his throat was so tight that he couldn't speak, and he watched the back of the Taoist who left in a hurry.

Looking at the ashes on the ground with a pale face, Zhang Shangshu finally felt a storm in his heart that could no longer be extinguished.

Unconsciously the corpses under the cave, the human clay, the stumps and broken arms, and the numb but terrible eyes came to mind......

A mouthful of black blood came up, and Lord Shangshu's eyes turned black and he fainted.

……

In the Flying Feather Garden, Hao Se was lying lazily on a chair, next to him a robe thrown on the table, and a bunch of disguised props.

"Your Highness, what's the matter, is the god stick played by this son handsome?" Hao Se put his long legs on the stone table, raised his eyebrows at Jing Yi, and was domineering.

Jing Yi laughed and slapped her on the flat river, "Dog, come, tell this king, how did you do it?" ”

The ghost hunting at the gate of Shengdu Mansion that night, as well as the haunting and ghost hunting incidents in Shangshu Mansion in the past few days, were all done by Hao Se. Before that, she had borrowed someone from him to help her plan, but he didn't know exactly how to do it.

Although, those pomp and circumstance are very similar to the Taoist Zhai Jiao rituals.

However, for him, who is also proficient in Qimen Dunjia, it is natural to see that the dog is just a shell of the Taoist secret method, so he makes a mystery, but he does not use the real Taoist technique.

Hao Se laughed, and also slapped Jing Yi's horse on the Pingchuan, and the slap was banging.

"Because this son is the first god stick in Shengdu, is he handsome?" Hao Se's long legs swayed and almost dazzled Jing Yi's eyes.

"Handsome, my dog is handsome." Jing Yi was very supportive, and she also learned her way of speaking, "Dog, you didn't use Taoist Qimen, right?" ”

Hao Se nodded, very satisfied, and explained to Jing Yi.

Indeed, she just wore a Taoist robe, went through the motions according to the Taoist Zhaijiao ritual, and acted for the melon-eating masses.

She uses physicochemical methods.

On that day, the drama in front of the Shengdu Mansion, the white paper, the secret of the bloody handprints and blood books appearing and disappearing, are all similar to the principle that phenolphthalein turns red when it encounters alkali and fades when it encounters acid.

In ancient times, there was no ready-made phenolphthalein or anything, so she replaced it with turmeric. She used turmeric water to draw handprints and write those words on white paper, then left them dry.

In this way, the white paper is dyed with turmeric, replacing the role of phenolphthalein. And those two basins of clear water, one basin is alkaline water, which is common in this era. The other pot is white vinegar, acidic.

When the white paper meets the lye, it naturally shows the bloody handprints and blood letters. And when she put the white paper with bloody handprints back into the white vinegar, under acidic conditions, those bloody handprints naturally disappeared.

Of course, what she claimed to the outside world was Qing Shui.

And those gestures, stepping steps, pinching formulas, etc., are just bluffs, since you want to play a magic stick, it naturally looks like a standard high-level magic stick.

Oh, those gesture formulas or something, it's not that she made it up, Taoist formulas, spells, etc., she still has seen them. Coupled with her ability to read books and never forget, this is not difficult.

Jing Yi listened with interest, pinched her long legs, and asked, "What about the hauntings and ghost hunting in Shangshu Mansion?" It's not the same as Shengdufu's. Also, what exactly was the thing that Rong Sui sent you that day? ”