"Seven Days of Resurrection Ritual?"

Fang Yuan looked at the content recorded on the paper in his hand and raised his eyebrows.

"With essential oils, acacia flowers, white ash... These materials are used for rituals, and after seven days, the dead can be brought back to life? ”

Fang Yuan shook his head slightly: "This seven-day soul return ritual doesn't seem to be much different from the various rituals you experimented with before. ”

In the past, Ji Yueyi had dragged them through many rituals, some of which were so strange that people would be creepy when they heard them.

However, it turned out that these rituals were useless, and even Ah Piao could not be summoned.

"Nope! This seven-day ritual is different! ”

When Ji Yueyi heard that Fang Yuan didn't believe it, she immediately explained, "Do you remember the book we bought back then? ”

"Which book? Could it be the "Ghost Ritual Collection"" Fang Yuan's brows moved slightly and asked.

"Yes." Ji Yueyi shook her head slightly, her eyes immediately became a little panicked and excited, as if she remembered something.

"Before, the book was unremarkable, just a collection of rituals."

"However, at noon today, when I was flipping through the book, I found that a ritual appeared out of thin air! The other rituals were all gone. ”

After speaking, Ji Yueyi's body trembled slightly, and when Fang Yuan looked at it, he found that there was already a layer of goosebumps on Ji Yueyi's arm.

"That ritual, the Seven-Day Resurrection Ritual?" Fang Yuan's tone was calm, and he was not as frightened by this situation as Ji Yueyi.

"Not bad!" Ji Yueyi nodded fiercely and said, "That ritual is the seven-day return to the soul!" ”

"This ritual must have magical power to resurrect Jingyi!"

After speaking, Ji Yueyi stared at Fang Yuan and asked, "Didn't you say that if you can resurrect Jing Yi, you don't care even if you fall into hell?" ”

"Now, there is a chance for us to resurrect Jingyi."

"That's what I said back then." Fang Yuan nodded lightly, didn't say much, and agreed directly: "Then let's carry out the ritual and see if we can resurrect Jingyi." ”

If it were an ordinary person, it would be naked death.

However, Fang Yuanyi was bold, so he naturally didn't care about a small ceremony.

Although with his knowledge and realm, he could not see any power of this ritual to bring a dead man back to life.

Fang Yuan also wanted to see the special power of this strange world.

'Sophora flowers, essential oils, white ash... These things, without any supernatural power at all, can resurrect a person with the help of rituals? ’

Fang Yuan's mind turned, and what he was thinking was naturally unknown.

"Let's go."

After speaking, Fang Yuan brushed aside the weeds and immediately got into the car that drove in front of him.

Both of his parents died, leaving him with an extremely considerable legacy.

Among them, there are three cars, five sets of real estate in various places, and a deposit of 5 million.

However, the company under his name was seized by various relatives.

But even if there are only these, in 999 of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, these assets are enough for him to become a rich man.

Ji Yueyi's family background is also extraordinary, even above him.

The two of them have been their best playmates since childhood.

It is also her family background that can support her to conduct various folklore research.

The two of them drove a bright car and walked slowly on the potholed road.

At this time, the roads between towns and villages had not been thoroughly developed, and even many roads were still dirt roads.

About half an hour later, a township villa appeared in front of the two men.

Around the villa, there are also several villas of the same size.

However, there are not many people here.

You have to walk forward for five minutes to walk into the interior of the town, which is full of people.

Buzzing.

The engine turned, hummed, shuddered, and abruptly stopped all movement.

The door was pushed open from the inside of the car, and Fang Yuan and Ji Yue walked out of the car.

Bang!

In two sounds that rang almost simultaneously, the door was gently closed by the two men.

"Let's go."

Looking at the township villa, Ji Yueyi took a deep breath, her eyes were a little excited and apprehensive, and she took the lead in walking in.

Seeing this, Fang Yuan also followed.

Ji Yueyi took out the key, inserted the door lock, turned it slightly, pushed open the door, and walked in.

Boom.

Fang Yuan followed, and after entering the gate, he closed the door again.

As he walked into the villa, Fang Yuan could feel that the temperature in the air inside the villa room could be said to have dropped by more than ten degrees in an instant compared to the outside world.

Several air conditioners are running at full capacity at the moment, and countless cold air is blowing out of the wind vent.

Ha.

Fang Yuan exhaled lightly, and saw a stream of white qi gushing out of his mouth.

"Cold, huh? But that's all we can do. ”

Ji Yueyi looked back at Fang Yuan and couldn't help but smile.

But after laughing, she couldn't help but shrink her body and shivered.

The rapid cold of the external environment instantly gave her a layer of goosebumps.

"I know that this is the only way to do it for the sake of embalming."

Fang Yuan nodded slightly, his face was as usual, and there was no trembling caused by the cold.

His girlfriend Zhang Jingyi, her corpse, was lying quietly in this villa.

"Hopefully this ritual works." Fang Yuan smiled, but he didn't see any meaning.

"It will definitely work!"

Ji Yueyi said: "I have all the materials here, now, let's start arranging the ceremony." ”

Fang Yuan naturally had no objection and readily agreed.

In the living room, the two of them each put on a coat to protect themselves from the cold, and then walked through the living room, opened the bedroom door, and walked directly in.

In the bedroom, the chill was even better, and even the walls were slightly frosted.

Today's air conditioners and refrigerants are still freon, and the cold air conditioning is still above the air conditioners of later generations.

And above Simmons in the bedroom, a female corpse with pale skin was lying quietly on the bed.

The female corpse had a delicate face, with a youthful and lively air, but the expression on her face at the moment was painful, as if she had died in pain.

Fang Yuan watched this scene quietly, and there was no wave in his heart.

And Ji Yueyi, who is on the side, has been very fond of studying these things since she was a child, and although she is a little scared in her heart, she will not be as frightened as ordinary people.

"Jingyi, Fang Yuan has come to see you." Ji Yueyi spoke softly and said to the female corpse.

Ji Yueyi said in a firm tone and continued: "You wait for a few days, this ceremony will definitely resurrect you!" ”

The two of them have a very deep relationship, and now that they have a seven-day soul return ceremony, she naturally has the responsibility to resurrect Zhang Jingyi.

"Yueyi, you said, today is the Day of Destruction, and the book "Ghost Ritual Collection" suddenly became different from before, is there any connection between the two?"

Fang Yuan opened his mouth and said.

In his memory, there is naturally a doomsday theory that has been very violent recently.