Song Xiaotian's throat frightened me so much that I hurriedly touched Meng Yifan's pulse and heartbeat, as well as breathing.

"Don't crow's mouth, he still has breathing and a heartbeat."

I glared at Song Xiaotian.

But I haven't encountered this situation, I only know that Meng Yifan is definitely not dead, it is estimated that it is because of the ghost's upper body.

But I've been ghosted, why haven't I ever been like this?

Fortunately, Zhao Laoqi arrived not long after, and I hurriedly told him about the situation and asked him what was wrong with Meng Yifan.

Zhao Laoqi also opened Meng Yifan's eyelids and looked at it, and suddenly frowned: "In the future, when you encounter this kind of fierce yin soul, don't let them go on casually, the yin soul with too heavy yin qi will have a probability to squeeze your three souls out of the body, and Xiao Meng's soul is gone." ”

I was startled and asked if I could find this soul back.

Zhao Laoqi shook his head: "I can't find it back, let's prepare for him." ”

Hearing Zhao Laoqi's words, Song Xiaotian was stunned on the spot, my legs were weak, and I knelt down directly, and my tears were almost falling.

Zhao Laoqi coughed dryly twice and said: "I'm joking with you, how can I take it seriously, why don't young people have any sense of humor." ”

In just two seconds, I was like a big ups and downs, and I said angrily: "You are so humorous! ”

I asked Zhao Laoqi, how to bring back the souls of the living, let's learn for a while.

"It's not something you can learn casually."

After that, Zhao Laoqi picked Meng Yifan up from the chair with one hand.

With a height of more than one meter and eight meters, and a weight of nearly 100 kilograms, Zhao Laoqi is like carrying a chicken cub.

He carried Meng Yifan and knelt on the ground, but Meng Yifan was unconscious at this time, he couldn't kneel at all, and he would fall down as soon as he let go.

The strange thing is that Zhao Laoqi patted each of his yang fire positions, and a talisman was attached to his back, and Meng Yifan actually knelt firmly, but his head drooped.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Laoqi slapped the back of his neck two inches down, and Meng Yifan, who was unconscious, suddenly raised his two hands and stretched them forward.

Later, Zhao Laoqi asked me and Song Xiaotian to find a wooden board in the house for him.

I searched with Song Xiaotian for a long time, but I didn't find any wooden boards, but I found a large photo frame, which contained a family photo of Huang Hai's whole family.

"Seventh Master, this is not ......"

"It will be used."

Zhao Laoqi took the photo frame and placed the side with glass on the front on top of Meng Yifan's hands.

Then he poured all the yellow paper ashes from the brazier on the picture frame, and then wiped the paper ashes evenly.

Song Xiaotian and I couldn't understand it, we just felt like a dick.

Zhao Laoqi is just like the master in the movie, there is nothing he can't do.

After smearing the paper ashes, Zhao Laoqi took out a stick of incense from his backpack and inserted it into Meng Yifan's mouth.

He held the Sanqing Bell in his left hand, pinched the hand in his right hand, and read while ringing the bell: "Ten thousand laws are Qiankun, thousands of changes are in the future, the wind and thunder open the ancestors, and the Qiankun Town is too clear!" ”

The last five words seemed to explode in my ears, and Song Xiaotian and I couldn't help but tremble.

Meng Yifan actually reacted, but he didn't wake up, but drew on the photo frame with the stick of incense in his mouth.

Song Xiaotian and I hurriedly stretched our necks to look, and we found that Meng Yifan was not painting randomly, although he closed his eyes, the lines he drew were not interrupted, as if he was moving alone.

It occurred to me that could it be that his lost soul was moving.

Really...... only heard the sound of 'pop', the incense was broken, and Meng Yifan, who was originally unconscious, suddenly woke up.

The plank fell to the ground, and as if frightened, he sat down on the ground, shouting: ", hot! It's hot! ”

Song Xiaotian and I hurriedly surrounded him, supported him left and right, and asked him what he was burning.

"I was in a place where there were a lot of people, and it burned as soon as I got close to those people."

Meng Yifan hadn't recovered much, and his expression was a little wooden.

I didn't understand what he said, so I asked Zhao Laoqi why he felt hot.

"His human soul was wandering outside just now, and there should be someone passing nearby, the yang energy of the living has a burning sensation on the weak human soul, which is the reason why the ghost is afraid of people."

Listening to Zhao Laoqiyi's explanation, I understood.

Ordinary yin spirits have weak yin qi, and yin is not better than yang, so they are afraid of people.

The powerful Yin Soul has a heavy Yin Qi, and the Yin is better than the Yang, so it can harm people.

I remember that Zhao Laoqi said before that the basic driving force of the ever-changing universe is actually the simplest interaction between yin and yang.

The relationship between yin and yang can explain the change and development process of all things.

After thinking about it, the so-called ghosts and gods can also be explained clearly with the words yin and yang.

I was very curious about this, so I asked Zhao Laoqi what spell he used just now, and why we couldn't learn it.

"The spiritualism taught by Meishan is dedicated to summoning spirits to the living."

Zhao Laoqi explained: "The Meishan method originated from the Taoist Zhengyi faction, and later merged with the local Miao and Yao people in Meishan, their own witchcraft, to form a very distinctive local folk teaching, that is, the Meishan method. ”

"The witchcraft of the Miao and Yao tribes is mostly used to cure diseases, and the spiritualism is evolved from their witchcraft, and some people can use the spiritualism to summon them back because they are frightened and take away the three souls."

I said, why can't we learn it, I have memorized the process just now.

Zhao Laoqi said with a smile: "It's useless for you to write it down, spells and spells, spells and spells are not the same thing, what ordinary people can learn is magic, including fortune telling and fortune telling, they are all techniques." ”

"If you want to learn the Fa, there is a very strict set of procedures in formal religion, you have to worship the teacher, worship the ancestors, if you want to really learn the ability, it will be at least three or five years."

"Even the folk Dharma teachings have their own rules, and learning the Fa in the folk is a quick success, but the quick success is also about chance, if the ancestor thinks that you don't have a wisdom root, he won't lend you the Fa, then how do you learn, that is, just cultivate the mind."

I thought to myself, this is too complicated, just like the ancient apprenticeship, it can often take several years.

But it's normal to think about it, if everyone can learn the Fa, then not everyone can do magic.

"It's like the book your grandfather passed on to you."

Zhao Laoqi said meaningfully: "The content of that book was created by the author's mentor, then his mentor is the ancestor of this lineage, if this ancestor thinks that you have a wisdom root, you can quickly comprehend the above things, he will lend you the law, and you can use the spell." ”

"If he doesn't look at you favorably, then it's useless for you to watch it a hundred times, at most you understand some theoretical knowledge."

I was a little moved to hear it.

Zhao Laoqi seems to be seducing me.

Since this book is not an evil book, it doesn't hurt to take a look, what if Master Zu thinks I have a wisdom root?

After all, it's in this business, and if you don't learn more, it's easy to make the ghost smoke a big mouth.