To build a yin bridge, you need to use rooster blood!

There is a saying that the rooster leads the way, which is actually not unreasonable.

The rooster is psychic and can communicate the two worlds of yin and yang, so most of the methods of passing through the yin in folklore use the rooster.

The most typical is the soul calling.

It is said that when a person is about to die before he dies, the three souls and seven spirits go to one soul and five spirits, and these souls and five spirits go to the underworld.

At this time, if a big yellow rooster is tied with a long rope, released at a specific time, and then called the name of the deceased while retrieving it, then the soul can ride the big yellow rooster back and return to the yang.

Surin hadn't tried this method, and I don't know if it worked.

Even to put it bluntly, he wasn't even sure if there was such a thing as the underworld.

There is a high probability that there is none.

After death, the soul returns to heaven and earth, which is in line with the law of conservation of energy, if they all go to the underworld, it will be unscientific.

As for why the rooster can be used as a medium for passing through the yin, Su Lin guessed that maybe the chicken blood contains some kind of natural substance that can attract the attention of the yin?

Everything has to be scientific, don't you say?

The incense was lit, and there were two pieces of bread on the table next to the bed, and Surin put his hand on them.

Then he pulled out a small bottle from his backpack, the size of a Coke can, and when he unscrewed the lid, there was a red liquid inside.

He Zhiran asked curiously: "Cinnabar?" ”

"Chicken blood!"

Su Lin replied, making He Zhiran very stunned.

In fact, Su Lin was quite helpless.

He can't always stuff a big rooster in his backpack every time, isn't it, what a waste of money.

So I simply ran to the slaughterhouse, asked for a lot of rooster blood, took it back and filled dozens of cans, put it in the refrigerator and froze it, and went out to get a can directly into the backpack, and when I used it, it melted away, how convenient.

In today's society, everything has to be efficient.

Take out just the right amount of chicken blood, pour out some and pour some on the yellow paper.

Then Su Lin lit the yellow paper and turned it three times on top of Zhang Tiantian's head.

The yellow paper burned suddenly, bursting into a huge fire, and the paper ash floated up, floating into a line, condensing but not falling.

The Yin Bridge was built.

Zhang Zhinong's eyes almost popped out, and he looked at this incredible scene with a shocked face.

It was also the first time he saw Su Lin taking the Yin Bridge, and his face was also full of shock and puzzlement.

Su Lin doesn't care what the two of them think, since the Yin Bridge has been completed, then the next thing is to try to communicate.

He cleared his throat and was about to say hello and say hello when he saw the floating paper ash snap and fall from the sky.

This means that the bridge is broken.

Su Lin was stunned, and then his eyes quickly turned cold.

Although building a bridge between yin can communicate with yin spirits, there is a prerequisite, that is, the other party must cooperate.

It's like making a phone call, people have to press the answer button to make a call.

And the Yin Bridge is broken, which only shows one thing, that is, the other party is unwilling to communicate.

Oh, toast without eating and eating and drinking.

Gave you face? Dare to hang up Mr. Yin and Yang's phone, there is a kind.

He didn't try to rebuild the bridge, but took out another red rope more than two meters long from his backpack.

"You two, hold him down!"

Surin said.

He Zhiran and Zhang Zhinong were stunned for a moment, and then they realized that Su Lin was holding down Zhang Yitian, so he hurriedly ran over and pressed Zhang Yitian firmly on the bed.

Zhang Yitian still wanted to struggle, but after all, he was a martial arts practitioner, and he was still an old Chinese medicine doctor, and he didn't know what means he used, so Zhang Yitian obediently didn't move.

Su Lin walked over and tied the middle finger of Zhang Tiantian's left hand with a red rope, and then slashed his finger with a knife.

This stroke is quite deep, but Zhang Tiantian doesn't feel anything, and he doesn't call.

The finger was cut, and the blood slowly flowed down the red rope.

Maybe the other party knew what Su Lin was going to do, but Zhang Tiantian, who was originally immobile, struggled violently again, and He Zhiran and Zhang Zhinong, who were so strong, could hardly hold it down.

Su Lin ignored it, plucked the incense off the bread, and put a little incense on the red rope with the incense head.

It's strange to say that the blood-stained red rope was burned by the incense, and a blue flame came out and burned rapidly.

The flames were still a long distance away from Zhang Yitian, but Zhang Yitian let out a thrilling scream as if he had suffered a great pain.

The scream was not like a big man at all, but more like a woman who had been put on a torture rack and tortured.

"Let him go!"

Seeing this, Surin shouted.

He Zhiran and Zhang Zhinong hurriedly let go of Zhang Tiantian.

Zhang Yitian regained his freedom, and his face was full of hideous faces, ready to pounce on Su Lin.

However, Su Lin only snorted coldly, and his three fingers picked up the burning red rope and shook it vigorously.

"Ahh

There was another extremely sharp scream, and then a black gas visible to the naked eye emerged from the Baihui acupoint above Zhang Tiantian's head and quickly disappeared.

This obviously unreasonable scene made He Zhiran and Zhang Zhinong's souls gone, their eyes were round, their mouths were wide open, and they couldn't say a word.

Su Lin didn't care about their performance, he put his hand on the rope, the flame was extinguished, and Zhang Tiantian fell to the ground limply, lifeless.

"One day!"

Zhang Zhinong's love for his son was heartfelt, and he hurriedly rushed over to touch his breath, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and helped Zhang Tiantian to the bed with He Zhiran.

The doctor was alarmed and rushed in, checked and checked to find that it was all right, and left angrily.

Hao Xuan didn't see the paper ashes on the ground.

After the doctor left, Zhang Tiantian woke up after a while, and called "Dad" weakly!

It was this dad that made Zhang Zhinong almost cry, and his eyes were red.

"Master Su, great kindness, toothless and unforgettable!"

Zhang Zhinong said with red eyes.

Su Lin shrugged: "Don't be happy too early, now it's just a symptom, but not the root cause, the disease is not eradicated, and there will never be peace." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Zhinong was stunned.

He Zhiran took the opportunity to ask: "Linzi, what's going on?" ”

Su Lin didn't speak, walked up to Zhang Tiantian, stretched out his hand and looked at his eyes, and let him stick out his tongue and look.

Zhang Tiantian seemed to have memories of what had just happened, and his eyes when he looked at Su Lin were no longer as unruly as before, but more fear and gratitude.

After reading Zhang's state for a day, Su Lin asked, "Tell me, where have you been recently?" ”

Zhang Yitian obediently recalled the place he had visited recently, and Su Lin listened expressionlessly.

When he heard Zhang Tiantian say that he followed a J girl to her house behind the bar at midnight, Su Lin interrupted him and asked, "What's the name of that bar?" ”

"Angel of Death!"

Zhang Yitian replied.

Su Lin frowned, the name seemed a little familiar.

He didn't care, and continued to ask: "What about the J girl, do you remember her name?" ”

Zhang Yitian thought hard for a long time, and finally in Zhang Zhinong's angry and unfortunate eyes, he remembered a name: "It seems to be called Jenny?" Well, it should be! ”

"Let's go, take us to this Jenny!"

Su Lin said lightly.

(End of chapter)