The orthodox ghost path spell originally had a method for raising yin soldiers. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 One of the first steps is to subdue the ghosts with suitable qualifications, and then slowly cultivate the sacrifice with the method of pure internal refining, and improve the realm of ghosts step by step.

This kind of sacrificial refining method has a slow effect, but there is almost no obstacle in the whole process, and there will be no demon calamity, once it is practiced to the fullest, the power of the supernatural power is beyond people's imagination, and there is no need to worry about backlash. For example, the Dharma Protector Divine General and the Yellow Turban Warrior in the Dao Gate are the ultimate in this spell, which can fly to the sky and the earth, move mountains and seas, and can almost be used as an incarnation outside the body and a second elemental god.

It's just that although the orthodox method has a thousand benefits, it is only the slow practice. Some guys who are not in a hurry and are in a hurry will toss up such a cruel evil art as raising ghosts. The cultivators first find babies who meet certain conditions and torture them with all kinds of cruel means to make them suffer a lot but not die, until the resentment in the baby's heart reaches its peak, and then they are brutally killed. After death, the soul is imprisoned by the owner, concocted by secret methods, and becomes the most ferocious and violent ghost, and then driven by evil magic, used to hurt people.

Because it is too cruel and bloody, it hurts the heavens and the peace, and after the practice, the owner will continue to feed the little ghost with the blood of the living. In addition, the little ghost was tortured before and after death, and he was deeply resentful, and he had a deep hatred for the owner, and he always thought about revenge. If you are not careful, the fate of the owner will be miserable. Therefore, the evil art of raising ghosts has always been regarded as taboo by righteous people, and the vast majority of people who practice this evil art eventually die at the hands of the ghosts they raise. The spells of sacrificing and refining yin soldiers and raising imps, one good and one evil, if the two are compared, it is naturally a decent spell that is bright and fair, and there are many benefits, but there are always people with evil hearts, greedy for the temporary convenience of evil arts, and do things that harm heaven and reason. Especially in recent years, spells have declined, and most of the orthodox inheritances have been scattered, but these evil methods have been preserved because of the ease of cultivation.

It's just that this technique of raising little ghosts, because it is too notorious, everyone shouts to kill in Middle-earth, and the cultivators are almost extinct, but it is widely spread in the Nanyang area.

The house where Qiu Botao lives was decorated with Zhang Zizai's help, and the original feng shui pattern was naturally no problem. But I was harassed by that little ghost for two nights, at this time there was a gloomy inside and out, and ordinary people didn't feel obvious, but as soon as they entered the door, they felt cold on their bodies, and the temperature in the room was a little abnormally low.

"Where's that gossip mirror, show it to me. Qiu Zhe said to Qiu Botao.

Qiu Botao said yes and walked into the study, and after a while, he wrapped it in a piece of cotton cloth and spread it out carefully. Inside is a palm-sized mirror, with the outline of Bagua on the edge, and the Bagua figure carved on the back.

"Good thing," Qiu Zhe said, "where did you get it?"

"It was Zhang Daochang who helped find it," Qiu Botao said with some luck: "When my house was renovated, he looked up and down, saying that there was a piece of town missing, so he helped take this mirror and asked me to hang it on the gate." ”

"This is the mirror of the countryman's house," without waiting for Qiu Zhe to ask, Zhang Zizai himself said: "The family I am looking for has four generations in the same hall, and this mirror is hung in front of the ancestral hall of their ancestral home, and it has been hung for more than 100 years. ”

"That little ghost is amazing," Qiu Zhe said: "Your feng shui here is not bad, and you have such a town, but you only resisted it for one night, it seems that the opponent is also serious." ”

Qiu Botao said with a sad face: "What can I do about this, or I will move out tonight?"

"It's useless," Qiu Zhe said: "Since the other party has already set his sights on you, he must have prepared in advance, as long as you have a hair on the other party's hand, the ends of the earth can find you, unless—"

He groaned for a moment and said, "How is your relationship with the police department?"

"Average," Qiu Botao said honestly, "Usually there is no ambiguity when they should be friends, but there is no solid hard relationship." ”

"Forget it, now I'm going to go to Shuixi Street, do some preparations, and spend the night here. ”

Qiu Zhe originally wanted to ask Qiu Botao to go to the police station to avoid it, there was official suppression in the yamen, and there was not only official spirit in the police station, but also masculine spirit, and the most important thing was to restrain yin and evil ghosts, but Qiu Botao was not familiar with it, so this idea could only be abandoned.

Shuixi Street is in the south of the city, adjacent to the riverside, here is the largest cultural relics and antique market in Jiangdong, the antique shops on both sides of the street, the tripod ware of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the bricks and tiles of the Qin and Han dynasties, the ceramics of the Tang and Song dynasties, the calligraphy and paintings of the Yuan and Ming dynasties, everything, although the vast majority of them are fakes, but in one hundred pieces, you can always find one or two genuine goods.

However, Qiu Zhe's goal was not these things, he went straight to a store called Gu Jianzhai and greeted the boss at the counter: "Lao Qin, are there any new goods, I am waiting to use them." ”

The boss surnamed Qin was no stranger to Qiu Zhe, and when he saw him come in, he made tea for the two of them with a smile, and then instructed the man to take out two cylinders rolled with oiled paper from inside, and when they opened them, they were all copper coins with round square holes.

Qiu Zhe took it in his hand and weighed it one by one, closed his eyes and rubbed it for a while, then opened his eyes and said, "Good things, how much does it cost?"

"If you want it, you can take 10,000 yuan. "Lao Qin's offer is not polite.

"It's a bit expensive. Qiu Zhe said in a sullen voice: "It wasn't like this before. ”

"Brother, you also said that it was before," Lao Qin said: "Now everything is rising outside, water prices, electricity prices, oil prices, rice prices, and pork are all sold for fifteen yuan a catty, even if I don't make money myself, these guys still have to eat." ”

"It's okay, it's okay," Qiu Botao hurriedly said, took out a stack of banknotes from his purse and handed it over, Lao Qin took it and gave it up with satisfaction: "Chenghui." ”

When he returned to Qiu's house from the antique shop, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and Qiu Zhe entered the study alone and told the others not to disturb. Qiu Botao was worried in his heart, but at the moment, Qiu Zhe was already his only lifeline, and no one else could count on it.

"Do you want to call Wen Liang back?" asked Mrs. Qiu cautiously.

"What are you asking him to come back for," Qiu Botao said of this son, and he was a little angry: "What else can he do but make trouble." After thinking about it, he was still soft-hearted, sighed and said, "I'll make a phone call to explain to him, so that he won't run back at night without knowing it." ”

Qiu Zhe has been staying in the study, and he didn't come out at dinner time, and the others didn't eat first, and he waited until eight o'clock hungry until after eight o'clock before he came out of the study, his face was a little tired, but his expression was relatively relaxed.

"Eat and eat. ”

A rich family is a rich family, and even when people are panicking, the food is still abundant. Qiu Zhe ate to his heart's content, and when the nanny cleaned up the table, he held the teacup and said, "You just go to sleep for a while, don't come out if you hear any movement, and everything will be fine after tonight." ”

The Qiu couple and the nanny both went back to the room, leaving Qiu Zhe and the two drinking tea in the living room. Zhang Zizi was a little bottomless in his heart, holding a teacup and looking out of the window from time to time. Qiu Zhe didn't care about him, and closed his eyes on the sofa to recuperate.

The first half of the night had been quiet, and at nearly eleven o'clock in the morning, a baby's cry came from outside, not loud, but very penetrating, and it was still clear through the walls to the ears. The cry is full of pain, despair, and resentment, and all kinds of negative emotions converge.

Zhang Zizi suddenly found himself submerged in water, surrounded by endless darkness and coldness, his eyes, nose, and mouth were full of water, and his feet seemed to be wrapped with heavy objects, and the whole person was pulled by this force and kept sinking. For a while, I was horrified, and I wanted to shout, but when I opened my mouth, cold water poured into my mouth, and I couldn't make a sound, and the feeling of suffocation surged, and my spirit seemed to be sinking, falling into the dark abyss little by little.

"Duh!" A crisp angry shout sounded in his ears, and suddenly the surrounding vision lit up, Zhang Zizai woke up from the illusion, realizing that it was a nightmare just now, and his body was already soaked with cold sweat, he subconsciously ripped open the collar and found that his chest was full of bruises, which extended to his neck, and he couldn't help but be taken aback.

Qiu Zhe stood in the center of the living room, his figure was as tall as an abyss, and his whole person's momentum continued to rise, which was completely different from the appearance of being silent on weekdays. Zhang Zizai was accustomed to such a change in him, but he hadn't seen him for a few months, Qiu Zhe's momentum was more than twice as strong as last time, and he was full of envy for a while: "Uncle Shi's Taoism is really advancing by leaps and bounds, and the true disciple is extraordinary after all." ”

The temperature in the air has dropped much compared to the daytime, and it seems to freeze for a while. The lights were originally on in the living room, but at this moment, the lights were extremely dim, like ghost fire in the surrounding gloomy environment.

Qiu Zhe held his breath, and the light in his eyes flashed, taking in the situation in the room. I saw a boy less than one meter tall, with no wisps on his body, blood flowing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, looking at him with resentful eyes, but with a look of fear.