Don't smear the blood everywhere, and don't recite these useless formulas, bow, thank you.
Mu Rong and Hao Jiefang came to 403, and Su Sifang, who was meditating on the floor under the living room window, opened his eyes: "Amitabha."
"Why did another monk come to your house?"
"Sang Tong's friend."
"Hey~ why is it a woman, a nun?"
Murong glanced at Hao Jiefang: "They can see us."
The atmosphere was instantly awkward.
Hao Jiefang laughed, and took the initiative to greet Su Sifang.
The latter clasped his hands together, bowed his head in return, and shouted, "Senior Sister Tong, someone is looking for you."
Hao Jiefang leaned into Murong's ear and whispered, "This nun is not simple~"
Murong corrected: "She is a closed disciple of the Dazong of Tantric Buddhism in Tibet. The word nun is inappropriate."
"Lord Murong~"
Ah Miao ran over against Mu Rong's body, learned the lesson from the last flight, and stopped in front of Mu Rong.
Hao Jiefang laughed and said, "I think it's quite appropriate for A Miao to hold your body."
"Thank you Brother Hao~"
The two sisters of the Sang family came to the living room. Sang Tong took out Niu Tear and dripped two drops. When he saw Hao Jiefang sitting opposite him, he turned cold and said, "Yuma, go buy some ingredients and eat hot pot tonight."
"okay… "
Sang Yu was a little disappointed: Are you going to send her away again
Mu Rong watched Sang Yu return to the room, changed his coat and came out, and suddenly said, "Ah, go buy it."
"Okay, Lord Murong."
Sang Tong frowned: "Yu Wa'er will go together."
But Mu Rong replied coldly: "Ah Miao can just go by herself."
The atmosphere became colder again, Sang Tong and Murong looked at each other silently, neither of them would give in.
Sang Yu's heart skipped a beat: Does Murong want her to stay and listen to their conversation
She clutched the hem of her skirt, feeling a little joyful: did her words make a difference? Has Mu Rong allowed herself to understand her world
"What do you mean?"
"Sister Tongtong~"
Sang Tong glared at Sang Yu, turned his head and continued to confront Murong, without any intention of giving in.
Hao Jiefang said, "We need Sang Yu's eyes."
Sang Tong sneered: "Idiots are talking about dreams."
Mu Rong raised his hand and held Hao Jiefang down: "Have you heard of Hanba?"
Seeing that Sang Tong's attitude turned serious, Murong continued: "This matter is very difficult. We need your and Sang Yu's help. Even if you don't want Sang Yu to intervene, it won't hurt to let her know in advance."
Sang Tong thought for a moment, then beckoned, let Sang Yu sit next to her, and Su Sifang sat on the other side of Sang Tong.
Afterwards, Murong briefly sorted out what happened to the three of them, and Hao Jiefang took up the conversation in a timely manner: "I also accidentally found this female ghost substitute in the obstetrics and gynecology department of the hospital. She was dressed in red and had a big belly. , She got into the belly of a pregnant woman while I was in a daze, I couldn't use the soul lock chain, and lost her trace, I would like to ask you to help find her."
Sang Tong stood up and said, "Yuwa, bring the sixth lockbox in the corner."
"Um."
Sang Yu quickly fetched the lockbox, while Sang Tong walked into the bathroom, carefully cleansed his face, rinsed his mouth, and washed his hands.
Back on the seat, Sang Tong took out a tortoise shell from the password box, held it reverently on his chest, closed his eyes, recited a set of formulas in a low voice, and then shook the tortoise shell, followed by a crisp sound of "cracking".
From the mouth of the tortoise shell, five copper coins fell out.
The eyes of several other people were all focused on the copper coins, but they couldn't see why.
Sang Tong's expression was a bit ugly, while Su Sifang clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.
Sang Tong took out a compass from the password box again: "The name of the female ghost, eight characters."
"Wu Jiali, female, twenty-three years old, with an unlucky horoscope."
"When I died."
Mu Rong accurately reported the year of the woman's death. Sang Tong held the compass in his left hand, pinched a formula and pressed it in the center of the compass with his right hand, and stepped out a set of steps: "Disciple Sang Tong, respectfully ask the patriarch to point out the date of death." road."
After the words fell, the stationary pointer turned crazily, as if it had entered some kind of disturbing magnetic field.
Sang Tong turned pale, and repeated the steps just now, but the result was exactly the same.
A flash of anger flashed in her heart, she put down the compass, kicked Su Sifang's calf, and swallowed the words as they came to her lips.
No matter which school of Buddhism or Taoism, they all emphasize a state of mind.
Since the arrival of Dasu Sifang, she has been on the verge of breaking her powers every day. Her heart, which should be as calm as still water, has abruptly turned into an active volcano, and her mana has also been greatly reduced.
I don't know if it's the female ghost possessed in the body of a living person, or the drought in her belly turned into a climate, and she escaped Sang Tong's search.
The more this happened, the more Sang Tong refused to admit defeat. Besides, the underworld messenger was watching, so she must not let the other party realize that something was wrong with her.
Sang Tong came to the wall and pulled out the password box at the bottom: "Let's go."
"where to?"
"Go to your paper making shop, where the female ghost was stored."
…
The paper-making shop has gone through the baptism of fire and severe winter, and the plaque of "paper-making shop" at the door is scorched black, which looks a bit gloomy.
Since Mu Rong had no time to repair the fire escape, even though the fine was paid, the fire brigade's seal was still stuck on the door.
Everyone stepped on the thick snow in the yard, making a "creaking" sound.
Sang Tong walked in the front and tore off the seal on the door: "Open the door."
Sang Yu took out Murong's spare key and opened the door of the paper-making shop. A damp and burning smell rushed over.
Mu Rong pointed to the corner of the shop: "The female ghost stopped here before."
Sang Tong nodded, and opened the password box. Inside was a piece of red cloth covered with some kind of hard object.
Seeing Su Sifang, he stepped up to Sang Tong and grabbed her wrist: "Senior sister, no!"
"Let go!"
"Senior Sister, let me find it."
Sang Tong knocked off Su Sifang's hand: "I don't need you!"
Then, he decisively lifted the red cloth in the password box.
"Woo..."
A gust of westerly wind blew, rolled up the snow in the yard, rushed into the paper-making shop through the half-open door, hit several people, and blew up the scattered yellow paper on the ground.
Sang Yu shivered, rubbed his arms together, and moved towards Murong.
Su Sifang sighed heavily: "Amitabha."
Under the red cloth is a half-arm-high wooden sculpture of a chubby doll.
Hao Jiefang saw the wood carving and looked at Sang Tong in astonishment, a little in disbelief.
Sang Tong handed the password box to Sang Yu, took out the wood carving, pricked his middle finger with a brooch, and smeared the blood on the wood carving doll's lips. A thin layer of blood was instantly absorbed by the wood.
With a sound of "shua", a six or seven-year-old girl doll floated out of the wood carving, with a green jacket and red trousers, a double bun, a red face, and a pair of big watery eyes, showing a look of joy.
The girl's lips were as if she had put on lipstick, the red was alluring and glaring.
She bounced around Sang Tong, shouting in her mouth: "Mom, mom~!"
Sang Tong smiled and patted the wood carving's head: "Good boy~"
The female doll enjoyed Sang Tong's touch very much, squinted her eyes and raised her head.
Before Mu Rong and Sang Yu could understand the situation before them, Hao Jiefang's voice sounded abruptly: "A dignified cultivator actually refines and raises little ghosts!"
Sang Tong's gaze froze, and he stared at Hao Jiefang: "Her name is Dandan."
"A little ghost is a little ghost. Seeing that she is six or seven years old, you really have the heart to refine such a big child. Aren't you afraid of being punished by God? Can you sleep in the middle of the night?"
A trace of pain flashed in Sang Tong's eyes. He hugged the wood carving and patted Dandan's head again without explaining.
It was Dandan who stood in front of Sang Tong, with his arms open: "Bad guy! Don't bully mom, or I will eat you!"
Hao Jiefang's wrist flicked, and he held the soul-beating stick in his hand and weighed it: "Oh? You try it?"
"Dandan, come here."
"Mother!"
"Be obedient, come here."
Dandan jumped up behind Sang Tong, showing half of his head, and bared his teeth at Hao Jiefang. How could that ferocious expression look like a six or seven-year-old child
Mu Rong stood aside with his arms folded, watching coldly.
She didn't stop Hao Jiefang. She had heard a little about refining little ghosts, and the process was extremely cruel.
Seeing is believing, this time she is on Hao Jiefang's side.
"Amitabha, this errant, can you listen to the words of the four directions?"
"Su Sifang, shut up!"
"Senior Sister Tong!"
"Don't blame me for falling out with you! The enemy wants me to defeat you, right?"
Su Sifang remained silent and closed his eyes.
Sang Tong put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand upright in front of his chest.
On the middle finger, there was still a drop of half-dried blood.
There was an enchanting smile on her lips: "You dare to touch Dandan's hair, today I will let you taste the taste of Nine Heavens Profound Thunder, try?"
Hao Jiefang snorted coldly, and with a "clang", there was an extra shield on his forearm, half black and half white, and it was hard to tell what material it was made of. There were eight big characters in seal script on the shield, four on the left and four on the left and right, respectively: " Make money at first sight", "the world is peaceful".
Seeing the shield, Sang Tong's face froze, but she controlled it well and didn't show any clues.
"Heh, I said why did my waist suddenly harden. It turns out that the master rewarded the magic weapon, the Impermanence Shield? I want to see if I can stop the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder."
After finishing speaking, he raised his finger above his head and chanted loudly: "The sun rises in the east, the universe is united, return to the Lingtian, and the demons rest on their own..."
Listening to the formula, Mu Rong's mind suddenly went blank.
As if something exploded from inside, the stinging pain was unbearable, followed by a blur in front of my eyes, I felt that I had traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, and everything around me disappeared.
She saw the surging wind and heard the rumbling thunder.
The scene was fleeting, Murong shook his head, took a step, and blocked Hao Jiefang.