Team Liu used all the police force he could mobilize, and before dark, according to Sang Tong's instructions, they nailed seventy-two peach trees to the two sides of the river where Li Hanchu's accident occurred, with a radius of three kilometers, and cordoned off.
"Comrade Sang, do you really not need us to stay and assist?"
"Thank you Team Liu, take your men and withdraw."
"Take care, Comrade Sang."
The rushing water of the Yelou River is deafening and deafening. Just standing on the bank and watching it makes people feel scared.
Except for Sang Tong, several people were wearing raincoats and boots, and were fully armed.
In order to stabilize the shed, several rivets with a length of more than 30 centimeters have been driven into the ground, and several sandbags have been used to reinforce it, but it still looks precarious.
There is no moon and no stars in the sky, only the decorative lamps on the river bank emit a weak light source. Looking up, countless raindrops are falling finely, forming a vast expanse.
"Woo..."
The wind blew past, and the sound of the wind was like weeping and complaining.
The shed where Mu Rong and the others were located was almost uprooted several times, but at the last moment the wind suddenly died down.
Murong glanced at Mother Li who was standing in the corner wearing a raincoat, and told her instinctively: If she hadn't been there, the shed would have been overturned long ago.
It seems that Li Hanchu has not lost his humanity, but has been dazzled by hatred and resentment.
For a person like him who died unjustly, all the kindness in his life will turn into resentment.
In the middle of the canopy, there is a magical table. The incense candle brought by Sang Tong is a high-tech product. No matter how bad the weather is, as long as there is a little oxygen to assist combustion, it will not go out.
There are two swords on the divine table, one is the five emperors copper coin sword made of copper coins and red rope.
The other is a simple and unpretentious mahogany sword.
Sang Tong chose the latter.
She holds a sword in her right hand, and a yellow talisman between the index finger and middle finger of her left hand.
With a flick of the wrist, the talisman paper burned.
With a wave of his hand, the talisman slipped from his fingers and floated in the air strangely.
"Big Dipper Qiyuan Lord, the Great Holy God of Tiangang, the Great Dharma King of Lixie, protects me innocently, illuminates the road of the three realms, and illuminates the Beiyou Palace. I obey the order of heaven and earth, and break through the Jiuyou Gate. Be as urgent as Taiyi to save the suffering Heavenly Lord's laws and decrees."
With a sound of "Boom", the talisman burst into flames that were ten feet high.
Sang Tong raised his hand to grab it, and the flame went out.
She pinched some paper ashes and squeezed them between her eyebrows and on her shoulders.
At the same time, Murong handed over his body to Sang Yu, and floated out wearing a black robe.
She glanced at Sang Tong and was stunned.
People have three yang fires, which burn on the altar and shoulders respectively. A person with strong yang fire is also called full of yang energy. Such a person will not dare to approach evil spirits, otherwise they will become evil spirits coveted object.
Yang fire, physical fitness and fortune are complementary factors, and the strength is not absolutely fixed.
Murong saw: Sang Tong was surrounded by a mass of blazing flames, the altar and shoulders were the most dazzling, with her Taoist uniform, it was like a god of fire descending to earth.
This yang fire actually made Mu Rong, who has been dealing with ghostly things all year round, couldn't help but want to distance himself from it.
Murong has never seen such a powerful Yang Huo. Ordinary people will never be able to bear such a strong Yang Qi. If they add themselves rashly, they will be burned to death!
Sang Tong stabbed the mahogany sword into the censer, raised some rice grains with a flick of his wrist.
"Disciple Sang Tong, please ask the ancestors of the past generations to bestow divine decrees, and respectfully invite Zhou Tiangangsha."
With a sound of "buzz", beams of light shot up from both sides of the Yelou River, straight into the sky.
The color of each beam of light is different, there are exactly seventy-two beams, exactly the number of peach trees buried in the ground.
Sang Tong raised the mahogany sword high above his head: "Tiangang Disha Qiankun Net, get up!"
After the words fell, the seventy-two beams of light moved in response to the sound, intersecting each other in series, forming a cage in the blink of an eye.
Mu Rong was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him, the Flower Planter Dao Zhengfa really lived up to its reputation.
However, Sang Tong's body was trembling, and large beads of sweat slid down her face, obviously it was not easy.
"Zeng Tianhan!"
"knew."
Zeng Tianhan lifted off the raincoat, revealing the strange robe underneath. His face was painted with special lines of cinnabar. He was wearing a shaman robe and a shaman crown. A sharp golden knife, and a whip pinned to his waist.
Sang Tong raised her eyebrows, she has always looked down on the so-called "shaman" culture.
But at this time, Zeng Tianhan really felt that way.
"Boom, boom, boom."
"Boom, boom, boom."
Zeng Tianhan shook the donkey-skin drum, walked with Yangko-like steps, and sang the unique tune of a shaman, calling for the breeze.
Human beings are called ghosts, and ghosts are just their collective name. In the professional field, male ghosts are called Qingfeng, and female ghosts are called smoke souls.
"Woo...", a gust of wind blew.
Murong Piao took a look in mid-air, there were more than a dozen ghosts floating outside the cage, they were blocked by the beam of light and couldn't enter, but they kept bumping into the beam of light as if possessed by a demon.
"Sang Tong!"
"It doesn't matter, the Qingfeng Jue taught by the shaman, the Qingfeng with a radius of ten miles will come and gather together. Skynet knows it well and won't hurt them."
Only then did Murong feel relieved, as long as the innocent would not be hurt.
However, Zeng Tianhan sang it three times, and the surface of the Yelou River seemed to be boiled, with water splashing non-stop, and three figures bound by the water column appeared - Ma Hongsheng's family of three!
However, Li Hanchu was the only one missing!
Zeng Tianhan's expression froze: "Toast, don't eat fine wine!"
He raised the golden knife and struck it on the drum. The sound of the drum and the heartbeat resonated wonderfully, and everyone present was shocked.
Zeng Tianhan was holding back his breath, and when he came to the Yelou River, he used his mana to save nine times. Next to him was Sang Tong, who didn't like shaman culture. How can you not call even a little breeze
After beating the drum five times in a row, the beam of light was densely surrounded by a layer of breeze, which made one's scalp numb.
Murong couldn't help wondering: Why are there so many undead in Guan'er Prefecture? Or is it that Zeng Tianhan's Qingfeng Jue is so powerful that it even attracts the ghosts who live in the yin house waiting to be reincarnated
Sang Tong's eyes showed appreciation: "It's a good one."
Three orders and five orders, the first three times of the Qingfeng Jue are three orders, and the last five times of the golden sword and drum are five orders.
If Qingfeng, who was summoned by Zeng Tianhan, did not show up after repeated orders, Zeng Tianhan would not be a vegetarian with the magic whip on his waist.
Folklore: At that time, Nuerhachi in the Qing Dynasty made a covenant with the five major families, and the five major families presented donkey-skinned King Wen with a drum and a golden knife as tokens.
Nuerhaci, please pass these two magic weapons to Shaman Zhengzong, shake the King Wen drum, and with the special libretto, you can call all the descendants of the five major families to help.
Feeling the high righteousness of the five great families, Nuerhachi gave back a magic whip to beat the king unconscious.
Back then, the Qing Dynasty was blessed with the right time, place and people, and had the dragon veins. The Taizu inherited the spirit of a king, and the things he bestowed were naturally extraordinary.
It took decades for the Flower Planter Special Events Management Bureau to find the three treasures one by one and hand them over to Zeng Tianhan.
"There was a crash."
After the fifth drumming of the golden saber was completed, a humanoid fluid appeared on the surface of the Yelou River——Li Hanchu appeared!
Holding a golden knife, Zeng Tianhan walked to the bank of the river against the pouring rain: "Bold and cool, why don't you come up to the shore quickly? If you don't listen to the tune, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Li Hanchu's eyes showed unwillingness, but his body took uncontrollable steps and landed on the shore.
"son!"
Mother Li rushed over, trying to hug her son, but she was covered in water.
Li Hanchu turned his face away, and called out in a low voice: "Mom."
The sound was extremely awkward, like a sound made underwater.
Murong dragged the soul chain to lock Li Hanchu layer by layer, and kept a distance from him: "Sister, please persuade your son, there is a bowl on the table, if he is willing to go in, someone will convert him .”
"Okay! Son..." Li's mother burst into tears. She took a few breaths, restrained her trembling, and continued: "Son, are you okay down there? Is it cold in the water? Where is your... body? Tell mom, even if mom sells iron, she will fish you up."
"Mom!!" Li Hanchu wailed loudly, his voice could be described as howling ghosts and wolves, ear-piercing and frightening, but ghosts don't have tears, but it's not difficult to hear his grievance and sadness.
"son!"
"Mom, what are you doing here? Are they threatening you? I won't let them go!"
"Han Chu, what are you talking about!? These brothers and sisters are helping you. They are all kind people. Listen to your mother and stop doing bad things. You are the one who saved people. We saved them all. Hero! Mom is heartbroken, but I don’t want to see you become like this, be obedient, go into the bowl, be obedient! Son!”
"Mom... me."
Sudden!
A deep roar came from the bottom of Yelou River, Li Hanchu shuddered, his eyes were red: "Mom, you go home!"
"Son... ah!"
A huge wave several meters high rushed out of the Yelou River and rushed towards the crowd.
The shed was uprooted, and Li's mother, who was unprepared, was blown away by the huge waves.
The divine case was overturned, and Sang Yu's body holding Mu Rong was also swept up by the huge waves, and the two crashed into a tree together.
"Murong..." Sang Yu took one last look at Mu Rong in his arms, felt a pain in the back of his head, and passed out.
The huge wave receded, and everyone except Mu Rong was injured to varying degrees. Zeng Tianhan lay on the ground holding the drum and the golden knife tightly, and Li's mother was unconscious.
Sang Tong knelt down on one knee, drenched all over, and the sun fire was much dimmed. She was holding the mahogany sword with her baby's guard in her arms.
Murong covered his head in pain, his brain was like shattered glass, all the senses and memories were those fragments.
Messy pictures flashed in front of her eyes, familiar and strange, filled her shattered mind, she couldn't bear it, and felt that her brain was about to explode at any time!
The author has something to say: [Manual Goodbye], I was concentrating on writing a novel with my earplugs on just now, my dad delivered me medicine, I didn’t hear the knock on the door, and then pushed the door open, I felt a gust of wind, turned around Seeing my dad holding a bowl and yelling, I felt that the sensor lights in our whole building were on, and then my dad was shocked, and I collapsed on the chair with sweat on my head =. =
I would like to remind you again that the formulas involved in the book should not be recited casually, Taoist ones are fine, they are authentic after all, and it is almost useless without a master to lead them in.
But if I can't help but write out the shaman's formula, I hope you don't read it.
After all, this thing is somewhat evil. There is a saying that it is easier to invite gods than to send them away. If you really attract dirty things, you will be unlucky if you cannot send them away.
Not to mention, my head is sweating.