I coughed a few times and hurried back to the car. You know this kind of place. This time she saw something wrong with me and didn't ask me to get to the bottom of it. Maybe she couldn't get anything out of me today and she became good-behaved. After getting in the car, I said we should go to the funeral parlor. She stared before she started to speak, and I put my index finger to my lips. She swallowed the question abruptly, her expression very funny.
The funeral home is in the eastern suburbs of the city. When I just left the market, I saw a shop called "Taoist Culture" on the roadside. I thought it must be owned by Mr. Yin Yang. As expected, Shen Bing was asked to drive the car outside the door. On the signboard were written a line of small characters such as fortune telling, Feng Shui, talismans, and naming. Because this kind of shop now goes to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to apply for a business license. Who dares to call it a ghost hunting shop? If you have a certain culture, then it will be fine.
When I went to the store, I mainly wanted to buy things like yellow charms, red ropes, and Bagua mirrors. My bag was at the old house last night and must have been taken into the police station along with the "corpse." I couldn't get it back now. I happened to meet When you go to this store, you have to prepare self-defense supplies. You can do the Soul Changing Technique tonight. You can't do it without someone. Besides, you also want to use the funeral parlor.
There was a sixty-year-old man who was sitting at the counter and taking a nap with his eyes closed. When he heard someone coming in, he opened the corner of his eyes and looked at me, then closed his eyes again. The items inside are quite complete, basically everything I want to buy is there. Shen Bing whispered to me that this old man is one of the eight supernatural masters regularly hired by the police station. His name is Tan Qing, and he is also very powerful.
I thought it was no wonder. Generally, gentlemen who fool people would not be able to get such complete Taoist supplies. Their purpose is only to defraud money. A few yellow talismans would be good. I woke up the old man and asked Shen Bing to stand in front and open his mouth, asking the prices of the things I selected one by one.
At first, Tan Qing was listless and casual. The price was so expensive, it was ridiculously expensive. When I mentioned that I wanted to wear soul beads, he became more energetic. His two little eyes looked up and down with twinkling eyes, and he immediately recognized Shen Bing.
"Oh, Officer Shen, why did you come to my shop?" Although he still had a big look when he spoke, he was much more polite than Yan Xiang.
I smiled and poked Shen Bing. She covered her mouth and said, "It's time to take a stroll." I almost fainted. We want so many things. Is that what we have to do
A penetrating smile appeared on the corner of Tan Qing's lips, and he stared at us and said: "This soul-piercing bead has been in our store for eighteen years and has not been sold. It is the only one. What use do you want it for?"
This old man is indeed a powerful character. He understands the function of soul-piercing beads and is a necessary item for the soul-changing technique. I covered my mouth and coughed lightly. Shen Bing hurriedly closed his mouth and said, "A friend wanted to use it and said he wanted to lose his soul." "Losing the soul" is a term in our industry, which means changing the soul.
"I'm afraid it's you two who lost their souls, right?" he said with a smile.
I can't hide it anymore, this old man has a very vicious vision, and besides, I don't think the old man has any ill intentions, so I might as well tell the truth. I stopped being secretive and simply told the truth immediately.
His face darkened and he asked me: "Young man, are you just starting out?"
I nodded. When it comes to ghost matters, I have been driving for three years. When it comes to Taoist religious matters, I am still a dazed young man.
"From what you said, you are a knowledgeable person, but do you know that losing one's soul is not only about time, but also about the environment?" Tan Qing said slowly.
I nodded and said, "I know. Within a few hours, choose a place where there is great evil, surround it with clear water, and tie the soul-piercing bead with a red rope. Each of them will bite one end of the red rope and recite the soul-changing curse."
Tan Qing looked up at the door and said, "Did you choose a funeral home?"
Nothing can be hidden from this old man's discernment. I have indeed chosen this place. The so-called place where Yin is extremely strong is a place where Yin souls thrive. There is a strict requirement for the loss of souls. If Yang Qi is strong, it will affect the soul coming out of the body. In addition to funeral parlors, this kind of place is also a crematorium. I nodded.
"That makes sense. Did you ask Master Yan Xiang to preside over the ceremony for you?" Tan Qing asked next. This old man has so many problems, even more troublesome than Shen Bing. Why don't I just buy you a soul-piercing bead? It's like a trial.
I thought to myself that the Ling family was setting up a mourning hall in the funeral parlor, and they might have invited Yan Xiang to perform rituals. The old man thought that I asked him to help me with the removal of my soul. I shook my head and said, "No, I think I can handle this myself."
Tan Qing suddenly slammed the table and said angrily: "Nonsense, I know you want to do it by yourself. This kind of thing must be presided over by an expert with profound knowledge. Otherwise, at the moment of soul piercing, your soul is outside, who will help you revive your soul?" ? "This old man has a bad temper.
When I heard this, I suddenly broke into a cold sweat. He was right. I really ignored this!