No one taught me these rituals, I learned them all by myself from that ancient Taoist book. However, some magic can't be performed on yourself, just like a doctor, no matter how skilled he is, can he perform surgery on himself? If it weren't for the old man's enlightenment, I would have always thought I could do it myself.
Fortunately, I met Tan Qing today, otherwise I would have to go back to the management office at midnight tonight. I bowed my head to Tan Qing with sweat dripping down my face, thanking him, and simply asked him to help us preside over the ritual.
He did not refuse and said, "For Officer Shen's sake, I will pay for the things and the ritual will be free." After that, he stared at the things I wanted to use, raised his head and asked with a squinting look, "You want so many things, it seems that you are not only using them to lose souls, but also to set up a 'rebound bureau', right?"
The term "rebound" is also a term used in our industry. What does it mean? When someone else sets up a magic circle to drive away ghosts, and someone else helps the ghosts break the circle, it is called a "rebound".
Everything in the world is mutually reinforcing and restraining, even Taoist instruments are not immune. For example, the yellow talisman and the nectar bowl collide. There is no need to explain the yellow talisman. The nectar bowl is used to hold the dharma water in the Taoist temple. The dharma water is called nectar. The paper talisman is most afraid of water. Water is yin and the talisman is fire. The two must not be contaminated by each other.
So when the things I use are put together, anyone with a discerning eye can see that I am planning a counter-attack.
I gave Tan Qing a thumbs up and smiled, "Old man, you have a good eye. I can't tell you what this backlash bureau is going to do for now, but I will never help ghosts do evil. Am I doing good?"
"You are immoral. What have you done to go against your conscience?" What we just said were all professional terms, and Shen Bing didn't understand. But she understood the last sentence, which said that I was immoral.
I touched my nose and said with a wry smile: "You will find out tonight."
Tan Qing said he knew the person in charge of the crematorium and that he could do this kind of ritual in the morgue. Usually, who would dare to go to that place in the middle of the night? It was much quieter than the funeral home. The crematorium was just behind the funeral home, and the two were in the same unit. We agreed to meet at the crematorium at 11 o'clock in the evening, and then I went out with a lot of things I bought.
These things have been paid for, and some of them need to be done before midnight, so they must be taken away. Besides, people’s hearts are hidden, and who knows whether Tan Qing is willing to come in the middle of the night, so, I took the Soul-piercing Bead with me.
As soon as I went out, I ran into a car parked outside the door, and Le Wei got out of it. When I saw him, I couldn't help but get angry and wanted to pull out the green steel sword I just bought and stab him to death. The green steel sword and the peach wood sword are both called magic swords, but the two things collide. The green steel sword belongs to gold, and the peach wood sword belongs to wood. Gold and wood are mutually exclusive, so the two things must not be used together. I bought this thing specifically.
Le Wei saw me and Shen Bing, and ran over to me, grabbing me and walking away. I knew he was grabbing Shen Bing. If he knew I was a fake, wouldn't he have kicked me? Shen Bing followed me in a hurry, and I waved my hand at her, indicating what this kid wanted to say to me.
He pulled me far away, and when he looked back and saw that "I" hadn't followed him, he stopped and said with a bitter face: "I have been possessed by evil spirits these past two days. The day before yesterday I drank so much that I was hospitalized for an IV drip. Yesterday I was possessed by a ghost again, and I kicked out the soul-reviving lantern without knowing what was going on. I swear to God, it was definitely not intentional."
I looked up at him. Since I couldn't say anything, I just stared at him with a stern look, meaning, keep making it up!