June 4th, Friday, 7:30 pm.
Beiquan, Wei Fuyuan, and Tian returned to the house where the missing people lived with a salary increase.
There is no water or electricity in the abandoned village, and everyone can only eat the dry food and water they brought for dinner.
Because Beiquan said that fires are not allowed in barren villages, Wei Fuyuan couldn't even boil some boiled water or heat up canned food, so he could only dry sliced bread and compressed biscuits with mineral water.
Beiquan didn't eat a single bite of this humble dinner.
At first, Young Master Wei thought that Beiquan disliked the food, but when he asked whether to prepare some other food for Beiquan, he was decisively rejected by the other party.
Beiquan waved his hand and replied, "I don't want to eat it."
"You don't have to worry about him."
Tian Raisen spoke next to him:
"He's going to use Soul Removal tonight, it's normal not to eat."
As a Tian Qi doll, Tian Jiaxing only needs food and drink, sun and moon essence to live well, and naturally he does not need to eat at night.
But now he can't boil water, and the child can't soak in his beloved Dahongpao. The whole person looks sluggish and listless.
Wei Fuyuan naturally didn't know what the spirit removal technique was, but Beiquan had said that this technique would have to wait until midnight, the time of day when the yin was at its heaviest.
Since he can't be in a hurry now, he simply stopped asking, and just waited for the time to come.
The night in the deserted village was surprisingly quiet.
All sounds were silent, not even the chirping of insects and birds, only the rustling of the south wind blowing through the treetops could prove the passage of time.
The closer it got to midnight, the more anxious Wei Fuyuan became.
He finally couldn't bear it anymore, and began to constantly ask Beiquan what he was planning to do, and what was the so-called "spirit removal".
On the contrary, Beiquan looked very calm.
All night, he reclined in a slightly lame old-fashioned armchair, flipping through the book by the oil lamp, while responding to Wei Fuyuan's ramble, sentence by sentence.
About twenty minutes before eleven o'clock in the evening, it started to rain.
The house has been abandoned for many years, and the unrepaired roof tiles have long been missing a piece in the east and a corner in the west.
The chair Beiquan sat on all night just happened to be in the corner of the leak, and he had to get up.
"It's almost time."
Beiquan looked down at his watch and waved at Wei Fuyuan and Tian for a salary increase, "Let's get started."
The three moved from the west wing to the main hall of the house.
The main hall has been cleaned by them in advance, and all the debris that can be moved have been moved to the corner of the yard by them. Now there are almost only four broken walls and one broken door in the entire space.
Beiquan opened the door of the main hall.
The night wind poured into the house, and the cool rain came in with the unique smell of the trees in the forest, and wet the threshold and the entrance.
"almost."
Beiquan probed and glanced out.
Tonight is the twenty-fourth of the lunar calendar.
The dark clouds in the sky covered the stars and the moon, and there was no light source in the mountains and forests.
"Let's get started."
He turned back to the two of them.
"Beiquan, wait a minute."
Tian Raise obviously did not agree with Beiquan taking this risk.
"Originally, the feng shui of this village was not quite right, and it just happened to be a rainy day, and the yin was too heavy..."
He raised his eyelids and looked at Beiquan with a pair of big eyes full of worry:
"I'm worried you won't be able to come back once you've gone out."
Without saying a word, Beiquan picked up the five-headed Tian Qi doll, wrapped it in his arms and rubbed it in his arms, until he rubbed Tian Jiaxing so loudly that he said with a smile:
"Don't worry, you still can't believe my ability?"
He blinked:
"It's just a spirit removal technique, it's just a trifle to me."
Tian Raisen stopped talking, pursed his mouth, and still looked resentful.
Although Wei Fuyuan didn't know what Beiquan was thinking about, he could guess just by looking at Tian's reaction to raising his salary, it must be quite dangerous.
"North Spring."
He reached out and grabbed Beiquan's arm, his tone raised an octave unconsciously, and his tone was very stern: "What the hell are you doing?"
Beiquan held Tian Raising with one hand, and Wei Fuyuan firmly clamped the other arm. He no longer had any extra hands to appease his hair-frying assistant.
"Hey, don't worry."
Beiquan tried to make a little effort, but he didn't. He simply let Wei Fuyuan hold him, "What I'm going to do later is actually no different from what you've done before."
He explained with a smile.
Wei Fuyuan was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood what Beiquan meant:
"You mean... those people I've seen... uh, have the same memories of ghosts?"
"clever."
Beiquan nodded in appreciation:
"It's very difficult for us to find the entrance to the debris space now, and we can't even be sure if there is such a place."
He turned his head sideways and smiled, "So, I want to find evidence of the existence of this fragmented space."
According to Beiquan's explanation, the "spirit removal technique" he is about to use is barely an advanced version that he used to Wei Fuyuan.
It's just that this time Beiquan is not going to the underworld in the general sense, but to follow the traces left by a missing person in the form of an out-of-body soul to see what happened to him.
Most of the folks who are good at escaping the yin have peculiar characters, or they have had the experience of being born and separated from the body by coincidence.
Originally based on Beiquan's cultivation, it was only to perform a soul removal technique, and Tian should not be so worried about salary increase.
But Tian Jiaxing has been with Beiquan for more than half a year, and he has guessed some clues.
He watched Beiquan's partner come and go with his own eyes, and walked three times back and forth, but no one was available, so he picked up a working student who didn't understand anything and became an assistant like a joke.
Beiquan itself is a very special existence.
He was so special that he couldn't even simply use the severity of the eight characters and the yin and yang numerology to judge his abnormality.
So Tian Jiaxian was worried that with Beiquan's physique, once the soul left the body, a person who could not follow the missing person and slipped into a space gap would probably never come back.
-Especially, at such an important juncture, Beiquan also chose Wei Fuyuan as his "guide".
Just when Tian Raisean was worried, Beiquan had already started to prepare for his spellcasting.
He set up a small offering table in the empty main hall, placed an incense burner on the table, and lit a white candle on each side. Then he placed a small white porcelain plate in front of the incense burner, and placed it upright. A blank yellow sign.
Then he took out the mineral water bottle he had picked up and poured some of the water in it onto the plate.
Wei Fuyuan leaned over:
"What are you doing?"
"This water was drunk by one of the missing teachers and students."
Beiquan replied with a smile:
"I'm going to use it as a reference."
Then he put the ring finger of his left hand to his lips and bit a hole.
The blood dripped into the small white porcelain dish and spread out in circles, dyeing the transparent and colorless mineral water a light pink.
"Okay, I'm going to start."
Beiquan said.
Hearing this, Wei Fuyuan clenched his fists unconsciously, pinching his fingernails into his palms, so nervous that he didn't even dare to take a breath.
He saw Beiquan flipped his wrist, and there was an extra purple-gold wolf pen in his hand, which was his birthing instrument, the Qingguang Vientiane Pen.
Then Beiquan dipped the nib of the pen in the porcelain plate mixed with his blood droplets, concentrated and lifted his breath, walked the dragon and snake with the pen, and quickly drew a talisman on the blank talisman paper.
Beiquan waited quietly for a while.
Water marks dry out quickly. The blood volume is very small, the light from the oil lamps around is very dim, and there is almost no trace of writing on the yellow talisman.
"Take this."
Beiquan handed the "written" talisman to Wei Fuyuan.
Then he lit three slender incense sticks, inserted them into the incense burner, then lay down on the spot and slept on the concrete floor in front of the incense table.
"Wait a while and stick the talisman on my chest."
Beiquan patted his chest, about the location of his heart.
"Also, remember one thing."
His chestnut pupils stared at Wei Fuyuan for a moment, and explained word by word:
"Before the three incense sticks are burnt, no matter what, be sure to wake me up."
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According to Beiquan's instructions, Wei Fuyuan stuck the talisman on his boss's chest.
What surprised him was that after the water stains were completely dry, a layer of golden-red light instantly appeared on the rune paper, which had obviously been unable to read the writing, and faintly formed criss-cross patterns of runes.
The rune with the red and golden runes climbing and growing like vines, quickly "climbed" out of the rune paper, and "drilled" into Beiquan's chest.
Wei Fuyuan had an unfamiliar but strong sense of unease in his heart for no reason.
He hurriedly looked at Beiquan's face.
Under the dim light of oil lamps and candles, he saw that Beiquan just closed his eyes, breathed steadily, and his expression was calm, as if he had fallen into a sleepless sleep.
In fact, Beiquan's three souls and seven souls had already left the body under the guidance of the spell, and fluttered away following the remaining breath of "someone" who had drank water.
Beiquan has not experienced the dual experience of being out of the body and empathizing with another person for a long time.
Honestly, it doesn't feel good.
Because at this time, Beiquan felt like a puppet whose advance and retreat were completely uncontrolled. He was clearly in it, but he could only be a powerless bystander.
The one who once drank that bottle of mineral water was a girl.
Beiquan didn't know which of the three missing female students she was, only that the girl must be very panicked and scared now.
The girl was in the middle of a crowd, with a fast-flowing river in front of her and excited crowds around her.
The girl looked around in panic, as if she wanted to find a teacher and classmate who came with her.
But the villagers who were crowded beside her were all villagers dressed in the costumes of the Republic of China, shouting in a dialect she couldn't understand at all. No matter how much the poor girl shouted, her voice would be instantly engulfed by the rolling river and the roar of people.
Beiquan's vision blurred, and at the same time he felt warm water droplets wet his cheeks.
He knew it was because he was empathizing with the girl, and the one crying was the girl who was terrified by what was in front of him.