Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

The fat tube takes one step beforehand.

When the master and apprentice arrived at Zhang's Mansion, the door of Zhang's house opened. When they saw the two figures, a group of people rushed out and welcomed the master and apprentice into the mansion respectfully.

Looking at the posture, this family is afraid that the ghost will be badly harmed.

Into the lobby.

The old Dao looked at the people in the hall. Although most of the people in this group looked haggard, there was no sign of the evil epidemic between the halls.

He looked at Li Changan, and Li Changan also shook his head. He didn't see any ghosts in his eyes.

It was clearly stated on the list that it was the Patriarch of the Zhang family who suffered the ghost.

So Li Changan asked directly: "I don't know where Zhang is outside?"

So the group swarmed them and led them to a wing.

There are a few grandmaster chairs in the wing room, and the main seat is sick and leaning against a luxuriously dressed man. This man has a blue complexion and sunken eye sockets. No one can see that his life will be soon. No wonder he didn’t go out to meet him. This should be It's the member Zhang who has been entangled by ghosts.

The old Tao is about to come forward to see him.

Li Changan grabbed him and pointed at Zhang Yuan's shoulders. There was a baby-like little ghost with black skin and swelling all over. It stepped on Zhang Yuan's shoulders and played on its own. Outside the member's ears, the deflated cheeks drummed, and Zhang member outside shivered.

Lao Dao took out a talisman from his sleeve, but this time it was a "spiritual rune", used to arouse his eyes. He shook the talisman paper in front of him, looked at Zhang Yuan's shoulder, his face suddenly became serious.

This member still has some strength to open his mouth. He was frightened by the ghost. Seeing that the old Dao's face was heavy, he couldn't help but ask: "Mysterious Dao Master, this ghost is not... difficult to deal with?"

The veteran answered the question, and said: "Very fierce."

Hearing this, Zhang member's disappointment was beyond words, and he sighed faintly: "For no reason, what kind of ghost is going to kill my Zhang?"

"What kind of ghost?" The old way laughed, "Of course it is Ling Qianjin."

Member Zhang looks unswervingly outside: "Don't be joking, Chief Daoist."

"Are you kidding?" Old Tao asked rhetorically, "Didn't the staff drown babies in the past few years?"

Hearing what the old way said, Member Zhang was stunned for a while before returning to his senses, with a trace of relief in his eyes.

In the age of ignorance when productivity was underdeveloped, most areas had the bad habit of drowning girls, and even many large families were unavoidable. It seems that the Zhang family is the same.

With the last trace of luck, Member Zhang asked, "There is no other way? I beg Dao Master to save my life."

Unexpectedly, the old way gave a completely different answer.

"Who said there is no way? I want to play the old way!"

In this world, Taoist priests and monks have always been the main force in driving away evil spirits and demons, but in terms of competitiveness, monks have always been unable to win against Taoists. Why? It's not because the Taoist priests can open the altar when they can't figure it out, and invite all the patriarchs and gods to help themselves.

There is a saying in the industry-there is no problem that can't be solved by opening the altar once. If there is, then set the altar higher. In addition, this sentence was said by Li Xuanxiao.

Order the people in the next Zhang Mansion to prepare the objects for the altar.

Li Changan approached the old road and asked:

"This kid is really so powerful, it needs to be solved by opening the altar?"

On the way, the opening of the altar has only appeared on the mouth of the old Daoist, and has never been put into action, of course, the main reason is counseling.

"Opening the altar may not be able to deal with it." Unexpectedly, the old way was contrary to the aggressiveness of the talent. He sighed and pointed to the ghost infant and said, "You are evil, the little baby doesn't know how many births he has cast into this house. I have been drowned every time, and I don’t know how many times I have died to have such a grievance!"

After listening to Li Changan's mouth shut, he continued to ask for a while, "What kind of altar?"

The altar is not open randomly. Each kind of altar has its own special talisman, magical instruments, steps, and scriptures. All kinds of ingenuity are secrets of each school. The Shangjing School is only a small Taoist school, and there are only two or three kinds of altar ceremonies handed down.

The old way has also been roughly explained to Li Changan.

"Do you use Zhuzhen Town Magic Altar Ceremony?"

Lao Dao turned his head and looked at the ghost infant for a long time, his expression wandering, and finally he sighed and said, "Use forgiveness to transcend the altar."

………………

Zhang Family Courtyard.

The courtyard door was closed tightly.

In the east corner of the courtyard, an altar was set up with order flags, position plates, talisman slips, chapter tables...all available, and the master and apprentice stood by the side of the altar.

On the other side of the yard, Member Zhang was lying on a chair outside, with a lack of energy, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Master?" Li Changan pointed out.

"It's okay." The old way waved his hand. "It's better to fall asleep than to be awake."

After that, he signaled his apprentice to get ready, stepped on the seven-star step, and read the scriptures: "Yuanshi God, true talisman. Yuanshi is too true, and the five spirits are noble. Too small and bright, so bright. The five elders are dead, and you don’t hear anything..."

After going through a period of ceremonies, the old way winked.

Li Changan, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly moved out a small wooden basin and placed it in the middle of the yard. The basin was filled with fresh human milk and frosting sugar. These two things are the most attractive to children. Ying leads away from Zhang member, in order to be old-fashioned.

The old way squeezed a trick.

The ghost infant seemed to smell something, and crawled down from Zhang member with his hands and feet, babbling to the side of the small basin.

Under the nervous gaze of Li Chang'an and Liu Laodao, Gui Ying sniffed with his nose first, and then turned around the basin for a few times. Finally, he couldn't bear his nature and plunged into the basin.

There was a special talisman in this milk, and the ghost infant felt a little dizzy when it touched it.

The plan was completed in a big step, and Li Changan was about to spit out the stuffy breath in his chest, and the old and hurried shouts sounded in his ears.

"quick!"

The old Dao has already thrown a token, dancing with his hands, and anxiously reading the scripture: "Suzaku mausoleum is light, the gods are inside. The four towns of Shanyuan, the ghost soldiers fled..."

Li Changan was agitated, stepped to the side of the ghost infant and took a red thread to the ghost infant. Because he was afraid of awakening the ghost infant, he did not dare to tie it too tightly. After the thick and thick bundle, he nailed it to the ground with wooden nails. .

It was close, and Li Changan discovered that the ghost infant’s dark skin had faint white markings. The swelling of the body made it more than a circle, but the eyes, ears, nose and mouth were not covered by swelling, but there was no swelling in the eye sockets. Eyeballs, no tongue in his mouth, and dark holes in his facial features, looks even more terrifying.

When Li Changan retired, he only felt a chill on his forehead, a touch of his hand, all in cold sweat.

Everything that can be done has been done, and only the last superpower is left.

The smoothness of the previous steps made both the master and apprentice faintly relieved, and the progress in the back was also very smooth.

With the help of the old Taoist gods, the evil spirit of the ghost infant gradually disappeared, and his body gradually changed from a swollen death to the appearance of a normal baby.

After a stick of incense time passed, only half of the ghost infant was left with some swelling.

But suddenly.

"Ghost!"

An untimely scream.

It was Zhang Yuanyou who woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a baby whose lower body was full of blue and purple swelling, and he subconsciously screamed.

He realized that he was wrong with a mouth, and suddenly covered his mouth.

But.

The ghost infant has been awakened!