Super Wizard

"Mr. Fang, the case is over. Wu Wenqian and Li Zhenquan have already accepted the facts of the crime. In addition, the black dog passed the investigation of Zhang Hai’s neighborhood neighbors. He also learned that the black dog was the wanderer Zhang Hai picked up seven years ago. Puppy, before Wu Wenqian married Zhang Hai, Zhang Hai and the black dog lived together one by one..."

On the phone, Ouyang Xueqing said the case was going through, but Fang Ming didn't listen too much. Until Ouyang Xueqing said almost, he said: "If possible, bury this black dog with Zhang Hai. "

Hanging up the phone, Fang Ming looked at Lao Huang, who was lying on the side. "Why, have you seen your listlessness lately, is it also affected by the black dog?"

It has been two days since the trip to the orphanage that day. Fang Ming clearly felt that Lao Huang's mood was not very high in these two days. The most provable thing is that Lao Huang no longer slips out to hook up with other bitches. Two days They all dozed off in the shop.

"Everyone has everyone's destiny, and your dog world is the same. Every dog ​​has its own destiny. Maybe, that's the fate of that black dog, bury it with Zhang Hai together, maybe The next two will be company."

Fang Ming comforted Lao Huang, and then looked at the carved objects on the table. Within a few days, these objects had been fixed by him.

"Okay, you are here to stay, and then go home with Dazhu, I'm going to buy some herbs."

Hearing the medicinal herbs, Lao Huang's eyes finally had a light, and then a pair of front paws patted the ground, meaning that you can go, don't disturb me to sleep.

"You guys!"

With a smile, Fang Ming didn't care about Lao Huang anymore. He went downstairs and Dazhu greeted him about to leave, but at this time his cell phone rang.

"Hello, is it boss Fang?"

Hearing the voice on the phone, Fang Ming froze for a moment, and then a meaningful smile appeared on his face. "It's Mr. Zhang. Why, Mr. Zhang got the ancient corpse?"

"Well, the body has been taken out by me, what should I do now?"

"Bring the body to my side and prepare another 300,000 transfers."

There was silence on the phone, and after a while I heard Zhang Qi's answer: "I, I will come here in an hour."

After hanging up Zhang Qi's phone, Fang Ming said towards Dazhu: "Dazhu, I will give you a note and you can buy it according to the above. A business will come to you in a while, and I need to prepare it."

"Row."

Dazhu waited until Fang Ming had written what he wanted to buy on the paper and walked out of the store with the paper. Fang Ming was not idle. He had to make preparations.

An hour later, Zhang Qi arrived and walked into the store with his suitcase in his hand. When he saw Fang Ming, he embarrassedly said, "Boss Fang."

"Come upstairs with me."

Fang Ming didn't say much, he had long guessed that Zhang Qi was the only one coming this time. No matter how the body was obtained by Zhang Qi, the old Liu had no help, but the people came It's Zhang Qi alone.

Unspoken, Fang Ming didn't ask Zhang Qi how he got the body. When he arrived on the second floor, he instructed Zhang Qi to open the suitcase.

The suitcase opened and there was a piece of cotton cloth inside. When the cotton cloth was opened, a corpse was exposed. Of course, the corpse was incomplete and it was already scattered.

"How have you been sleeping these days?"

"Thank you Boss Fang, I have been sleeping much better these days, and I haven't met the female ghost again."

Zhang Qi nodded and smiled with gratitude on his face. In fact, this is also the reason why he will finally be determined to get the body. Fang Ming's method worked.

Because of its effectiveness, Zhang Qi didn't have any doubts about Fang Ming's words. If he couldn't get the corpse, he would really die, so he finally got the corpse after pleading with his teacher.

Of course, Zhang Qi knows his teacher very well. In order to let his teacher agree, he has applied to the above to be transferred to the worst environment in the Sahara Desert in the next ten years to participate in the research and excavation of ancient culture in the desert.

This means that he will be accompanied by the desert in the next ten years, facing the wind and sand every day, and also the cultural excavation in the center of the desert, with only ten days of vacation a year.

Zhang Qi is very clear that only his own teacher will help him, which is tantamount to exchange his body for ten years.

After a while, Dazhu came back, carrying several bags in his hand.

"Give me the tarpaulin first."

Dazhu took a roll of tarpaulin paper from one of the bags and handed it to Fang Ming. Fang Ming laid it flat on the ground, and then put his hands in the basin to wash and dry it, directly in the suitcase The bones were picked out bit by bit.

Fang Ming's movements are very slow, because this body has been for many years, although the people of the archaeological team took it back with medicinal liquid for anti-weathering treatment, but the bones are already crunchy, and it is easy to crush if accidentally .

Fang Ming's movements were very subtle, which made Zhang Qi who was watching him a little surprised, because he found that Fang Ming's methods of handling corpses were even more delicate than him, and his movements were more professional than him. Know that he deals with corpses. For many years.

"Is this boss Fang doing archaeology before?"

Zhang Qi whispered in his heart, and Fang Ming now has no time to care about Zhang Qi's thoughts, corpses. To be honest, he saw many times more than Zhang Qi. At first, he followed the master to go south and north, that is, he had just seen the dead body. There are hundreds of them, and there are many corpses that have been seen for thousands of years.

Half an hour later, a complete corpse was placed on a tarpaulin.

"Fortunately, there are few objects."

Fang Ming also breathed a sigh of relief. This kind of work requires carefulness and tactics. Even if he did it many times, he still felt a sense of collapse every time.

However, this is only the first step.

"Apologize to the dead first."

Fang Ming took out the incense burner from the side and placed it in front of the corpse, then gestured to Zhang Qi to thank him.

"okay."

Zhang Qi is now Fang Ming letting him do whatever he says, taking the Zen incense and lighting up while offering an apology.

"Dazhu, did I get the streamer I wanted?"

"Where, in that black bag."

I took a piece of cloth from another black bag. The so-called cloth is actually a bit like a shirt, the sleeve fabric used for ancient embroidery.

Writing brush, vermilion, ink...

After all the prepared tools were laid on the table, Fang Ming drew the rune on the cloth, and said in his mouth: "The pen asks the ghosts and spirits, the earth spirits in the pen, there are love women in the past, the soul comes today ."

Fang Ming's speed is very fast when he walks in a pen.

After the streamers were made, Fang Ming went to the window on the second floor, where there was a bamboo with bamboo leaves. This is a bamboo that is more than two meters high. The big pillar was just cut down in a certain community. .

Hanging the streamer cloth on the bamboo leaves to sway in the wind outside the window, after confirming that the streamer cloth will not fall, Fang Ming returned to the desk, and then took out the piece of jade Ruyi.

Yu Ruyi was at hand. After looking around for a while, Fang Ming took out the red string from the bag again, and then quickly tied a knot on Yu Ruyi. The movement was very fast, and the big column on the side didn't see Fang Ming's movement clearly. , Only to finally see this red rope around Yu Ruyi three circles.

One end of the red rope was wrapped around Yu Ruyi. After placing Yu Ruyi on the back, Ming Ming took the red rope and walked to the corpse, and wrapped the other end of the red rope around the left wrist of the corpse.

After doing all this, Fang Ming signaled that Zhang Qi could stop apologizing.

"The next thing I'm going to do may be a bit unbelievable, but don't be surprised no matter what you see or hear, and you are not allowed to speak out, otherwise no one will save you."

Fang Ming's expression was very serious. Zhang Qi's head nodded like a chicken pecked rice, indicating that he would definitely not speak or make a sound for a while.

"Dazhu Burning Paper!"

Fang Ming said towards Dazhu. Dazhu took out the paper money in a bag, and at the same time took a copper basin and put the paper money in it for burning.

Although I don’t know what Fang Ming is going to do, it’s okay to burn a paper money in a big column growing up in the countryside, and it’s also very important to burn paper money, that is, the paper money can’t be thrown in the middle, and it must be slid into the basin from the four sides of the brazier. Inside.

The reason is very simple. If the paper money is thrown directly from the top to the middle, it will suppress the fire, and suppressing the fire is equivalent to suppressing the money. In this way, the paper money burned will be heavy and the ghost will not take much.

"it has started."

Fang Ming's expression also began to become dignified, because the next is the most critical time, depending on whether it succeeds or not.

Before the desk, Fang Ming breathed his breath, one second, two seconds...

Fifteen seconds later, Fang Ming's eyes widened, and he did not know when a party mark appeared on his hand, and he slapped it heavily on the table.

"Paper money opens the way, Yin Yin asked, and the streamers greeted the soul, and the soul came thousands of miles!"

After reading, Fang Ming did not stop there, holding a brush and writing words on the yellow paper in front of him.

"Worship the Quartet...Amnesty Order!"

After writing, ignite the yellow paper!

"Thank you to the Underworld Division... Amnesty Order!"

Ignite again.

"Thanks to the gods of heaven and earth...forgiveness!"

After the three pieces of yellow paper were burned, Fang Ming's eyes looked at the window. Zhang Qi and Dazhu saw Fang Ming's eyes staring over there and looked curiously towards the window, but nothing seemed to change.

Just when the two were puzzled, a gust of wind suddenly blew through the window, the streamers swayed, and the bamboo leaves clashed.

"coming!"

A smile appeared on Fang Ming's face, but then he returned to a serious expression, and the real meat play began.

PS: It’s changed today. The old book has been conceived today. I can work hard to update this book from tomorrow. I will make up for it tomorrow, and then it will break out from time to time.