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Chapter 81

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    "Then, Daoist, what should we do now?" The old captain said anxiously with a tense expression.

    His eyes fell on a piece of human-shaped paper that was torn apart on the altar table, and He Duanfeng said in a deep voice: "It's okay if it was knocked off by accident, but I'm afraid it's a colleague who shot it Let me try it."  .¡±

    After speaking, he picked up a pair of scissors on the corner of the table, took a piece of blank yellow paper, and cut out a human-shaped note.

    Then, he picked up a brush and dipped it in the blood-red ink in the porcelain bowl, and wrote Zhou Lan's name, surname, hometown, and date of birth on the yellow paper.

    After finishing all this, He Duanfeng held a mahogany sword, drew a sword flower, and tapped the sword on the human-shaped paper, then raised the tip of the sword, picked up the human-shaped paper and put it on the candle, flicked his wrist, and the human-shaped paper followed suit.  The hour hand circles.

    There are words in his mouth: "Swirl the good fortune, reverse the yin and yang. Move the stars and change the buckets, return to the sky and return to the sun. Gather the gods and return to the ancestors, recover the soul and return to the soul. Greedy wolf leader, sent to Kuigang. Urgent as a law!"

    As the last word "Ling" fell, a red flame suddenly shot up on the human-shaped note, and the blood on the note dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye. The moment the note returned to blank, He Duanfeng suddenly withdrew his sword  , with a human-shaped note swaying in the wind above the candlelight.

    He Duanfeng stared closely at the human-shaped note on the candle, and stood there for an hour. When the village chief was about to get impatient, he made sure that there was nothing wrong with the human-shaped note. He Duanfeng felt relieved: "It seems  It was accidentally knocked off before."

    "Elder Sister¡ª¡ª"

    The moment Teacher Zhou tore off the human-shaped note, Zhou Lan woke up, recalling what happened just now, she looked terrified.

    Seeing Zhou Lan recovering, Teacher Zhou was very excited. She patted Zhou Lan's hand to comfort her.  Then, ignoring the slightly strange eyes of the passengers around him, he turned to the air and asked, "Mr. Song, what should we do now?"

    At this moment, Zhou Lan suddenly said: "Sister, did you hear anything?"

    Teacher Zhou turned around: "What's the sound?"

    Zhou Lan pricked up his ears and discerned carefully: "yin and yang, a line of soybeansthe head of stateas urgent as a law¡ª"

    Hearing this, her pupils tightened. Isn't this what she vaguely heard on the way home after she separated from Song Fengchen yesterday?

    At that time, she still felt strange, who was so bold to engage in feudal superstition activities in the land of the capital.

    Looking back now, didn't she just lose consciousness after hearing this?

    She panicked: "Here it is, here it is again"

    Before she finished speaking, a red light suddenly burst out from her body.

    The shouting stopped abruptly!

    After a short period of blindness, Zhou Lan blinked, only to find that her consciousness was very clear, and she did not lose consciousness because of it.

    However, Teacher Zhou could see clearly that the bursting red light did not stay on Zhou Lan's body for too long, but sank into the ground along the red line on her left foot.

    Beijing.

    Two red threads extend from the void to Song Fengchen's left hand, the left one is tied to Mr. Zhou's left foot, the right one is tied to Zhou Lan's left foot, and the right one is tied to the end of Song Fengchen's palm.  The hair, isn't it exactly the hair that belonged to Zhou Lan that was left on his thumb.

    Less than two minutes after he finished saying 'Tear it off', the red thread on the right flashed red, and a human-shaped note appeared between his fingers.

    "Ecstasy spell?" Song Fengchen frowned: "The method of Fang Quguan."

    Could it be that Fang Quguan was the one who kidnapped Zhou Lan, but Fang Quguan is the leader of the righteous way Song Fengchen's mind turned back and forth.

    "Mr. Song, what should we do now?"

    Teacher Zhou's voice came from the void.

    Song Fengchen came back to his senses, suppressed the troubled thoughts in his heart, waved his right hand, and the humanoid paper slipped out of his hand, and stuck it on Zhou Lan's straw man double on the bed.

    He said: "Don't worry, the person behind it should have been confused by my method. But I can't guarantee how long this method will last. I don't know the details of the person behind it, so naturally I can't deal with him. So Zhou  Lan must rush back as soon as possible, the closer she is to me, the more space I have to operate, understand?"

    In the carriage, Teacher Zhou nodded nervously: "Understood."

    "As for Mr. Zhou, you¡ª"

    Teacher Zhou said anxiously: "Mr. Song, can I stay here with you? I'm worried that something will happen to Xiaolan again?"

    "Yes, but do you have any money with you?"

    theThe next moment, I heard 'Zhou Lan' sternly say: "How can it be for no reason? Fellow Daoists know that in order to get rid of the identity of an educated youth and return to the city, this evil person abandoned her husband and son, and even stole everything from her husband's family, the Xing family.  For the money, six members of the Xing family starved to death, including her two sons and one daughter."

    "Now, because of the hatred in their hearts, the six members of the Xing family turned into ghosts after death and stayed in Xujia Village If I hadn't passed by by chance, the entire Xujia Village would have been poisoned by the Xing family long ago, but even if these ghosts were killed by me  Even though it was suppressed in time, Xujia Village still paid the price of 8 lives and more than 70 people were infiltrated by resentment."

    "Fellow Daoist, you can know that for grieving ghosts, if you don't avenge your grievances and don't let your grievances go away, it's seventy lives."

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