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    "Contact, how to contact?" Ding Li was a little confused.  He had thought about this kind of thing for a long time. The first thing he did when he returned from the Midnight Ring family was to call home.  However, the news from home made Ding Li quite disappointed. It was said that his master was no longer reading photos at the edge of the park, and suddenly disappeared without a trace one day.  "Since you are an immortal, of course you must use the method of inviting immortals!" Uncle Jiu said: "Although I have searched here and there, in various Taoist books, I have not found that in the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a leader of the Shenxiao Sect named  Wen Chongxiao has not found that the two real people Wang Wenqing and Lin Lingsu have such a junior disciple. However, our Taoist sect has incomplete records, and many of the names of recluse Gaozhen have not been passed down, but now they are famous.  No. We can ask the immortal to come down!" "How?" Ding Li asked, feeling refreshed.  "Of course it's the method of holding the basket!" Uncle Jiu said.  "A dustpan?" Ding Li wasn't very familiar with this kind of thing. He seemed to be using a big dustpan with sand or rice in it.  Then ask the gods to come down and write various things on it.  Speaking of almost the same thing as the dish fairy fairy.  Ding Li asked suspiciously: "Uncle Jiu, can this kind of thing really bring in gods? I'm afraid it can only bring in some ghosts!" Just a few decades ago, the court was corrupt and incompetent, and on the eve of the British-French allied forces attacking Guangzhou  .  Ye Mingchen, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi at that time, did not prepare for war, but only "supported the ji" in the Yamen every day.  In the face of battle, they refused to resist, and even ordered enemy ships to enter but not to fire back.  After the fall of Guangzhou, he was captured and sent to Calcutta, India, where he died in captivity.  But he is not much different from the famous Song Qinzong in the Northern Song Dynasty. When the Jin soldiers attacked the city, he actually believed that Guo Jing could invite the Liujia Heavenly Soldiers!  Ding Li had heard of this matter, but he always felt that the method of supporting the basket was a bit unreliable, so he asked with some suspicion.  Uncle Jiu said sternly: "Don't underestimate this magic. An ordinary person might not be able to invite a true immortal, but since you are the disciple of Master Wen Tian, ??you should definitely be able to invite him!" "Besides, let's talk about it.  Lu Zu said: Hey, you also know the way of Zangsha, how can you master Zangsha? It is like the divination in Yi.  Deep and deep, I know how to seek things. Isn't it the best in the world? It's the Taoism. This is obviously the communicative god in the Zhouyi lineage, and the true Taoism preached on behalf of the god!" "That's it!  Let¡¯s try it?¡± Ding Li had no choice but to say.  Since Uncle Jiu has said so much, he naturally believes in this kind of thing and has prepared various tools.  It is quite simple. There is a square wooden plate in the middle. The plate is filled with fine sand. A T-shaped shelf is placed on it, and an awl is suspended at the end, which is called a jibi.  When the gods descend, they use this pen to draw characters on the sand table.  Ding Li held on to the wooden frame and listened to Uncle Jiu shouting: "The method of holding a basket, if you want to channel spirits, you must know the method of spiritual communication. If the heart is not correct, it is not enough to sense things, and if the intention is not sincere, it is not enough to communicate with gods. God.  If it is transported here, everything should be there, so even though it is thousands of miles away, it can be driven and captured in one breath." Ding Li took a deep breath, and within a few breaths, he dispersed all the distracting thoughts to the back of his mind.  ??According to the formula, be sincere and upright, have no thoughts and actions, and do not distract your mind with forgiveness and blame, and then you can understand the forgiveness and blame.  Keep saying silently, asking Master to descend.  He heard Uncle Jiu start to read out the words to invite immortals on the side, and he listened to a few sentences at first.  Then he entered a trance-like state, and suddenly his eyes lit up with crackling lights, and the ji pen without any feeling in his hand started to move, and he started writing on the sand table.  It took a long time for Ding Li to wake up. He looked at the various things drawn on the sand table and shouted in surprise: "Did I write this?" Uncle Jiu said with a serious face: "Of course you wrote it!" Ding Li was a little confused.  I was dumbfounded. What I originally drew while holding the dustpan might be pictures that no one could understand, or messy symbols that needed someone to explain.  And now the sand table in front of him was written in simplified Chinese characters neatly: "My disciple, there is no waste!" Damn it, Ding Li was really dumbfounded, can this be done?  I have never seen such an irresponsible master. He just let himself go without teaching anything?  Uncle Jiu also understood and couldn't help but smile.  I had to smile bitterly and said: "It seems that Ali, your master seems to have great confidence in you. Everything depends on you!" But I don't have any confidence in myself?  Ding Li thought to himself and gave Uncle Jiu a smile that was uglier than crying.  I can't get guidance here in Uncle Jiu, and I also let go of my unscrupulous master.?It made Ding Li dumbfounded, but this seemed to be exactly the behavior of his unscrupulous master, which also showed that his master thought he would be able to solve this matter!  Having just left the world of Mr. Zombie, Ding Li felt that he had nowhere to go.  When such a big thing happened, the police had already notified the school. Although the matter had nothing to do with me, when I returned to school at this time, I didn't know how many boring guys were asking questions.  ¡°When he was carrying two guns in order to enter the world of Mr. Zombie, he got on the bus and wandered around for a long time while concealing his identity.  At this moment, I appeared in a shopping mall. Fortunately, there was no danger, and nothing happened.  The more crowded a place is, the easier it is to hide.  This is an experience I learned from watching a lot of police and gangster movies, or spy movies.  He had just walked to the faucet when he suddenly looked up and saw another woman in white appearing in the mirror, looking at him with dark eyes.  Ding Li has seen a lot now and is in a bad mood, so he won¡¯t be surprised.  He pointed a finger fiercely at the mirror.  "His uncle, do you think I'm easy to bully or something?"  Ding Li was so angry that he cursed.  The strange woman in the mirror turned into Li Chuyan, smiled coldly and strangely, and disappeared without a trace!  At this time, Ding Li's phone rang. The sudden ringing in such a quiet place really startled Ding Li.  When he picked up the phone, what was displayed on the screen was that of Wang Yue, the shining rich man.  But when he picked up, it was Wang Nan's voice.  "Hey, Ding Li? Are you okay? Well done, I can't tell you don't look amazing, but you are so loyal" "If you have something to say, you will fart if you have something to say!" Ding Li lazily said  Then the phone went out.
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