blood fox

Chapter 46

When I saw Xuan Ming saluting me from a distance, my heart tensed up inexplicably.

Thinking of Qin Yangyu on the side still saluting Xuanming, and thinking that Xuanming's status is quite high, he instinctively wanted to avoid it.

But Ling Yuan's deep voice came from next to his ear: "You can bear this gift!"

I turned my head instinctively, and saw Ling Yuan came out of the umbrella again by himself, standing beside me and staring at Xuan Ming.

Seeing the direction Xuan Ming was coming from, maybe also bowing to Ling Yuan, I wanted to avoid it again.

But Ling Yuan grabbed my arm, stared at Xuanming who was walking towards me step by step, and emphasized to me again: "You can bear the gift he made! The world is enlightened, and you can salute you even I can afford it!"

Ling Yuan held the arm very hard, and when he looked at me, his eyes were heavy and filled with sadness.

I suddenly felt a little funny, he still remembered that I knelt down to Yang Hui's parents in the morning.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard Xuan Ming say in a deep voice: "The poor monk is late. I have seen Lord Ling Yuan and Yun Miao..."

When he said this, he looked at me with heavy eyes, his pale man's eyebrows were wrinkled tightly, and he swallowed the rest of the words.

Ling Yuan next to him snorted and sneered, then glanced at Xuan Ming, and directly entered the black umbrella.

Seeing Ling Yuan returning to the black umbrella, Xuan Ming put his palms together and bowed respectfully to the black umbrella, then looked at me in the blink of an eye, the pity and sympathy in his eyes disappeared.

I looked at what Xuan Ming meant, as if I knew who "Yun Miao" was.

Looking at him, he was about to put palms together to return the salute, but he turned sideways and murmured: "I can't bear it! I can't bear it!"

I couldn't help but think of Ling Yuan's anger when he saw me kneel down to Yang Hui's parents.

But Qin Yangyu hurriedly said: "This is Master Xuanming."

Only then did Xuan Ming raise his eyes to look at me, and said softly: "All the poor monks know about the matter in Lingyun community. Daoist Yang Yu also told me about what happened to Yun... the benefactor. As for Yang Hui's ghost and resentment, I have to Once the magic circle is deployed, it will naturally help Master Yun to resolve his grievances."

He spoke at length, but probably the matter could be resolved.

I hurriedly responded, and looked at Qin Yangyu in a blink of an eye, wanting to ask him what to do.

Xuan Ming treated me too cautiously, which made me a little nervous.

"You go to the altar first, and I will put a white gauze on you. I will put Yang Hui's parents' hair and finger blood on it to cover up your breath, and then cover your face with the white gauze so that she cannot see your face clearly." When Qin Yangyu got down to business, his expression became much more serious.

Master Xuanming made a bow to one side: "When the altar opens, Master Xuanming will save Yang Hui. You and your grandma have learned the method of interrogating spirits. At that time, you can use the ox bone stick to attract the soul while offering incense. It's all right if she receives your incense."

"This Lingyun community has a very deep cause and effect with Donor Yun, so when Donor Yun burns incense paper, no matter what you see, you must not go down to the altar. Under these four buildings, there is a huge magic circle, which is suppressed by the entire house. The poor monk can't see the whole picture for a while, but it must be related to what Ling Yuan-jun said." Xuan Ming said here, and glanced at the black umbrella I was carrying.

Said in a deep voice: "So no matter what benefactor Yun encounters, you must be steady and never go down the altar. After the ceremony is over, Daoist Yang Yu will naturally invite you down!"

I nodded, looked at Xuan Ming and said, "Then, can Master Xuan Ming solve the connection between me and Lord Ling Yuan?"

Xuanming glanced at me, then looked at the black umbrella, nodded and said: "There is an ancient scroll in my temple, which records the connection of the blood sacrifice. It has not been signed, and it is locked in a box with a lotus pod and auspicious clouds. It is related to Daoist Yang Yu. , the pattern on the gold collar shown to me is the same."

"Hanging on the outside of the box is a golden lock, which was kept by the abbots from generation to generation at the beginning of the temple's construction. It is rumored that the golden lock will be opened automatically when it is about to be used. Just a few days ago, the lock opened the golden lotus, and the poor monk got See the ancient scroll!" Xuan Mingfu bowed to me again.

I heard Xuan Ming's words sound mysterious, and I thought that the few days before what he said was the day when I sacrificed Ling Yuan with my blood.

I just thought about the pattern of the gold collar in my mind, the bracelet is surrounded by auspicious clouds, and there is a lotus pod hanging below it.

Even the boxes of Xilin Temple are covered with these, does this mean something?
"Go up to the altar." Qin Yangyu coughed, glanced at me and said in a low voice: "I brought Yang Hui's parents to Xilin Temple, and the mage will do things in his own way. Blood relationship, even if I went to her parents, I couldn’t find it.”

Does this cut off the possibility of Yang Hui looking for relatives?

I looked at the formations around me, and the laser talisman that was still shining on the entire wall, nodded to Qin Yangyu, and went to the altar prepared for me.

It is said that it is an altar, but it is actually a circle of three square meters squared by stones, covered with wooden boards.

It is facing the entrance of the corridor of the second unit of the four buildings, and there are actually coffins and an incense table on it, which looks like a mourning hall.

The person written on the spiritual tablet was Yang Hui.

Qin Yangyu put a white gauze on me and sewed Yang Hui's parents' hair in it. Finger blood was sprinkled on the clothes. At the same time, she helped me cover my head and face with the white gauze.

After finishing all this, he whispered to me: "You are guarding the spirit of Yang Hui, except that she will come out, I am afraid that because of your own blood, other things will be drawn out."

"Don't be afraid, Xuan Ming and I have set up a magic circle, and we won't let those things hurt you. If Yang Hui doesn't understand her resentment, she will keep looking for you. You have drawn out the resentment in Luo Mei's body, and it will flare up again." Qin Yangyu helped me fix the gauze.

Shen Yan looked at me and smiled: "Even if we can't hold on, there is still Ling Yuan."

I watched a little Taoist priest come over with a tray with a bright yellow Taoist robe, a magic crown, and an ancient sword.

Looking at the two magic circles with different styles next to the four buildings in a blink of an eye, he nodded to Qin Yangyu.

This time, I'm afraid it's not just as simple as clearing up Yang Hui's grievances.

But Qin Yangyu didn't say anything, thinking about the overall situation.

"I'll fight over there, don't be afraid." Qin Yangyu looked at me and smiled, reaching out his hand to help me brush my hair, but he raised his hand, then retracted it again.

He turned around and took the little Taoist priest with him, and went to change clothes in a tent on the side.

It was almost midnight, and the mourning hall on the altar had already lit the joss sticks.

I lifted my stiff legs, walked up, knelt in front of the mourning hall under the cloth, and started burning paper money.

I am very good at doing this kind of thing, after all, I have been doing it with my grandma since I was a child.

When burning paper, you can't turn your head, because the mourning hall has to be facing the door to attract ghosts back. Once you look back, ghosts will instinctively avoid people.

This mourning hall is facing the entrance of the corridor of the second unit of the fourth building, just to lure Yang Hui who is hiding inside.

But obviously Qin Yangyu and the others shone laser light on the four buildings with talismans, and said they didn't find any evil spirits. Where is Yang Hui's ghost hiding?
Is it really hidden underground?
Also, he and Xuan Ming teamed up to set up such a large magic circle, what exactly was he trying to do.

I burned the paper, trying not to let myself think about it.

At the same time, according to Qin Yangyu's instructions, after burning for a while, he knocked on the ox bone stick and said Yang Hui's name in his heart.

After I finished burning the paper in the brazier, Xuan Ming shook the tin rod violently, the nine rings tinkled, and he shouted: "Open the altar!"

There seemed to be something buzzing nearby.

I glanced slightly, only to see that Qin Yangyu had changed into a bright yellow Taoist robe, holding the ancient sword in his hand, and jumped onto the top of a big tree opposite the four buildings.

The ancient sword was unsheathed, his wrist trembled slightly, and the blade vibrated and buzzed.

A talisman on the sword body, with a whistling, golden flames gushed out like a fire dragon!
Suddenly, the two dharma altars were opened at the same time, with the sound of wooden fish and sutra mantras interspersed with the sound of drums, rattles and gongs.

From time to time, when a piece of talisman paper was bounced up, there was a ignited fire.

The entire four buildings seemed to be isolated from the outside world in an instant.

I lowered my head and burned the paper, no longer thinking about the purpose of Qin Yangyu and Xuan Ming jointly setting up such a large formation.

The flames were flickering, and the flames flickered in front of my eyes, which made me feel a little dazed.

The paper money burned for a while, and when it was finished, I touched the ox bone stick on my knee and started beating to attract souls.

I don't know how long it took, my head was a little dizzy from the flames, and the mantras next to me were buzzing, as if there was something separated.

I was wondering, and suddenly I saw a pair of shoes walking in front of me.

I am very familiar with these shoes, they are Yang Hui's shoes.

The night I carried her to the hospital, she didn't wear any shoes. I got the clothes and shoes when I came back later. They were her favorite shoes of a certain brand, with many rivets on them.

But Yang Hui's body was barefoot...

(End of this chapter)