midnight snake language

Huo Rou also knows the set of soul-calling rituals, so she will arrange them.

I am responsible for protecting Zhang Yuan's soul, so as not to cause accidents when his soul is looking for the remaining soul.

"Mr. Zhang, I need a big live rooster, the one that crows very loudly. The incense candle ingot, black dog's blood, and realgar are ten catties each, and they are as mirror-like as the body."

Huo Rou proposed the materials needed to be prepared for holding the soul-calling ceremony one by one, Zhang Fa hurriedly wrote them down, and immediately asked the housekeeper to prepare them.

This ceremony needs to wait until midnight, which is 12 midnight.

At this time, the Yin Qi is the heaviest and the success rate is the highest.Moreover, the yin energy is heavy, and the soul that comes out of the body is not easily corroded by the yang energy, and the sequelae left behind are also small.

While waiting for midnight to fall, I wrote the runes with cinnabar on the yellow paper I carried with me. After drying, I folded them into small triangles one after another and strung them with red thread.

Gu Yuzhu helped me take the yellow paper on which the runes were written to one side to dry. Seeing me busy, she was curious: "Weiwei, are these all safety symbols?"

"It's not a safety talisman, it's a soul-locking charm, which can be used to protect Zhang Yuan's remaining souls." I said.

Gu Yuzhu picked up a small string of triangular yellow paper that I had strung together, held it in his hand and looked at it repeatedly: "How do you use this?"

"The one with 9 triangles is a bracelet and anklet, which will be worn on Zhang Yuan's hands and feet for a while. The one I am stringing now has 21 amulets and is worn around his neck."

These amulets have the function of protecting the soul. I made a chain and wore it on Zhang Yuan's body, which is equivalent to stabilizing his soul and preventing the child's soul from being scattered due to fright.

It is very troublesome to make a good soul-locking device. I vaguely remember that when I was still Xuanwei in my previous life, I made a set for the young Fengli.

Later, when Feng Li grew up, his soul was stable, and he no longer needed this soul-locking device, so he was never seen wearing it again.

After so many years, I don't know if this thing is still there.

This kind of top-quality material cannot be found by a mere mortal Zhang Fa. Now that time is limited, even I, who was reincarnated by Xuanwei, can't do anything for a while.

Now I can only choose to use yellow paper and runes instead. Fortunately, Zhang Yuan's soul will not go to too dangerous places. These things are enough. This is the most effective and easiest way.

After I prepared everything, I asked Zhang Mingli to put the yellow talisman chain on Zhang Yuan.

The child lost his soul, and as long as he was not irritated, he would always look foolish. Zhang Mingli allowed Zhang Mingli to help him put on the soul chain.

Afraid of being influenced by others, Zhang Fa set the venue for the ceremony to the west courtyard of the mansion.

A group of people waited anxiously until night, when the ancient clock on the wall made a dull sound.

Huo Rou looked at the compass whose pointer kept swinging back and forth in her hand, with a solemn expression: "The time has come."

The magic circle needed for the ceremony has been arranged on the ground long ago. The eight-sided mirror is arranged in the shape of gossip. There is a brazier in front of the mirror. Some paper ingots are scattered in the brazier. Fragrance.

I signaled Zhang Mingli to carry Zhang Yuan to the center of the formation, and the child stood there in a daze, motionless, with the same sluggish appearance in the eight mirrors.

Zhang Mingli withdrew from the formation, I snapped my fingers, and the three pillars of fragrance in the censer and the paper ingots in the brazier ignited spontaneously without fire.

The magic circle was activated, and various sounds of children crying, laughing, or screaming could be heard in the empty house.

This is Zhang Yuan's voice.

Zhang Yuan himself in the center of the formation is still demented. His original reflection in the eight mirrors shows eight different emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, joy, love, hatred, and desire.