unscrupulous spirit catcher

Chapter 209 None

Seeing is believing, hearing is also believing, and every feeling in the body tells people that all this is true.

The more you think in your mind that all this is false, the more your eyes and ears will tell you that it is true.

Using the heart as a cage is naturally indestructible, because the human heart is always confused and dependent on external things.

Several people tried a lot, but still couldn't get out.

He Shen was so anxious that his head was sweating: "Fake, fake can't be true, true, true can't be fake either."

With so many wronged souls and resentful ghosts, they could clearly see how they could be fake.

Several people talked to each other for a long time before they realized that Song Yu hadn't said a word, and they were all a little confused.

Su Mian thought to herself that she was most likely still thinking about the marijuana flower. He was about to ask her to wipe her saliva when she suddenly looked over.

"none."

"Ah? Are you out of your mind?"

"You are so fucking greedy. According to Wu, you don't even have a brain at all."

"You really haven't."

"Do you want to stay here?"

Su Mian shut up silently.

Gu Beiqi quickly asked Song Yu: "What did you think of?"

Song Yu puffed up his chest proudly, feeling deeply that he was extremely smart and unparalleled in the world.

"Nothing, it's not that this place is non-existent, this place must exist. Someone has trapped these evil ghosts here. The real non-existent ones are us."

When Taoism talks about Wu, it refers to namelessness, which is nothingness. Names come from the nameless. But when Buddhism talks about Wu, it refers to selflessness.

There is no sign of self, no sign of human beings, no sign of sentient beings, and no sign of life.

I don't exist anywhere.

After hearing this, He Shen was very confused. Was he the real illiterate?

Why didn't he understand it from beginning to end?

Song Yu said again: "Close your eyes. We are actually at the Longjinqiao Night Market now. On the left is a seller of roasted rabbit meat, and on the right is a seller of cannabis flowers. This cannabis flower is very big."

Probably because she was hungry, she spoke vividly and with her mouth watering, she talked about the Longjinqiao Night Market from beginning to end.

From eating cannabis flowers, to eating sheep head meat, to melon seeds and peanuts, candied dried fruits, as well as tangerines and licorice water.

The aroma seemed to waft out with her voice, permeating everyone's nose.

The smell of fireworks was even stronger, the smell of charcoal fire was everywhere, and even the surrounding area was lively.

They all went to Longjin Bridge.

With a "gudong" sound, He Shen swallowed hard.

He couldn't help but open his eyes, wanting Song Yu to stop talking. He was too hungry, but when he opened his eyes, he was standing at the entrance of the cave in the mountain.

"Out, out?!"

When the others heard this, they quickly opened their eyes and saw that it was really coming out!

The entrance to the cave was still dark, with no end in sight, but they never wanted to go in again.

Li Bi had the joy of surviving a catastrophe and looked around: "Find some rocks and pile them up here."

Song Yu nodded: "You guys pile up."

After she finished speaking, she ran, faster than a rabbit, but because her legs were short, she didn't get very far.

It was Su Mian who chased after her, became her mount, and ran all the way back to the city for dinner.

Song Yu ate and drank, and finally went home with two huge twists in his arms.

There are not many places to eat Mahua in Bianjing. For these two pieces of Mahua, Su Mian ate for two more streets before buying them.

Zhong Liqing was waiting for her, and he was very surprised to see such a big twist.

He wondered whether it was because Song Yu was too young that the food seemed particularly big, or was it because the bosses made it twice as big when they met her?
Even the candied haws she eats is longer than others every time, and she doesn’t know where she bought it.

After thinking about it, he looked at Song Yu's belly again, thinking that his belly was so swollen, could he really eat such a big twist?
If my belly is burst, can spiritual beings heal me?

Song Yu obviously didn't have the problem of not being able to eat it. The twists were at best an after-dinner snack, just right for sewing.

She held up the marijuana flower and put it into her mouth. Su Mian broke another one and made a pot of tea with the hot water bought by Kang Ming. It was time to invite Zhong Liqing to drink tea.

Seeing Song Yu eating it with gusto, it was fragrant and sweet, Zhong Liqing couldn't help but twist up a small piece and eat it.

The twists are actually filled with small things such as osmanthus, minjiang, peach kernels, and melon strips. After one bite, the texture is very rich.

Zhong Liqing wiped his hands: "I came today because of the ghost talisman. The crack in Zhou Xiwazi can't wait any longer. If we wait any longer, I'm afraid more troubles will arise."

Song Yu was so selfless that he didn't have time to answer him for a while, and he didn't care either, he was so absorbed in his thoughts.

One of them was eating, the other was thinking, and they were very friendly.

After Song Yu finished eating, he washed his face and hands, and then showed his gold teeth: "I know how to draw that ghost talisman."

When Zhongli Qing came back to her senses, her first reaction was not that she knew about painting, but that she actually finished eating such a big piece of twist.

He subconsciously looked at Song Yu's belly.

Fortunately, although it had bulged into a ball, it did not explode.

Song Yu burped: "You also know that I am very proficient in Buddhism and Taoism. The selflessness of Buddhism is the essence of drawing talismans."

Su Mian sneered in his heart, still remembering that she didn't need any money anyway, she just learned a little bit, and now she has become proficient.

Zhong Liqing waited for her to say something profound about the word "no self".

However, Song Yu's explanations were all in plain language.

"Think about it, in this world, there is neither you nor me, so naturally there is no Lord of the Netherworld, right? If there is no Lord of the Netherworld, where does the name come from? Without a name, it is useless to write."

Zhong Liqing pondered for a while: "But how can I invite the Lord of the Netherworld to suppress the talisman if he doesn't have a name?"

You can't just write "fart".

Song Yu touched his belly: "What you invited is not the name, but the spirit of the netherworld. The crack in Zhou Xiwazi, the spiritual things will eventually dissipate inside, so the person you invited should be the yin energy. Go directly to draw the talisman inside. I I think it works.”

"I couldn't draw before because there was too little Yin Qi. In the territory of the living, even if you are a psychic, there is not much Yin Qi. Now it's better. There just happens to be a ready-made place for us to draw. Maybe we can just write anything. become."

Zhong Liqing broke down what she said in his heart and thought about it.

Please give me Yin Qi, how can I ask for it?
Draw a ghost talisman inside, and the yin energy should be trapped on the talisman along with the golden quicksand.

But how much can be trapped on the talisman is unknown.

He thought for a long time: "If it were you who painted it"

Of course Song Yu is willing to paint, and he is very happy to paint. He wishes he could paint a hundred and eight thousand copies of him and sell them all over the street.

When the time comes, she wants to see if these beasts can still come out.

When the time comes, she will post ten or eight of his pictures on the Shendu tripod, not afraid that Wanlan Sect will not be convinced.

Song Yu thought for a while: "At midnight tonight, the two of us will go over and practice."

The Yin Qi is at its strongest during the Zi period, and you can tell at a glance what will happen at that time.

Zhong Liqing felt that although what she said was not very profound, it was quite reasonable.

He got up and said goodbye, deciding to have a good rest and go to Xiwazi, Zhouzhou, in the evening.

A head was dangling at the door, quietly inquiring about something.

(End of this chapter)