Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 13 Calling ghosts in the middle of the night
On the pretext that he needed to make preparations, Jiang Fuyuan scheduled the practice for the next day, and the family of three stayed in the Wei family guest room for one night.

The two Zaizai were tired and sleepy after running around all day. After eating some midnight snacks sent by Mrs. Wei, they fell asleep in bed.

Jiang Fuyuan held her chin, staring at the peace charm on the table and lost in thought.

When it came to catching ghosts, she was like a calf pulling a plow - she had no experience at all.

"Little Fatty, have you ever been caught by a Taoist priest? You are the kind of person who has real abilities."

Little Fatty was carefully brushing the tongue coating with the pig's hair brush that Jiang Fuyuan had burned for him before. Hearing this, his eyes widened.

He quickly curled up his tongue and stuffed it into his mouth. He said pitifully: "Master, I'm so good, don't let me go."

Jiang Fuyuan looked confused: "When did I say I don't want you anymore?"

The little fat man said flatly: "Then why are you cursing me?"

Jiang Fuyuan:......

Holding her forehead and sighing, she picked up the peace charm and said, "I'm not cursing you, I just want to ask you if you know how to find ghosts."

The ghosts seen with Yin and Yang eyes were all voluntary or unconscious ghosts. Like the six ghosts in Wei Zhai who deliberately concealed their appearance and whereabouts, she was unable to see them clearly.

Hearing that his ghost life was temporarily safe, Xiaopang breathed a sigh of relief and floated above the table to stare at the talisman paper with Jiang Fuyuan.

"I have never seen a Taoist priest who can really catch ghosts, but I remember that the Taoist priests in the storybook all use talismans."

Little Fatty Heha made a posture in the air, obviously imitating Daozhang Zhao's appearance just now.

It tilted its head and recalled the scene just now: "I think that old man with a white beard is quite similar. How about we also draw symbols?"

[Character?You can definitely try it. 】

Talismans are not unfamiliar to Jiang Fuyuan at all. After all, the sect's treasure house is open to her without restriction, and there are a lot of talismans in it that are inexhaustible.

What kind of thunder talisman, flying talisman, rejuvenation talisman... She has almost used them, and her parents, brothers and sisters will automatically draw them and replenish the inventory.

I have used the talisman thousands of times, but this is my first time drawing the talisman.

Drawing the talisman required yellow paper and cinnabar, so Jiang Fuyuan opened the door and called the guard maid to let them prepare it.

It just so happened that Taoist Zhao also needed these for his dojo, and they were already available in the mansion.

Not long after, the yellow paper, cinnabar and the langhao pen needed to draw the talisman were all in place.

The question is what symbol to draw?Soul-calling charm?A ghost-attracting charm?still……

It was the first time that Xiaopang saw Jiang Fuyuan seriously drawing talisman, and he was excited to float around and fly up and down.

It flew so hard that the ghost was dizzy, but the cinnabar still didn't make any contact with the yellow paper.

"Master, why don't you put pen to paper?"

Jiang Fuyuan sighed: "There is no date of birth, and no face or name. Even if I want to draw a talisman that can find the six ghosts of the Wei family, I don't know who to call."

What's more, she can't draw.

Xiaopang nodded: "That's right..."

Floating around, shaking its head, it tried to retrieve it in its vague memory.

It has to help its owner think of a solution, otherwise what if the owner decides it is useless and throws it to a wise old man?
Looking for ghosts, looking for ghosts, looking for ghosts...

correct!You can find ghosts!
The little fat man's voice rose three degrees, and he couldn't hide his excitement: "Master, you can ask the ghosts. People have household registrations, and ghosts also have ghost registrations. You can just ask the ghosts who are in charge of ghost registrations."

"Anyway, we know these six ghosts are in this house."

Jiang Fuyuan's eyes lit up: "Little Fatty, you are so smart!"

Trying to recall the appearance of the telegraph talisman that could convey messages, she drew a rough outline of the talisman seal pattern on the yellow paper, and finally wrote down the message that needed to be conveyed in the center of the pattern.

However, the addressee of this nondescript talisman letter did not write Yin Chao or Judge, but the upright Yama.

There is a saying that the King of Hell is easy to meet, and the little devil is difficult to deal with.

Jiang Fuyuan simply went straight to Huanglong and asked Yama directly.

The written talisman and seal were swept over the candlelight, and the orange flame engulfed the yellow paper, leaving not even a trace of paper dust behind.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Within half a moment, two figures, one black and one white, appeared out of thin air.The two stood side by side, wearing high hats. The black hat said "Peace in the world" and the white hat said "Wealth at first sight". There was a chain in each hand.

It turned out to be two ghosts, black and white and impermanence.

Xiaopang immediately hid behind Jiang Fuyuan and shivered.

Impermanence ghosts seduce the soul, but no matter where you come from, as long as you are a ghost, you must follow them obediently.

The strange thing is that Black and White Wuchang didn't seem to see Xiao Pang, the hanged ghost, and only bowed respectfully to Jiang Fuyuan.

Hei Wuchang took out a booklet from his arms and flipped to a certain page: "The six ghosts of the Wei family were maids here before they were alive. They are named Xiang'er, Guoer, Qiuyue, Chunhua, Ruyi, and Jixiang."

Bai Wuchang waited for Hei Wuchang to finish reciting, then took out a bell from his arms and handed it to Jiang Fuyuan with both hands: "This is the soul-calling bell. As long as you recite the ghost's name silently in your heart, the ghost will be summoned."

After a pause, Bai Wuchang added: "It doesn't have to be a name, it can be the place where the trouble occurred or the location of the cemetery."

Finally, the two ghost angels disappeared quietly into the darkness just as they had come.

He left Youyou with a sentence: "My lord said that there is no need to send any more messages to him in the future. If you need anything, just come to us."

Only when the pressure of the Impermanence Ghost completely dissipated did Xiaopang dare to stick his head out from behind Jiang Fuyuan.

"Master... the master mentioned by Impermanence Ghost cannot be His Highness the King of Hell..."

"Probably, maybe, that's right..."

Jiang Fuyuan was also in a daze. She just wrote a letter asking for the ghost's name, so why did the Lord of Hell send her a gift?
The Soul-Calling Bell was given to her, right?

The soul-calling bell lying in the palm of the hand is small and exquisite, and its brilliance flows under the candlelight. To the naked eye, it looks like a beautiful silver bell with a strip of thin red silk tied on it, which is quite interesting.

Picking up the red silk and shaking it, I could feel the silver bell vibrating, but there was no sound.

Jiang Fuyuan murmured: "You won't lie to me, will you?"

But why did the Tenth Palace Yama deceive her into being a mortal? Jiang Fuyuan thought for a while and whispered the names that Hei Wuchang just said.

Every time he said a name, a dark figure appeared in front of Jiang Fuyuan.

Six ghosts appeared in the house neatly, like a queue.

This time, they were no longer blurry black shadows. Xiang'er and Guo'er were all wet and dripping with water, Qiuyue's face was purple and her skin was turning blue, and Chunhua, Ruyi, and Jixiang were sticking out their long tongues.

They all looked like they were dying in vain.

When the six ghosts first saw the light, they wanted to run but couldn't, so they hugged each other in panic.

"Don't be afraid, I won't harm you." Jiang Fuyuan tried to speak softly, "Are you the ones who hit Dong Xinde with prayer flags tonight?"

Hearing the name that they hated to the core of their bones, the six ghosts all raised their eyes and stared at the seemingly weak woman in front of them.

Qiuyue was the first to speak: "Are you called by Dong Xinde to deal with us?!"

Jiang Fuyuan shook his head: "The money I collected from Mrs. Wei does not belong to Dong Xinde."

Jixiang and Ruyi looked at each other and cried: "Mrs. Wei is a good person, and we don't want to scare her..."

As soon as they cried, the remaining four ghosts couldn't help sobbing too, and for a while the ghost energy in the house became strong.

"Don't cry!" Jiang Fuyuan shouted in a low voice.

The inexplicable pressure made the six female ghosts silence themselves instantly. They instinctively knew that they should not disobey the order of the woman in front of them.

Jiang Fuyuan left the ghosts behind and walked quietly to the bed. Seeing that the two cubs were still sleeping soundly, she breathed a sigh of relief.

After tucking in the quilt, she returned to the female ghosts.

"Speak out any grievances you have and I will help you."

　Small underground theater:

　　The King of Hell looked at the teleportation talisman that finally stopped playing in a loop above his head like a loudspeaker, and couldn't help but pick out his numb ears: Thank God, I hope this ancestor will never come to me again in the future.

　　at the same time.

　　Jiang Fuyuan: It’s so easy to find Yama. Hehe, I’ll be brave next time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)