the last priest

Cha Wenbin fiddled with the bell that Qingli was buttoning and asked, "Dashan, does this brass bell look familiar?"

Dashan squatted down and took a look, and a place immediately flashed in his mind: Mount Qifeng!

"The bell on the sacred tree seems to be a bit like this."

Zha Wenbin touched the bell, and a familiar feeling came over him: "His soul is trapped inside. If it weren't for the bell, we would probably be dead by the time we touched the village so slowly."

He went on to say: "You will stand by the side to protect me later. This kind of thing is a bit evil. I just heard that some special things can protect the Lord. This is the first time I saw it today. You have great strength. Help me Break off the bell in his hand."

"Yeah!" Dashan responded and started, not wanting to break the palm of a comatose person with his infinite strength.Dashan blushed and roared, ready to exert his strength again, but Zha Wenbin stopped him and said, "Stop first, your fingers will be destroyed by such a trick, we have to think of other ways."

Cha Wenbin, who was sitting by the bed, thought for a long time, bent down and whispered something in Qingli's ear. When he got up, the brass bell that Qingli had been holding had rolled down onto the bed. side.

Dashan picked up the bell and said, "Brother Wenbin, you are so powerful. What did you say to him? I couldn't get it with the force I just had."

Cha Wenbin took the bell and replied indifferently: "I just told him that he is dead."

While Zha Wenbin was preparing things, Dashan secretly tested Qingli's breathing with his fingers, and then shouted: "Brother Wenbin, I'm really out of breath. I was fine just now."

Cha Wenbin made a simple case at the bedside, covered the copper bell with the three black tiles and said: "That's a fake death, a person is alive inside this bell, I just let his soul think he is The body is dead, otherwise his finger will not be released unless you break it."

"Then is he bewitched?"

Cha Wenbin set up an incense stand in front of the tiles again, with three sticks of incense stuck on the incense stand, and while he was busy, he said: "It doesn't look like it, I think I should be scared out of my mind. People who have dealt with dead people all year round are scared to death, that must be really scary enough, we will go over tonight after finishing the business here tonight, and see what is so powerful."

Cha Wenbin has indeed never done this kind of soul imprisonment, but he has done it himself to put away other people's souls. He thought the reason between the two should be figured out, so he followed the previous The method is tied with a red rope.

That is, one end is hung on the bell, and the other end is hung on Qingli's finger, and then the bell is dripped with Qingli's blood, and the blood is left on his hand along the red string. The soul will return to the original owner.But this time, Zha Wenbin's method seemed to be ineffective. He led blood back to his soul several times in a row, but Qingli did not respond at all.

Encountering this kind of bottleneck is the most troublesome. The caster will not have a sense of direction, just like a treasure buried in front of you but you don't know how to open it.

It was getting dark, and there were figures outside the window who kept coming to visit. Cha Wenbin had been in for more than an hour, and if he dragged on, it would be a disaster for Qingli.

"Dashan, kill that chicken." No way, Cha Wenbin had no choice but to treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor, and now he had to try soaking the bell with rooster blood to force out the soul.

The rooster weighed about ten catties. Dashan pinched his neck and wings with one hand, and prepared to let the blood out with a knife in the other. His finger was cut, but this little injury was almost negligible to him.

"Brother Wenbin, the blood is here."

At that time, Zha Wenbin was setting up a small formation on the ground, and said casually, "You take the bell too."

"Okay." Dashan's dialogue is always so simple, he will do whatever Brother Wenbin asks him to do.When he picked up the bell, a chill rushed into his palm, and then he seemed to hear a crisp ringing in his ears, and Dashan's consciousness began to blur in an instant, and then he felt as if he had left this place Room. . . . . .

Cha Wenbin was carrying Dashan on his back at that time, and when he finished his small formation, he didn't see Dashan's chicken blood and bells, so he turned around and took a look.It was a good look, I saw that Dashan's fingers were bleeding profusely, dyeing the copper bell bright red in an instant, his own face was pale and his breath was unstable.

"Throw it away!" Zha Wenbin yelled and quickly slapped Dashan's hand with his palm, and the copper bell rolled to the ground with a crisp sound, and Dashan came back to his senses wobbly.

The cut on his hand was only the size of a hair, yet so much blood gushed out just now, it really scared the two of them.I haven't found the reason yet, but a vague figure crouched in the corner on the ground there.

Cha Wenbin pinched Dashan's palm and signaled first: "Don't move, come out, this is the soul."

Riding Qingli's soul, who was still in a state of confusion when he came out, Zha Wenbin quickly squeezed his right hand into an orchid shape, and threw a piece of talisman paper at the person on the bed with his left hand, placed the sticker on his forehead with his left hand, and pressed it firmly with his right hand.With his free left hand, he picked out the Seven Star Sword, raised a talisman from the end of the sword, and slashed towards the concrete floor. After the metal rubbed against each other, sparks flashed, and the talisman at the front immediately burned.

Cha Wenbin pointed his sword at the figure on the ground, and shouted loudly: "Get up!"

The figure stood up following Cha Wenbin, and slowly moved towards the bed in the direction of the sword, and the figure also began to stand up and "float" towards the bed, while Da Shan watched the scene with his mouth wide open.

When the figure began to "hang" above Qi Qingli, Cha Wenbin's right hand suddenly popped up, and the talisman paper stuck to Qi Qingli's forehead was also stuck together, and the Seven Star Sword took advantage of the trend to move towards the one on the bedside. Put it in the bowl of clear water, and with a "pop", the fire went out.

"Pinch his mouth and pour it down!"

Dashan forcibly poured the dark talisman water from that night into Qingli's mouth, and it flowed everywhere, while Cha Wenbin sacrificed the big seal of "Heavenly Master and Dao Treasure" to press it down The paper was placed horizontally on Qingli's chest and read: "Taiji lotus flower and lion roar, the Great Sun Tathagata fixes the three souls!" The big hand slapped the big seal fiercely, and Qingli who was already out of breath Li took a mouthful of talisman water and sprayed it out, and then he started coughing, and foul-smelling dirty water gushed out of his throat, and it took him a long time to open his eyes.

Who in this business doesn't know Cha Wenbin?Qingli opened his eyes and saw that it was him, and knew in his heart that he had probably picked up his little life. Before he had time to thank him, he immediately jumped out of bed and shouted: "You can't stay here, run, run! .”

People outside rushed in when they heard the commotion. A group of people surrounded Qingli. He couldn't get in or out. Although he was standing, his calves were still shaking.

After a long time, this guy began to calm down and told the scene he saw.

As soon as this matter was said, it was great, and the pot exploded among a group of onlookers at that time.This Ding Li was originally an ordinary farmer, who knew that he would cause trouble after his death?The village is small, and everyone is relatives, even the Taoist priest who came to do the practice almost lost his life, how can anyone dare to go out now?Many people have already started to think about taking their families to relatives in other villages at dawn, and the village is probably destroyed because of this incident.

Qingli regrets it, regrets that he shouldn't take this business, regrets even more that he did this business, he just wants to go back quickly and sell that shop, and spend the rest of his life honestly farming for a living, Dead man's money is really not that easy to earn.

After hearing this, Cha Wenbin was silent for a while, and then said to several people in charge: "Those in the village who can not sleep tonight should try not to sleep. It is best to gather everyone here. Put a talisman on the door and window, after I leave, come out only when you hear the rooster crowing." As he said that, he called his brothers to go to the spirit house to have a look. Before he left, he remembered something again and asked: " By the way, where did your bell come from?"

"I bought it from someone who collects rags. I think it's easy to use, so..." Thinking of what happened last night, his heart rose again.

"I've seen similar bells before, and I can be sure that this thing is definitely not a bell to ward off evil spirits."

Chaozi took it over and took a look, looked at it for a long time and shouted: "It's actually this thing, it's really strange, how could our generation have this thing." Then, he said to Qing Qingli cunningly: " Brother Wen Bin picked up your little life, so we will accept the bell as a reward, how about it?"

Qing Qingli blushed, his business was simply scraped together, he saw that the blood-stained bell was for him, and he didn't plan to use it anymore, anyway, he wouldn't do this job again in the future. The bell ended up in Chaozi's pocket.

Pushing open the door, Zha Wenbin discovered that the village was covered in thick fog at night, and the flashlight could not get much light through. Following the instructions of the villagers, they determined the location and walked slowly towards the house where the corpse was parked. Slowly touched the past. . . . . .