Yin Shou Shu

Chapter 168 Six Ghosts Summoning Yin Technique

In the eerie and mysterious stone forest, porcelain white Bodhisattva statues of various sizes stand on a crude altar.

They smiled and looked at the boy in front of them.

Ran Qing's expression had become ferocious.

The evil ghost mask on the back of his head was shaking vividly.

The nails on the fingers hanging by the side are slowly growing longer.

A cold and violent aura emanated from the young man.

But there was a shrill laughter in the air, and those things were not afraid at all.

They seemed to be admiring the boy's angry expression, but also seemed to be deliberately provoking him.

Ran Qing only felt as if a lot of things were squeezed into his body, and the huge bloating feeling made his head feel like it was about to explode.

Anger and cold violent emotions surged wildly in his body, constantly attacking Ran Qing's consciousness.

Ran Qing's sanity was shaking like a candle in the wind, and it seemed that it could go out at any time.

But in the end, he gritted his teeth and expelled all the foreign objects that had squeezed into his body.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

These evil masters would not miss any opportunity to alienate him.

He wanted to use his body to devour the aliens.

I want to use his body to vent my anger.

After he had driven away all the evil masters with great difficulty, he felt exhausted as if his body had been overdrawn. He stood there in a cold sweat, his hands and feet weak and sore.

It's more tiring than fighting.

And those porcelain-white Buddha statues stood in the stone forest, watching him with a strange smile, and the laughter in the air became more and more harsh.

But Ran Qing had calmed down by now.

He sneered, "You want to trick me into destroying your shells, and then use the karma that will destroy your physical bodies to curse me? This kind of low-brow black magic can only fool brainless idiots."

The ghost walker was too familiar with the evil ways these evil creatures used to harm people, and Long Zongshu and Mo Li had previously explained to him the origin of this ghost Bodhisattva.

Although Ran Qing was not sure what was inside the shell of the Bodhisattva, this kind of evil thing had to rely on curses or other things to harm people.

It is difficult for them to directly kill people.

Not to mention that Ran Qing is also a ghost walker who specializes in defeating evil spirits.

After standing there and resting for a while, Ran Qing took out candles and incense sticks from his canvas bag and built a temporary altar on the spot.

The incense ashes from the ghost monk scattered around the ghost altar.

Ran Qing took out a bunch of red ropes and arranged them one by one on the edge of the Yin altar.

After opening the altar and lighting incense, Ran Qing took out a handful of origami and respectfully offered it on the Yin altar.

Then he glanced at the eerie, pale porcelain statues on the side and said, "Come and eat my incense again if you have the guts."

He opened the altar and lit incense again in front of this group of ghost Bodhisattvas.

But this time, he cut his finger with a knife and dripped a drop of blood on the incense candle.

When the blood dripped onto the flame, it made a sizzling sound.

The originally dim and flickering candle flame suddenly turned blood red and looked terrifying.

The blood-red color was so deep that it seemed to dye the surrounding stone pillars red.

Under the eerie and terrifying blood-red light, a strange and chilling wind came from underground and blew violently through the stone forest.

After receiving this drop of blood, Ran Qing's face turned even paler, as if he had lost a lot of energy and blood.

But he looked cold.

He fumbled in his canvas bag and pulled out a small drum made of witch skin.

thump—

The dull sound of drums spread through the stone forest, carrying with it a somewhat eerie and terrifying chill of murder.

Along with the drumbeats came Ran Qing's dark, hoarse whisper. "...At the third watch, I imitate the howling of ghosts. The fire in the altar of the underworld leads the way."

Ran Qing's eyes were cold, and his pale profile looked expressionless, like a dead person.

He struck the small drum three times, and the six paper butterflies enshrined in the Yin altar suddenly floated up gently under the influence of an invisible force.

But these six paper butterflies did not fly away, but instead circled around Ran Qing in a dull and strange manner.

Little red rope figures also came to life at the edge of the Yin altar.

They chirped and circled around Ran Qing, as if they were performing some kind of eerie ritual.

Ran Qing's pale profile became as terrifying as a ghost under the blood-red candlelight.

His shadow trembled and split silently in the red light.

Gradually, a second shadow split open under his feet.

But Ran Qing ignored it and continued to beat the small drum, making a hoarse growl.

"...The East invites the headless man, and the West welcomes the red-haired man."

"Three souls and six spirits have nowhere to go, six spirits and three souls give their lives back!"

Ran Qing growled and suddenly took out a mineral water bottle from his canvas bag. The bottle was filled with smelly black goat blood.

He opened the bottle cap and poured one-third of the goat's blood onto the ground, forming a small pool of blood.

The six paper butterflies flying around him were suddenly attracted by the blood, flew into the blood pool, and began to suck the blood.

The shadow behind Ran Qing split into six at some point.

The moment the six shadows saw the butterfly fall into the blood pool, they rushed over uncontrollably and disappeared into the blood pool.

When Ran Qing saw this scene, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

But this smile looked extremely eerie under the blood-red candlelight.

He looked back and found that the pale porcelain statues had disappeared silently.

Ran Qing withdrew his gaze, not surprised.

Anyway, his purpose of opening the Yintan and performing evil magic was not to target these ghost Bodhisattvas.

These ghost Bodhisattvas are just one of the sneaky and dangerous creatures in this stone forest.

Something else was causing trouble in the stone forest, causing him to be separated from his companions and even unable to find the path.

Fortunately, Ran Qing had already lit eight soul incense sticks by this time, and he could finally use some of the methods in "Witchcraft and Demonic Arts". The situation became dangerous and strange, and conventional soul summoning was no longer effective. He could only use more powerful but more costly evil magic.

Ran Qing remained indifferent as he watched the six paper butterflies struggling and squirming in the pool of blood.

In the end, the six paper butterflies disappeared in the blood.

And the pool of blood quickly dried up, as if it was sucked away by something.

Six dark red shadows slowly stood up in front of Ran Qing.

They have no faces, no bodies, and are as thin as paper.

Ran Qing tapped the small drum expressionlessly and said, "Go find other people."

With a whoosh, six shadows rushed in six different directions and quickly disappeared into the stone forest.

——The Six Ghosts Summoning Yin Technique.

Split your shadow into six parts and you can turn it into six ghost shadows.

This kind of ghost can bypass many restrictions and find the person they are looking for. If the person walking in the ghost has enough Yin energy, they can even let the ghost carry valuables.

It is somewhat similar to the legendary Five Ghosts Moving Technique.

But the Six Ghosts Summoning Technique is more comprehensive and more dangerous, and can even control six ghosts to kill people.

If the ghost is damaged or lost, it will cause damage to the person walking in the ghost, and the damage is almost irreversible...

At this time, under the blood-red candlelight, Ran Qing, who was standing next to the Yin altar, had disappeared.

He beat the small drum rhythmically, and as long as the drum didn't stop, the six ghosts wouldn't stop.

(End of this chapter)