Black Cat Mansion: Book of Paranormal Events

Chapter 171 Ghost Repair
Ai Qing on the other end of the phone pursed her lips immediately when she heard the word "ask for advice". A word, could it be that you have encountered some problems with spells?"

Ai Qing's family belongs to the branch of Tianshiyiyi. They specialize in spells and are called conjurers.

However, the talisman is unpredictable, and there are usually very few people in the clan who can make achievements, so this line has always been withered, and Ai Qing is almost the only one left, but she is now completely crippled. , It is impossible to draw a powerful spell at all, and it becomes a knowledge of nothing.

"Recently, a black stone engraved with Ksitigarbha's eyes-closed dharma body was found in Qilin City. Several elders in the guild thought it was written by your Ai family. Do you know what kind of ghost is suppressed under this black stone?"

Hearing the words of Ksitigarbha's closed eyes, Ai Qing immediately frowned and said nothing, she thought for a long time and sighed softly: "I have seen some records in my father's notes.

There was once a Taoist cultivator who was obsessed with sorcery, in order to absorb human souls for cultivation, extract human blood to make alchemy, and endanger one party. At that time, several Taoist sects joined forces to strangle him. I never thought that he could cultivate his soul to be immortal, and his soul took the road of ghost cultivation. , continue to harm one side.

60 years ago, my father and several Taoist seniors met the man who had just appeared in the retreat, and together they were able to overwhelm the man. My father used his half-length cultivation base to draw the Ksitigarbha closed-eyed image and sealed him. The cellar In fact, it is the place where the center of the earth is located, and its righteousness is awe-inspiring. Sealing it in it can greatly weaken its strength.

According to my father's records, it only takes a hundred years to completely refine it, dust to dust, dust to dust. "

As Ai Qing spoke, she suddenly remembered something, and her tone became anxious, "You suddenly asked me this, is there something wrong with that seal?"

Wu Yan turned around and looked at the black stone with the lock. At this moment, the boulder was still fighting non-stop, the sound of impact was endless, and there was a possibility of breaking out at any time.

"I'm afraid the seal won't last long. Someone deliberately awakened the ghost underneath. Do you have more detailed records about this ghost?" Wu Yan said truthfully, and finally said: "Xiao Ai was also involved in the in."

"I see. I'll send you the file later."

Ai Qing hung up the phone, called her aunt in, and pushed the wheelchair to the study. Ever since Yan Xiaoai's father died, she had never entered this study, whether it was the books inside or the information about the study. Memories are too good, so good that I can't help but want to cry when I recall them.

The books in the study room were dusty, and a smell of dust wafted out as soon as the door was opened. Ai Qing coughed twice, and when the smell dissipated, she directed her aunt to push her to a bookshelf. They were all kinds of notes and letters, a large part of which came from her father. She quickly searched through a pile of notebooks. There were not many materials, and most of them were scattered records. Ai Qing took pictures one by one. Send all of them to Wuyan.

Clicking on the information sent by Ai Qing, just as Wu Yan was about to read it, Yan Xiaoai rushed in panting, seeing Wu Yan immediately said: "Er Fatty, Er Fatty is dead. Before he died, he said that someone Asked him to give us tickets to the Halloween ball, but unfortunately I didn't find out who it was."

(End of this chapter)