Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 298 Wangxiang Terrace

"In the vast darkness, there are many diamond mountains. The infinite light of the spiritual treasure shines on the flaming pool. The sinful souls of the Nine Netherworlds are accompanied by fragrant clouds and banners. Three lamps cover the lotus, and the souls return to the world. - Urgent like a law!"

As Ding Ermiao kept reciting the mantra, a little fluorescent light appeared in the square holes of the copper coins above Wang Xiang's head and shoulders, floating two or three inches in the air, spinning constantly!
The moonlight and fluorescence complement each other, making Wang Xiang's face look strange and strange.

This was the first time for Gu Qinglan to see Ding Ermiao perform the method of summoning souls. She was surprised and curious, and she also held onto the hope that Wang Xiang would come back to life. She looked very excited.

"Three souls and seven souls return to the skin, don't ask about the foreign country and the hometown - hurry like the law!"

When the three o'clock fluorescent light shined brightly, Ding Ermiao's hands suddenly closed together, the index fingers of both hands faced each other, and pointed at Wang Xiang's Yintang.

I saw Wang Xiang's body trembling slightly under the moonlight, and then returned to calm.Three fireflies suddenly went out, and three copper coins also fell from Wang Xiang's body.

"How's it going? Is the summoning successful?" Gu Qinglan asked nervously.

Ding Ermiao nodded and stood up: "Wang Xiang's three souls and seven souls have returned to his body. However, all functions of his body are gone, and he cannot survive. His body and soul are like one. Although strangers and strangers are forced to be together, they still cannot live together as husband and wife."

Gu Qinglan was immediately discouraged, and said: "Then you still go to such a big trouble, what are you doing calling the soul?"

"Hehe, the mountain people have their own tricks." Ding Ermiao laughed, took a paper talisman, walked behind Wang Xiang, and slapped it on the back of his head.

Suddenly, a shadow broke away from Wang Xiang's body, wandering in the moonlight...

"Xiang, Xiang...Uncle?" Gu Qinglan was shocked, took a step back, looked at the faint shadow and shouted.

That phantom is exactly the soul of Wang Xiang, the corpse exorcising craftsman.Under the moonlight, the eyebrows and eyes are clearly discernible, and they are still so innately wretched.However, his expression was very confused, his eyes were dull, like an Alzheimer's patient, staring at his corpse, not knowing what he was thinking.

Gu Qinglan tentatively took a step forward and called out softly: "Uncle Xiang, do you still recognize me? I am Gu Qinglan, Lan girl."

Wang Xiang's soul ignored it and still looked at his body in a daze.It was as if he was looking in the mirror in a daze, or as if he had found a long-lost brother. He was suddenly shocked and at a loss.

"Lan Yatou, it's useless, he's not awake yet." Ding Ermiao touched his chin and said to Gu Qinglan: "You know your death in three days, you know your burial in five days, and your soul goes to the Wangxiang Tower in seven days. Do you understand?"

"I don't understand..." Gu Qinglan shook her head blankly.

"When a person dies for the first time, his soul is very confused, just like Wang Xiang's current state. All actions are often unconscious. Therefore, after some people die, their souls will appear in familiar places, which is because they are confused. A little bit of memory came into play, and then I revisited my old place.”

Ding Ermiao coughed twice and continued to explain:
"Normally, it takes three days for the soul of the deceased to realize that he is dead. After five days, he realizes that his soul is separated from the body; after seven days, the soul goes to the Wangxiang Tower and looks back at the road to the world. , he will wake up completely, with tears streaming down his face...Wang Xiang is looking at his own body now, and he still can’t figure out who he is, and who this familiar-looking corpse is, so he is in a daze."

"So that's it... No wonder, in the days after my grandpa died, my grandma kept saying she saw him. I thought it was grandma's hallucination caused by grief." Gu Qinglan murmured to herself, After sighing for a while, he asked again:
"Then... Uncle Xiang is in a state of dementia now. How do you communicate with him?"

Ding Ermiao nodded, pinched his fingers and recited the incantation again, and hit Wang Xiang's soul with several soul-fixing incantations in succession.

The shadow gradually solidified and became a little three-dimensional.Then, as Ding Ermiao kept chanting the curse, Wang Xiang's soul finally fell to the ground, even dragging a short shadow under the moonlight.

Wang Xiang's facial expression gradually became more vivid, like a person waking up from sleepwalking.

Ding Ermiao saw that it was almost done, stopped his posture, and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Holy shit, am I dead?" Wang Xiang's soul came to his senses completely. He uttered a curse word first, then squatted down, stared at his own body, and pinched the corpse with his hands.

"Uncle Xiang?" Gu Qinglan called out again: "Uncle Xiang, do you still know me? I'm Lan Yatou."

Wang Xiang turned around and suddenly grinned, his mouth and nose squeezed together: "Lan Yatou, why don't I recognize you? By the way, your grandfather, Old Man Jiang, is not with you today? Who is this young man? Your husband ah?"

Ding Ermiao chuckled, this Wang Xiang is interesting, this question is exactly what he wants.

"No, Uncle Xiang, this is a friend..." Gu Qinglan quickly changed the subject and said, "My grandpa passed away... last month. By the way, Uncle Xiang, why did you die here suddenly?"

"Your grandpa is gone?...I wonder if I can still find him if I go there?" Wang Xiang was stunned for a moment, then grinned again:
"Oh..., you just asked me why I died here? Oh, it's hard to explain. I rushed here after driving the corpse, and then I rested for a while, thinking of leaving at night. But when I got up to relieve myself at noon, my head was buzzing. I thought it was a cerebral hemorrhage. Before I died, I tied the two female corpses with a corpse whip... By the way, where are the five remaining zombies? Oh no, no! "

Gu Qinglan quickly comforted: "Uncle Xiang, don't worry, the five corpses have been found. Two of them got lost, ran down the mountain, were hit by a car, and were taken into the police station; the other two have become The corpse was burned by us; the other one was also subdued by us and placed not far in front."

"Yeah, Lan Yatou's skills have improved. She's so powerful that she can even deal with the zombies. It's amazing!" Wang Xiang said with slight surprise.

"It's not me, it's this friend." Gu Qinglan introduced to Wang Xiang: "This is a disciple of Maoshan, Ding Ermiao."

Wang Xiang floated over, circled around Ding Ermiao, and asked: "Maoshan disciples are good at what they do, and their future generations are to be feared... It seems that the one who captured my soul is also this little brother. Thank you very much." "

Ding Ermiao raised her eyebrows as a greeting.

"Uncle Xiang, there are two corpses here, and a tall and thin corpse over there. What should we do with these three?" Gu Qinglan asked.

"It's four." Ding Ermiao chuckled and pointed at Wang Xiang's body.

(End of this chapter)