Yuan Hong's eyes widened. Could it be that this girl is not only a medical genius, but also a master of metaphysics? !
Mu Xiyan opened her mouth in shock. At this moment, her worldview seemed to have collapsed!
Under the expectant looks of several people, the smoke slowly floated out the window, and then stopped. After it circled the ward a few times, it suddenly dissipated.
"Not good!" Jiang Ci's eyes darkened, and his handsome brows wrinkled slightly.
"Master, what's going on?!"
Xie Zhilan's heart tightened. Although she couldn't understand it, Jiang Ci didn't look good, so something might have happened.
Jiang Ci frowned: "Zhuhunyan can't find where his soul is."
"Is his soul gone?" Mu Xiyan exclaimed.
Only then did Xie Zhilan realize that he couldn't find the soul. Doesn't that mean the soul was gone?
She immediately despaired!
"No." Jiang Ci shook his head and explained: "The soul is still there, but it is trapped by something, so the soul chasing smoke cannot sense his soul."
Hearing what she said, Xie Zhilan breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time started to worry, "Master, is there really nothing we can do?"
"There is a way, it just requires a few drops of your blood."
"good."
Xie Zhilan picked up the fruit knife on the table and without hesitation made a cut on the tip of her finger. Blood immediately flowed out and dripped into the bowl.
Jiang Ci took out a soul-chasing talisman and clamped it on his fingertips, closing his eyes.
"Where can the wandering soul be left? With the blood of my relatives, I will return quickly - go!"
The talisman spontaneously ignited, and the three incense sticks were lit again, but just like last time, the smoke dissipated before it could float out.
Only Jiang Ci could see this scene.
After a while, when Jiang Ci opened his eyes again, his eyes were already covered with frost.
Jiang Ci sneered: "Soul-locking technique, that's it!"
"Soul Locking Technique, what is that?" Xie Zhilan asked in confusion.
"The Soul Locking Technique is a forbidden technique in Xuanmen. The caster can imprison a person's soul in a certain place forever, so that the soul cannot return to the body. Over time, the subject will lose himself forever."
Hearing this, the three of them took a deep breath.
Mu Xiyan's eyes widened in astonishment, "There is such a vicious spell?"
Xie Zhilan was horrified when she heard this, "Who is so cruel that he wants to kill our family?"
Jiang Ci: "If you want to use the Soul Locking Technique on a person, you must have something personal to him."
"You can think carefully about who can easily get your son's things without arousing your suspicion. Of course, if this thing is a voluntary gift from you, the effect will only be better."
"In other words, if your family goes bankrupt or something happens, who will benefit the most."
Her words were like thunder, exploding in Xie Zhilan's mind!
Xie Zhilan vaguely remembered that half a month ago, her brother's family suddenly came to Kyoto to visit her, and his brother's child, her nephew, Xie Yan, was about the same age as Xiao Jingheng, and he was not wearing Jingheng's clothes when he left. ?
She still remembered that the servant accidentally spilled tea on him that day. She said she was in a hurry and didn't bring a change of clothes.
Xie Zhilan thought that the two children were about the same age anyway, so she simply gave Xie Yan Xiao Jingheng's clothes to wear. She thought it was just a piece of clothing, so she didn't take it seriously.
Now think about it carefully, it was after that day that things started happening one after another at home.
Thinking of this, Xie Zhilan covered her face in pain.
She couldn't believe that her brother, who was close to her by blood, would be so cruel to her for profit.
"Master, is there any way to crack this? If possible, I am willing to pay any price, just to save my son."
Xie Zhilan looked at her son distressedly, her eyes extremely firm.
"It's just a soul-locking technique. It's not that serious. But I still need to prepare some things. I will be here within three days."
"He's fine now, don't worry." Jiang Ci pointed at Xiao Jingheng on the bed.
Although the soul-locking technique is a relatively advanced Xuanmen forbidden technique, it is not a problem at all for her Xuanmen ancestors!
However, the consciousness and cultivation of this body are too weak now. It is still a bit difficult to crack the soul unlocking technique. She needs to prepare some other things.
Xie Zhilan felt relieved after hearing what she said and thanked her repeatedly.
In fact, only Jiang Ci knew in her heart that even if it wasn't for Xiao Jingheng's merit, she would still solve this matter.
Mysterious masters who practice forbidden arts are collectively called evil cultivators.
Evil cultivators, as the name suggests, are those who rely on practicing some crooked and evil ways to gain spiritual power, and they do things that are harmful to nature.
Jiang Ci's expression turned cold.
Evil cultivators can be said to be the scum of the mystical master world. It would be a shame for such people to die!
As the ancestor of Xuanmen, she has the obligation to clean up the door.
…
Jiang Ci left the hospital and stopped a taxi on the side of the road.
As soon as we got in the car, the driver in front of us asked: "Little girl, where are you going?"
"No. 10, Wutong Street, Western Suburbs."
"Okay, sit tight!"
After the driver finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped steadily at the intersection of Wutong Street. After Jiang Ci paid the money and got out of the car, he walked towards a small alley.
It was still daytime at this moment, and the shops in the alleys were not open yet.
Jiang Ci came to the innermost store.
There are several bright wreaths placed outside the shop, and strings of yellow paper coins and gold ingots are hung on the door plaque. At the door, there is a pair of men and women in red and blue clothes with no eyeballs, two paper sticks. They are all handmade, with two strange blushes painted on the snow-white face, and the appearance is lifelike, like a living person.
Because the shop is at the very back of the alley, there is no sunlight coming in, which makes the whole shop look weird and quiet.
Jiang Ci came to the door of the store with a normal expression and raised his hand to knock on the door.
After a while, the door was opened from the inside, and a black-haired boy walked out of the store with squinted eyes. He looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, as if he had just woken up.
After seeing the person clearly, the young man's eyes suddenly lit up, "Sister Ci, why are you here!"
The boy's name is Chizhou. After his parents passed away in a car accident, he became the owner of this paper-making shop.
With a smile on his face, Chizhou asked kindly: "Sister Ci, what do you want to order this time? You can get whatever you want for free, don't be polite to me!"
Jiang Ci looked at him and said amusedly: "Get it for free? Do you specialize in loss-making business?"
Chizhou scratched his head in embarrassment, "Sister Ci, please stop teasing me. If it weren't for you, my paper-making shop would have disappeared long ago."
There are also taboos in the paper-making shop. For example, you cannot talk to the paper figures, and you must not draw eyes on the paper figures, because once the eyes are added to the paper figures, which are stained with human essence, they will become too human-like and easily suffer. If you are obsessed with some lonely ghosts, once you are possessed by them, you will easily get into trouble.
