A group of people rushed to Uncle Li's house. At this time, Uncle Li's family was waiting anxiously in the yard. When they saw Awen and Aqiu walking into the yard, they hurriedly came forward to greet them.
"Isn't Ajiu here?"
Uncle Li stretched his neck and looked behind everyone, but did not see Uncle Jiu's figure, with a look of disappointment on his face.
"Uncle, my master still has something to do. He asked two of us brothers to come over. He said that your matter is easy to solve. All you need to do is hang this Bagua mirror in the bedroom."
Awen explained patiently.
Uncle Li was a little skeptical. He had seen Uncle Jiu cast spells to suppress demons. The process was extremely complicated. Now that something like this happened to their house, it must be haunted, but they only brought a Bagua mirror. Is this really useful?
"Then...Did Ah Jiu tell me what unclean things there are in our house?"
Uncle Li's wife stepped forward and asked.
"Master said, maybe the new house you built has attracted some unclean things, but this thing shouldn't be particularly vicious, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as moving you two elders from the bed to the ground."
Ah Qiu's words were rather vague, but everyone understood what he meant. The ghost that caused trouble in Uncle Li's house should be a kind one, otherwise people would die.
After listening to his words, Uncle Li's family felt a little relieved, so they asked Aqiu and Awen to help them install the Bagua Mirror in the bedroom.
Zhang Ze and others were watching, and Zhang Feng asked: "Brother, can a mirror drive away ghosts?"
"It should be possible, otherwise Uncle Jiu wouldn't have asked Awen to bring the mirror." Zhang Ze replied.
After Awen and Aqiu installed the mirror, they said goodbye to Uncle Li's family.
In order to express his gratitude, Uncle Li specially caught a rooster from home and asked Awen and Aqiu to take it back to Uncle Jiu.
Awen chuckled: "Great, we have chicken to eat tonight!"
A group of people bid farewell to Uncle Li and returned to Yizhuang. Awen and Aqiu were happy with their roosters, but Zhang Ze and others were a little disappointed because they did not get merit points.
"Strange, why didn't we get merit points?"
Xiaoniao Yiren frowned, a little unhappy.
"Maybe it's because we didn't do anything." Tian Tian's melancholy analysis said: "Uncle Jiu brought out the Bagua Mirror, Awen and Aqiu helped hang the mirror, but we didn't contribute at all, so there is no merit value."
Yiye Zhiqiu also nodded and said: "You should be right about what you said. We were not involved in the whole thing, so naturally we have no credit, so there is no merit value."
Everyone nodded, feeling that their analysis made sense.
"Next time something like this happens to kill demons, we have to actively participate." The Dragon King curled his lips and said.
"But we don't know anything, how can we participate?" Little Princess Money spread her hands, looking helpless.
"Perhaps, we can learn some Taoist techniques from Uncle Jiu, so that we can also help." Moonlight Rabbit suggested.
He moved the knife without emotion but shook his head: "I'm afraid not. As far as I know, Taoism is very strict in accepting disciples. They don't accept everyone, especially female disciples, and they don't accept disciples easily."
"Then what should I do?" Moonlight Rabbit said with a bitter face.
Zhang Ze said: "I don't think you need to worry, there will definitely be a chance to gain merit points."
A group of people returned to Yizhuang. Zhang Ze went to visit Uncle Jiu and told Uncle Jiu what happened when he buried his mother and son as ghosts.
Uncle Jiu felt very surprised, because this kind of situation had never happened before, but he analyzed that it was probably because the mother and son Zhang Ze encountered had deep resentment, so ordinary handling methods could not completely resolve it.
"Actually, I also find this matter very strange."
"I have been running a charity house for so many years, and I rarely encounter mother-child ghosts at night. But you met such a powerful mother-child ghost as soon as you came here. Is there any connection between this?"
Uncle Jiu was pacing back and forth on the ground with his hands behind his back, a thoughtful look on his face. Zhang Ze did not disturb him.
After a while, Uncle Jiu looked at Zhang Ze and said, "Let's do this. I'll give you something. If you encounter monsters like the mother-child ghost again, use it to drive them away."
After saying that, he walked to the cabinet next to him and took out a palm-sized copper bell and handed it to Zhang Ze.
"This copper bell is usually stuffed with cloth to prevent it from making noise. If you encounter an evil thing, just take out the cloth and shake it, and the evil spirits will disperse."
Zhang Ze took the exorcism bell and thanked Uncle Jiu repeatedly.
He felt a little more at ease now, at least now he would have some ability to protect himself if he encountered danger again.
A peaceful day passed. On the second day, everyone got up and ate in the dining room. Suddenly, Uncle Li's son hurried to Yizhuang and shouted loudly to find Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Jiu walked out of the study and asked the other party what happened.
Zhang Ze and others also put down their bowls and chopsticks and ran out to watch the excitement. They saw Uncle Li's son with a face full of panic and a cry in his voice. He was obviously frightened.
"Uncle Jiu, you must save our family!"
Seeing Uncle Jiu, Uncle Li's son knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.
"What's going on? Speak slowly!"
Uncle Jiu frowned and helped Uncle Li's son up.
The situation of Uncle Li's son showed that the matter was serious, and his expression became serious.
"Yesterday, you asked Awen and Aqiu to hang a Bagua mirror in our bedroom. Our family was relieved and went to bed early at night. But who knew that this morning, our family was moved to another room again? In the yard!”
"Not only that, we have blood written on our bodies! Take a look!"
After saying that, Uncle Li's son did not care about the presence of others and directly opened his clothes to reveal his upper body. Everyone gasped when they saw it!
I saw blood marks scratched with something unknown on his body. These blood marks were connected together to form one word, death!
"Master, what's going on? The Bagua Mirror doesn't work!"
Ah Qiu asked in a confused voice in Uncle Jiu's ear.
Uncle Jiu walked up to Uncle Li's son, carefully observed his wounds, and touched his wounds with his fingers.
There was still blood on the wound that had not dried up. Uncle Jiu dipped a little of it with his finger, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it.
"It smells wrong, it's really a ghost!"
Uncle Jiu's eyes narrowed, his gaze sharp, and he said in a deep voice: "Take me to your house to see you!"
"well!"
Uncle Li's son was immediately overjoyed and quickly led the way for Uncle Jiu, and everyone followed behind.
As soon as he arrived at Uncle Li's house, Uncle Jiu frowned. He carefully inspected Uncle Li's newly built house, then walked to the bedroom to check his Bagua mirror.
It turned out that the Bagua Mirror was broken!
"It seems I underestimated the ghost in this house!"
Uncle Jiu hummed and asked Awen and Aqiu to take down the Bagua mirror and take it away.
A broken mirror has no function of suppressing demons, and there is no point in hanging it there.
"Tonight, I will catch ghosts myself!"
With these words, Uncle Jiu led everyone back to Yizhuang and began to prepare the supplies needed to catch ghosts tonight.
"Uncle Jiu, we also want to help together."
Zhang Ze and others felt that this was a good opportunity to earn merit points, so they volunteered and expressed their wish to join.
"If you didn't tell me, I would still look for you."
Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "It's easier to drive away ghosts than to catch them. Some ghosts are particularly cunning and will hide when they see something bad going on. Even if I force them to show up, they will still escape."
"The ghost in Uncle Li's house is not simple. Even if it is driven away by me, it will still come back to harm people, so we must catch it!"
"But it might be difficult for us three masters to catch it alone, so I want you to come and help."
"No problem! What should we do?" Zhang Ze asked.
"I will tell you in the evening." Uncle Jiu did not say it directly, but kept it secret.
At dusk, Uncle Jiu rushed to Uncle Li's house with everyone, bringing the ghost hunting supplies.
"Uncle Li, you and your family should take shelter outside the house to avoid getting hurt."
Uncle Jiu asked Uncle Li and his family to leave, because when hunting ghosts, once the ghosts are cornered, they are likely to kill the mortals around them.
"Alas."
Uncle Li nodded repeatedly. Uncle Ninth's ability to eliminate demons was obvious to everyone, so it was right to listen to his words.
Soon, Uncle Jiu and his three disciples, as well as Zhang Ze and others were left in the room.
Everyone helped arrange the altar table and dojo. Uncle Jiu said to Aqiu: "Aqiu, give the ink buckets to Aluo and the others and tell them how to use them."
"Yes, Master."
After hearing Uncle Jiu's instructions, Aqiu immediately took out many ink fountains from the big cloth bag and distributed them to everyone.
The so-called ink fountain is actually a white thread dipped in "ink" made from cinnabar.
It is said that the ink fountain was invented by Lu Ban. It is not only a tool for carpenters to work, but also a powerful tool to ward off ghosts and evil spirits.
"Pull the thread from the ink bucket to block the demons..."
Ah Qiu demonstrated how to use the ink fountain. The method was very simple. Zhang Ze and others learned it after watching it once.
"Wait a while, I will force the ghost out of this room. It is no match for me and will definitely escape."
Uncle Jiu put on a yellow Taoist robe and said to Zhang Ze and others with a serious expression: "When the time comes, you must use the ink fountain to trap it. Don't let it escape."
"As long as you trap him, I can subdue him."
Uncle Jiu emphasized: "Remember, don't be touched by ghosts. Be careful if they get on you. You will be in trouble then."
Zhang Ze and the other boys nodded, but the girls were a little nervous.
This time catching ghosts was different from the previous one on the 33rd level of the Demon Realm. That time they had weapons and equipment, could use skills, and were not afraid of ghosts.
But now they have nothing but the ink fountain in their hands... Is this thing really useful?
"Don't be afraid. If a ghost really comes out, we men will go first!" The giant god said to the girls: "If a ghost comes out, you are here to help."
"If this operation is successful, we should all gain merit points, so everyone should work hard!"
Everyone encourages each other and is prepared to face the following challenges.
When everything was ready, Uncle Jiu ordered Awen and Aqiu to protect him, and he started to catch ghosts.
I saw him standing in front of the altar table, kneading sutras with one hand and holding the yellow paper with the other, chanting: "The essence returns to heaven, the spirit returns to earth, the flesh returns to earth, the blood returns to water, the bones return to stone, the hair returns to grass... Get up!"
boom!
Yellow paper spontaneously combusts without fire!
Uncle Jiu shook the yellow paper to let it burn fully, then threw it into a porcelain bowl filled with water and stirred it with his fingers.
Soon, the clear water turned into black water.
Uncle Jiu picked up the bowl, threw it towards the ground, and splashed the water in the bowl.
Surprisingly, the water stain on the ground turned out to be a human figure!
Uncle Jiu shouted in a low voice: "You are so bold, you must surrender quickly!"
The human-shaped water stain actually stood up from the ground and rushed out of the house!
"Still want to escape?"
Uncle Jiu picked up a talisman from the altar table, looked at the human-shaped water stain, shook his hand, and the talisman was accurately attached to it.
"ah!"
A scream rang out, and the human-shaped water stain began to twist, and then there was a splash, and it turned into black water again and fell to the ground.
"Master, that monster has escaped!"
Awen saw Uncle Jiu's spell also falling on the ground and said hurriedly.
Uncle Jiu said in a deep voice: "It can't run away! Look at the ground, it will leave footprints!"
When everyone took a look, they saw that a row of shallow footprints appeared on the ground, moving towards the door.
"Aluo, use the ink fountain to trap it, don't let it escape!"
Uncle Jiu shouted to Zhang Ze and others, and everyone took action immediately, pulled the thread out of the ink fountain, and surrounded them in the direction of the footprints.
"Boss Titan, block the door and don't let it escape!"
Zhang Ze shouted to the giant god: "Dragon King, Zhiqiu and I will surround it without emotion!"
There are exactly four of them. If one of them holds one position, the monster will not be able to escape.
Tian Tian's melancholy asked worriedly: "The monster won't jump out of your encirclement, will it?"
Uncle Jiu shook his head and said: "No, I have wet its body with water, and it can't leave the ground."
After listening to Uncle Jiu's words, everyone felt relieved and concentrated on containing the monsters.
The demon was very afraid of the ink fountain in the hands of Zhang Ze and others. As soon as it saw the thread in the ink fountain blocking its front, it ran away in another direction.
However, the house is so big, and Zhang Ze and others have already guarded four directions, so it has no way to escape.
It didn't take long for Zhang Ze and Dragon King to connect the lines of the ink pipes in their hands, and the area was reduced to one square meter. The ghost's footprints moved back and forth on the ground. Obviously, it had no way to escape.
"Uncle Jiu, we have trapped it!"
Zhang Ze turned around and shouted to Uncle Jiu.
Uncle Jiu picked up a Bagua mirror and pointed it at the demon ghost. In an instant, the demon ghost revealed its true form, which turned out to be a young man in ancient costume.
He looked panicked and was still looking for a way to escape.
Uncle Jiu picked up a small sword made of copper coins again, muttered something in his mouth, then bit his finger, smeared blood on the small sword, pointed at the man in ancient costume trapped by Zhang Ze and others, and shouted: "Go!"
Whoosh!
The small sword glowed with golden light and flew quickly towards the man in ancient costume.
The man in costume was obviously scared, and it actually begged for mercy: "Master, spare my life! I didn't harm anyone, I just wanted to scare them!"
Uncle Jiu made a seal, and the small sword stopped abruptly in front of the man in ancient costume.
"Speak clearly!" Uncle Jiu walked slowly up to the man in ancient costume and asked, "Why are you trying to scare this family?"
