This method will not offend anyone on the surface, but it will also allow the bad guys to receive the punishment they deserve.
I made up my mind and said to Wu Yingxue: "Sister Xiaoxue, I have to take care of this matter, but don't worry, I have my own way and will never put myself or others in danger."
The way Wu Yingxue looked at me changed: "You...what do you want to do?"
I pursed my lips and smiled in a pretentious manner: "Don't worry about this. In short, you will definitely be unaware of it."
Under her probing gaze, I got up, got dressed, and went out to say hello to Cao Dayong. After breakfast, we went downstairs together and took a taxi to Fengshan Cemetery in Yuncheng.
As the name suggests, the Fengshan Cemetery resembles a phoenix spreading its wings. It is said to have excellent feng shui and is a VIP-level cemetery in Yuncheng.
It is said that buying a palm-sized cemetery costs hundreds of thousands.
Along the way, I also learned about Yao Chunli’s family background from Cao Dayong.
Her family is on the outskirts of Yuncheng, and her ancestors have been farmers for generations. With her family's conditions, she simply cannot afford to buy a cemetery in Fengshan Cemetery.
"This piece of land was compensated by the magician to Xiao Yao, and he also paid a large sum of money to Xiao Yao's parents." Cao Dayong said angrily.
The more the magician gives away land as compensation, the more it proves that there is something wrong with him.
Cao Dayong wanted to pursue the truth and give justice to Yao Chunli, but Yao Chunli's parents advised him not to meddle in his own business.
"A bunch of money-minded bastards. They are not worthy of being Xiao Yao's family... Unfortunately, I am just her boyfriend. If I were her husband, I would have..."
He clenched his fists angrily, and the veins on his forehead bulged one by one.
Early?
With his bravery, he might have been plotted to death long ago.
I asked him to calm down, not knowing the whole story, and not to curse at every turn. This is wrong.
Just like when he called me a bastard, it was all based on imagination without any substantive evidence.
As a result, I was slapped in the face and had to ask me for help.
Cao Dayong was silenced by me, and he became much quieter as expected.
When we arrived at the cemetery, he took me up the hill with a bouquet of champagne roses in his arms, and stopped in front of a tombstone.
"The tomb of my beloved daughter Yao Chunli..." I looked at the photo on the tombstone and couldn't help but sigh in my heart. She was only 22 years old, and it was the golden age that had just begun in her life. This lovely girl passed away so mysteriously.
Cao Dayong presented a bouquet of flowers, half-knelt on the ground, pouted and kissed the ceramic photo on the tombstone.
"Xiao Yao, I came to see you. I also brought a god...ahem, a master. If you have any grievances, just tell them!"
I looked at this scene and got goosebumps all over my body.
Then I told him to stop being numb and start driving quickly so as not to delay my progress.
I drove Cao Dayong aside. Although he was about 1.8 meters tall, he seemed to be a lot shorter in front of me. He stood aside with his hands lowered, like a primary school student being scolded.
I was too lazy to answer him, so I knelt down and laid out the incense burner, tributes, and things I had brought with me for inviting souls. Then I started lighting incense and candles, and melted a few pieces of yellow paper.
Next, you should recite the mantra to open the altar and the mantra to invite immortals.
I have never opened an altar, nor have I seriously invited immortals, but I have watched my grandma do it.
Before reciting the incantation, she would cover her face with a piece of blue cloth, sit on a stool or on the ground, and keep patting her knees with both hands. As she recited the incantation, her whole body would twitch uncontrollably, as if she was having epilepsy. Can communicate with immortals, or go to the underworld to retrieve the soul.
The thought of me whipping and slapping myself like this in front of others made me cringe with embarrassment.
When I was hesitating, the ghost fairy suddenly wiped my earlobe and flashed by: "You are not enlightened, so you can skip this step."
I felt relieved, looked to my side with gratitude, and then boldly recited the altar-opening incantation.
"Spiritual charms turned into rivers and seas, fragrances swayed to respond to the heaven and earth, gods and Buddhist scriptures filled the sky, and when I responded, thousands of voices opened up..." The mantra is very long. I chanted it patiently and slowly, and matched it with a specific accent, and it sounded quite good. Something like that.
When I read the last sentence, with a blink of an eye, I seemed to really see a flash of purple light in the incense burner, and the smoke was entangled and turned into the shape of a lotus.
Seeing this, I knew that there was a magic spell to open the altar, so I chanted the magic spell to invite the immortal in one breath.
"I respectfully invite the generals on the altar to stand on the nine stars to show their power. Thirty-six fierce generals and thousands of troops are coming. Five rampant soldiers and horses are marching forward to exorcise evil spirits and kill ghosts to smooth the road."
"The black flag and the divine soldiers protect each other, the white flag carries swords and follows on both sides, the yellow flag sits in the military camp, the red flag holds a whip and makes thunder, and the green flag wards off disasters and brings blessings..."
This is the order of my troops, with a general in charge.
There are thirty-six battalions below, each with a strong general.
One of them is a team of five warriors and horses, and the other thirty-five are according to the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, which correspond to white, green, black, red, and yellow soldiers and horses. Each color has seven teams of soldiers and horses.
I can't command these thirty-six fierce generals and teams yet, but this is how the formula is taught, and I have to finish reciting it.
Everything went smoothly, but when I read the last two sentences, the candles in front of me suddenly dimmed.
There was obviously no wind around, but the flame seemed to be suppressed by something and was about to go out. With quick eyesight and quick hands, I grabbed a handful of salted tea, rice and beans prepared in advance and sprinkled it on it.
"Suppress!" I gave the order. Cao Dayong and I saw with our own eyes that the weak flames suddenly jumped up, reflecting Yao Chunli's tombstone red.
"So...so amazing." Cao Dayong was dumbfounded and couldn't help but marvel.
I felt a little overwhelmed by his compliment, but I still looked around with vigilance on my face.
The gust of wind just now came out of nowhere, I guess there was something interfering with it.
I signaled Cao Dayong to stop talking, and then grabbed a few rice grains and gave them to him: "If you feel something is wrong later, just throw the rice grains out. Do you understand?"
Cao Dayong swallowed nervously: "Understood!"
I looked around to make sure there was nothing wrong, and then I continued to chant for her.
"The deceased Yao Chunli committed suicide, and there were so many injustices that it is difficult to describe them all..."
I compiled Yao Chunli's story into a song and sang it to the immortal family, and then I also sang the things I wanted to solve in the lyrics.
"I suffered hardships in life, my soul is incomplete after death, I have no way to suffer in the afterlife, and there is no way to take revenge. The Immortal family is thinking of their suffering and brings their souls to resolve their grievances. Disciple, I sincerely invite you. The Immortal family is coming soon!"
I grabbed a handful of rice and threw it towards the incense burner and tombstone in front of me.
At this moment, this rice is a medium that can open the door of the underworld and pave a way for the immortal family and the souls of the dead.
Maybe Yao Chunli was invited up, but I suddenly felt that the temperature around me had dropped by more than ten degrees, and it was so cold that my upper and lower jaws trembled.
Even Cao Dayong covered his arms and felt a little cold.
After about a minute or two, the candlelight in front of me started to flicker and beat like crazy, and a very scary face suddenly appeared in my mind!
It was torn apart, bloody and bloody, one eyeball was squeezed flat, and the other eyeball hung protrudingly outside the orbit, with almost no good piece of flesh...
I almost blacked out and almost fainted: "I know you landed on your face, you don't have to tell me in this way..."
I asked her to change her face to a nice one and come meet me again.
But in the mind, there is always this bloody face, which makes people unable to look directly.
Feeling anxious, I grabbed a handful of rice and raised my wrist: "I'm here to help you. If you keep doing this, believe it or not, I will accept you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Yao Chunli shed tears of blood, raised her chin desperately, and brought her mouth to me.
I was so frightened that I almost couldn't hold it back and threw the rice away.
At this time, a cold touch grasped my wrist in time, and Guixian stopped me: "Stop..."
