When Jiang Yin spoke, the villagers began to whisper one by one. After a few breaths, Wang Baishun cupped his fists again and saluted:
"Back to Immortal Master, there has never been a case of missing bodies, but... about five years ago, a strange thing happened after Wang Saner died in our village."
"Oh? What's the matter?"
After hearing Jiang Yin's question, Wang Baishun did not dare to hide it and immediately told the whole story.
"Five years ago, shortly after Wang San's death, a foreigner came to the village. He said that he was a wandering Taoist priest and could save Wang San for free."
"At that time, we saw that he was very sincere and could not refuse, so we cooperated with him to perform a ritual for Wang San."
"I remember that we were all frightened at the time, because at the funeral ceremony, all of us heard the voice of the dead Wang San, which was a shrill scream."
"The Taoist priest said that he was helping Wang San wash away all his sins so that he could find a good family in the next life."
"After the ritual was completed, the Taoist priest left. Nothing strange happened after that, so everyone slowly forgot about it."
"Now that I think about it, it seems that not long after, the children in the village began to behave abnormally. Master Immortal, is the illness of the children related to the Taoist priest?"
The more Wang Baishun talked, the more excited he became, because now that he talked about it, he also discovered some flaws.
The same was true for other villagers. They began to whisper to each other for a while, with expressions of surprise and horror on their faces.
However, Jiang Yin did not answer him directly, but continued to ask: "Do you still remember the appearance of that Taoist priest?"
As soon as these words came out, the villagers suddenly became quiet, seeming to be thinking about the figure of the Taoist priest.
After a moment, Wang Baishun said: "I only remember that the man was about thirty years old and about the same size as me."
"I can't remember the rest."
Immediately afterwards, descriptions came one after another from the crowd.
"The man had a little goatee on his chin."
"And he was wearing a yellow robe."
"He uses a mahogany sword."
"He also had a bell."
Everyone was talking to each other, and everyone seemed to remember some characteristics.
The peach wood sword he held indicates that it is Taoist.
The soul-suppressing spirit you get is mostly used to calm the soul so that you can drive it. It is also Taoist.
The yellow Taoist robe is still Taoist.
Based on this speculation, it is most likely that he is a Taoist priest from Maoshan. He is about the same height as Wang Baishun, which means he is a little shorter than himself and has a small goatee.
After putting the whole thing together, Jiang Yin already had a vague figure in his mind.
"Okay, I understand, then do you know Wang San's birthday and horoscope?"
When Wang Baishun heard Jiang Qing ask about Wang San's birthday, he quickly turned to look at an old woman in the crowd.
The old woman also walked out tremblingly, "Wang San is my husband, and I know his birthday and horoscope."
Jiang Yin immediately took out the pen and ink from his arms and wrote Wang San's birth date on a piece of yellow paper. Then he ordered Wanda: "Commander Wan, help me prepare some white candles and some fragrance."
"good!"
Wanda immediately ordered his men to prepare things, and then asked: "Does the Immortal Master have a solution?"
Jiang Yin shook his head and said: "I'm just going to summon Wang San's soul to see if I can find some clues. But as I said before, these souls have probably lost their consciousness long ago, and I'm afraid they may not be able to find any useful clues." clue."
Hearing the conversation between the two, some timid villagers' legs and feet trembled and they almost sat on the ground. After all, ordinary people are extremely afraid of these things.
Wanda and the guards behaved relatively calmly. After all, they had seen ghosts before, let alone just a ghost.
At night, Jiang Yin lit three sticks of incense and three candles. He took another bowl and placed the yellow paper with Wang San's birth date in it. Finally, he pinched half of the white candle and lit it in the bowl, making a simple The soul-inducing lamp.
Holding the soul-drawing lamp in hand, he chanted the soul-drawing spell. When the spell fell, half of the white candle in the bowl slowly floated until it rose into the air.
It's strange to say that although there is a breeze blowing, the flames of the white candles in the air are as motionless as a still picture, which makes everyone marvel.
After about half a cup of tea, the flame suddenly turned to one side, pointing in the direction of the village entrance like an arrow.
Although no one at the scene understood it, they also understood that the direction the flames must be pointing was Wang San's soul.
The sounds of swallowing and increasingly heavy breathing could be heard from the crowd.
After a few more breaths, the white candle slowly fell down and returned to the bowl. At this time, the candle had just burned out. The remaining wick tilted and fell into the bowl, and lit the yellow paper with Wang San's birthday and eight characters written on it. Burnt to a crisp.
Jiang Yin looked carefully and saw that the soul that came was an old man who looked to be in his seventies, with a stooped body, dull eyes, and an expressionless face.
He walked straight to the bowl and looked at it, then turned to look at the white candle and absorbed it greedily.
Under his absorption, others could only see the white candle disappearing rapidly until it was completely extinguished.
Wang San, who was still unfinished, turned his head to the side and inhaled the fragrance completely in a few mouthfuls.
Jiang Yin silently watched him finish everything, but Wang San turned around and was about to leave.
"You've eaten, and you want to leave now?"
Hearing this, Wang San did not move, but slowly turned his head to the back. After sizing up Jiang Yin, he turned his head again to leave.
"Hmph, if you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."
After Jiang Yin finished speaking, he pinched out the magic formula in his hand and recited a mantra in his mouth at the same time:
"The talisman orders you!"
"Hundred ghosts obey!"
"Whoever dares to violate the rules!"
"Thunder Ax will not tolerate it!"
"Hurry as the law dictates!"
This is the ghost-controlling spell in the ghost-controlling way. It can control ghosts. If it can be matched with the ghost-controlling flag, it can also control evil ghosts and even fierce ghosts.
Although Wang San has been dead for five years, his ghost has been controlled by others, and he has not benefited from the absorbed energy, so he can still be regarded as the lowest-level ghost.
As soon as the Ghost Controlling Curse came out, Wang San seemed to be pinched by an invisible big hand, unable to move at all.
"Oh ah"
Wang San let out a painful scream, which was like a thunderous explosion in the already nervous crowd, scaring many people into screaming.
Especially the villagers, who were so frightened when they heard such a creepy sound coming out of thin air, that they huddled together and looked around.
"Tell me, who are you working for?"
Jiang Yin once again put pressure on Wang San, trying to force him to reveal the person behind the scenes, but although Wang San was in great pain, his empty eyes and dull face never changed at all.
It seemed that he had indeed lost consciousness completely. Jiang Yin felt a little regretful, but he still lifted the spell on him.
Wang San was freed, and he still staggered towards the village entrance like a wooden man, without fear or hatred, as if he was just a machine.
Looking at Wang San walking away, Jiang Yin felt helpless. It seemed that it was impossible to get these ghosts to reveal the person behind the scenes.
Seeing Jiang Yin put away his Taoist skills, Wanda stepped forward and tentatively said, "Master Immortal, how are you doing?"
Jiang Yin shook his head, "Well, as I expected, these ghosts no longer have any sense of autonomy. They are completely machines. It is impossible to say anything."
"Now what?"
Chu Xia also spoke eagerly, and then pointed to a child in a woman's arms and said, "Look, that child will probably be three years old soon. If we can't catch that person by then, wouldn't it be..."
Chu Xia did not continue speaking, but everyone understood what she meant, and everyone had a look of helplessness and sympathy on their faces.
Jiang Yin looked in the direction pointed by Chu Xia and saw a young woman in her mid-twenties holding a child in her arms.
The child looks white and fat, in good health, with an innocent smile on his face.
Jiang Yin's eyes lit up, and he quickly came to the woman and said eagerly: "Madam, how old is your child?"
The young woman looked flustered and frightened. She didn't know what Jiang Yin wanted to do, but she still had to bite the bullet and said: "Back to the immortal master, I, my daughter will be three years old in half a month."
"Very good!"
Jiang Yin looked very happy after hearing this, which made everyone confused.
The person behind the scenes has not yet been found. If the child reaches three years old, wouldn't the ghost of Wang San come to absorb the energy and spirit again? Why is he still so happy?
"Master? Do you have a solution?"
Chu Xia also looked at Jiang Yin with confusion.
However, Jiang Yin also expressed his thoughts later.
"Everyone's eyes are opened before they are three years old, so many children can see many things that ordinary people cannot see."
"However, on your third birthday, the Eye of Heaven will close, and at the same time, the brain will automatically erase most of the memories before the age of three."
"And in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, these things will come to absorb the essence of the children after they close their heavenly eyes."
"Oh, I understand Master, what you mean is to use this child as bait to lure that Wang San here. After he absorbs the energy spirit, he will definitely send the energy spirit back to the people behind the scenes. In that way, we You can just follow the clues, right?"
After listening to Chu Xia's words, everyone suddenly realized.
However, the woman holding the child stepped forward with an anxious look on her face and asked: "Master Immortal, is there no other way? If...if this happens, will my child..."
"Do not worry!"
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yin interrupted her and said: "The purpose of my trip is to find a way to help you and save you. Although the child may be weak for a day or two after being absorbed by the spirit, he only needs a rest. It’ll be fine.”
"Other children are so serious because they have been absorbing their energy and spirit all year round. Otherwise, they would be far from reaching this level."
After listening to Jiang Yin's words, the woman nodded in agreement very sensibly, "That's good, that's good. It's her blessing that my child can make some contributions to everyone."
Jiang Yin nodded, asked about the specific birth time of the child, and then left with everyone.
"Master Immortal, will the ghost of Wang San definitely come that day?"
On the way, Wanda asked worriedly.
"He will definitely come, because the ghost is extremely sensitive to these things, and now Wang San is like a machine, only completing tasks mechanically, so he will definitely come."
