The most important step in soul selection from ashes is to inject the selected ashes into the target baby’s skin to prepare for future soul selection.
This step is called spirit pressing, and the conditions are extremely strict. In addition to parents and relatives, only doctors and nurses who deliver babies can do it without attracting attention. Magic is also needed to ensure that the ashes are connected with the baby's bloodline, and at the same time ensure that no This will cause illness and arouse suspicion. Not just anyone can do it, but only magicians who have received the inheritance of the law.
I used the point-and-click method to screen out three key suspects from the files, and then further cross-verified the file information. Finally, I identified the suspect as a nurse named Ma Yanhong, and then found her employee file in the hospital.
The file shows that she is thirty-seven years old, but judging from the appearance in the photo, she must be at least fifty years old.
If a person's birth date is faked, then the following graduation school and family information cannot be true.
At this point, it is basically certain.
I transferred to the obstetrics treatment area and found Ma Yanhong on duty at the nurse station.
Judging from her appearance, she is not even thirty-seven years old, she is around thirty at most. She has an ordinary appearance and is well-dressed. She is conscientious in her work. Whenever there is a call from the ward, she will rush there in time and her attitude and tone are good. Incredible.
For such a nurse, both the mother and her family members have great trust in her, without any suspicion or suspicion.
The only thing that was special was that her hair was tied into a bun on the back of her head and tightly wrapped in black mesh.
This can effectively prevent hair from falling out.
While she was at the nurse's station, I pretended to be a family member of a pregnant woman who was preparing to be admitted to the hospital for delivery, and went over to say a few words.
She answered all my questions enthusiastically, asked about the situation of pregnant women carefully, and gave very considerate suggestions.
I thanked her for her enthusiasm and got three hairs.
Even bundling up my hair can’t stop a caring person like me.
On the contrary, it can be seen from this action that even if she knows magic, she doesn't know much about it.
Only those with a little knowledge would be afraid that their hair and nails would fall into the hands of other warlocks and be cast upon them.
Real warlocks all have their own self-protection methods that can restrain their essence and blood. The ordinary hair armor and skin blood are not enough to cast spells that can cause direct damage to their bodies.
If you want to use spells such as nightmare-suppressing spells on warlocks, you must either collect semen and blood, or raise an altar to perform rituals and perform large-scale rituals.
I originally picked her hair not to cast spells directly, but now that I saw it, I might as well give it a try.
After getting the hair, I immediately left the hospital, drove back to Falin Temple, returned the car to its original owner, and returned to the hotel room.
I still walked along the window. When I entered the room, I first looked at the incense stick on the window sill to make sure there was nothing wrong with it. Then I closed the window and turned off the incense. I made three things using the hair I collected and the file photos I found. I used the tail charm for tracking. Two Nightmare Souls used Kirito, and stabbed one of them three times in the back of the head with a needle.
These three blows will cause Ma Yanhong's head to sting for a short time, and to find out the cause, ordinary people may take painkillers and go to the hospital for examination, but the warlock will immediately check whether someone is cursed on him and try to solve it.
As long as she casts the spell, corresponding traces will appear on the tail spirit talisman, and I can confirm her roots.
After doing all this, it was almost early morning.
I took a nap on the bed with all my clothes on. I got up on time at four o'clock to practice Qi Zhan Zhuang. After my morning class, I took the morning bus back to Dahe Village.
When entering the village, Lao Cao, who had not been seen for several days, was wrapped in his coat and sitting in front of the police room window.
I went over to say hello, "Have you sobered up?"
Lao Cao glared at me with a stern face, "I won't be here for two days, so you just slap your nose in your face, right? Who said you won't fight with the Changxian Sect in the first place? You talk like a fart yourself, and you talk to me like a fart? Really? Do you think I won’t take advantage of you?”
I smiled and said, "What kind of trouble are you causing? I've been honest these past few days and haven't done anything."
Lao Cao threw the open envelope on the window sill, "Do you think I'm blind or dead? Chang Xian's disciple Zhengsheng sent a message to apologize, and everyone in the Jincheng circle received it. You are so powerful now. You're new here. You have no foundation, and you can suppress the bully who is used to running amok. Everyone says that you are a real god and a generous person. If the Changxian Sect can tolerate this tone, how can you still hang out in the local area in the future? "
I said, "You have made a mistake. I am not the one who caused the Changxian Sect. It was Lang Zhengsheng who broke the rules. He, Wei Baye of the Changxian Sect, is the Earth Immortal who presides over the justice of this side. He breaks the rules." If he denies the matter, who will believe that he can uphold justice in the future?"
Lao Cao said angrily: "Does justice rely on obeying the rules? It relies on fists! Wei Ba is also an earthly immortal if he breaks the rules, but if he doesn't have fists, then who will listen to him in delivering justice? The hell do you think I am? Are you a fool?"
I asked back: "Is it just because his fists are big enough that I have to swallow my anger even if he breaks the rules? You always ran across the sea. If I endure the things that are reasonable, do you still want to set up a pillar in Jincheng? Give him Changxianmen I have to dislike being a grandson!"
Lao Cao said: "If someone from the Changxian Sect breaks the rules, he can ask the Earthly Immortal Society to seek justice. There are five old immortals in the Earthly Immortal Society. Wei Ba cannot cover the sky with just one hand. If you have no way to find the Earthly Immortal Society, you can ask I think this is the best policy. If you beat Lang Zhengsheng in a direct fight and force him to post an apology, it would be like slapping Chang Xianmen in the face. It looks like you won, but in fact you lost. Wei Ba will definitely take care of Lang Zhengsheng. Come forward and demand justice."
After he finished speaking, he sighed, unscrewed the thermos cup in his arms, and took a sip of hot water.
I gave Lao Cao a surprised look, "Is this Mr. Wei Ba so generous? Will he stand up for justice for the dead?"
Lao Cao squirted out the water he just drank and looked at me in horror, "Did you kill Lang Zhengsheng?"
I spread my hands and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I abide by the law. How can I kill someone? Lang Zhengsheng killed a student in the medical school. Captain Zhang and the others found out. When they came to arrest him, , he couldn’t think of anything and jumped off the building to commit suicide.”
Lao Cao stared at me and said slowly, "Do you really think I'm too old to be confused?"
I said seriously: "You have a sharp eye, how dare I lie to you? I just want to ask you, do you know that people from the Changxian Sect can live longer after a calamity?"
But Lao Cao said: "You are not the kind of person who can do chivalry and justice. I, Cao Jiawang, have never looked past you in my life."
I continued what I said: "Then do you know that someone is plotting against Lang Zhengsheng? Even if I didn't intervene, he would be dead? By then the clues will definitely fall on Chang Xianmen. Wei Ba's foundation If he is not innocent and falls under the eyes of the public, he will be dead!"
Lao Cao frowned and said: "That's not the reason for you to get involved in these things. Even if you have a public identity and can protect you from death, if Wei Ba doesn't kill you and only harms you, how can the public care about you? The public does things. Talk about evidence..."
At this point, he suddenly stopped and looked at me with a surprised expression.
