Between old buildings, at the intersection of alleyways.
Flying insects swarmed under the low street lamps, casting a thin light.
This place is not far from the river, and the damp and cold river fog on the river is blown over by the night wind, lightly covering the lane with a thin layer of gauze.
It's long past midnight.
All the travelers have returned home, and the surrounding fields are silent.
If you step into this intersection in a daze, you will inevitably have the illusion that you have stepped into some kind of boundary, and if you take a wrong step, you will be in an inhuman state.
Li Changan didn't have so many feelings. He just felt that there was no one around, so it was just the right thing to do.
He brought four bowls of white rice and placed them on the four lanes at the intersection, and then put incense candles on the white rice.
Then he took out a bowl.
The color in the bowl was bright and it was actually fresh blood.
He took out several pieces of yellow paper and a writing brush, dipped the writing brush in blood, and wrote four words on the yellow paper.
Lingguang.
Be clear.
Meng Zhang.
Supervisor.
After writing, he picked the yellow paper with still blood stains and placed it under the bowl.
Then, they bowed in four directions and worshiped, chanting in their mouths.
"Worship the Sifang God, please open the Sifang Gate..."
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Li Changan has only a limited knowledge of Taoism and knows very few spells and spells. Killing demons relies more on the magic of change given by the Yellow Shell Book.
But by chance, through Liu Laodao, he also came into contact with some folk alchemy.
What he is using now is one of them.
As the name suggests, folk alchemy is a low-level magic that is passed down orally among the people. It is not even called a magic at all. Most of them are just to guide certain supernatural properties. They are simple, crude, have a low probability of success, and cause great harm in the future.
For example, willow branches to fight ghosts and villains, as well as the famous dish fairy, all belong to this type of alchemy.
What Li Changan is using now is called the "soul-lighting lamp".
I learned this from Liu Laodao, but because it was something that could not be put on the stage, Liu Laodao did not teach it seriously. All he is doing now is just following the steps of Liu Laodao in his memory.
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After going through several preparatory steps, we finally reached the most critical step.
Li Changan took a deep breath and took out an orange lantern with four light ports on it.
Then he took out the bottle containing the ghost and placed it in the middle of the intersection with the orange lantern. Then he unscrewed the cap of the bottle, and suddenly black mist rose into the sky. In the flickering lights, the ghost was free again.
Li Changan took two steps back and bowed.
"Please invite the immortal to get on the sedan chair."
There was no movement from the evil ghost, and only a strange chuckle could be heard in the cold mist.
Li Changan endured his temper and bowed again.
"Please invite the immortal to get on the sedan chair!"
Li Gui still didn't move, but his laughter became more and more wild and sharp. Black resentment surged, the street lights flickered violently, and flying insects scattered in all directions.
In the flickering light and shadow, Li Changan frowned and bowed again.
"Please, Immortal, get on the sedan chair."
Li Gui finally moved, but he opened his ferocious mouth and rushed towards Li Changan.
"You idiot!"
Li Changan laughed angrily.
This is the drawback of this kind of folk alchemy. Although it can conveniently attract ghosts and spirits, ordinary people lack the ability to fight against ghosts and ghosts. Many times, they only fall into the tiger's mouth.
But, those are ordinary people...
Li Changan didn't bother to draw his sword. He raised his hand and grabbed Li Gui's face. With his other hand, he hit Li Gui's chin with an uppercut.
Immediately, Li Gui closed his bloody mouth and knocked out a few front teeth. When it fell to the ground, it turned into black smoke and dissipated.
Then Li Changan caught Li Gui and used his old fists again, beating him until the black smoke flew away and his soul was loose. Li Changan stopped, kneaded it into a small ball like bread and stuffed it into the orange lantern.
Seeing that he was still making a fuss, Li Changan shouted and asked.
"Do you still want to take revenge?"
The movement in the orange lantern stopped, and the black smoke floating around gathered in from the mouth of the lantern. Suddenly, a red light was projected from the lantern.
Li Changan picked up the orange lantern and walked into the deep alley along the red light.
This soul lamp points to where Bai Xiuye is!
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The soul lamp pointed the way, all the way to the outskirts of the city.
In front of me is an abandoned old house. This is a two-story house that has been in disrepair for a long time. The second floor has collapsed, and vines on the ground floor are growing along the cracks in the wall.
This is a dilapidated house that even homeless people would not stay in. At this time, some faint light shines through the deformed window.
The red light in the soul lamp is blazing.
But he didn't need it to remind him, the strong and almost indissoluble stink of the poisonous insects had already told Li Changan: This is Bai Xiuye's hiding place!
Li Changan used a spell to suppress the evil spirit so that he would not disturb the enemy.
Instead of rushing in, he lowered his body and slowly dived nearby.
Through the broken windows, candles could be seen lighting up the house. Under the flickering candlelight, a skinny figure sat with his back to the door.
He seemed to be holding a notebook and a pen in his hand, and seemed to be writing something. He just hunched his chest and looked dull, and occasionally came back to his senses before he wrote down something.
Looking around again, Li Changan's pupils shrank. The wall that he thought was blackened by wind and rain was actually squirming slightly. Looking more closely, where was the wall, it was clearly covered with a thick layer of insects!
On the walls, floor, and ceiling, black insects swarmed slowly.
This number is too much!
Li Changan stepped back and measured it secretly.
"Call the police?"
No, firstly, I was afraid of having a long night and having many dreams, and secondly, I was afraid of the presence of the police.
He grabbed a piece of dead grass and rubbed it unconsciously, and crumbs fell on his fingertips.
This... Li Changan's thoughts changed. The weather has been dry recently. On the side of the road where he just passed, there were a large number of dry leaves piled on the garbage truck left by the sanitation truck.
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If they meet again, Li Changan will find that Bai Xiuye has become even thinner than a few hours ago.
There seemed to be no fat, blood, or anything else on his body, and there were only bones left under the skin.
He was so thin that he was no different from a skeleton, so he couldn't make any expressions.
He just sat there dumbly, like a statue that could collapse at any moment.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Suddenly, there was a roar outside the house.
"got windy?"
He slowly raised his head, his movements as slow as a dying old man.
"Clang!"
But then, the strong wind broke through the wooden boards blocking the door, carrying a large number of burning leaves and swarming in. During the roar, it was like a fire dragon dancing wildly.
Bai Xiuye woke up from his lifeless state and picked up a bone flute. Amidst the sharp sound of the flute, the swarm of insects stirred up and lined up to stop the "Fire Dragon".
But as soon as they got close, all the insects seemed to turn into headless flies, scattering in a mess, and when they were ignited by the flames, they were left with insect corpses on the ground.
"This is?!"
The young man holding the sword suddenly appeared in Bai Xiuye's mind.
"Bai Xiuye!"
With a sharp shout, the strong wind rolled back, and the fire dragon split open.
As the leaves in the room were burning and flying, Li Changan stepped out of the sea of fire, the sword in his hand shining brightly.
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A loud shout informed the opponent that he had arrived.
Li Changan was speechless, or in other words, the sword was his speech.
He straightened his sword and thrust straight.
Bai Xiuye seemed to be frightened by the edge of the sword, and did not make any move.
The sword penetrated his heart without any hesitation.
wrong!
Li Changan was not happy, but his expression changed slightly.
The sword penetrated too easily. It didn't feel like it was piercing into delicate and tight flesh. Instead, it seemed like it was piercing into something with a loose structure.
He raised his head suddenly and saw Bai Xiuye's eyes glaring and his mouth open, but there were no eyeballs in his eyes and no teeth in his mouth.
But listen to a "buzz" sound.
A large number of greenflies suddenly rushed out of his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, and even where the sword blade was torn.
Li Changan pulled away and retreated hastily.
At the same time, the strong wind carried flames all around.
The burnt smell in the air increased.
The swarm of flies was blocked by the fire, and Li Changan was about to go around and find Bai Xiuye again. Suddenly, I felt a heavy weight on the sword.
He looked sideways.
It turned out that from the gap in the ceiling, several big snakes fell down and landed on the sword.
Even though he was cut with blood by the sword blade, he still wrapped himself around the sword blade and opened his mouth to bite him.
Li Changan flicked his wrist and was about to shake them away.
Suddenly.
There was a loud "buzzing" sound, and a huge green-headed fly rushed out of the flames.
The distance was too short, and under the entanglement of the big snake, it was too late to dodge or use the sword.
But Li Changan didn't look back. With his other hand, he formed a sword and raised his hand to stab him.
The "buzz" sound stopped immediately.
At some point, he picked up a small sword between his fingertips and pierced the big fly with the sword!
