The woman was stunned for a moment and wanted to close the door: "Sorry, I've already made records, thank you for your kindness."

Even the town police felt a headache. A foreigner who had just arrived in the local area could do it? The disappearance of her son made the woman cry day and night and couldn't sleep. She really didn't want to hear more disappointing and heartbreaking news. Who knew that Xiao Zhi stretched out his foot and stuck the gap in the door and said, "Madam, do you really love your children?"

The woman who was originally stuck in the door and was about to call the police was a little annoyed when she heard this question. If she didn't love the child, she wouldn't be so painful! Xiao Zhi suddenly said with a serious expression: "Madam, I am a warlock from Asia. I have special means to help you find clues about the child. This is a rare opportunity. If you don't cherish it, I have to ask other mothers who lost their children if they need help. You must know that every minute passes increases the chance of the child being killed..."

Asian warlocks, wizards, witchcraft? Are they like the Jeep Village people?

A woman's understanding of witchcraft was limited to those story books. Although she was a little confused, she immediately made a choice and opened the door: "I hope you don't deceive a poor mother who lost her child, because I'm already miserable enough."

Xiao Zhi nodded: "I don't like lying either."

In the living room, the woman hurriedly brewed a cup of coffee for Xiao Zhi: "What's going on with the witchcraft you mentioned? How should I cooperate? George has been missing for more than two days. I can't imagine what kind of pain he is experiencing alone..."

Xiao Zhi picked up the coffee and took a sip, scalded his lips, so he had to put it down and said, "Please don't worry. The reason why I came to you first is because your child was lost at the latest. The shorter the time of disappearance, the easier it is to find it. I will help because of the overwhelming sympathy, but it does not mean that there is no bottom line. First, I declare one thing, that is, you must not disclose magic to a third person other than you and me. I believe you will not offend an experienced and kind sorcerer."

The lady nodded quickly: "Okay, no problem. As long as I can get my child back, I will do whatever I can to exchange for my life and soul. Hurry up and start the magic...science. I just want to see George quickly now, he is only six years old..."

Xiao Zhi could understand the woman's anxious mood and nodded and said, "The first thing I need is your son George's hair, nails, etc. If not, his usual small objects and clothes are fine." The woman said she had hair because she cut her son's hair a few days ago, and the broken hair had not yet been poured out in the vacuum cleaner.

In addition to hair, Xiao Zhi also asked for cinnabar, brush, ink, yellow paper, candle, peach wood, red rope and other items. The following things are not a big problem, but cinnabar is not easy to do. Usually only available in traditional Chinese medicine stores, and there is no traditional Chinese medicine store nearby in the town. Xiao Zhi can only choose to use rooster blood instead. The rooster's underworld magical object is yang blood flowing. Although it is not as good as cinnabar to draw talismans, it is also effective...

The woman is a widow. Her husband died of illness two years ago, leaving her alone in the house with her son. It can be said that her son is the whole of her life. Her son disappeared. If it were not for the belief that "the son may still be alive", she would have chosen to commit suicide to relieve the pain...

On the second floor, cleared out an open position. Xiao Zhi placed seven candles on the ground, arranged them into the shape of the Big Dipper, and then connected the seven candles with a red rope to connect them together, looking like a spoon, and then lit them one by one with a lighter. The woman watched Xiao Zhi play these things on the ground that she couldn't understand, and she asked weakly: "Does this... need to draw a magic circle? For example, patterns like the pentagram, I act like this on TV."

Xiao Zhi smiled slightly: "I am an Eastern magic and I don't need these things to help for the time being."

He used a knife to peel the peach wood into a small sword, then used a brush to soak the ink rooster blood and drew a spell on the yellow paper. He drew seven consecutive strokes before stopping, gently baking on the candle flame to accelerate the drying of the ink rooster blood. He sat on the ground and folded the talisman paper into seven thousand paper cranes, and then used a thin red rope to connect the seven fronts and backs together, placing them on the ground along the seven stars of the candle. He formed a seal with his hands, muttering words, and felt the energy and spirit in his body being pulled away little by little...

Perhaps because of the frequent use of talismans, he has slowly achieved the success rate of talismans. Pure ink spells can also achieve a yield rate of three or four pieces a day. If blood is used as a talisman, the success rate is 100%. However, the blood talisman cannot be stored for a long time like the ink talisman. It must be used immediately. Although the yield rate is 100%, it does not mean that it can be used to draw high-quality talismans like the Five Thunder Talisman. If you force it, you can only hear a sound at most.

After chanting the spell seven times in a row, the Thousand Paper Cranes on the ground still did not respond. Xiao Zhi frowned. He did not open the altar to draw the talisman. Is the chicken blood still inferior to the human blood talisman? He picked up the knife that had just cut peach wood and gently stroked it on his fingertips. The blood flowed out. Before he was stopped by the "breathing healing", he held his breath and pointed his eyes on the head of each Thousand Paper Cranes, and then drew small runes on his wings...

After sitting down and chanting the mantra, the Thousand Paper Crane moved slightly, but it swayed around like drinking fake wine for a long time before floating.

The woman watching next to him covered her mouth in surprise and almost screamed. Is this the legendary magic? I didn’t expect it to exist. It seems that George really has hope!!!

Xiao Zhi took out George's hair and circled the head of each Thousand Paper Crane three circles on the left and three circles on the right. Then he gently sent it to ashes on the corresponding candle flames, and shouted softly: "The body, hair, skin, and the wandering soul is away, and he can't return quickly, when will he wait?" Thousand Paper Crane's shaking body stabilized.

He stretched out his hand: "Give me a few of your hair!"

With a click, Xiao Zhi had a handful of hair in his hand. It turned out that women were afraid that they would not have enough, so they cut the ends of their hair shortened with scissors...

Xiao Zhi sighed that this was really hard to do. When the woman saw him dazed, she quickly picked up the scissors and wanted to cut it. Xiao Zhi hurriedly said, "This is enough, let's put the scissors down first." If he reacted a little slower, the woman would probably be able to plow the ground with scissors. Her five fingers grabbed her hair and placed it on the candle to light it, and threw it out when it was almost burned: "Mother and son are connected, go!"

Seven thousand paper cranes were about to fly out as they were about to show off. Xiao Zhi hurriedly said, "Cover the thousand paper cranes with your coat, hurry!"
Chapter completed!