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Chapter five hundred and eighty fourth super level spiritism

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Shantytowns are an objective reality, not only in Chang'an, but almost all cities in China. This is an inevitable phenomenon formed during the rapid transfer of rural population to cities.

Zhang Guoqiang died in such a place. It was almost one o'clock in the morning. Fang Shi, Xia Yuyao and others were walking on the narrow road. There were dark houses on both sides. The street lights on the side of the road were sparse, and it seemed that the intact rate was a problem.

Xia Yuyao frowned: "Why is it so quiet?"

As he said that, Xia Yuyao looked at the shadow in the distance. Fang Shi had known that there was someone there for a long time, and it was probably a checkpoint from the Security Bureau.

Zhang Kexin, who was leading the way in front, replied without looking back: "The residents have been temporarily evacuated."

Lou Jingzhong asked curiously: "What excuse should I use?"

"Catch the wanted criminal with guns."

Xia Yuyao looked at Zhang Kexin with fear, then asked Fang Shi beside her in a low voice: "He is a real warlock. Even if he is relatively low-key, there is no need to live here?"

This time, Zhang Kexin did not take the initiative to answer. He did it on purpose, and saw how Fang Shi answered this question.

Fang Shi thought for a while and said, "You are right. There is no need for a real warlock to live in such a place because there is no customer base in this place. The reason why he lingers here is perhaps something attracts him. You will know when you arrive at the place."

Speaking this, Zhang Kexin suddenly stopped: "It's here."

This is a very ordinary yard, surrounded by brick walls of more than one person, a door nailed with wooden boards, and some lights emerged from the gaps between the wooden boards. There were two people standing outside the gate, one was Xu Liquan, and the other didn't know him. He probably was a colleague from Chang'an.

Xu Liquan didn't say anything, but nodded at Fang Shi, then turned around and pushed open the door, led everyone in, and then turned around to close the door. The sound of footsteps coming from the other side of the door. Xu Liquan didn't want others to know what was going on here.

This is a yard. It is about seven or eight meters wide and about three meters deep. There are a row of rooms on the front, three doors, and two smaller rooms on the side, which look like they should be kitchen and toilets.

There is a small vegetable bed in the corner of the wall. It is surrounded by broken bricks and wooden sticks, and there are some honeycomb coals on the edge. No matter how you look at it, it is a very ordinary residential house, and it doesn't look like a warlock's nest at all.

There is a light under the eaves on the front, illuminating the entire yard. Only one of the three houses has a light on, while the other two are pitch black. The door of the room in the middle opens and you can see a stretcher on the ground in the middle of the house, and the body of Zhang Guoqiang should be covered with white cloth.

In front of the corpse, a desk had been set up, with yellow candlesticks and glutinous rice wine on it. Two old Taoist priests and two little Taoist priests were talking inside. When they heard the door ringing, they all looked outward.

When Taoist Master Qingkong saw Fang Shi coming, he met with another old Taoist. The two young Taoists also walked out and stood aside.

"Elder Fang, I'm waiting for you."

"This is..."

"This is my junior brother, Ikkook Taoist, who is good at soul-summoning."

"Oh, Qingcheng Mountain Fangshi, I have seen fellow Taoist Yikong."

"I have heard of Wuliang Tianzun, Elder Fang is famous in the city. I have heard of it for a long time and I wish I could see it. I wish I could meet it, and I would be lucky to meet it."

"Your Majesty Yikong is polite. Let's do the important things first, and there are more opportunities to talk."

"That's right, Elder Fang, please."

"No need, I'll take a look in the yard. The two of you are responsible for casting spells, and don't pay attention to us."

The Taoist Yikong looked at the Taoist Qingkong, and the Taoist Qingkong nodded. It would be better if they didn't come in, so they would save the trouble when casting spells.

The four Taoist priests turned around and entered the house. Xu Liquan and Zhang Kexin were also standing outside with Fang Shi. Xia Yuyao turned her head and asked softly: "Did you find the reason why Zhang Guoqiang is entrenched here?"

"What did you find?"

Xia Yuyao blushed and shook her head: "No, why don't I take Luo Geng out and take a look?"

"Of course, what's the shame about this."

Xia Yuyao was relieved when she heard this and took out a Luo Geng from her bag. It was the one that Xia Yuxin gave her. Lou Jingzhong took a look enviously.

Fang Shi did not care about Xia Yuyao's actions, but looked at the movement in the room. He saw a little Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on the ground on the side of the corpse, while another young Taoist priest stood behind the side of the table with a whisk in his hand. Yikong Taoist priest held a peach wood sword in one hand, Ning Shen stood behind the table, while Taoist Qingkong stood on the side of the table.

"It's the first time of ugly things." Lou Jingzhong whispered, Xia Yuyao, who was looking down at Luo Geng, quickly looked up.

I saw the Taoist who stood up like a pine tree just now suddenly moved, and he muttered something in his mouth. He pressed and picked the peach wood sword in his hand, and a flame suddenly appeared on the two white candles. Then the peach wood sword flew, and the glutinous rice wine was lifted up, sprinkling around the corpse like a white mist, making a rustling sound. A night wind swept over, and the coldness and bone-blackness, Xia Yuyao subconsciously leaned against Fangshi.

Taoist Yikong began to walk on Yu Step. After a circle, the two candles of fire candles had stabilized. The solidified white flame seemed to be fake. Xia Yuyao looked curiously. Although she had seen her sister's spell casting and knew the reason why the candles became like this, she still felt it was magical every time she saw it.

The soul-suming technique continues, and the sound of Taoist Yikong's spells became louder. The low spells had a strange power in the empty night sky, as if they could penetrate into people's hearts, making people feel trembling and awe.

Taoist Qingkong felt that the master's spell casting effect seemed to be extremely good tonight, and perhaps it was related to the place where the Yin gathered, although this was not a good Yin gathered.

The young Taoist priest standing behind the side was also staring at the master casting spells with wide eyes. The master was in a state of courage tonight. Needless to say, the flames of these two candles have definitely reached two levels of stability, as well as the height and color of the flames, which shows that the Yin and Yang breath control of the entire altar spell is extremely high.

However, Taoist Ikkawa, who was accompanied by his senior brother and disciple, was a little confused. Today's altar spells are a bit scary. Even if this is a place where the Yin gathers, it is impossible for his casting level to suddenly increase. After thinking about it, he could only think that he was brave enough tonight and was able to perform his best.

Eliminating the distracting thoughts in his heart, Yikong Taoist completed the second round of Yu Steps, and the effect of the altar spell can be described as perfect. No matter what he thought, Yikong Taoist now slapped a talisman with a proud sword, and then spelled Lang Lang. The wooden sword swung, and the talisman shot out and stuck steadily to the head of the corpse on the ground. Unless they put the corpse backward, this position should be the head of the corpse.

"Dingdang! Dingdang!"

"The mortal world has not yet ended, and the road to the underworld is far away. Where is the lonely soul? The soul returns! The soul returns!"

As the spell was chanted, the candles on the desk jumped up again, and the light in the room suddenly lit up, and a wind from nowhere blew into the room, blew the white cloth and yellow talismans covering the body.

"I ordered the Emperor Ren Sheng of the Dongyue Tianqi to quickly take the strong soul of the Zhang family country to come to this point. Immediately as the law!"

"call!"

A flame spewed out from behind the desk and quickly turned into a ball of white mist. Then, combined with the strange wind, it turned into a whirlwind of sheep horns. It turned out to be a whirlwind of sheep horns. It turned out to be a whirlwind of sheep horns. Then it seemed as if it had found a target, and suddenly pounced on the little Taoist priest sitting beside it. The little Taoist priest's body shook, and the whirlwind of sheep horns disappeared on his body.

Xia Yuyao's eyes widened, but her hands subconsciously grabbed Fang Shi's arm, with a little scared in her eyes, but she was more excited.

Fang Shi didn't seem to feel Xia Yuyao grabbing his hand on his own initiative. He closed his eyes gently, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Zhang Guoqiang, where are you from?"

"Yuquan Temple in Mount Zhongnan."

"Why did you die?"

"Diet from murder."

Xia Yuyao's body shook for a moment, unable to tell whether she was afraid or surprised. Anyway, when she was planting a place, it would be strange if she had no strange thoughts in her heart when facing a corpse and such a strange conversation.

"Who killed?"

"I don't know."

"What technique does it mean to die?"

"I don't know."

"Who has any grudges against you?"

“…”

"Who has any grudges against you?"

"Plop."

This time, the little Taoist priest who was over the ghost did not answer, but fell to the ground with a thump, his body twitching slightly, as if he had lost consciousness.

"call!"

At the same time, a strange wind suddenly blew from the inside of the room, and the light in the room dimmed. The two candles shook violently, and then went out. The spell failed?!

Fang Shi's eyes just opened. Xia Yuyao turned her head to look at Fang Shi, and found a strange smile on the corner of Fang Shi's mouth, which made her heart tremble. Then, she found that her hands were grabbing Fang Shi's arm at some point. She quickly let go of her hand quietly, quickly retracted her little hand, and then turned her head to look into the room, but her heart was pounding violently.

Fang Shi glanced at the Taoist Ikong who seemed a little at a loss in the room, and said with a smile: "I've seen it. Since the casting has ended and it's not too early, then we will say goodbye first. Please invite the two fellow Taoists."

"Uh, Elder Fang, please come and visit me tomorrow."

Taoist Qingkong was stunned for a moment. He was in a mess at this moment and didn't bother to pay attention to Fang Shi. Fang Shi was about to leave, so he immediately followed the situation.

Taoist Yikong seemed not to hear Fang Shi's words, and he was still staring at the desk in front of him in a daze. As for the other young Taoist priest, he was anxiously checking his coma fellow disciple.

Fang Shi bowed, and Xu Liquan opened the yard door first, and the man standing at the entrance of the alley immediately jogged here. Xu Liquan whispered a few words to him, then turned to Fang Shi and said, "I won't send it to you, let Lao Zhang take you back."

"You are busy with yours. I plan to go to Qinling tomorrow. If you have time, let's go together."

Xu Liquan was stunned and nodded quickly and said, "I have time, see you tomorrow morning."

Fang Shi nodded with a smile, gently pulled Xia Yuyao, who was a little confused, and turned around and walked out of the alley.

Xu Liquan watched Fang Shi and others walk away, and his colleagues around him asked in confusion: "Who are these?"

"What are you doing when you ask so much? After a few Taoist priests leave, they will transport the bodies back."

"Oh, do we still need to keep the body?"

"Of course, forget all the things you hear from the people you meet tonight, it will be good for you."

"...yes!"
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