General Xu carried the tabletop of the altar, Wang Qilin opened a shelf and supported the altar to put it in place.

Eight cats were ready to worship in high spirits, and they washed their faces first.

Very religious.

Jiuliu is still young. It treats Bamao as a mother and washes its face as it looks. However, the dog's front paws are not as flexible as cats. After tying it for a few seconds, it only pulls it to its mouth. So it thought about it, and sat on the ground and licked it and then scratched it.

Wang Qilin looked at Ba Miao helplessly and said, "Why do you still have to worship it? It is a monster, not a god or a Buddha. Don't worship it anymore. Don't take the evil spirits of Jiuliu, don't kowtow everywhere if you bring Jiuliu."

Ba Miao pretended not to understand his words, then went up to lick Jiuliu's face and helped him wash his face.

Jiuliu was very moved and stretched out his pink and tender tongue to lick each other. Ba Miao gave it a jio, and then Jiuliu didn't dare to move.

After washing Jiuliu's face, it patted Jiuliu's head with its furry round paws, and looked up at Wang Qilin, meaning that you see I take care of it like a girl.

Wang Qilin squatted down and said, "You have to be better with it, this is your child bride."

Chen Yi said kindly: "Amitabha, are you sowed in this series?"

Wang Qilin said unhappily: "Don't insult the pure feelings between spirit beasts, love can transcend race!"

Ba Miao took Jiuliu to the altar, knelt down with his butt, pressed his front paws and continued to kowtow, and a skillful set of movements were formed.

Follow them all and learn.

Wang Qilin helpedlessly lifted them up and stuffed them into his arms, and said to Chen Yi: "Monster, please go back to the post station first, don't stay here."

Chen Yi said unhappily: "Master Qi, look at my respectful name to you. You have to give me a respectful title no matter what, right? You don't even want to call me brother."

"Brother Monk, please calm down!" Wang Qilin changed his name.

Chen Yi clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, this title is still good."

Xie Hata waved his hand and said impatiently: "Okay, okay, get out of here, there is nothing to do with you."

Chen Yi shouted, "Don't kill the donkey again?"

"You didn't pull the mill!" Xie Haoma said.

Chen Yi thought about it and felt that this was right, so he went back happily.

Xu Da looked at his back with pity and said, "Master Qi, when should we go and see the case in their village? He is quite pitiful. He is obviously a master, but he ends up crazy."

Wang Qilin said: "It's not that I don't want to care about the case in their village, but I don't know how to manage it! First, it's not our jurisdiction, we can't speak; second, do you think I'm a senior official in Dali Temple who solves the case like a god? Chen Yi's case has been many years now, and even if Bao Zheng, Di Renjie, and Song Ci teams may not be able to solve it!"

Xu Da couldn't help but sigh and said, "If you have time, take a leave, and I'll accompany Chen back to his hometown to see what's going on."

Wang Qilin said: "Okay, I'll go too if I have the chance. Let's catch this ghost tonight first."

As night falls, the stars rise.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, the night becomes deep and the moon becomes huge.

The evening mist is thousands of miles away and the lights are bright.

Wang Qilin sat on the roof and watched this scene and felt extremely peaceful. As an official, he wanted nothing more than the people living and working in peace and contentment.

He didn't have much extravagance.

The technique of inviting gods to eat grain can be used at any time in a day, but Xie Hata said that these scholars did not use the orthodox technique of inviting gods to eat grain. They did not have the six valleys, so they changed this magic to invite ghosts. The best time to invite ghosts is in the middle of the hour. At this time, there is still some time before the middle of the hour, so they can rest.

After seeing the scene of the lights of thousands of families, Wang Qilin began to practice the nine-character mantra. Ba Miao chanted the Buddha's name with hands and hands on his shoulders, while Jiuliu fell asleep soundly under his crotch while turning his belly.

The puppy is not sleeping soundly, and he stomps from time to time, and sometimes he will shrank and hum twice.

At this time, Wang Qilin knew that it was a nightmare, so he had to pick it up and pat it gently on the back and comfort it.

The moon wheel goes west.

The night is dark.

Wang Qilin stuffed Ba Miao and Jiuliu into his arms and returned to the house. Xie Hama, who was meditating and practicing, slowly opened his eyes and said, "It's time."

Xu Da was still sleeping, and the snoring sounded.

Xie Hama said: "There is no need for too many people to invite ghosts to eat food. We can just operate it. On the contrary, if there are too many people, don't do it."

One of the prerequisites for the effectiveness of the spell is to unify the rhythm of the caster's voice and rhythm, so that the ghost can hear it.

The more people, the louder the voice and rhythm are, the wider the spread, the easier it is to attract capable ghosts.

But the ghost they are going to seduce today has arrived yesterday, and if nothing unexpected happens, I will come again today.

And they have the bonus of the monster altar table, which eliminates the accidents and Xie Hata is confident to attract ghosts.

Wang Qilin took out a bowl of white rice. After Jiuliu smelled it, he came out and wanted to eat it. Wang Qilin pressed it back.

He sprinkled pigeon blood into it, and the rice immediately turned scarlet.

Seeing this, he said strangely: "How much pigeon blood did they use yesterday? There is blood on the table and blood on the ground, so it shouldn't be."

Xie Hata frowned and shook his head. He thought this was strange.

The two of them packed up and began to circle around the altar, silently chanting in their hearts: "Passive gods, please come and eat food; if you eat my food, please solve my difficulties..."

At this time, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the bright light shone in through the broken window paper, scattered on the ground like silver paper money.

The wall was crookedly leaning against the six students. They looked pale, their expressions were dull, and their straight eyes didn't look like they belonged to.

A candle was lit on the table. When they turned around the table for the first time, the flames of the candle suddenly disappeared.

There is no light in the room.

Wang Qilin walked slowly around the table, and he kept circling in his heart, and then he felt a little dazed.

By chance, he felt someone behind him slowly turning around the table with him.

This feeling is very wonderful, just like if someone shakes his hands on his face after closing his eyes, he can still feel the existence of his hands. He cannot see anyone behind him, nor can he hear footsteps, but he just feels a figure appearing behind him.

Something is coming!

But Xie Hata didn't give him a signal, which means that the ghost coming was not their target.

The autumn wind was blew, blowing the remaining window edges and shaking, and then the spots on the ground were also shaking.

It's like someone's paper money is floating in the wind.

Xie Hata suddenly said, "Sir Wang, stop."

Wang Qilin thought the ghost was coming, so he immediately turned around and wanted to draw a knife.

Almost a bit on Xie Hata's face, Xie Hata waved his hand and said, "That ghost hasn't come."

Wang Qilin was stunned and asked, "What's wrong? No ghosts have ever appeared?"

So what was going on behind the scenes just now?

Xie Hata said lightly: "When it appeared, it was a lonely ghost who was driven away by me. The ghost we were looking for did not appear."

Wang Qilin frowned and asked, "Why?"

Xie Hata laughed and said, "It's very simple. The rhythm of our inner prayer is not unified and we cannot attract him."

Wang Qilin said: "What's going on with the lonely ghost that appeared? Ah, I understand!"

A sudden light flashed!

Xie Hata nodded and said, "Yes, it is just attracted by this altar..."

Wang Qilin waved his hand and said, "No, the second half of the sentence I just said not the lonely ghost, but the blood on the ground! Do you still remember? There was some blood splashing on the corner of a table, and I haven't figured it out. Now I figured it out, it was those students who used blood to the ground to block the rhythm!"

A bowl was poked out of a corner of the table, and the blood of the dove fell to the ground and made a sound. They quietly circled, using this sound as a guideline to adjust the rhythm of their silent prayer.

Xie Hama understood what he meant and nodded, "Yes, that's right, otherwise how could the six students unify the rhythm of silent prayer?"

Wang Qilin said: "Then, six students escaped from their study and came to an old house that had been abandoned for many years, and used pigeon blood as drum beats to circle around a table to invite ghosts at midnight. Is this a terrible scene?"

Xie Hata nodded again.

This scene is so heartbreaking that even the old world is in trouble.

Wang Qilin said: "The problem is that six of them are just ordinary students. They have never experienced the storm and the courage. What is supporting them to do all this?"

There was no answer to this, six students sat obliquely beside the wall, expressionless.

Wang Qilin glanced at them and said, "What they were seeking must be huge!"

Xie Hata said, "Continue casting spells, we have to lure the ghost out as soon as possible."

Wang Qilin frowned and said, "We have to unify the rhythm and find a reference point."

Speaking of this, the two looked at Xu Da who was sleeping soundly together.

The snoring sounds are very rhythmic.

The two of them smiled at each other and walked around the table.

"Ga! The gods of the past,"

"Ga! Come and eat food,"

"Ga! If you eat my food,"

"Ga! Please solve my problem..."
To be continued...