Merry ghost doctor

Zhang Xiaofan straightened his face, turned around and picked up three sticks of incense, grasped them with both hands and waved from bottom to top, the incense heads ignited sparks in an instant, leaned on his forehead, and silently recited the mantra.

Several people looked at each other in dismay, they didn't understand why, it was too miraculous to ignite the incense with just such a wave.

A moment later, Zhang Xiaofan inserted the incense into the incense burner, pinched Zhao Weimin's finger and swiped it with his fingers, blood spilled out from the opening.

Zhao Weimin shivered in fright, his face twitched uncontrollably, and his heart was terribly frightened.

Zhang Xiaofan held a glass cup in his hand, in which was placed the flesh and blood taken from Fan Weihua's body, and put the magic talisman that was about to burn out in his right palm and shook his hands into it. [

The hair and flesh in the cup gave off a slightly burnt smell under the burning of the flame. Zhang Xiaofan stretched Zhao Weimin's finger onto the burning flame at the mouth of the cup, and let the blood drip into the cup.

Zhao Weimin was so frightened that he drew back his hands and shouted, "It's hot, it's so hot!"

"Don't hide!" Seeing the blood dripping into the cup, Zhang Xiaofan flipped the cup over Zhao Weimin's nose and mouth when the blood that hadn't come yet dissipated in the air.

Caught off guard, Zhao Weimin exclaimed, and then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Just at the moment when Zhao Weimin fell into a coma, a whirlwind blew up around him, blowing towards the surroundings violently, converging towards him from all over his body.

Seeing that this method worked, Zhang Xiaofan also secretly heaved a sigh of relief, helped Zhao Weimin sit on the chair, then handed a piece of willow branch to his hand, connected the cut finger with the willow branch pen holder with a red string, nodded and said: "Alright, let him tell us about Fan Weihua's whereabouts now."

Fang Han and the others were confused and asked, "What does this mean? Why can't I understand it?"

"Fuji tracking." Sitting at the table, Zhang Xiaofan explained: "This is a divination method of Taoism. Zhao Weimin is the bridge between us and Fan Weihua at this time. He can use what the other party sees and hears with his mouth or It is described with a shaman pen."

Fuji originated in ancient China and was first seen in Liu Song Liu Jingshu's "Yiyuan". At that time, people usually greeted Zigu God in the toilet or pigsty on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and predicted the future sericulture by the beating of the idol.

The "Mengxi Bi Tan" of the Song Dynasty also mentioned Fuji. At that time, it was the custom to greet Zigu, the god of toilets, and the date of the trance was not limited to the fifteenth night of the first lunar month.In the Song Dynasty, those who wrote pens were not limited to gods and Taoists, but also ancient celebrities. The third volume of "Yijian Sanzhi" and "Shen Chengwu Zigu" wrote the method of summoning Zigu: "Put a pen in a dustpan and let two people help her, Or write characters in the sand." Helping the Ji gradually became a leisure thing for literati.

Fushi originated from ancient divination and asking gods.When people have problems, they pray to the gods through tortoise divination and yarrow, asking for instructions from the gods, predicting good or bad luck, and then acting according to the instructions of the gods.After the Western Han Dynasty, a large number of prophecy books were produced. Taoist mages inherited their skills, supported the spirits and lowered the pen, and relied on the gods to create Taoist scriptures. A large number of Taoist scriptures began to emerge in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.In the Song, Yuan, Ming, and Qing Dynasties, the trend of divination and holding spirits became more and more popular, and the works of the ancients accounted for a considerable part of the existing Taoist scriptures.Ji Xiaolan recorded dozens of cases of Fushi in his "Yuewei Thatched Cottage Notes".Ji thinks: "Probably there are many tricks in the illusion, but the supporting spirit is really attached. However, they are all the ears of those who are able to write. The so-called gods and immortals are false," but he does not deny that there are The person who supports the spirit is "made by refining the two-word technique".

Of course, Taoism is ever-changing, and Fushi can also be used to help find people and things.Fushi tracking is also one of them.

Zhao Weimin's complexion changed, his expression became a little solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "What should I do when I summon you?"

When Fang Han and the others heard the sound, their scalps went numb, and the hairs on their necks stood on end.They couldn't understand who Zhao Weimin was. It was impossible to speak so politely, and his voice was wrong, and the expression on his face was not his usual style.

Zhang Xiaofan replied respectfully and politely: "Disciple Zhang Xiaofan, because there is an evil person who is causing trouble but has not been found, I specially ask the god to give me some advice, and I hope it will be done."

Zhao Weimin nodded slightly, without deciding whether to say yes or no, and said: "In this case, then I can help you, if you want to know something, ask quickly."

Zhang Xiaofan didn't explain much, and asked directly: "May I ask what the Divine Lord saw at this time, and where did he appear?"

Zhao Weimin frowned slightly, and said: "I saw two beams of light shooting forward in front of my eyes, it was pitch black on the left and right, and I was surrounded by others. I don't know where I am, it seems to be a car."

After pondering for a while, Zhang Xiaofan figured out what happened, turned his head and said, "Fan Weihua is in the car, most likely he fled to the direction of Donghai City. You should contact your supervisor now and remove the road card leading from Nanshan Village to the city, so as not to startle the snake. "[

Liu Ruonan woke up when he heard the words, hurried to the side and dialed his father's phone number to tell him the situation.

It takes about an hour to travel from Nanshan Village to the urban area. There are fewer cars at night and the speed will be faster.

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Seeing that something was wrong with "Zhao Weimin", Liu Xiaoyu was beating her heart.She quietly came to Zhang Xiaofan's side, poked him with her hand, and asked softly, "Is Xiao Zhao okay?"

Zhang Xiaofan knew who this unlucky girl was, so he was just curious about the baby, he had to ask the bottom of everything, and said, "If you don't understand, don't ask nonsense, go and stay aside." He waved her hand and told her to retreat Don't make a mess here.

But Liu Xiaoyu didn't appreciate it. She stabbed her twice again, but Zhang Xiaofan stared at her and said angrily, "I just want to ask, how did that corpse drive..."

"Zi Sha does things according to his instincts in his lifetime, as long as he receives orders from his master, he can do whatever he wants. If Fan Weihua knew how to fly a plane and a tank before he was alive, he can still do it now." Zhang Xiaofan replied without turning his head.

Liu Xiaoyu exclaimed: "So powerful, isn't that superman?"

Zhang Xiaofan signaled to Liu Ruonan, and said, "Take this hapless ghost away and don't make trouble here."

Liu Ruonan knew the seriousness, he waved to his sister, led her to the side and scolded her, almost made Liu Xiaoyu bury his head in the snow peak.

During this period, "Zhao Weimin" revealed some details every ten minutes, and Fang Han also communicated with the leaders of the city bureau in time to tell them the situation.All the cards on the road have been cancelled, and when the time is right, the opponent will be captured.

It's just that Liu Yangui and Feng Nan were very strange. When they received Fang Han's call earlier, they said that the suspect Kong Wu was strong, and it was difficult to hurt him with a gun, and they needed to mobilize the special police team to assist.Why did they suddenly know the murderer's movements in such detail, even where he was on the road, but no one was following him, which made the two of them suspicious.Of course, they also knew Fang Han's way of doing things in their hearts, and they would never make fun of it no matter what.

However, they didn't know that Fang Han was in a state of desperation at this time. He was thinking about how to write this report after the case was over. Believe the nonsense.If you don't tell the truth, no one can explain why the murderer can't find himself and track him from the back mountain to the downtown area of ​​Donghai in the case of serious injuries.

Just when they had different thoughts, "Zhao Weimin" spoke again.

"I didn't expect that after more than a thousand years, the world would become so prosperous, even worse than Chang'an..."

Zhang Xiaofan and others heard black lines all over their heads. The prosperity of Chang'an was a matter of the Tang Dynasty. How can it be compared with the present, but the prosperity of the Han and Tang Dynasties is yearning for and extremely proud of in the hearts of every Chinese.

After touching half a stick of incense, "Zhao Weimin" said: "The iron sedan chair has stopped, and there is a house in front of me. This gentleman pointed out the name of the place..."

When Zhang Xiaofan was about to inquire, he saw "Zhao Weimin" drawing on the incense ash with a shaman brush. With just a few strokes, the surrounding scene was vividly drawn, and even the house number of the villa was clearly visible.

Fang Han immediately took a photo with his mobile phone and sent it to Bureau Feng and Liu Yangui.

"Wait..." Zhao Weimin straightened his face and asked, "There is a man in a black robe and a mask, do you know?"

"It's him?! He's also in this villa!" Zhang Xiaofan asked in surprise.

Zhao Weimin was about to say something, but he didn't want to tremble all over his body, showing a slightly surprised look, and said with a slight frown: "It seems that this person is proficient in the art of yin and yang and the five elements, and the method of supporting the spirit was immediately cracked when he entered the house. If you want to go here, you should be more careful."

Zhang Xiaofan respectfully agreed, lit three more incense sticks, and sincerely worshiped: "My disciple, thank you for your help."