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Chapter 77
Feng Yun didn't say anything more, but directly took the bowl into the room, dipped his fingers into the liquid in the bowl, and daubed a little on Zhu Zi's eyes, nose, mouth and ears respectively.

This scene made Ma Linger and Zhao Xue confused. From just now, they couldn't understand what Feng Yun and the others were doing.

If it's about summoning souls, it's obvious that Feng Yun's method is different from what ordinary people know, and it's even unheard of.

But seeing everyone's hurried expressions now, it was obviously not the time to ask questions, so the two could only retreat to the side patiently, trying not to disturb the preparations of the few people.

Soon the fat man finished laying the incense ash. At first glance, the ground was dark, and the incense ash extended from the door to the bedside of the pillar, like a special carpet.

On the incense ashes, there is still a red rope extending from the toe of the pillar to the door, which has been extended by the incense burner at the door, which seems to have another purpose.

After doing all this, the fat man came to Feng Yun's side.

However, Feng Yun whispered something in the fat man's ear, and finally handed the fat man something, the fat man nodded and walked towards the door quickly.

When he came to the door, the fat man spread out his palms, and there were several ancient copper coins lying in his hands.

Without any delay, the fat man quickly passed one end of the red string through the copper coins, so that the copper coins were hung on the red string evenly and orderly.

Then three sticks of incense were lit and inserted into the incense burner, and the other end of the red string was tied to the stick in the middle.

The red rope that was dangling on the ground was soon straightened.

The copper coins hanging on the rope are also hanging in the air at this moment, shaking slightly.

"There is only one stick of incense time. If the stick of incense burns out and the rope is burned, and the summoning of the soul is not completed, it will fail."

Feng Yun looked at Fatty and the others seriously and said:
"From now on, everyone retreats to the place where the incense ash is laid, no matter what you see or hear, don't speak.

If you are shocked, it will be difficult to find it..."

Several people nodded solemnly, and then saw Feng Yun coming to the side of the pillar, he breathed on the head of the pillar, and then took out a simple hand-cranked bell from the fat man's backpack.

As long as it shakes a little, there will be an extremely crisp sound coming from it.

Then standing beside the pillar, Feng Yun gently closed his eyes, and as he spoke slowly, the rather weird yin and yang tone echoed softly in the entire ward:

"The sky is slim, the earth is vast, and the boy who wanders the night comes to his side.

The sky is shocked and returns to the sky, the earth is shocked and returns to the earth, people are shocked to live forever, and ghosts are shocked and ghosts perish.

Wandering souls, where to live, the riverside is paid, and the wild is prosperous.

Tombs and forests, false alarms and delusion, nocturnal boys, possessing health..."

Ma Ling'er and Zhao Xue got goosebumps all over their bodies when they heard this weird accent, Feng Yun's current state showed an indescribably weird feeling.

As Feng Yun slowly opened his eyes, he quickly took out a piece of yellow talisman paper, then started to paint a talisman on the paper with cinnabar.

Before everyone could see the appearance of the talisman clearly, Feng Yun lit the talisman on the three sticks of incense at the door, then put it in an empty bowl, poured some water on it, and put it into the pillar in the mouth.

Strange to say, the bowl of water had just entered the mouth of the pillar when his eyes, which were originally wide open, suddenly closed.

Then Feng Yun looked towards the door solemnly, as if he was silently waiting for something.

……

At the same time, in the closed construction site on Xiheli Road.

Frightened in the first half of the night, the workers were drowsy at the moment.

It was extremely quiet inside and outside the house, and even the big wolfdog at the door couldn't help but droop its eyelids from fatigue.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

However, at this moment, the big wolf dog seemed to have seen something, and suddenly stood up and barked loudly in one direction.

The barking sound made the dazed old Zhao sit up in a daze, and looked out the window.

It didn't matter after seeing it, Lao Zhao didn't feel sleepy at all, he stood up suddenly, and walked to the window in astonishment.

"My mother!"

I could only see a person slowly crawling out of the dark pothole on the oblique side of the window...

That person was blended into the night, so he couldn't see clearly, but it always gave Lao Zhao a sense of inexplicability.

I seem to be very familiar with this person!
At this time, the figure seemed like a walking dead, staggering, walking forward step by step.

He seemed to have lost his way, always pacing in the same place unconsciously.

Soon, the figure came to the gate of the construction site, but it seemed that because of the big wolf dog guarding there, the figure hesitated to approach.

……

Feng Yun, who was far away in the hospital, frowned slightly as he looked in the direction of the door of the ward.

Then, under the curious gaze of the fat man and the three, Feng Yun squatted down, drew a door on the incense ash on the ground, and then blew on it slightly.

All of a sudden, a strange wind bulged from the construction site on Xiheli Road, blowing dust all over the place.

The dust seemed to cover the big wolf dog's eyes, and the barking sound disappeared immediately, and he kept turning in circles, as if temporarily blind.

Finally, the figure crossed the gate of the construction site and walked slowly forward again, step by step, gradually drifting away in the dark night...

Seeing this scene in his eyes, Lao Zhao froze in place with a cold body.

His eyes couldn't help looking at the figure that was fading away, and the inexplicable sense of familiarity has been entrenched in his heart, lingering for a long time.

"Pillar? It's a pillar!"

Old Zhao suddenly came back to his senses, he finally knew why the figure was so familiar.

Isn't that the pillar that he brought out from his hometown himself, and his life and death in the hospital are uncertain?

Why are the pillars here?
Shouldn't he be in the hospital at this time?

And why did he crawl out of that pothole?

I can't see clearly, but it always gives people a dirty feeling.

With more and more doubts in his heart, Lao Zhao couldn't help but shouted at the distant figure:
"Pillar, is that you, Zhuzi!"

"Pillar!"

With a loud roar, Lao Zhao suddenly sat up from the bed, breathing heavily, unable to calm down for a long time.

After he looked around, he realized that he seemed to be having a strange dream.

Old Zhao Yu stood up in shock, came to the window, and looked outside. There was no one there, and the big dog was still sleeping at the door, with the night wind blowing its mane, and the atmosphere was peaceful.

This made Lao Zhao wipe the sweat off his forehead, and then sighed softly.

"It's just a dream..."

Because Lao Zhao's shout just now woke up many workers, they asked worriedly, but Lao Zhao didn't explain too much, just waved his hands and went back to the bed again.

The construction site outside the window was extremely quiet, the wind and shadows seemed to be scenes from old Zhao's dreams.

But this dream was so realistic that it even made Lao Zhao, who had just woken up, a little confused about reality.

Old Zhao, who just went back to bed and lay down, didn't notice...

The big wolfhound tethered to the door woke up slowly, but it didn't make any noise. It just kept circling in circles, pawing at its eyes, as if covered by dust...

(End of this chapter)