Enchanter

Chapter No.70 How to Open the Forum

At this time, it was almost noon, that is, twelve o'clock in the noon. This is the time of the day when the yang energy is the most vigorous, and it is also the best time to open the altar.

Fragments of sunlight came in from outside the curtains, sprinkled a little golden, and the temperature in the originally cold living room also rose.

Old Zhao headed to the center of the room, counted the next four weeks, then lifted the suitcase to his chest, and suddenly let go of his five fingers, and when the suitcase fell to his waist, his left knee slammed upwards, knocking the leather The weight of the box reached the mid-air again, and at this moment, Old Zhao's eyes, which had been slightly squinted, suddenly opened wide, and he chanted a jerky and incomprehensible incantation, his right hand turned into a fist, and slapped heavily on the leather box.

"Boom" A dull echo spread out from the box, followed by a series of clicking sounds, as if the beating of old Zhao's head happened to activate a certain metal mechanism.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!" But seeing a flash of light, four red ropes flew out from the four corners of the box, and firmly nailed them to the four directions of the living room's east, west, north, south, quickly and accurately, without any difference.After taking a closer look, I found out that there was a sharp knife tied to the top of these red ropes, and it ### was firmly inserted into the wall, until it sank into the handle.It is precisely because of the sharpness of the knife, coupled with the exquisite mechanism in the box, that the above actions can be performed completely.

"It's done!" Old Zhao withdrew his hand, being pulled by four red ropes, the suitcase wobbled and stood still in mid-air, like a strangely shaped cradle.

"Yin Hui, light the fire and open the altar!" Old Zhao stroked his short beard.

"Yes, master." Yin Hui nodded, took out a box of high-quality sandalwood incense from his bedroom, and a rusty-red mahogany sword. He put the mahogany sword on the coffee table and took out three of the same length The sandalwood incense was carefully handed to Old Zhao.Old Zhao took it, clenched his hands, and bowed to the altar three times before inserting it into the copper furnace.

The incense burned quickly, wisps of strange smoke swirled around, and soon covered most of the room, making it difficult for people to figure out where to go, which added a sense of mystery.

In the smoke, only the slight gasps of the crowd remained, and the three dots of sandalwood burning incense.Old Zhao sat cross-legged in front of the altar, motionless, with his hands on his lap, not knowing what he was doing.After about 10 minutes, he slowly stood up. Yin Hui, who had been prepared for a long time, quickly picked up a blank yellow paper, rolled it in the cinnabar with the little wolf hair, and made a sword finger with his left hand in the air. Shaking the pinching formula, the pen with the right hand is flying like flying, but with a few breaths, a spell of flying dragon and drawing phoenix is ​​completed.Old Zhao took a mouthful of Erguotou, sprayed heavily on the yellow talisman in Yin Hui's hand, and then picked it up with a mahogany sword, fighting alone in the hall. These movements seemed chaotic, but in fact they were very particular. Taking steps as an example, this is called 'Yu step', and Yu step is a footwork movement commonly used by Maoshan disciples.It is said that it was created by Xia Yu, so it is called Yubu.Because the footwork turns according to the position of the Big Dipper, it is like stepping on the stars and constellations, so some people call it: "Stepping on the Big Dipper".

As the old Zhao head moved faster and faster, the altar also shook violently, and even the tea table and glasses in the room played a symphony of percussion music.The flames on the two incense candles are sometimes short and sometimes long, light yellow with a little blue, like ghosts from another dimension, swaying and dancing.The smoke made the hundreds of gods in the suitcase stand out against the illusion, true and false, as if they were flying through the clouds.

"Quick!" At the end, Old Zhao pointed fiercely at the tip of his sword, pierced through the flames, and tapped on the word 'Tao' in the altar.

"I would like to invite the three celestial beings of the Three Qings and Three Realms, Taishang Laojun, Zhang Zhao Erlang, Dongshan Old Man, Nanshan Younger Sister, Fuxi Shennong, Xuanyuan Emperor, Thunder God Emperor, Pangu Sage King, Earth Mother Yuanjun, Jade Emperor, Hengshan Qilang, Luoshan Jiulang, Marshal Zhao of the Dragon and Tiger Xuantan, Sanmao Zhenjun, five-star 28-mansion, all gods hold spells and spells, guarding Zhao Deshui, the fifth-generation successor of Maoshan No. Obviously, thousands are called thousands of responses, ten thousand are called ten thousand spirits, not self-spirit!"

As soon as the last word 'Ling' was uttered, the whole altar exploded with a burst of golden sparks, and a large word 'Forgiveness' was thrown on the floor directly below, followed by simultaneous explosions in all directions around it. Many patterns of Taiji gossip emerged, guarding the word "forgiveness" in the middle, which cannot be violated.

"It's done!" Old Zhao raised his sleeves and wiped his sweat, threw the mahogany sword back on the coffee table, and unbuttoned the two buttons of his jacket.

"Grandpa, drink a glass of water." Shen Feifei obediently handed over a glass of boiled water. Old Zhao smiled at her and touched her little head again: "Little girl, don't be naughty next time. , it still smells like mustard, it's so uncomfortable..."

"Puchi..." Shen Feifei lowered her head embarrassedly and smiled.

Old Zhao drank the water and called Tang Yan again: "Girl, we should go too. You prepare some fast food and water, bring them in first! Remember, these gossip patterns are your protective umbrella, stay in God obediently." Under the altar, with the protection of the patriarch of Maoshan, nothing will happen." After finishing speaking, one of them handed over a charm: "Keep it, this is the eagle eye charm, just like ancient spies, as long as there is something unclean Get close, and they will automatically burn, so be careful about everything."

Tang Yan and Shen Feifei looked at each other, thanked each other, and went their separate ways.Tang Yan took some necessities and a book to pass the time, while Shen Feifei dragged Yin Hui's entire snack box into the magic circle, and Yin Hui's face turned green and white, wondering if she made it in her previous life. Sin, offended this girl, otherwise how could she be against herself and become addicted...

Going forward and giving a few simple instructions, Yin Hui didn't say much, but just glared at Shen Feifei: "Little girl, I'll settle the score with you when I come back!"

"Hmph, try it, I'll boil your bath water to [-] degrees if you get angry!" Shen Feifei put her hips on her hips and pursed her lips.

"You are ruthless!" Yin Hui finally understood that the scariest thing in the world is not a wolf or a tiger, but a loli.Two women who also lived in the same apartment, how could there be such a big gap in their lives?

In this way, the two simply packed up a few necessities, and went downstairs in a hurry.

Yin Hui knew where Zhang Xiuting's cemetery was. The most remote cemetery behind the funeral parlor was mostly empty, and the tombs with photos could be counted with ten fingers.

The two took a taxi and came to this uninhabited place.Half of the mountains are densely white, like skeletons stacked together one by one.

"Mr. Zhao, you..."

Just as Old Zhao looked around for Zhang Xiuting's residence, a voice came from behind.

Yin Hui and Old Zhao turned around in a hurry, but saw Huang Chen staring at him with a stunned expression.