My Master is Lin Zhengying

Saying that, the two lifted Nan Chen and placed it directly in front of the altar in the courtyard.

Beside him is the tied scarecrow.

In front of the altar are several flags, bells, charms, water charms, and other magic tools.

Everyone is in place now.

Qiu Shengwen picked up the mahogany sword, and Xiaoyu also stood in the dark under the eaves, staring at all this.

Uncle Jiu stood in front of the altar with a cane.

With a serious face, he said:

"Qiusheng Wencai, listen to the order of the teacher, and break the curse for your junior brother."

"It's the master!"

"The Sanqing order is in front, first offer incense and worship..."

As soon as the words were finished, Qiu Shengwencai danced the mahogany sword, and a yellow talisman was stained.

Burn it to the candle.

They all shouted:

"I worship the patriarch."

The spell "boom" turned into a ball of flames.

The two put away their swords.

Listening to Uncle Jiu continue to speak:

"Dry is the sky, Kun is the earth.

Sunda (xù

) on behalf of the wind, shock on behalf of the thunder.

Hom into water, ionization of fire.

Gen (gè

) to make a mountain, and to make a lake.

Qiu Sheng, Zuo played Qiankun Xunlei.

Literary talent, on the right plays Kanli Gendui.

Show method..."

Uncle Jiu stood beside him, reciting the formula for opening the altar.

Constantly command Qiusheng Wencai.

Qiusheng's talent is there.

With Uncle Jiu in command, it's not a big problem to do it.

But this literary talent is a bit difficult.

Many times, there is a feeling of being in a hurry.

Even every step, Uncle Jiu explained it very clearly.

If you really want to cover it up, you can't even achieve perfection in literary talent.

Several times, almost went wrong.

But Qiusheng couldn't finish the ceremony of opening the altar by himself.

Therefore, there must be Wen to cooperate, and we can only pray for Wen to make no mistakes.

Uncle Jiu saw it, and his heart broke out in cold sweat.

But fortunately, Wencai lived up to expectations today. He played super long and didn't miss a single mistake.

After about half an hour.

Qiu Sheng raised a yellow talisman and slapped it on the altar.

With the other hand he picked up the bell.

Shake it a few times and press on the yellow talisman.

Stretching out his sword fingers, he let out a low growl:

"Hurry up like a law, show the law!"

As soon as these words were said, the scarecrow placed beside Nan Chen suddenly trembled.

Wen Cai was even more prepared. At this time, he twisted a yellow chicken and cut its neck with a knife.

The yellow rooster kept struggling, and the blood "drip-tat-tat" kept falling on the chests of Nan Chen and the scarecrow.

Nan Chen still maintained the last sliver of sanity.

I felt the yellow chicken blood, but it was like hot oil, extremely hot.