Super Wizard

Such a professional liar, what can Fang Ming say, turn around is ready to continue to leave.

"Yes, our talents are now dying. This time I will allow you to watch. As for how much you can learn, it depends on your own ability."

The old master did not know why he suddenly changed his mind, and then said to Pan Shi: "Although Pan said, it is not midnight, but with the current strength of the old man, it is also possible to catch ghosts during the day without waiting for midnight."

Hearing the old saying, Pan Shi was naturally overjoyed, but Fang Ming said nothing, and he wanted to see how this liar would go on. After all, this villa is really haunted.

"Mr. Pan, take all the things I asked you to buy. I will arrange them first. The female ghost of the province will run away."

"The director is assured that everything you need is already purchased, and it is in the trunk. I will take it in now."

Pan Shi trot out of the door, and after a while, he came in with a few bags, and the old man took out many things from the bag, ink fountain, yellow paper, candles, wind chimes...

"General Pan, ghosts are different from humans. Ghosts have no entity, so ordinary people cannot touch ghosts, and because there are no entities, ghosts can pass through walls and can cross any obstacles, but these red lines are different. The most heard in our traditional culture is that the old man pulls the red thread, so the red thread has a connecting effect, but few people know that the red thread also has the effect of isolating ghosts."

"With this red rope in place, ghosts cannot directly pass through, but they must choose to go around like ordinary people. If they are entangled by red ropes, this ghost will also be bound."

"As for the wind chimes I put on the red rope, because the ghost can’t see it, but if the ghost touches the wind chime, the wind chime will ring for the first time, you can also know that female ghost It's already here."

Lao Dao is still explaining while laying, while Cai Wenli standing on one side can't help but whispered towards Fang Ming: "Mr. Fang, does the red rope really have this effect?"

"Yes."

Fang Ming nodded, he was a little surprised that this liar even knew the role of the red rope, so it seems that the other party is not all a liar, at least he still knows a lot about Taoist culture.

The red thread, if you have carefully observed life, you will notice that many traditional types of jewelry are red string, such as jade, such as copper coins, such as some locks, the reason why the red string is used because the red string has a bundle The role of the soul, and this type of jewelry has a beautiful meaning, the red rope can not only stabilize the soul, but also can transmit the role of these jewelry into it.

The old Taoist circled the villa hall with a red string, criss-crossing like a chessboard, and the center sofa was empty.

After finishing this step, the old Taoist took up the ink fountain again, let Pan Shi grab the end of the ink fountain, and pulled the thread out. He also played a black thread on the ground, and recite the mantra every time he played.

"The ink line flicked, so I sat on Laojuntang too."

"The two bombs of the ink line gathered the emperors from all directions."

"Three bombs on the ink line, the town house in the Quartet."

...

A line of ink divides the floor into grids, and it's been almost an hour since these things were done.

Pan Shi's husband and wife did not feel the procrastination delay or even touched their faces. The master's hard arrangement further showed that he was attentive to them and really wanted to capture the female ghost.

"Okay, the old man is already set up, and now it’s time to invite Grandpa."

The old master took a sip of tea and softened his throat, took out a wooden sculpture from the cloth bag he carried, and solemnly placed it on the table that had been covered with yellow cloth for a long time, and then took out the incense burner and started Zen. Incense, respectfully worshipped the sacrifice three times, and put incense on it.

After doing this step, the old master turned back and looked at Pan Shi with a solemn face. Pan Shi looked a little uneasy in his heart and couldn't help but ask: "Master, is there any problem?"

"Mr. Pan, do you have anything to hide from me?"

Lao Dao's face is serious, but Fang Ming looked at Lao Dao in surprise, but did he see it? Looking away, this old man is not a liar but a person with real skills?

"Da...Master, why did you say that?" Pan Shi asked with some surprise.

"When I asked Grandpa Grandpa just now, Grandpa Grandpa didn't even want to come. This is only one case, that is, the haunting of your family is something else. President Pan, you are not sincere, I am afraid I can do nothing about this."

The old master made Pan Shi anxious all at once, and finally invited a real expert, if the other party left, then he really could not help, but the inside story of this matter, he could not say Export.

"However, I also understand you, old people, every family has some secrets, some things are really difficult to tell, so I will take you to the grandfather master, um, just now the old master is going to go back and create a golden body for the grandmaster... …"

Just when Pan Shi was anxious, the old words came out again, and Pan Shi replied as soon as he heard this: "Master, I will pay the money to build a gold body. It is my sincerity."

"Well, since President Pan has this kind of heart, then I will incense and tell the grandfather."

The old man nodded, not looking for money. I just wanted to help you with a helpless expression, which made Fang Ming look funny. It seems that he had thought too much before. This old man said so much for better Blackmailed the family.

There must be a reason for being haunted in a place. Obviously, the scammer had some guesses, so he said it deliberately, and Pan Shi was naturally caught by the scammer because he had a ghost in his heart.

"The grandfather is here, and today the disciples begged the grandfather to show their spirits. If the grandfather promised, please give me some incense."

The old hands are sealed, and the fingers are pointing at the three burning incense, but after half a ring, the three incenses have not changed except for the slow burning.

"Mr. Pan, I'm afraid..."

"Master, I'm willing to donate another 5 million to Taoist Temple to rehabilitate. I only hope that Grandpa Master can feel my sincerity." Pan Shi said nothing more and said directly.

The old man didn’t say anything, turned his head to the opposite desk again, and invited the grandfather again, and this time when his words fell, the three incense burned suddenly and quickly, in just one minute, the remaining two-thirds It burned out.

"Grandpa Master agreed."

The old master was excited, and Pan Shi was also excited. Even Cai Wenli's eyes widened. Only Fang Ming looked at the old master with a playful smile.

Feeling the eyes of everyone, a pride of light flashed in the eyes of the old man, but when he noticed Fang Ming's playful expression, he froze a little, and murmured in his heart: "Does this kid see what clues are coming? Impossible, I’m so secretive, how could a burly kid see a flaw."