Urban Witcher

Then he took out a stack of talisman papers from the bag, asked Ye Shaoyang and Wu Yao to hold umbrellas together, being careful not to let the rain get in, then took out a brush and started drawing talismans.

Ye Shaoyang observed carefully, the shape of these talisman papers was very strange, the top was a rectangle, but the bottom was a pointed triangle.

The brush was dipped in cinnabar, and the characters drawn on the talisman did not look like words or pictures.

Taoist talismans are divided into three parts: talisman head, talisman gall, and talisman feet, all of which are indispensable.

But Mu Qingyu's talisman didn't have these at all, it was done in one go from top to bottom.

After drawing twelve talismans in a row, Mu Qingyu handed the talisman to Ye Shaoyang to hold it first, and when he came to the pile of charcoal fire, the charcoal was almost burned.

Mu Qingyu pulled it with a bamboo stick, found the thickest piece of charcoal, grabbed a handful of wet soil, wrapped one end of the charcoal, and asked Ye Shaoyang to bring over the copper basin that was used to hold rice, and there was still some glutinous rice in it.

Mu Qingyu took a spoonful of raw and cooked rice, put it into his mouth and started to chew, then spit it into the basin, but it was covered with blood.

Ye Shaoyang was startled, and suspected that she had bitten off her tongue and mixed glutinous rice with blood. Seeing that she was doing it seriously, he didn't ask carefully.

Mu Qingyu took out three pieces of bamboo strips from the bag, one was green and the other was yellow, holes were drilled in the green ends, and they were strung together with a piece of twine.

Mu Qingyu immediately tightened the hemp thread and tightened the bamboo strips to form a triangular bracket, and brought it in front of a corpse. The three legs of the "bracket" happened to be stuck in the middle of the corpse and two shoulders.

After Ye Shaoyang took a look, although he didn't understand the mystery, he also knew that it was probably related to the three souls of people.

Mu Qingyu grabbed the blood-stained glutinous rice, slid down one end of the bamboo strip, split it into three parts, and slid down the bamboo board onto the corpse.

Mu Qingyu first muttered something in Miao language, then switched to Chinese, and said in a cadenced tone: "The emperor's chair in the mountain, three handfuls of rice on the beam, a soul will be born, and the corpse will be laid on the ground..."

Then he picked up the charcoal that was still burning at one end, lifted off the clothes of the corpse, and burned it at the center of the heart, chanting words.

The part that was burned by charcoal made a sizzling sound, and green smoke rose.

Ye Shaoyang immediately smelled the smell of scorched human flesh, which is actually not bad, but this smell connects human flesh with food, this feeling... almost made Ye Shaoyang spit it out on the spot.

Wu Yao had already hid to the side, not daring to approach.

With a bang, the charcoal-burned corpse jumped up with both hands, straightened forward at ninety degrees, like a zombie in a movie, and opened its eyes, as big as a copper bell, with cloudy eyes.

A talisman was pasted on the zombie's face, and it immediately froze.

Mu Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Ye Shaoyang, and said, "This set of procedures needs to be just right. If you are in a hurry, the corpse will not gather energy, and if it is too late, you will cheat the corpse."

Mu Qingyu took out a brass bell with his left hand, shook it at the zombie, and said, "Get up!"

The zombie stood up abruptly, stretched out his arms, and remained motionless.

Terrified, Wu Yao immediately ran behind Ye Shaoyang. Even though she was young and had a lot of experience in witchcraft, she would inevitably show some fear when she saw a zombie.

Mu Qingyu took out a bamboo hat that he had prepared long ago, and put it on the zombie's head, to prevent the talisman from getting wet in the rain, and to isolate the yang energy and light, so that the zombie would not absorb too much yang energy and easily transform into a dead body.

Mu Qingyu followed suit, turning all twelve corpses into zombies and standing in a row.

After resting for a while, Mu Qingyu said to Ye Shaoyang apologetically, "Brother Shaoyang, I still have to practice. I can't let you see this part, please avoid it."

As soon as Ye Shaoyang heard it, he understood that the witchcraft in Miaojiang is all about the word "secret". It is precisely because witchcraft is never passed on to outsiders that it has been able to propagate until today. Once outsiders study and understand it, they will face many dangers.

"Be careful." Ye Shaoyang took care, and led Wu Yao down the mountain for a certain distance, and found a place to sit down.

Ye Shaoyang looked back, a fire was burning, and Mu Qingyu could faintly see dancing around the fire.

Recalling the entire process of the practice, the procedures were followed one by one, which was extremely complicated, and he couldn't help but sigh: "The technique of expelling corpses is indeed remarkable."

Wu Yao asked: "Is there no corpse removal technique in your Han spells?"

Ye Shaoyang shook his head: "Spells are also based on demand. There is no need for Han people to drive corpses, so there is no such spell."

If I want to kill a zombie, I have ten thousand ways, but how difficult is it to turn a dead person who has dissipated the corpse aura into a zombie by condensing the corpse aura, and then seal it with a magic talisman, and can also control the journey, only Ye Shaoyang like this Only masters of magic can understand.

It suddenly occurred to him that since Miaojiang wizards can make dead bodies walk, is there any magic that can make dead bodies do other more complicated things?

It would be terrible if there was one.

After waiting for about 20 minutes, Mu Qingyu summoned the two of them to go over. When he came to see, all the corpses were standing in one direction, with bamboo hats on their heads, lined up in a long line.

Mu Qingyu sat on a rock to rest, looking exhausted.

"It's not dark yet, and it must be dark to catch the dead. Let's just rest here for a while." Mu Qingyu said.

Ye Shaoyang nodded, sat down beside her, and inquired about some things about expelling corpses.

In Miaojiang, there used to be a dedicated corpse artisan, who inherited the lineage and was very strict. They had to be pure Miao people, and they had to pass multiple assessments, the most important of which was their sensitivity to direction.

Chasing corpses is always in the middle of the night, walking through mountains and forests, people who are easy to get lost, absolutely not.

Mu Qingyu talked a lot about the elements of exorcising corpses, and finally said with a smile: "The most important point is that exorcising corpses must be ugly and vicious, so as to shock the zombies."

Ye Shaoyang stared at her face and said with a smile: "Then you must not meet the standard, you are far behind."

"I like to hear that." Mu Qingyu pursed her lips and smiled, "I was trying to catch the ducks on the shelves, but luckily I didn't make any mistakes."

When it was dark, Mu Qingyu stood up, walked in front of the zombie, threw a handful of paper money in the wind, then shook the copper bell, and shouted in a clear voice:

"Walking corpse, strike!"

The twelve corpses jumped forward with their arms raised, maintaining the same rhythm.

Under the moonlight, this scene was extremely weird.

Ye Shaoyang walked in the front, responsible for opening the way before sprinkles, and at the same time, he was vigilant to avoid pheasants and wild dogs from appearing.

Zombies are most afraid of cock crowing and dog barking. Once they hear it, they will definitely cheat their corpses.

Mu Qingyu chased the corpse, walking without rush or slowness, keeping her eyes on her feet.

Zombies can jump, and they are not afraid of getting their bodies dirty. Zombies can walk wherever people walk, but they must never turn back.

Wu Yao tightly grasped Ye Shaoyang's hand, very nervous.

The three of them hurried on their way, and after walking for about an hour, Mu Qingyu stopped suddenly, with a serious expression on his face, and called Ye Shaoyang, and said in a trembling voice:

"Brother Shaoyang, do you feel anything?"

Ye Shaoyang was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

"I feel that something has entered the team, I can't turn back, please help me take a look!"

(A chapter was indeed missing yesterday, because I took the train for a day and a night yesterday. Tomorrow is my good brother Yue Heng’s birthday. Congratulations, Glory Hall will send out a wave of red envelopes tonight)——