7 Expulsion Ceremony
1984 Words
The night was black and the wind was high. From the first day of Qingming when I came to Shenting County, the downpour of cold rain seemed to have never stopped.
It was late at night, and all the houses closed their doors and windows tightly. There were no people in the streets and lanes. Only the dim street lamps lit up in the heavy rain, stretching the shadows of everything very long. There seemed to be a pair of eyes hidden in the deep alley, staring at him positively.
Tonight’s heavy rains and thunderstorms are especially frequent. From time to time, lightning tears open the curtain of dark clouds, and there is a deafening boom from the sky.
Holding a big umbrella, Qingming quickly walked through the streets of Shenting County and returned to the abandoned temple again. The small county town in the rain at night was like a prison.
The door panel blew by the strong wind yesterday still fell on the broken idol. Jia Qingming leaned the umbrella against the wall next to him, took out the things Miss Bai Ling had prepared for him from his backpack and began to make preparations.
He found a deformed old incense burner in the ruins, put Ms. Bai Ling's aromatherapy block wrapped in a handkerchief in it, lit it with a match, and a strange fragrance rose. In the humid space, white smoke plumes. Haunted, like a strange wonderland.
Then he took out a PAD very ruinously and unlocked the screen. It happened to be the spiritual formation picture prepared by Miss Bai Ling for him, and the lines outlined mysterious patterns. The mysterious background was put on by Miss Bai Ling P, and there were actually the watermark of the Stealing Pavilion and the painting of Miss Bai Ling in the lower right corner.
Qingming looked helplessly at this unreliable spiritual formation.
But now this is just a graphic. What kind of carrier is used, the hand-drawn is still the electronic picture, the chalk, or the black dog blood, which is the best raw material passed down by folk Taoism, is not much different. Miss Bai Ling was like this at the time. Say, because the graphics is just a guide tool.
The most important thing in the magic of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements is the formation of eyes.
The last thing Qingming took out was a small bottle with a few drops of blood that hadn't dried up at the bottom... It was in the Stealing Pavilion just now when Bai Ling squeezed it out of the old wound on his finger.
Qingming pointed the mouth of the bottle at the center of the spirit formation and turned the bottle upside down.
The blood slid down along the inner wall and finally stopped at the bend of the bottle's mouth.
Jia Qingming took a deep breath.
He knows that success or failure depends on this!
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Two hours ago, in the stealing pavilion.
The scent of minced meat wafts in the antique room. On the antique large dining table of agarwood, there are white porcelain flat plates and silver knives and forks.
The three foodies are very skilled but eating steaks full of violations, and Xiao Hei's portion is replaced with Long Li fish steaks with more violations of tomato sauce.
Only Xiaobai tried the same offensive black pepper sauce at first but was choked with his tongue out for a long time. He also changed to the bright red tomato sauce and put it on the fried steak.
"Not bad, Qingming cooks very well." The corners of Xiaobai's mouth were greasy, and he didn't forget to pat his shoulder.
Qingming embarrassedly raised her hand and grabbed her hair. "Ah, it's nothing. When I was working in a western restaurant before, I used to..."
Before he finished being humble, Qingming realized that this compliment was just foreplay. Xiaobai handed him the empty plate, showing a very sunny smile, "One more!"
Compared with these two people, Bai Ling looked more gentle, cut off a small piece with a dining knife, then pierced it with a fork, and looked in front of him.
"Animals in captivity are forced to absorb nutrients from birth...waiting to be slaughtered. What a pity."
I sighed inexplicably. Without waiting for Qingming to complain, Bai Ling continued.
"Mr. Qing Ming, I thought that this matter could be resolved tonight."
"It's all right tonight? Really?"
Bai Ling nodded.
"Although I haven't seen the ghosts that infest Mr. Seimei with my own eyes, it should be some kind of house ghost. The house ghost was born only because of the obsession with the house during his lifetime. This kind of ghost is very weak and most of them are pranks, such as Shave the residents’ hair, which is called a ghost shave, and then there are pranks such as ghost presses."
"Their purpose is very simple. They just want to scare away the people in the house, so that the house becomes an empty house and its own place. But this time the situation is unusual."
She dipped the small steak on the fork with tomato juice and put it in her mouth.
"What's unusual?" Qingming asked Xiaobai in a blank question.
"The mana of this house ghost is too powerful. You once said that you saw it at school, and was even chased by that ghost on the streets of Shenting County. The house ghost needs strong mana to leave the house, and it can already be possessed. My guess just now is that, for some reason, it used that spirit circle... to satisfy the gods enshrined in this ancient temple."
"Captive...God?!"
"Yes, it's like humans raising cattle and sheep in captivity as their own food." She skewered the last steak. "The house ghost in this temple raised the gods originally enshrined here, and constantly drew strength from its broken clay body to make itself stronger and stronger."
"Let me just say, it turns out that the opponent is such a powerful ghost, otherwise I won't miss it." Xiao Hei curled his lips and said, obviously finding a good reason for himself.
"But that's a god, how could you be kept in captivity by a ghost?" Qingming asked in shock.
Captive gods are not to the extent that humans keep cattle and sheep in captivity. It is like a monkey keeping people in a cage. It is absurd.
"Everything has a spirit. In fact, God is just a kind of spirit."
Bai Ling said lightly, "I will give you something to get rid of it later. Tonight, we will act at midnight, and it should not be too late. In other words...our time is running out."
Speaking of this, Bai Ling looked out the window, as if to respond to her gaze. Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning outside the window, and there was thunderous thunder.
Tonight's lightning and thundering seem to be extremely frequent as if something is destined to happen.
Then she smiled briskly and handed over the empty plate:
"One more copy~"
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Success or failure in one fell swoop.
The blood in the vial dropped down and landed in the spiritual circle on the PAD screen.
Strangely speaking, the spirit array on this screen was originally separated by a thin layer of aluminum-silicon tempered glass, but when the blood dripped to the eyes of the array, the whole spirit array seemed to come alive.
The lines that make up the spiritual formation seem to be a group of twisting snakes, swaying with a faint light.
The yin wind suddenly burst into force, roaring violently, poured into the ancient temple, and the white mist of incense was blown and twisted. Rubble and crushed sand were picked up by the wind and blown on the body.
Jia Qingming raised his arms to cover his face, so as not to be blinded by the small gravel.
The ghost appeared.
According to Miss Bai Ling's words, it was a house ghost living in this ancient temple.
It no longer appeared in the terrifying appearance of Qiqiao with black blood. This time it looked like an ordinary person, like a weak man, with a gloomy expression on its pale face and white lips. .
"Why don't you leave?"
"I should ask you if this is the case?" Jia Qingming asked, somehow he felt that he was not so scared anymore, maybe it was the function of the spirit formation, maybe this ghost was just an ordinary appearance.
"That person, the person who lives here with you, let him go, you! All! Get out of here!"
"Why don't you want to leave here? Why don't you leave this ruined temple? Why stay here to scare others?"
"This is not something you should take care of." The house ghost floated towards him and said coldly.
Sure enough, the house ghosts are a group of paranoid people who don't make money.
The hair of the nerd ghost grows and grows rapidly, spreading its teeth and claws like algae floating in the water, and growing sharp and terrifying long nails on its hands.
It rushed towards Jia Qingming. After Qingming hurriedly retreated to the floating spiritual formation on the PAD, he was just an ordinary second-year high school student, with at most one heavenly eye. Only the spiritual formations that Miss Bai Ling could rely on now we're prepared for him.
I saw ghosts passing through the spirit circle...
Nothing happened.
The cold and cold spirit body entangled Qingming's body like a giant python.
"Then," the ghost showed its sharp teeth, "Let me see your deepest fear!"
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Click-click.
The jade bracelet in his hand suddenly spread a few cracks, and finally broke into many pieces, scattered on the solid wood floor.
This jade bracelet was previously exchanged by Jia Qingming...for a price.
Bai Ling knelt down, rolled up all the fragments, and put it in a handkerchief.
She had just bathed, wearing a faux-fabric bathrobe, and her long, jet-black hair was still wet. The relaxed mood was suddenly disrupted by this change.
She spread the handkerchief full of fragments on the dressing table of agarwood, picking up pieces of broken jade with her onion-like fingers, and quickly assembled them as if she wanted to restore the original shape of this jade bracelet.
She didn't really value this jade bracelet, but just now, at the moment before the bracelet broke, she vaguely saw that this sudden c***k seemed to form some kind of pattern.
In the Yin and Shang dynasties, the witchcraft used the technique of tortoiseshell divination, which is to burn the tortoiseshell with fire and then interpret the cracks caused by the burning.
The fire has been a sacred thing since ancient times, and the crackling sound of tortoise shells when it burns is also regarded as the whispering sound of the gods when they convey the will of the gods.
The final achievement of the inscription is the c***k that appeared at the same time as the sound of the tortoiseshell——
The dense cracks seem to be the future written by the gods.
In a short moment, she could not see clearly, but she immediately realized that the cracks that suddenly appeared on this jade bracelet were the same.
These dense cracks appeared in front of Bai Ling as the group was assembled.
Outside the Stealing Pavilion, lightning flashed thunder.
"Xiao Bai, it looks like I am going out." She said softly.
It seemed to be a contract thing that responded to her call, with a bang, the aura flickered, and then Xiao Bai showed his figure in front of her.
"Miss Bai Ling, no. The thunderstorm tonight is so heavy..."
"Mr. Qingming is in big trouble."
"Miss Bai Ling had an early arrangement? After Qingming left, she also arranged for Xiao Hei to go out. They acted in two lines, and there should be no problem with them. Now, I am afraid that the ceremony has already begun? You really want to... take risks. ?"
Bai Ling only tapped her head slightly, the elegant curve of her neck reminded people of an elegant swan.
"Help me change clothes, trouble you Xiao Bai. I'm afraid I must go this time." The soft bathrobe slipped from Bai Ling's pink shoulders, and she let out a sigh.
"Wrong once, wrong every time. I hope it's not too late."
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