Tianting Courier

Chapter 116 The God of Plague is Very Skinny
Wei Qing became a little nervous at the mention of calling back souls!
"The God of Plague, let's do it." The two stood for a long time, the God of Plague looked at Wei Qing, and Wei Qing looked at the God of Plague, affectionately.

The God of Plague showed a look of surprise, and said: "Fuck, you just do it, what are you looking at me for? I came here to beat you up. I still have to do something for such a low evocation. I'm sorry Does Zhang Yizhi have a handsome face like a pear flower that rivals a begonia?"

If it was on WeChat, Wei Qing would definitely throw a picture of the despised fight that went viral on the Internet to the God of Plague, and couldn't help cursing: "Fuck, if I can call back souls, I beg you to come! Fight me!" It should be me, right? Please stop playing, okay!"

The God of Plague laughed and said, "Don't worry, with me, an old driver, guiding you, nothing will happen, and you can still learn something, right?"

It's as if it's true...

"Generally speaking, people who die naturally at home only need a soul-calling spell to attract the dead soul. If it is a dead soul who died in a foreign country, it will be a little troublesome. Zhang Fugui died suddenly in the local hospital. It is considered that he died in his hometown, so it is not a problem to attract. The problem is that this is a hospital, and the hospital is very dark, and it is the place with the highest frequency of death. Attract a lot of irrelevant souls!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Qing asked, "Then what if it's me who guides you?"

The God of Plague said seriously: "These props are the lowest level of spiritualism, and you are a mortal. Zhang Fugui may not be able to summon you, but there is no problem with me assisting you. Even if you attract irrelevant souls, I will You can also free up your hands to get rid of these souls, or should we change?"

Wei Qing quickly shook his head and said, "Then I should come?"

Although he has never summoned souls before, with the help of the old driver of Plague God, it is not a big problem. If Wei Qing were to deal with a group of evil spirits, the risk factor would be too great.Looking at it now, although this God of Plague looks very out-of-the-ordinary, he is still very thoughtful. I hope he is reliable.

"Where are the belongings of Zhang Fugui's family?" The God of Plague glanced at the pile of things on the ground.

Wei Qing picked up Zhang Linlin's coat and said, "Time is running out, I only have this coat, is it okay?"

"This may not work. Although Zhang Fugui died in his hometown, the old Zhang family was sentenced to extinction by Lord Yan. After the death of their family members, they can only enter the underworld and enter reincarnation for a hundred years. Enjoying the worship of incense, offering food and exalting scriptures can only become a lonely ghost in the world, so I am worried that even if Zhang Fugui hears the call of his relatives, if he is not strong enough, he will not come!"

Wei Qing asked, "Then what should we do?"

The God of Plague laughed and said, "Go and fetch the little girl's little inner, that's fine!"

Seeing the wretched smile of the God of Plague, Wei Qing knew that he had been fooled again, and said angrily, "Get out, be serious!"

"Hey, forget it, I can only work harder. You put this dress on!" Wei Qing looked at the God of Plague suspiciously, and the God of Plague snorted, "Why should I lie to you. In this world, Zhang Fugui is the most Only his sons and daughters are concerned, and only the two of them can successfully summon Zhang Fugui. When you put on this dress, Zhang Fugui will feel the call from his relatives! Damn, you didn’t let you wear that A girl's little inner, it's so slow to put on a coat!"

Wei Qing's old face shuddered, and he could only put on Zhang Linlin's white coat tightly, and there was still a hint of feminine fragrance.

The God of Plague grabbed a black soul flag from the air, handed it to Wei Qing, and said, "This is the soul-calling flag, you take it!" Wei Qing took the soul-calling flag and searched it back as soon as it touched it, and asked: " What are these curses on the flag, I took a look and felt countless ghosts biting me!"

The God of Plague rolled his eyes and shouted: "Let you hold it, why do you look at the spell on it! It's the curse of calling back souls!"

Wei Qing then brought the soul-calling banner over, a burst of icy breath flowed out from the soul-calling banner, penetrated into Wei Qing's body, his rosy face instantly became as pale as the plague god!The God of Plague chuckled, pointing at Wei Qing, a little blue light entered Wei Qing's body, Wei Qing shivered all over, and then felt the coldness in his body recede...

The God of Plague glanced at Wei Qing, and shouted in a low voice: "Pick up the soul flower on the ground, and follow behind me, don't make a sound!"

Wei Qing quickly picked up the soul flower on the ground with the other hand, and followed closely behind the God of Plague!
God of Plague didn't hold anything in his hand, just walked in front, muttering words, and walked around the whole grove! After a circle, the whole grove was thick with fog, and the vision became very blurred, and there were bursts of inexplicable cold wind It blows from all around, but it can't blow away the slowly gathering white mist...

Gradually, Wei Qing seemed to be able to hear the sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves, trembling with fright, and breaking out in cold sweat all over, but dared not make a sound!

The God of Plague suddenly shouted: "There is a soul feeling the evocation, no matter what you see later, don't panic and don't make a sound, just follow my orders!"

Wei Qing hurriedly nodded, are the evil spirits finally coming?

"Put Zhang Fugui's birthday horoscope in the soul flower, and bury it with rice!" The God of Plague looked up into the distance.

Wei Qing was in a hurry, and couldn't help but said: "I hold the soul-calling flag in my right hand, and the soul flower in my left hand. There is no third hand!"

The God of Plague turned his head and laughed coldly: "You won't put Hunluo on the ground first, why are you so stupid!"

Wei Qing muttered, how did he know that Hunluo could let go.Wei Qing hurriedly put Zhang Fugui's birthday horoscope in the soul flower, then grabbed a lot of rice and put it in the soul flower, and asked, "Is this enough? Do you want to take some more white rice in!"

The God of Plague shouted, "Shut up, didn't you hear me?"

Wei Qing was annoyed for a while, if it wasn't for the critical moment of summoning souls, he would have started cursing a long time ago!

The God of Plague didn't say anything, didn't I mess it up because I didn't do it properly?
Mingshen continued to speak, and said, "Burn Zhang Fugui's clothes!"

Wei Qing hastily put down the soul flower again, and put down the soul-calling flag, but Mingshen yelled: "Why do you put down the soul-calling flag, you have to hold it, otherwise the evil spirits and wild ghosts come, and you don't have the protection of the soul-calling flag, you will be ghosts." Upper body! You are such a pig!"

Wei Qing hurriedly picked up the soul-calling banner, but how could he tear the clothes with one hand, and couldn't help asking: "How to tear the clothes?"

Mingshen gave Wei Qing a cold look, with a look of contempt on his face, and said, "Is it okay to let you tear off a dead man's clothes? Let you take off a woman's clothes and roll the bed sheets, I think you don't have hands to tear them off!" Wei Qing blushed, quickly picked up the clothes and tore them up with his mouth, then took out the lighter and prepared to burn them!
The God of Plague shouted: "You are so stupid as a pig, why are you using a lighter? Lighting cigarettes? Didn't I ask you to buy joss sticks?"

Wei Qing couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Could you please be more careful, this will really kill you!"

(End of this chapter)