After Bai Yueguang disappeared, I was forced to become a ghost hunter

The willow branches in the garden didn't stop, and Cong Rongzhen's shoulders slowly tapped down from top to bottom.

Rong Zhen felt sleepy for a while and couldn't help closing his eyes. The little Taoist priest opposite him also closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground.

For thousands of years, the Zhang family's spirit-controlling technique, the Wang family's sprinkling wine to ask spirits, the Liu family's Qiandan Pavilion, and the Xiao family's divination experience, each has its own unique skills, and it has continued to this day. This core technology will not be transferred.The Wang family sprinkles wine and asks spirits, cares about other people's ghosts and monsters, as long as the soul is intact, they can ask you anything.

Of course, asking how much is also closely related to the practice of the practitioner.

At this moment, the little Taoist surnamed Hao frowned, which was in stark contrast to Rong Zhen, who was facing him with a relaxed expression. The children of the four great families had seen the Wang family's drinking and asking spirits before, and knew that this special skill would take time, so they were all patient. After asking clearly, the two of them will wake up.

Everyone should eat, drink, and be peaceful.Only Wang Qiankun felt something was wrong, his proud apprentice took too long.

Sprinkling wine to ask the soul will not exceed 5 minutes.

At this time, it has been a full 8 minutes.

Wang Qiankun couldn't sit still anymore. This kind of spiritual questioning has been going on for a long time, and the person who was asked was fine, but the person who asked the question may not be sure, so he got up to go and have a look.

Unexpectedly, before he got up, his little apprentice suddenly stood up from the ground with a "bang", his complexion was pale, strangely white, as if his blood had been sucked away by something, leaving only a pale foundation, He didn't open his eyes.

Several big men opposite him also saw that something was wrong.

Two lines of tears flowed from the little apprentice's tightly closed eyes.

With fishy smell, bright red.

It's blood and tears.

"Not good!" Wang Qiankun jumped up from the chair. He rushed forward in three steps and two steps, and supported the little apprentice who was leaning back. When he fell, his face was facing the sky. , everyone saw that his seven orifices were bleeding.

"Senior brother Hao!" Wang Chuang also rushed over, took out a few pills from his bosom, and hurriedly stuffed them into his senior brother's mouth.

On the other side, Rong Zhen still had her eyes closed and didn't move at all.

Zhang Xingke wanted to get up, but Zhang Yifeng's hands did not relax at all.

"Father, I beg you." Zhang Xingke couldn't sit still when he saw such changes. The Wang family asked about the spirit, and the seven orifices bleed from the question. This was the first time in the world.

"Rong Zhen is fine." Mr. Zhang didn't move his butt, this is really strange!

The surrounding crowd began to commotion.

"what happened?"

"I do not know!"

"The Wang family asked if the spirit technique didn't work?"

"I see that kid is bleeding!"

For a moment, the face of the Wang family was completely ruined. Wang Qiankun took the little apprentice who was bleeding from the seven orifices to one side with one hand, sat in Wenling's position, picked up the willow on the ground in his hand, did not drink any more, and lighted it on Rong. The top of the sky is covered.

After all, Jiang is old and spicy. This time the person opposite reacted, Rong Zhen trembled slightly, and a painful expression began to appear on his face, but Wang Qiankun was not at ease, he was more uncomfortable than Rong Zhen.

A long minute passed.

Wang Qiankun's back was already drenched with sweat. When the second hit the full five minutes, he bounced up mechanically, stood up straight, and looked around with his head.

For a time, it seemed like a lifetime.

"How is it?" Zhang Yifeng stepped forward to help him.

"Brother Wang?" Xiao Xinzhai couldn't help but opened his mouth to ask.

Mr. Wang opened his eyes suddenly, like an owl seeing its prey at night, his cloudy eyes were rare black and bright, and he uttered three words like a bell.

"Not to be said."

This time, the birthday banquet was completely exploded, and everyone in the same way understood the gold content of Wang Qiankun's three words "unspeakable".

It's not the kind of mystical Taoist priests in TV dramas and movies, who mutter in their mouths that they can't say, can't say.

But the head of the Wang family, one of the exorcist families, at this age, the housekeeper's unique skill of drinking wine and asking the soul, there is still something unspeakable?

What can a cultivator not say?

Only secrets cannot be leaked.

Only Zhang Xingke rushed forward amidst the people's gossip, and helped Rong Zhen who was still asleep, his eyes were red.

The author has something to say: If the writing is not smooth, please forgive me, I will follow up to revise the article~~~