Urban Witcher

"Don't worry, the boy hasn't put it in yet." After Hu Wei finished speaking, he took out a triangular tower from his sleeve and put it on the table. Ye Shaoyang and the two of them looked closely. The small tower was probably made of crystal, translucent. Inside was a girl the size of a fist, with croissant braids and a red apron, with heavenly eyes and a very cute appearance, without any trace of evil, looking at Ma Cheng pitifully.

"This is the kid." Ma Cheng's eyes widened in surprise, there was no need to pretend at all, he was really surprised.

Ma Cheng nodded, "I'll send it to Guman Tong on the spot, and show it to Mr. Ma."

After finishing speaking, he took out a small copper box from his bag, and as soon as he opened it, there was a pungent smell of blood, Ye Shaoyang sniffled and said, "Black dog blood"

"Black dog blood mixed with special magic medicine, this is called exorcising ointment, which can make little ghosts avoid it."

Hu Wei placed a large piece of yellow mounting paper under the Gumantong, spread it all the way to the table, then reached into the bottle, smeared some ointment, and painted a red line on the yellow mounting paper.

His fingers worked quickly, and he began to apply very intently. It was also the first time for Ye Shaoyang to see someone perform the technique of raising ghosts. He thought it was very novel, so he looked at it seriously with Ma Cheng.

A few minutes later, Hu Wei took a breath, straightened his waist, and said, "It's done."

On the yellow mounting paper, there is a complicated maze-like pattern. Ye Shaoyang has never seen it before, but after studying it carefully for a while, he found that it is a small formation for exorcising ghosts. Kneeling and begging Baidu to squint the eyes

Hu Wei drew a Tai Chi seal on his palm with a cinnabar pen, and then opened the crystal tower to release the little ghost.

This little ghost has a lot of cultivation. After getting out of the tower, he immediately wanted to escape. As soon as he flew up, he was slapped down by Hu Wei, and fell into the ghost exorcism formation. His figure immediately shrank to the size of a fist following the formation. The lines drawn with the blood of the black dog immediately turned into three-dimensional walls of water, flowing back and forth.

Huaxue Chenghe Ye Shaoyang almost cried out, this is the inner sect magic of Xuanqing Mountain Sect, it is specially used for exorcising ghosts, I didn't expect that the Northern Sect of Xuanqing Mountain would also do it

The most important thing is that this is a very bright and sacred spell in Nanzong. Unexpectedly, it was used by Hu Wei in such a dirty place, and he immediately felt righteous indignation.

However, feeling that Hu Wei was looking at him out of the corner of his eye, Ye Shaoyang thought that he was just a disciple of Xuanqing Mountain now, so he intentionally made a surprised and confused look, expressing that he didn't understand the details of the spell, and continued to look at that brat.

The little ghost seemed to be very afraid of the flowing blood walls on both sides, and walked forward hesitantly. When he reached the first intersection, Hu Wei immediately made a seal with both hands, and pressed it on the yellow mounting paper. body.

"Woo..." the little ghost cried out in pain, and as the blood flowed away, a gray aura appeared on it, which gradually dissipated in the air.

The little ghost continued to walk forward while crying, and when he reached the second intersection, the same thing happened again, this time the little ghost cried harder, obviously this time the blood hurt it more.

"What are you doing?" Ma Cheng frowned, and said with some embarrassment.

"This is called spirit washing. Use blood to wash away her aura, so that ghosts can't find her. At the same time, she has no ability to enter the underworld on her own initiative. She will stay in the Gumantong with peace of mind. This kind of spirit washing needs to be done seven times before she can find it." You're done."

Ma Chengdao: "Could it be that all little devils have to go through this?"

"Only little ghosts with cultivation base need to cleanse the spirit, otherwise there may be troubles in the future." Hu Wei raised his head, smiled at Ye Shaoyang, and said with some pride: "Junior Brother Yang, this one-handed spirit cleansing technique, you will be in trouble in the future." You haven’t seen Xuanqing Mountain before, have you?”

Ye Shaoyang nodded, and cursed in his heart: evil devils heretics.

Ma Cheng deliberately cooperated and said: "In the future, if you have a chance, you should communicate with Mr. Hu more, and gain a lot of knowledge."

"Yes, we must communicate."

Ye Shaoyang felt that he had always been a patient person, but seeing the horrific pain this kid was suffering, he could hardly bear it anymore, and clenched his fists under the tea table tightly.

Just when he was almost unable to control his emotions, Ma Cheng suddenly patted his arm and said, "I lost my purse in the car, please help me get it, please help me."

Ye Shaoyang immediately understood that Ma Cheng must have guessed that he would feel unbearable, even though he behaved normally, so he took his car keys and walked downstairs quickly.

The moment he walked out of the traditional Chinese medicine store, he took a deep breath, and secretly swore in his heart that he must kill Hu Wei, a man with no conscience.

I calmed down below, and was about to turn around and go in when I saw Master Four Treasures coming from the opposite side.

"Haha, Brother Yang, long time no see." Master Four Treasures walked up politely, originally wanted to hug Ye Shaoyang, but seeing that his reaction was cold, he shook hands instead.

After chatting for a few words, Master Sibao invited him to go upstairs together.

When I returned to the compartment on the second floor, I looked at the tea table, and saw that the little ghost had crawled out of the yellow mounting paper and stuck his body on the Gumantong.

Hu Wei took out a piece of red cloth from the bag, covered it on the Gumantong, wrapped the imp in it, tied it tightly from below, then kept pinching his hands along the hem of the red cloth, closed his eyes, and kept chanting incantations, suddenly Opening his eyes, he pulled off the red cloth vigorously, let out a long breath, and said, "You're done."

Ma Cheng smiled, nodded and said, "Mr. Hu has worked hard."

"Mr. Ma, you're welcome. Come on, it's time to finish your eyes." Hu Wei picked up the cinnabar pen and handed it to Ma Cheng.

Ma Cheng hesitated.

Hu Wei thought he didn't know how to click, and explained: "This is just a ceremony to recognize the Lord. It doesn't matter what kind of eyes you click, Mr. Ma can just click on it."

Seeing that Ye Shaoyang did not object, Ma Cheng had no choice but to hold the cinnabar pen and point at Gumantong's two eye sockets.

Gumantong's two eyeballs immediately flashed a flash of light, which took a long time to disappear.

Hu Wei smiled and said: "That's fine, Mr. Ma, after you take it back, offer it once in the morning and evening, two sticks of incense, three cups of water, and two incense candles. I'll send you some later, and call me if there's nothing left. This kid is injured now, and he will recover in about seven days."

Ma Cheng nodded and thanked him.

Hu Wei said again: "Scent candles and the like are just to assist in cultivation. You need to use something to support it every day. It is best to use it twice in the morning and evening. It absorbs the essence of the food, not really eating it. So you put it in the morning. Take one copy to its room, take it away at night, and then go in with another copy."