Although the turtle was king in the river, it became like a kitten when it reached the shore.
Even its head and limbs were deeply retracted into the turtle shell.
Luo Chen hurriedly ran to the shore and used the turtle that had long lost his spiritual power.
The red rope tied the turtle tightly.
Luo Chen looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late.
Then he smiled at Da Liu, took out some money and handed it to Da Liu.
Da Liu quickly waved his hand.
Just as he was about to speak, Luo Chen interrupted: "Brother, this money is not a sign of respect.
You must take it, otherwise you will look down on me, brother."
Da Liu was a little embarrassed and just scratched his head.
Luo Chen said nothing and casually picked up the turtle and waved to Da Liu as he walked.
Luo Chen was very anxious at this time.
He was about to catch ghosts again and take supplements.
This set of magic weapons had to be prepared before then.
He didn't have much time.
After another bumpy journey, Luo Chen did not return home directly.
Instead, he found a secluded room and placed the turtle on the table.
The red rope probably got wet and washed away the rooster blood and cinnabar, so it lost its effectiveness.
At this time, it could only be used as an ordinary rope to tie up the turtle.
Luo Chen took out the Laoshan ancient book and read it in detail, then put it aside and took out a blank piece of talisman paper and a brush dipped in cinnabar ink.
Draw the talisman carefully.
This is the first time Luo Chen has drawn a talisman.
This time he wants to draw a soul-soothing spell.
The so-called soul-suppressing spell is a way to ensure that the spiritual power of the slaughtered spiritual creature will not dissipate when it is slaughtered, but will be firmly suppressed in the flesh and blood.
When drawing a spell, the most important thing is to make it smooth and coherent.
If you make a mistake, the spiritual power will not work properly on the spell, and it will become a piece of waste paper.
Luo Chen put his spiritual power on the tip of the pen and immediately started to write.
However, the spell failed after just a few strokes.
Luo Chen could not achieve that level of freedom.
Looking at the sky outside, I felt even more anxious.
I hurriedly threw away the invalid spell and drew it again.
But the more anxious I was, the more mistakes I made.
After a while, Luo Chen's spiritual power was running low.
Luo Chen wiped the sweat from his face, sighed deeply, and then meditated quietly, trying to calm himself down.
After about an hour, which is what mortals call two hours, Luo Chen's spiritual power recovered a little.
Luo Chen did not rush to draw the spell this time.
Instead, he held up the ancient book again, and kept looking at the process of drawing the spells in the book, and kept imitating it in his mind.
Time passed slowly, It was already ten o'clock in the evening.
Luo Chen opened his eyes and immediately picked up a pen and paper.
This time, Luo Chen did not use that kind of concentration when drawing.
Instead, he slowly closed his eyes again and recalled the process of drawing in his mind.
The spiritual power circulates slowly, and the tip of the pen floats gracefully on the talisman paper.
Luo Chen opened his eyes again and found that the spell had been drawn.
Although it was still very green, it was already 60 to 70% effective.
Luo Chen was no longer picky, time waits for no one.
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Luo Chen stood up, washed his hands, and then used red rope to pull out all the limbs of the turtle, tied them, and fixed them on the table.
Picking up the talisman casually, the spiritual power surged in his hand, and then he pressed it hard on the turtle's back.
I saw a demonic green spiritual power flowing above the cinnabar incantation on the talisman.
Immediately, dense lines like spider webs spewed out from the spell all over the turtle's body.
The soft-shelled turtle's eyes revealed a look of vivid fear, and unknown liquid flowed out, and then it shrank its head deeper.
Luo Chen thought to himself, he had heard people say that cows and horses would shed tears when they were slaughtered, but he never expected that this soft-shelled turtle would also shed tears.
It must have lived a long time, and it has already opened up its spiritual wisdom.
Luo Chen lit some incense for the turtle, and then said, regardless of whether the turtle understood or not, "Sorry, goodbye."
After saying that, Luo Chen quickly picked up the scalpel and ended the life of the turtle.
Although Luo Chen had never cooked or slaughtered animals, he had been a doctor for many years and his skills were quite skillful.
What Luo Chen wants is not the meat of the turtle, but the bones.
He wants to use the bones with spiritual energy to make something called a soul-locking needle.
Luo Chen carefully picked out the bones of the turtle, then picked seven harder bones and polished them carefully on the grindstone, and kept using aromatherapy.
After a while, the polishing was completed, and then looked at the appearance of the bone needles.
Already smooth and white.
Luo Chen looked at his watch and saw that it was already late at night, and then secretly thought that the crematorium should be off work by now, and it was time to set off.
Luo Chen immediately packed his bags and prepared to leave.
Luo Chen stood near the crematorium and found that there were several big wolf dogs guarding the door.
It was said that strange things often happened in this crematorium.
There are often female corpses that are stripped naked and placed on the ground in the shape of large characters.
The crematorium originally didn't take it seriously, but some time ago it was said that the daughter of a certain director was in a car accident.
His head was smashed to pieces, and the day after he was brought here, he was found naked and lying on the ground, with his head still wrapped in clothes.
The director was furious.
So now the crematorium is heavily guarded, and Luo Chen doesn't want to stir up a hornet's nest, but he has no choice.
There is only one crematorium nearby, so he can only take risks.
Luo Chen took out a mask and put it on his face, then took out two pills from the package and sprinkled them into the prepared buns.
He slowly approached the door where the wolf dog was, threw them over, and ran away.
The wolf dog barked, but it did not attract the guards.
A tall wolf dog approached the bun containing the medicine and sniffed cautiously.
Then he wagged his tail happily, and Luo Chen felt proud.
He was afraid that the wolf dog would sniff out the medicine in the bun, so he went to the toilet on the way and added some ingredients to it.
When the other wolfdogs saw the leader eating happily, they immediately ran over to fight for it, and then started howling in a low voice.
In less than five minutes, all the wolfdogs had fallen down.
Luo Chen checked his attire, and after making sure that his face was not easily seen, he rushed up to the wall, jumped over, tiptoed and hid a few wolf dogs among the flowers and grass, and then went straight to the corpse room.
Luo Chen turned around several times and finally reached the corpse room.
He opened the door lock with some effort and walked in.
Although the decoration of the room was very modern, But it was still dark and eerie.
Luo Chen didn't dare to use lighting equipment for fear of being discovered, so he hunched forward and opened a corpse cabinet.
Pulling it apart gently, a sudden chill hit him.
Luo Chen looked at it intently and felt his stomach churn.
He was an old man, as skinny as a stick.
A severed arm was placed next to him.
Looking at the belly, the intestines were exposed.
He was not even wearing any clothes, and his eyes were staring.
It seemed that he was unwilling to die with his eyes closed, Luo Chen thought to himself, maybe it was the unfilial children of that family, and the old man died so miserably that he didn't even have any clothes to wear.
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Just when Luo Chen was considering whether to take action, a faint sound suddenly came from his ears.
Luo Chen was suddenly startled and his heart was beating wildly.
There was no sound at all around him, and some were only thumping.
Heartbeat.
Luo Chen covered his chest and thought to himself, I am a Taoist priest, let alone a mouse or something, even if it is a lonely ghost, I don't care.
Thinking about it, Luo Chen took out the scalpel and slowly moved towards the voice.
Go to the source.
Luo Chen walked very slowly every step.
Every time he took a step closer, the sound inside became thicker, like breathing.
Luo Chen thought to himself, could ghosts also breathe?
I had never heard of such a thing.
Luo Chen stopped.
In front of him was a door.
There was a faint sound of breathing from inside the door.
Luo Chen squeezed the scalpel in his hand, and then the spiritual power surged in his body.
Luo Chen took a deep breath, and suddenly He opened the door and instantly, Luo Chen was dumbfounded.
In front of Luo Chen, a young man in work clothes was lying on top of a female corpse with all its limbs mutilated, moving up and down.
When the man saw Luo Chen suddenly burst in with a mask on, he was stunned for a moment. .
Luo Chen was also stunned.
What he thought was some kind of lonely ghost turned out to be scaring him.
He was just a person with necrophilia, and he was a living person.
If it were a ghost, it would be easier to deal with, but now he is a living person.
You can't kill him yourself.
At this moment, the young man seemed to come to his senses, with a fierce look in his eyes, and rushed towards Luo Chen without even lifting his pants.
Luo Chen quickly put away the scalpel and punched the young man.
The young man leaned his body to avoid Luo Chen's fist, and slammed his knee into Luo Chen's abdomen.
Luo Chen couldn't dodge and was hit and took two steps back.
This made Luo Chen sick, and he thought, Why don't you put your pants on before you hit him?
The young man seemed to be a martial artist, and he showed no mercy when he gained the upper hand.
He hit Luo Chen's head hard with his right fist again.
Luo Chen suddenly shrank his head, and his fist brushed against Luo Chen's scalp.
Luo Chen threw his body forward and threw the young man to the ground.
Then he suppressed the nausea in his heart and sat on the young man's body.
Punch after punch, he hit the young man on the head hard.
After a while, the young man fainted.
Luo Chen got up and kicked the young man.
He stopped looking at him and walked towards the female corpse.
Luo Chen covered the young man's clothes on the female body and whispered, "It's so humiliating that a person is already dead.
It's really, alas."
Luo Chen carried the female body to the cremation room, adjusted the fire temperature to the minimum, and then took out a bottle to collect the corpse oil.
The materials for the soul-locking needle had been found, and the rest was soaked in the corpse oil.
The female corpse didn't seem to have much fat.
It only collected a small half cup and stopped dripping.
Luo Chen had no choice but to increase the temperature of the fire and was about to leave.
As he was leaving, he passed by the young man and received another heavy kick.
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Luo Chen didn't see that after he left, a woman wearing white clothes with waist-length hair was standing in the room, looking coldly at Luo Chen who was walking away, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised
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