"Altar" A thought suddenly flashed in my mind: If he had to bring it over, could it be related to the ghost altars lost in Sister Cao's store After thinking about it, I turned my head to look at Qingyou, who was covering his mouth and nose and looking thoughtful, maybe he sensed my gaze, Qingyou quickly raised his eyes to look at me and shook his head slightly.
"What kind of jar, take it out and take a look."
He asked Liu Chenfeng, I listened and looked at Liu Chenfeng's ghost body floating in the air for a while, Liu Chenfeng is a ghost, although the yin qi is extremely heavy at the moment, but at least it is still a soul body, plus he has been here for a while, I have been looking at him and I haven't found a jar hidden on his body.
Liu Chenfeng was still trying to control the yin qi around him, and he looked extremely hard, but his eyes were looking at Qingyou at this moment, and his emotions were a little more dazed.
This kind of staring lasted for more than ten seconds before stopping, retracting his gaze, Liu Chenfeng looked like he was aware of it, and raised his finger to point out the window: "Oh, the altar, the altar is downstairs, and the senior told me not to take it upstairs." ” I've brought it all over, what are you doing downstairs?
I thought about looking at Qingyou again, and then withdrew my gaze with him, lowered my head and began to ponder.
Liu Chenfeng's request tonight must be granted, in addition to wanting to take this opportunity to send him away with Zhao Yinyin, I also want to find out who Liu Chenfeng is behind him, who is the person who has been helping him and the person who helped him to trap me this time.
Zhao Yinyin, my head appeared her cold and pretty face, and my heart was somewhat complicated, counting that I had met with this twelfth female ghost king several times, although I was terrified every time, but now that I think about it, because of the cooperation, in fact, she has not substantially hurt me from beginning to end.
Alas, thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh again: the truth of the facts is always so unexpected that I can't think of it.
I haven't seen her again for more than a month since the last fight, and I don't know what attitude I should use when I see her again this time That's it, Qingyou and I were in Liu Chenfeng's mood that couldn't calm down, and each pondered for a long time, Qingyou spoke before me: "In this way, Su Ran, you draw the talisman first, and I'll go downstairs and bring up the altar, and he looks like he will be scary when he goes out to do damage." ” "Okay."
I quickly came back to my senses and nodded.
Qingyou is a standard man of action, as soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at Liu Chenfeng again, and walked around him with his head bowed with the demon that had been combined, and walked out of the door.
As for me, after watching Qingyou go out in a daze, I took my backpack and walked to Qingyou's desk, which was almost packed, ready to draw talismans.
"Well, just stand there and don't move."
Feeling Liu Chenfeng slowly moving towards me, I casually spread the yellow paper out of my bag on the table, looked up and greeted him, but after looking at the ceiling and floor above his head and under his feet, I couldn't help but add: "In addition, Liu Chenfeng, you better float down, the ceiling is much more troublesome to repair than the floor." ” As a basic auxiliary charm, the soul charm is not difficult for me now, so I casually used hand sanitizer at the Qingyou table, and I picked up the soft steel that absorbed cinnabar to calm down, mobilized spiritual power and began to write.
Because the ghost to be suppressed this time is really a bit heavy, so that I pause every time I finish writing with soft steel, this pause in addition to adjusting the spiritual power attached to the cinnabar handwriting to an absolutely stable state, I also injected a little more spiritual power into it, in case this basic-level spell can't calm Liu Chenfeng.
Soon, without any surprises, this can be regarded as an upgraded version of the soul charm successfully drawn.
"Su Ran, okay" Qingyou didn't know when he came back, maybe when he saw me put away the pen, he held a somewhat familiar pot-bellied jar with an inquiring look, walked up to me and put it on the edge of the table: "Look at this after painting." ” I put down the cinnabar pen and leaned down to take a closer look.
The jar I put in my hand is not large, the whole body is yellow, and the belly and lid of the altar are outlined with black-brown lines and markings, which is not surprising when you look at it.
The whole jar looks about 20 centimeters high, the diameter of the altar mouth is almost 15 centimeters, the neck part of the altar is only a short three or four centimeters, and the remaining nearly 20 centimeters are in addition to the altar cover of about four or five centimeters, which is nearly 30 centimeters wide in the belly of the altar.
As I said earlier, there is nothing particularly surprising about this jar that looks like pickles and radishes, but at this moment, under the bright light, the black-brown lines outlined on the belly of the altar in front of me, like the undulating black and brown lines of the river, seem to be slowly flowing in front of my eyes, which is quite strange.
But what made me feel more strange was not these, but the altar lid that I had left for the end, this altar lid that was also inconspicuous but outlined with wavy staggered twists, more complex stripes than the altar body, gave me a familiar feeling at the moment.
Why does it make me feel familiar, thinking about this question, I gasped and stood up straight, frowning and silent.
When I first saw this jar just now, I thought that this jar made me feel familiar with the jar itself, and then to understand a little more, I thought it was the one lost in Sister Cao's store, but in fact it was not, although I can't remember the original appearance of the ghost altars lost in Sister Cao's store, but the bottles and jars with yellow paper are still jars, and they may not be as big as this together.
As for the familiarity, in my preliminary judgment now, eighty percent of it has to do with the lines drawn on it, although I don't understand what is drawn on it now.
"Do you see what's wrong?"
Qingyou's tone was a little expectant.
"Nope."
I told the truth: "This jar is not the ghost sealing altar lost in Sister Cao's shop, but there should be no problem with sealing ghosts." ” "Oh, let's do it."
Qingyou nodded lightly, there was not much disappointment on his face, he looked at the jar, and then at Liu Chenfeng, who had already worn a large piece of the floor bald, and the ceiling had also worn off the slag, and sighed heavily and patted his head: "Why are you still standing there stupidly and go in quickly" "Oh."
I thought that Liu Chenfeng would have some adverse reaction to Qingyou's angry appearance, but the fact is that this ghost king, who had been constipated for nearly twenty minutes, just glanced at the latter strangely, and then calmly turned into a wisp of blue-black wind and slammed into the desk.
"You bear child, how can you aim at Lao Tzu's desk?"
"Su Ran, why are you stunned, hurry up and seal it" "Oh."
The Soul Suppression Talisman lived up to its name, although the process was a little bumpy, but fortunately, in the end, after Liu Chenfeng destroyed two carpets, half a desk, and two or three square meters of ceiling and floor, he successfully stuffed Liu Chenfeng, a ghost king-level ghost, into this pot-bellied jar.
Then after some preparations, we have now rushed to the coordinates given by Liu Chenfeng with it, no, the location.
Speaking of the destination I am going to tonight, coupled with the dark canopy outside the car window, I am a little apprehensive in my heart, according to the mysterious person who helped Liu Chenfeng find Zhao Yinyin, and the news that Liu Chenfeng helped convey, Zhao Yinyin will appear 100% in Ligui Town tonight, no, Ligui Town.
That's right, it's the ghost town that Li Longfei once mentioned to me, and the name of this place on the surface is Dongfang Ligui Town, a new project of Huashi Group.
Of course, before we came out, Qingyou also turned on the computer to check the latest news about this project, and to this day, that piece of land is still a fenced wasteland, with a considerable area.
I don't know how other people feel, but anyway, when I saw the words suburb and wasteland at one o'clock in the morning, my first feeling was a little panicked.
Although it was already early in the morning, we had to go around half of the city from Qingze Hospital to Ligui Town to get to the suburbs on the other side of Zhengzhou, so Qingyou drove with a black face and did not squint, taking us to avoid any red lights on the road and ensure that we did not stop all the way.
I sat quietly in the passenger seat holding the jar, looking at the road conditions in front of the car in a daze.
Sixty yards of the way we were soon out of the city and at a place I didn't even know where.
Different from the wide and bright roads in the city, the not very flat cement road we are now on, the dim street lights almost do not play any role in lighting, and under the light of the high beams of our car, the road surface looks at most about five meters wide, according to my rough estimate that two large cars will drive, at least one of them must move the wheels off the road to pass.
This narrow road must have been some years old, because not counting the potholes on the road, the poplar trees planted on both sides of the road, which are already two or three stories high, can also prove my judgment.
After driving on this road for nearly ten minutes, it was not until I turned a few corners and there was no street light on the side of the road that Qingyou coldly reminded me: "It's almost there." ” When I heard the sound, I quickly pulled myself together and sat up straight, looking straight ahead of the car.
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Soon, after another small turn, Qingyou's speed began to decrease, and at the same time, not far in front of the car, there was a row of open space surrounded by low white walls, which came into my sight, and the withered yellow grass and dwarf trees inside gradually became clear.
"Is that there" I looked at the darkness in the white wall that was about five or six meters high, and suddenly felt my heart begin to beat uncontrollably, because if it was right, Zhao Yinyin and a number of powerful ghosts that should not be underestimated were hiding somewhere in this clearing, watching us from afar. i0 t1706231537: