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The black-faced police officer was stunned by this sentence. At this time, thousands of old men have rushed to my side. I can raise my hand to make a preventive move. I never thought that his roots would not come at me, but immediately turned around and looked directly at the toilet, as if he knew what had happened there from the beginning.

Sure enough, the thousand old men didn’t show much surprise after seeing the scene before them, and then they rushed to the black-faced police. Fortunately, I held him down next to me when I saw this scene.
The black-faced policeman hurried to ask the conductor what was going on. The conductor stammered that it was a heart attack-a rather cliche excuse.
"Hu said that this is scared to death." Yuan Qian also doesn’t know when he has been squatting next to Xiao Cui’s body. It seems that he has done some inspections. "His face is blue and his lips are purple, and his fists will be soaked in cold sweat.
Chapter VII Lock the Soul with a Corpse (Middle) 【 Second Watch 】
Chapter VII Lock the Soul with a Corpse (in)
This is not a difficult word to understand. It can be understood literally. As the name implies, it is to lock another soul with the help of a corpse.
However, what I hear most often in this world is to borrow the corpse to lock the soul. It’s the first time I’ve heard that it’s not old-fashioned to say this, but I still believe it to some extent. But this round, when Yuan Qian is an old liar, I always feel that this is not very reliable.
The conductor is quite convinced that Yuan Qian actually asked before, "Borrow a corpse to lock the soul?" The old gentleman is a Taoist? Where to learn Tao? "
Yuan Qian smacked his lips and said impatiently, "Why don’t you care where I learn Taoism? Why can’t I just settle this matter?"
"That’s it, that’s it," the train conductor Lian said. "I know he’s a little afraid of going to the hospital because of the so-called disease. At this time, it’s better to believe than to wait and not believe, so the train conductor asked," What do we need to do? "
"You don’t do anything quietly. Don’t make a fuss. It’s the biggest help for me." Yuan Qian glanced at the black-faced policeman and said, "Eh? Blackie, why are you still here? Hurry up and get my luggage. "
"Bullshit, you are really a master of the word." Cheren police said with a bow. "Don’t forget that you are now a fraud suspect and are also suspected of propagating superstitious ideas and instigating others to carry out cult feudal superstitious activities …"
The black-faced policeman seems to have a lot of official rhetoric waiting to be said, but Yuan Qiangen won’t give him a chance. Although the old man is black and thin, he is also a horse Jianghu traveler. He has been walking in the Jianghu for decades, and he must have seen many such people. Although they are bluffing, there is still something true at the bottom, otherwise there is no way out when it comes to the key.
Just look at that Yuan Qian, who sprang up in front of the black-faced policeman, and the veteran was like a chicken’s paw. He was killed with impartiality. His throat and eyes suddenly became murderous. "Kid, don’t push Yuan Ye into a hurry. Don’t look at you. Yuan Ye is a little thin, but it’s too easy for you to die, but I don’t want to do that. The whole train is in danger. Do you understand? Do as I say."
Yuan Qian waited until the black-faced policeman nodded his head before letting go.
Not long after, the black-faced policeman came back to us with Yuan Qian’s luggage. He carefully put the luggage and said to us, "The captain is sleeping. Don’t tell me that I took the travel bag or I …"
"Don’t worry about you," Yuan Qian said. "You can send it back to him after that. I won’t run away."
Yuan Qian took the travel bag, a dozen of which were full of yellow old soil, and then he pulled the small pockets on both sides of the bag, and actually took out a few pieces of yellow paper covered with runes and a small bundle of red lines from it.
What is this? Ching-Ying Lam catching ghosts on the spot?
I know that there are many strange phenomena in this world. For example, there are many unusual places in Bu Jin, and some totem runes have indeed washed away. At that time, when I painted that rune on my face, it was the Maolou apartment that saved my life.
But perhaps because I watched too many zombie movies in Hong Kong when I was a child, I always felt that things like yellow paper were childish and ridiculous, and it was impossible to play any role, and it was not as mysterious as the original religious wizard sacrifice. Although Taoism was born out of witches, it is a recognized fact, but with the later development, witches gradually declined and Taoism gradually rose, and the forms of the two were completely different except for some extremely qualitative things.
But today, Yuan Qian, an old liar, may no longer be able to call him an old liar. He taught me a good lesson.
Seeing that Yuan Qian gave his travel bag to the train conductor, he told him, "This is the tomb soil evocation guide. You don’t have to scatter it too much in the train corridor, but it must be connected in a line and not broken."
The train conductor was ordered to prevent anyone from stepping on the soil in his carriage. The train conductor scattered all the soil against the side of the window.
Then Yuan Qian said to me and the black-faced policeman, "You two must help me hold this guy down for a while."
We followed his finger to see that Yuan Qian was pointing to Xiao Cui’s body lying on the ground and felt a strange atmosphere quietly dispersed.
Then Yuan Qian cut the red rope into one-meter sections, a total of seven sections, and stuffed one end of the red rope into Xiao Cui’s body. The five senses, seven senses, ear, nose and tongue are good, but when the red rope is stuffed into the eyes, it feels uncomfortable.
After plugging, Yuan Qian twisted the other end of the rope and handed it to me, so that I could hold it. No matter what happened, I couldn’t let go, let alone let the rope fall out of the seven orifices of the dead.
As a result, I found something wrong with the rope at first sight. The primary color of this rope is not red, but white. Its red color is dark brown-red, which seems to appear after being soaked in some kind of blood.
Yuan Qian also sent the black-faced policeman to the train salesman to buy a box lunch. We don’t know why, but the black-faced policeman finally bought it back for him.
I didn’t expect that Yuan Qian took the box lunch and broke off disposable chopsticks without hesitation. At this time, the conductor finally came back panting. There was less old soil in the travel bag. At this time, the train corridor was paved with a fine sand. No one would have thought that these fine sand was actually grave soil.
Our position is the penultimate car, but because of the train conductor, he has already ordered the place to be completely closed, and it was two o’clock in the morning, so we were more at ease.
When the train conductor came over to join us, he was dumbfounded at the sight of Yuan.
Yuan Qian ate all the dishes in the box lunch in three to five divided by two, and then smacked his mouth and smoothed his fine print and said, "This dish is cold."
"Old fox, you are still cheating …" The black-faced policeman suddenly asked "Who are you party member?"
The three of us were stupefied. My grades in college were poor. I didn’t even comment on party member. So Yuan Qian turned his attention to the train conductor and shrugged his shoulders.
At this time, the black-faced policeman said, "I’m party member. Why?"
"Great," said Yuan Qianyi, clapping his hands. "You are a policeman, so you should surround citizens and party member, so you should be the people, right?"
The black-faced policeman paused for a long time before he nodded and said, "Yes."
So Yuan Qian pulled out a small disc from the small pockets on both sides of the duffel bag and said to the black-faced policeman, "Give me your hand."
At this time, Yuan Qian was very fast and I didn’t know where to conjure up a knife. I held the wrist of the Cheren police in one hand and held a knife in the palm of the black police in the other.
The black-faced policeman shouted a palm of his hand, and the bright red blood ran down into the saucer.
The black-faced policeman scolded, "Old fox, how dare you fucking attack a policeman!"
"Don’t be impatient, just think of it as the people’s contribution." Yuan Qian immediately explained that "a young guy who has just arrived with blood can smash the key, so he can make do with your blood without chicken blood at all times."
In a short time, less than half a dish of blood was dripping with blood, so the Taoist priest was too different from what I imagined. This Taoist practice practiced by Yuan Qian did have some magical effects.
Chapter Borrow the corpse to lock the soul ()
Chapter Borrow the corpse to lock the soul ()
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Yuan Qian’s voice fell and his feet were on the ground, and the three of us were all worried, just like what would happen to the horses around us. However, one minute passed and there was no response. Two minutes passed and there was still no response … Five minutes passed and there was still no response.
Several of us looked at each other and the black-faced policeman immediately said, "Hey, old fox, is this spell good or not?" And what the hell is going on with this guy? What are you talking about just now? "
As soon as he said this, I was surprised and questioned by the train conductor. It turned out that these policemen had not seen the scene outside just now because they had drawn curtains in their own carriages.
The conductor comforted the black-faced policeman and said, "Don’t worry, wait a little longer."