Chapter 40 You're Not Feeling Well

As soon as he asked the question, Yan Kuan interrupted him with a word.

"Okay, let's talk again after we finish our business."

Seeing the place, Lao Mitou took the initiative to interrupt the conversation of several people.

“Ouch.”

After a sweet cry, Chen Xiaodao didn't ask any further questions.

Of course, Feng Zhibai would not tell him the reason.

You can't tell him that you are a prophet, right?

"There aren't many cars. I'll park on the side of the road. You guys can get out from the inside later."

It was night time now and there were few cars on the overpass. Yan Kuan looked around and parked the car on the side of the road.

After parking the car, Lao Mitou got out first and dragged Gu Yu out.

Chen Xiaodao rummaged through the yellow cloth bag and prepared the things needed to summon the spirit.

"Where are the people?"

Old Mitou dragged Gu Yu back and forth on the overpass two or three times but couldn't find the place where Gu Yu was going to jump off the bridge in the afternoon.

"Whatever! It's fine here anyway, old Mitou, put the man down first and come over to help me."

Waving his hands casually, Chen Xiaodao frantically rummaged through the yellow cloth bag.

"Why are you like this girl, so disrespectful?"

Hearing Chen Xiaodao calling him Old Mi Tou, he sighed unhappily.

I have encountered people who do not respect the elderly these past two days.

First there was Feng Zhibai, then there was Chen Xiaodao.

I don’t know who will be there after this.

"Kindly, stop talking nonsense and come quickly."

After calling again, he placed the things he had prepared in advance on the ground.

Yan Kuan parked the car and looked around, making sure that no one was passing by before walking over here.

Feng Zhibai turned around and walked to Yan Kuan's side.

The two stood side by side, one on the left and one on the right, watching Chen Xiaodao arrange things.

He placed two incense sticks and an incense burner facing southeast.

He also gave the bag of rice to Old Rice Head.

The guiding rice is not glutinous rice, but a long rice with pointed ends.

"This is the guide rice."

He grabbed a handful of paper money and ghost money from the yellow cloth bag and stuffed them into Lao Mi's hands.

"How do I use this?"

Seeing the things that Chen Xiaodao stuffed into his pocket, Lao Mi Tou became a little flustered.

He never thought in his life that one day he would be able to help summon spirits.

Chen Xiaodao put the incense burner away, took out the fire talisman, and shook it while pinching the incantation: "I will light a candle in the southeast direction in a moment. When I recite the soul-calling incantation, you will scatter the guiding rice in the southeast, northwest, northeast, and northeast directions. Remember, don't look back! If you have scattered it before and haven't scattered it to the next place, just scatter it directly back without turning around. As long as I continue to recite the soul-calling incantation, your guiding rice must not be interrupted! After it's over, I will scatter passing money around for the little ghosts that follow me, and you will help me burn the ghost money and the deceased's paper. Burn the ghost money for the things below first, and then throw the deceased's paper in to burn. Don't burn the wrong one."

I didn't look back because I was afraid that the little ghosts who followed me would see me and cause me trouble.

Burning paper money is to communicate with the ghost messengers below, meaning to ask for your forgiveness.

As for the paper for the deceased, it is just a formality.

After all, Gu Yu's soul and spirit were lost, not reincarnated.

"It's a bit complicated... Please say it again."

Old Mi looked at the thing in his hand nervously, and leaned over to ask Chen Xiaodao to say it again.

Chen Xiaodao patiently explained it to him again. Seeing that he was still very nervous, he comforted him: "Don't be afraid, my grandmother and I are here."

He pointed at Feng Zhibai and chuckled.

Feng Zhibai waved the handkerchief in his hand. Hearing the two talking, he rolled his eyes and said deliberately, "Xiaomi, you are so timid. How can you be a fortune teller in the future?"

"A fortune teller doesn't have to see ghosts so often!"

Unable to refute her.

She hummed proudly and nodded, "Originally, it wasn't necessary, but who made you run into me and Xiao Daodao? Don't be afraid, this kind of situation will happen frequently in the future. Just think of tonight as a practice session in advance."

Feng Zhibai made a gesture of spreading his hands into flowers, with a smile on his face.

Maybe her smile was really inspiring, and Old Mi felt that his tense mood seemed to relax a little.

"Oh, forget it, just die!"

Holding Yinlu Mi, he nodded and said to Chen Xiaodao with a face that looked like he was about to die: "Come on!"

"Okay, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Seeing that Old Mi Tou had gained courage, Chen Xiaodao was not idle either. He pinched the fire talisman between his middle finger and index finger and swung it. The fire talisman in his hand burned with a bang.

He waved his hand forward, and the fire talisman lit the two candles placed in the southeast.

He took out two incense sticks from his bag, held them in his left hand, and after lighting the incense head close to the candle, he moved his right hand upwards along the incense sticks, pinched the bottom of the incense sticks with both hands in a sword gesture and twisted them, and the two incense sticks were immediately inserted into the incense burner.

The incense tip immediately began to emit smoke.

"Why two incense sticks? I saw people using three sticks before."

Yan Kuan has been observing Chen Xiaodao.

Seeing him lighting two incense sticks, I asked curiously.

But Feng Zhibai was not listening at all, but was concentrating on looking behind the overpass.

Not hearing a response, Yan Kuan turned his head to look at Feng Zhibai and asked again: "Master, why does he have two incense sticks?"

"Hey, don't call me Master, little Kuan Kuan, just call me the Prophet."

Yan Kuan didn't know the names of Feng Zhibai and the other two.

There was no registration of information in the interrogation room, and we went straight into the topic.

"prophet?"

Looking at her doubtfully.

Are the names parents give their children these days so... special?

"I am here."

After responding to Yan Kuan, she pointed towards Chen Xiaodao and said, "Two incense sticks are for sending away ghosts, and three incense sticks are for worshipping gods. Those two incense sticks are not for Master Gu Yu, but for the little ghosts who are following him. Do you see the bag of rice in Xiaomi's hand? It's called guiding rice, and that's for Master Gu Yu."

She drew a circle with her slender white hand. "Soon, Master Gu Yu's soul and spirit will walk over these guiding rice, and then follow the direction of the rice to enter his body. Then Xiao Daodao will fix his soul and spirit within his body, and he will sleep for a day and a night, and that will be all."

"Will there be any little ghosts to enjoy later?"

After hearing Feng Zhibai's explanation, Yan Kuan's face showed a trace of fear.

"Yes, but it's not as much as the toll money."

"The toll is..."

"It's for the little ghosts that follow us. Most of the little ghosts wandering around in the human world are forgotten wandering ghosts. No one offers sacrifices to them or burns paper money for them. Scattering money on the road is to let them take the money and leave quickly."

Feng Zhibai explained indifferently.

Yan Kuan was a little confused by her sudden cold attitude. In a fit of rage, he asked, "Then why don't you go up and help?"

Her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, and her tone changed: "If you can't even solve this little thing, how will Xiao Daodao be able to stay with me in the future?"

Feng Zhibai found a comfortable position and squatted down, brushing the remaining hair on both sides with his hands.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Seeing her squatting on the ground, Yan Kuan thought she was not feeling well and asked with concern.

"No, I'm here to watch the show. What are you waiting for? Why don't you come over here quickly? Are you waiting for those wandering ghosts to pass by you?"

Moving to the side, she pointed to the spot under her feet.

Yan Kuan exclaimed, not understanding what Feng Zhibai meant.

Feng Zhibai raised his head and motioned him to look towards Chen Xiaodao.

Turn around and look over.

Only then did he see that Chen Xiaodao and Lao Mi Tou had already started to summon the spirits.

"When I chant the incantation, you spread the guiding rice backwards in all directions. Don't look back."

Chen Xiaodao took out the Three Purities Bell from his bag, held the bell in his left hand, and drew a sword gesture in front of him with his right hand. Only a crisp sound of the Three Purities Bell could be heard. He shouted, "We have come to this noble place to seek the True Spirit. If there is any offense or offense, please do not blame us. We only hope to help you. Please show me the True Spirit quickly. The Supreme Lord Laojun, please act quickly!"

As he recited the incantation, the old rice man nervously grabbed the guiding rice with his hands and began to scatter the rice in the directions of east, south, west and north.

When Chen Xiaodao saw him start to spread the guiding rice, the Sanqing Bell in his hand started to ring one by one and gradually started to ring faster.

"We have come to this noble place to seek the true spirit. If we have offended you, please do not blame us. We only ask for your assistance. Please help us to reveal the true spirit as soon as possible. The Supreme Lord Laojun, please act immediately!"

He recited the soul-calling spell again.

The Sanqing Bell in his hand shook more rapidly.

The guiding rice in Old Rice Head's hand became faster and faster as Chen Xiaodao chanted the incantation.

Yan Kuan held his breath and stared at the two of them without blinking.

Feng Zhibai was squatting, but he stood up when the Sanqing Bell in Chen Xiaodao's hand shook rapidly.

As she stood up, a very thick fog rose on the overpass!