Chapter 1122： Resurrection of Xiaohui

They are all elites of the Great Wuxian family.

Extraordinarily sitting in the middle, the ghost head is placed on the ground in front of him. In front of the tin cane, there was an altar with an incense burner on it, burning three bunches of incense, and a large jar was buried on the ground below the altar. The mouth of the altar was sealed with Chenzhou.

Extraordinary to take the lead, everyone is singing an ancient spell. In the whole body of these people, the burning smoke floats, forming a misty encounter.

In front of the extraordinary, there are three sea bowls in the shape of a figure, and there are three guinea fowls on the side, standing in the wood.

The chanting of the spell finally stopped. I picked up a chicken and screwed it directly. I poured the chicken blood in the first bowl in front of me, then sprinkled it into a strange ash, stirred it and drank it. Spray it on the tin can.

"Oh..." The tin ring swayed and made a clear sound. In the middle of the ring, there was a red blood, like a bubble, with a **** face in the middle, a painful scream.

At the same time, buried in the huge jar on the ground, there is something screaming, and the next one is topped with Chenzhou.

After waiting for a while, the ghost head is quiet. Extraordinary guides everyone to sing a spell...

Tongxuandao and Zhang Shiming did not join them, stood in the distance and watched them, and helped them supervise.

"This complicated procedure. Witchcraft is really strange." Zhang Shiming said with a puzzle.

Tongxuandao said: "The history of witchcraft is much longer than that of the Taoist Buddha. They don't make up the array, and the characters don't work."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Shiming couldn't help but insert a sentence.

Tongxuan Dao people shook their heads. "The squatting, refining, and so-called sorcerer's eighteen techniques are the personal actions of the wizards. They can't help but fall down. The real witchcraft is what you see now, relying on the collective. Sacrifice and pray, sing, to gain the power of the Witch God, this is the most terrible."

Zhang Shiming observed for a moment and said: "Is it like the Tao of our Taoism?"

"It's a bit similar. Our Taoist spells are actually witchcraft at first. When the war of gods was closed, there was no Taoist saying. At that time, it was the so-called power of the gods of Sanqing. It was no different from the demon and the ghost. ""

Zhang Shiming did not understand his words, and did not think about it. When he watched the scene, the extraordinary procedure was repeated three times: Shangxiang, killing chicken, smashing rice and so on.

The speed of singing in the mouth suddenly increased, and the tone became high.

The members of the big Wuxian family also followed his rhythm and sang loudly.

Far from listening, it seems as if an opera is being held.

Extraordinary hands hold the ghost stick, shake hard, the sound of crisp sound, a **** fall on the ground, slowly solidified into a human form, bloody, is the shape of the ghostless ghost girl.

Muna’s standing there, his eyes are empty and empty.

Then I went to the mouth and ate something, bit a few times, and squirted a black liquid, which was used in the underground jar to seal the Chenzhou.

Chenzhou Fu immediately rotted.

"Ula, come out!"

Extraordinary screaming, a black hair emerged from under the jar, followed by a head, the face is very white, but not the kind of good-looking white, but a bit of iron in the white.

It is a dead person.

If Ye Shaoyang is present, one can see at a glance that this is Xiaohui Hui, the true descendant of the Great Wuxian family, the owner of the ice silkworm "Xiao Xiaohui", the body that was stolen from the grave.

The **** witches and believers on the side are the souls of the ice silkworm being resurrected.

"This ice silkworm has been refined before."

Zhang Shiming looked at Wu Lingxin and Xiaohui, and said in an incredible tone: "I only know that Zhao Gongming has the ability to return the soul, and there are also winds. But at least they are ghosts or ghosts. I didn't expect the wizard to repay the soul. ...we can't do this with our door spells?"

"This is a kind of sacrifice. It is a kind of exchange against the destiny. Do you know how much the family pays for the resurrection of the ghost of the iceworm?"

Tong Xuan Dao people smiled coldly, "Twelve top wizards, died from the fire, the soul flies away. Even the first big witch, because of hosting this sacrifice, the vitality is hurt, or I am the body of the ghost, reversing I don't have to fight him."

After listening to Zhang Shiming, he was so shocked that he could not speak.

“Why, why pay a big price to resurrect an ice silkworm?”

"They are not trying to resurrect the ice silkworm, but for the witch spirit to believe in the girl...that is, the dead girl, the ice silkworm is her servant, and when they recognize the Lord, they exchanged blood with each other."

That is to say, in the body of the ice silkworm, there is a trace of the blood of the witch spirit, and the inheritance of the great witch is the blood! The blood of the witches believe in women.

Since she is dead, in order not to lose her inheritance, they have thought of a way to help the ice silkworms to regain their souls, to shape the bloodless body of the silkworm, to form a salt-free ghost girl, and then combine it with the body of her master... soul, blood, The three of the corpses can be combined to create a new witch spirit. ”

Zhang Shiming heard the horror. After a long time, he asked: "What is the so-called inheritance, what makes them so expensive and willing to sacrifice?"

"I don't know about this. It may be some mysterious witchcraft. Only Wu Ling believes in women to learn. In short, in the big Wuxian family, Wu Ling believes that female is the supreme ruler. The so-called big witch is only used as a guard. Because this Wu Ling believes that the woman died unexpectedly, the big witch is only temporarily taking power."

Zhang Shiming frowned and looked at the field.

Extraordinary and completed a complex set of sacrificial process, using banana leaves, wrapped the salt-free ghost girl and the body together, facing the face, using a fire-baked gelatinous gel to put the foreheads of the two The mouth and the nose are all attached together, and the fingers are interlocked to make the two people fit completely.

Next, use the red silk cloth to wrap the two men from head to toe, and practice on the side. The crowd sang again, took turns, and bit the tongue, spit a blood on the two people wrapped in red silk, and was immediately absorbed into it. This person seemed to be very tired and left.

The two bodies of Red Silk Buri began to wiggle and scream, as if they were experiencing a very painful thing. Then, the original two bodies gradually merged together.

"What is this made... What is it?" Zhang Shiming muttered to himself.

Tong Xuan Dao snorted and said: "In the end, it is a ghost corpse, but the shape is special."

Zhang Shiming wanted to say that this violated the law of heaven and earth. Suddenly he thought of himself. He had already betrayed the teacher. Although he was still a human being, he was no longer a human master in addition to the demon guardian. He was not qualified to say anything to others, and his heart could not help but burst into trouble.