Chapter 100 Summoning the Soul Open the forum and practice.
The table is spread with yellow cloth and incense candles are lit.
There was only one table on which various items were is a big cock with shaved feathers and a bowl of colorless water.
Jiang Wen put on his long-lost Taoist robe and stood in the house, holding Feishuang in his hand and walking in front of the altar.
This was the first time he had truly practiced the method of summoning people's I had known about it before, I had never used it thought I could try my skills in a big way, but I didn't expect it to start here.
In the villa, Shen Jianguo stood aside and watched Jiang Wen's voice, with a somewhat solemn expression on his beside him were a group of men and women, some old and some young, the youngest only a few years old.
Everyone looked at this situation that was completely inconsistent with the villa, and several people had sneers on their were disdainful, with contempt in their eyes.
There were many people whispering to each Jianguo listened without showing any expression on his for him, many words from others are difficult to shake him.
"I don't know what Uncle Jianguo is doing."
"He is an old-fashioned person, quite feudal and superstitious."
"This Taoist priest is like a dancing master. He doesn't know what he is doing."
"Hmph, just use the Shen family's prestige. You actually believe this. If it were me, I would have sent this Taoist priest in."
There were many dissatisfied people, but Shen Jianguo just ignored listened to the verses chanted by Jiang Wen. Although he was a little anxious, he still waited patiently.
Shen Jianguo had nothing to say to these short-sighted family his father's personal clothes and blood can be sold by them. How much family affection can there be in this?
But when there are common interests, they will tolerate it. Once they see blood, they will swarm them like vultures.
They are all useless Jianguo sighed.
He is the grandson of Shen's family and works hard for the brothers and sisters are doing their best to hold them back, which is really tiring.
Thinking of this, Shen Jianguo thought of his son insignificant thing has never come back to see his grandfather, and he must still be out having fun.
Why did he raise such a worthless thing, causing trouble all day long?Shen Jianguo felt fact that his father fell ill was like a knife thrust into his chest, making him feel at a loss.
Jiang Wen didn't know what was going on in the Shen family. He held his sword and knocked on the bell, stepping on the Tiangang Step around the altar.
He used his magic power, put cinnabar on his fingers and wrote on a piece of he pressed the paper figure with his fingers and shouted towards the incense candle: "Hunxi, come back!"
The mana flowed through the fingertips, and the paper man could be seen moving automatically without any wind.
The night wind blew up out of thin air in the villa, surprising everyone present.
"Hey, why is the wind blowing?!"
"Aren't the doors and windows closed? Where is the wind coming from?"
In the midst of everyone's discussion, Jiang heard the Taoist robes were fluttering. He held the paper man and yelled at Shen Jianguo: "Open the door."
"Open the door!" Shen Jianguo immediately ordered the servant to open the moment the door opened, strong gusts of wind blew into the house.
Jiang Wenli held the paper man in the wind, his consciousness already somewhere else.
With the traction of mana, he came to another , rockeries and water are used as companions, and the antique villas are brightly lit.
He penetrated the wall and reached a saw a few people standing in the basement, looking at the doll covered with silver needles.
The doll was about half a meter tall and was wearing Shen Mingzhi's in front of the doll is a brown-skinned middle-aged man wearing casual this time, he was sweating profusely and looking at the doll in front of him.
"Master Tuo, what happened?"
"Master Tuo, does your secret method really work? Why is that old guy Shen Mingzhi not dead yet?" Several people asked with a frown. The middle-aged man named Master Tuo just nodded without answering, and then looked at the puppet falling into In deep thought.
"Is this the art of seducing souls? Why is it so crude?" Jiang Wen looked at the puppet with some confusion. He didn't quite understand how this powerless middle-aged man could do this.
"It's really strange." Jiang Wen thought to himself and waved towards the doll suddenly cracked, and the silver needles on its clothes fell a strange situation naturally startled everyone around, and even Master Natuo had a look of horror on his face.
"What's going on?! Why did the doll suddenly crack!"
"Master Tuo, Master Tuo! Are you okay? Master Tuo fainted! Go and call the doctor quickly."
Looking at the chaos in the basement, Jiang Wen waved to call back Shen Mingzhi's stretched out his palm to let the hazy white shadow enter, looked at it carefully and nodded with satisfaction.
"Okay, it's done." Jiang Wen consciousness was like a kite being withdrawn, instantly returning to his body.
He opened his eyes and put down the sword, then spread his palm and merged with the paper man.
After doing all this, Jiang Wen turned to look at Shen Jianguo, looked at him with a smile and said, "Mr. Shen, you have lived up to expectations."
"Great!" Shen Jianguo's voice was originally worried face showed a look of joy, and he felt much more energetic.
"Daozhang Jiang, when will my father wake up?" Shen Jianguo couldn't help but ask.
"You'll wake up later." Jiang Wen he held the paper man and walked towards Shen Mingzhi's ward.
Many of the juniors onlookers didn't believe it. They were all obsessed with talking about the master's family, Shen Jianguo, and believed the young Taoist.
Shen Jianguo remained unmoved and followed Jiang Wen to the won't make a decision easily until everything is settled.
"Go, follow and have a look."
"Look how this Taoist priest can fool people."
"For the head of the family to do such a thing, I think Uncle Jianguo may have gone too far."
"Who asked him to take charge of the family?"
Amidst the discussion, Jiang Wen walked to the hospital looked at the unconscious old man and slowly placed the paper manikin in his hand on his forehead.
At this moment, the paper man spontaneously ignited in the wind and slowly burned out in front of the old man's forehead.
At first, this scene made everyone panic. After all, there were too many things in the ward that were easy to ignite, and a fire started was about to call someone to put out the fire, but after being reminded by others, he saw that the paper figure was just fading away like it was burning, without any sparks.
"It's really strange. What kind of chemical reaction is this? Rich boy, you have a ., do you know?"
"Uncle, I'm not from the chemistry department. How could I know about this?"
"Then what book are you reading?"
There was a lot of fun in the ward, and Jiang Wen was also looked at the old man and noticed the resurgence of the old man's vitality after the living soul entered the the time, at the moment when everyone was waiting impatiently, the old man slowly opened his eyes.
"Dad!" Shen Jianguo burst into tears of joy. "You finally woke up!"
"Thank you for your hard work, Jianguo." The old man smiled and stretched out his hand to hold the back of Shen Jianguo's hand. "It was all your fault during the days when I was ill."
"I'm fine, Dad. As long as you wake up, that's better than anything else." Shen Jianguo smiled, sitting in front of the hospital bed and talking carefully to the old man.
As for the other people in the room, the old man and Shen Jianguo seemed not to see them.
Jiang Wen had already exited the ward and returned to the hotel under the guidance of his assistant.
(End of this chapter)