The case was not over yet, and Yingying's body was naturally not taken back. However, the coffin was still placed under the low wooden house, covered with a quilt, with a table in front, and behind the table were three layers of eight-immortal tables stacked up. The mage in a yellow Taoist robe was holding a rattle in his hand and winking at his apprentice who was playing drums and cymbals beside him.
Grandma was sitting nearby, and she obviously sensed something was amiss. She looked at them curiously for a few seconds, and then her gaze fell on the coffin. She paused, and then her eyes turned red.
"Yingying, Yingying, are you back?"
Su Chen also stared at the quilt on the coffin, because it was faintly covered with a thin layer of ice, especially the icicles hanging from the edge of the quilt, which were very conspicuous.
It’s a pity that my third eye is not open, otherwise I would be able to see Yingying at a glance.
At this moment, the wizard who rang the bell suddenly stiffened, his eyes rolled around, as if he had thought of something horrible. He slowly turned around and then jumped: "Ghost, ghost!!!"
As he shouted, he threw the bell away and ran away holding his Taoist robe.
The three disciples who were beating drums, gongs and cymbals looked at each other when they saw this. They didn't know whether to chase after him or stay, so they stopped what they were doing.
Grandma trembled and wiped her eyes.
"Yingying, my poor child, I have chosen a cemetery for you. It has good feng shui. I know you were killed while pregnant, and I am unwilling to accept it. But Yingying, Abao has been arrested and will be shot. He has received his retribution. You should stop making trouble. Listen to me, let's be good and reincarnate well. If we are destined to be together in the next life, you can come back to be my daughter, okay?"
A cold wind blew around and then suddenly rushed towards grandma.
Su Chen hurried forward to block it. The Yin energy entered his body and the coldness penetrated into his bones. Even he couldn't help shivering all over.
Grandma, who was blocked by Su Chen, trembled with her lips, and her eyes were filled with fear and pity: "Yingying, it's mom, are you, are you..."
Su Chen sighed helplessly: "Grandma, your daughter is still resentful and I'm afraid she won't recognize you."
Grandma obviously recognized Su Chen and grabbed his hand.
"Young man, can you help Yingying? Grandma has money, I'll give it all to you. Please help Yingying, help her."
Lin Jingyu heard the noise and hurried over, wearing his coat. He just happened to overhear this conversation: "Grandma, please don't embarrass this young man. He's just a fortune teller. How could he understand these things? Different professions are like different worlds."
In the eyes of Cuicheng people, if they encounter these supernatural things, they will look for local Taoist priests and wizards, but most of those who can be active in the market are not very skilled.
Just like the master who performed the ritual, Lin Jingyu knew that he didn't have much ability when he invited him. But thinking that Abao had been arrested, the funeral probably wouldn't be a big problem, so he just went through the motions and didn't think much about it.
Unexpectedly, something went wrong.
I’m afraid many neighbors heard the cry of “Ghost!” just now.
Lin Jingyu was racking his brains trying to figure out how to invite a true master. He was a local expert in Cuicheng, boasting all day long that he knew half the city, but how could he possibly know a true master? For a moment, he was at a loss.
Otherwise, should I ask those mages where the truly capable masters are? At worst, I can get a bigger red envelope back?
While thinking, Lin Jingyu heard Su Chen's voice: "I understand a little, but I don't have yellow paper and cinnabar, so I can't draw the talisman."
Lin Jingyu: “???”
Grandma was a little disappointed when she heard Lin Jingyu's words, but her eyes suddenly lit up: "Young man, really?"
Seeing Su Chen nod, Lin Jingyu was also happy: "Isn't it just yellow paper and cinnabar? I know where to get it. Wait a minute."
He hurried over and ran away in a hurry. After a while, he knocked on the door of an incense and candle shop in an alley, and then came back happily carrying a bag.
Now Su Chen has no Taoist skills at all. In order to avoid failure in drawing the talisman, he bit his fingertips and dripped three drops of blood while grinding cinnabar.
This is the secret technique of the Tianshi Mansion, which can increase the success rate of drawing talismans, and after the talisman is completed, its power can also be increased by 10%.
Lin Jingyu watched secretly from the side. Seeing Su Chen biting his fingertip without changing his expression, the corner of his mouth twitched. He glanced at the young man who was still holding the gong and asked quietly, "Can you draw talismans?"
The latter shook his head repeatedly.
What a joke! He has only been an apprentice for two years, and in these two years he has only learned how to play a gong. He doesn't even know how to play a drum. He can't even recite all the scriptures, let alone draw talismans.
Okay, he originally wanted to quietly ask Su Chen how the talisman was. After all, being able to tell fortunes accurately doesn't necessarily mean that these are all excellent, right?
Lin Jingyu was muttering in his heart, but his eyes suddenly widened.
Just now, when Su Chencheng picked up the brush to write the talisman, there seemed to be a faint light flowing on the talisman.
But when you look closely, there is nothing.
Did I see it wrong?
Lin Jingyu hurriedly wiped his eyes.
Still nothing.
He turned his head and saw the young man holding the gong doing the same thing.
If one person is wrong, then it's probably wrong. If two people are wrong...
Lin Jingyu's eyes suddenly lit up and he stared at Su Chen with joy.
Master, a true master!
As the old saying goes, don't judge a book by its cover.
Fu Cheng, Su Chen looked at it carefully and frowned slightly.
Low grade, inferior quality!
If it were in the original world, where evil spirits were everywhere, this would be just waste paper, not even enough to tickle a ghost.
Hey, something feels wrong after changing my body.
Everything has to start from scratch.
Fortunately, at the moment the talisman was completed, he was able to communicate with this world as he wished, and vaguely felt that he had established a connection with it.
Su Chen put the talisman aside and started drawing again.
If waste paper doesn’t work, then give me a dozen!
The cinnabar was used up and nine lines were drawn.
Su Chen took seven pieces of talisman paper and quickly pasted them around the auditorium.
Then he stood in front of the coffin, his fingers twitching clumsily, and suddenly shouted coldly: "Edict!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the seven talismans suddenly caught fire.
Lin Jingyu's eyes lit up as he saw the smoke from the burning talisman paper slowly gathering on top of the coffin, revealing a faint human figure.
This, this, this...
Before Lin Jingyu could say anything, grandma stumbled forward and reached out to grab her: "Yingying, my Yingying!"
Lin Jingyu stepped forward and held her back.
"Grandma, the master is performing a ritual. We can't act rashly."
The human figure struggled violently, its body sometimes condensing and sometimes dispersing. After a long time, it finally stabilized reluctantly.
Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, although the resentment is heavy, it has not reached the level of a fierce ghost.
He cleared his throat and said, "Yingying, the man who killed you has been arrested and has received the punishment he deserves. Besides that, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"
Grandma stopped talking and stared at the human figure with burning eyes.
Turbid tears welled up.
It’s Yingying, it’s Yingying.
The face of the solid human figure has become clearer now, but after all, it is made of smoke, so even though the facial features are clear, only the general outline can be seen.
But even so, grandma couldn't help but get excited.
It's her daughter!
It was her daughter who was born after ten months of hardship and pregnancy!
"Yingying, Yingying~"
Listening to the hoarse and old voice, the figure was slightly moved, and the smoke dispersed faintly, but soon gathered again.
"Child, my child~"
The ghost sound was icy cold.
Upon hearing this, Su Chen immediately looked at the human-shaped belly.
This is amazing, there is actually a round ball hidden inside.