"Chasing the Ghost Art?" I asked suspiciously: "It's impossible, Old Mrs. Huang is still alive." How could the Ghost Art have an effect? ​​Besides, I don't know what the Ghost Art is."

Old Man Ma hurriedly stretched out his finger like a hammer and tapped me: "The problem is here. If the ghost chase technique is established, you are not chasing ghosts. It is the soul leaked from a living person, and it is also the heavenly soul (fetal light). The heavenly soul will eventually step into the heavenly road after the death of a person and return to the main god between heaven and earth to be taken into custody. After the death of a person, the earthly soul (shuangling) enters the underworld, but the fetal light of Mrs. Huang coincides with your ghost hunting technique. Therefore, her heavenly soul (fetal light) does not return to the body at all, but is taken into the upper part of the ring finger by you."

"The upper part of the ring finger?" I repeated Ma Zizai's words, raised my right hand and reached in front of Ma Zizai. The other four fingers were holding back, only stretching their ring fingers. I asked him, "What's wrong with my ring finger? Isn't it that my nephew is lying on a lantern, and I'm not really changing at all. Are you urging the mysterious again, Old Ma?"

I looked at Ma Zizai and slowly retracted my ring finger, maintaining my fist-clenched posture, but suddenly stretched out my middle finger and shook it at him, "Is it because the ghost-chasing arts that brought his fetal light to my finger?"

Old Man Ma reached out and gave me a penis bean: "You are very skilled in using international swearing gestures." During the day or when you have a fetal state, you can't tell that your soul was detained. I'm not kidding you, you really caused a big trouble when you do this. First, the soul, oh, that is, the light of the fetus is taken into custody by the Lord of Heaven and Earth. What's wrong with you when you collect it? Are you the Lord of the Lord? Isn't this abrupt person? Is it a scattered person? Is it a scattered person? Second, even if you use chasing

The ghost technique should also detain the soul of the thief who should return to the underworld but not, which is the disobedient earth soul (sweet spirit), or the human soul who wanders in the tomb and cannot be reborn. However, your ghost pursuit technique is completely detained, which will cause chaos. Third, I told you that once your corpse and dog soul comes into contact with the soul of others, it will mark you, and you will become a medium for those wandering souls that need to communicate with the world. Fourth..."

"Okay, okay, you are going to return from shooting a target? The so-called debt is too much, no worries, no bites when there are too many lice, and things have already happened. Just do whatever you want. Besides, the main god in the world? Who is he?". I have tens of thousands of grass and mud horses in my heart galloping. Why did I get into so much trouble for no reason?

Old Man Ma swallowed and spitted: "The problem is more than one, two, three, four, I can at least list five, six, seven, and eight for you. However, one thing must be explained clearly. If you do this, collect her heavenly soul, which is equivalent to you running the power of the main god. The heavenly soul is lost, and the vacant space must be filled with soul power. The soul chaser will help the soul power of the remaining two souls grow stronger, that is, her life soul will be solid. You don't know how much life span this invisibly extends. It can also be said that if you don't let her heavenly soul go, she may not die. If she can't die, it will consume your life span. Now, it is equivalent to your boy's life spanning doubled. As for who is the main god you are talking about in the world? There are too many statements in this school, such as......"

I jumped up, "No matter who he is, my life expectancy is doubled, this is the most serious, you should talk about this first." My face turned pale: "Uncle Ma, Marshal Ma, you are the most powerful, tell me how to release the fetal light of Mrs. Huang." I don't want to see Marx too early at a young age. I'm still waiting to take over socialism..., I've already started to speak incoherently.

Old Man Ma rolled his eyes and spread his hands out: "I can't do anything, I'm just an ordinary person. Besides, I haven't heard of anyone who has ever detained the fetal light of a living person. Moreover, after being detained, most of them are refining. As for how to release the fetal light, this should be the matter of the Lord of Heaven and Earth. There are few methods among the people, at least, I have never heard of it."

Hearing this, I felt dizzy, my legs became weak, and I sat down, shaking like a ball of sieve.

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Seeing that I was already in vain, Ma Zizai hung his bag around my neck, picked up the tied miscellaneous items with one hand, pulled me from the ground with the other, and helped me walk towards his house.

After a long time, I felt a little relieved. Old Man Ma pinched the cinnabar with his fingers and put it in the palm of my hand. He took a bowl of cold water and signaled me to take it: "This cinnabar is something we often use, which can calm our minds and calm our minds."

I took a sip of water, smacked my teeth coldly, and poured cinnabar into the water bowl: "Old man Ma, are you reluctant to heat up the water for someone? Can you give us some boiling water?"

"You don't think you have any common sense?" Old Man Ma looked at me with contempt: "Cinsha is its name. We all call it Chensha. This thing should not be calcined with fire. Mercury is precipitated when the fire is exposed, which is highly toxic, which means it cannot be heated and taken."

The old man pointed to the water bowl in my hand: "Do you hate that your life span has not disappeared quickly enough? Do you need me to help you heat it up now?"

Hehe, no need. I smiled embarrassedly, picked up the bowl and drank it in one breath, and it made a cooler sound in my stomach. After a while, my mind gradually became calm.

Looking around, I saw that the old man Ma lived in a bungalow. Looking through the window, there was a small courtyard full of vines outside the house. It seemed to be in the suburbs. The room was not large and filled with all kinds of books, so many that there was no place for people to stand in it. The place where I sat was made of a pile of books, with cloth sheets on it, and it was only used as a square stool.

"You are the only one here, are there no one else?" I asked curiously.

"Yes, I am the only one myself." The old man replied casually.

While saying, Old Man Ma was playing with his piles of books to make the space bigger: "You will live here tonight, and there is an empty room next to me." Now you get up and help me pour out a place. I will see if there is the fetal light soul of Old Mrs. Huang who is stored on your ring finger.

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Seeing that the empty space was out, Ma Zizai found a few pieces of yellow paper, put them on a stack of books, and began to brush the dots of pictures. He burned another pot of hot water. When boiling the water, he opened the lid of the pot. A square glass was hung with iron wire above the lid of the pot. The glass was suspended slightly tilted to one side, and the water droplets condensed on the glass were exported into a porcelain plate. A copper bell and several peach wood branches were prepared.

After packing up, Old Man Ma said to me, "It's ready. After we eat something, you go to the next door to rest, order an alarm clock, and prepare for the art of showing the soul at 10 o'clock in the evening."
Chapter completed!