Chapter 1317 Summoning

Nantou County has four towns and eight townships. More than 60 kilometers away from Ren'ai Township where Su Yi is located, Zhongliao Township is home to a large number of Han people, most of whom migrated from the mainland.

Behind a remote village in Zhongliao Township, there is a mass grave mountain where an old widower lives. The old widower and his wife lost their daughter early, and have lived alone for half their lives, muttering to themselves every day. In his early years, he was a famous "magician" in Zhongliao Township, who could do everything from exorcising evil spirits to catching ghosts and even putting on contraceptive dolls.

But as the best-developed township in Nantou County, Zhongliao Township is now busy making money and getting rich. In addition, this is one of the places where Western churches have penetrated the most. This magician has long had no market, and he can only open a few times a year. He himself had to pick wild peaches from the back mountain and sell them in the town, and do the business of the dead to make ends meet.

One day, the old widower's dilapidated home welcomed two uninvited guests.

It was Noy and her daughter.

They were supposed to take shelter in Beitai, but they showed up here.

And Aning, who was supposed to be able to barely survive, now turned pale and dazed again.

None of the talismans that Sang Xin left for her were left.

The scriptures that Aning used to recite every day had long been thrown away.

As soon as Aning entered the house, she went straight to the northwest corner of the house. She didn't mind the dirt and sat in front of the filthy stove, staring at a bamboo cage hanging next to the stove.

In the cage was a fat centipede, with a hideous look and a strange blue color.

The old widower was already old, skinny, with wrinkled skin like wrapped around bones, white hair, bulging eyes, and looked very creepy.

He didn't say anything when Nuoyi and her daughter came in, but just stared at them up and down, with a fiery and evil look.

However, he looked at Aning for a while and then withdrew his gaze fearfully, mainly staring at Nuoyi, especially his eyes lingering on sensitive parts.

Noi sat in front of him and whispered, "You said last time... If someone who knows magic dies, you can use his soul as a substitute for Aning and die in his place? I remember you said that, right?"

The old widower licked his lips, his eyes reluctantly moved away from Noi's chest, and said in a hoarse voice: "I remember I told you last time that I can't control your daughter's affairs, and I dare not control them. You might as well ask your sister and the Bayan God for help instead of asking me."

Noi stared at him and said persistently: "You said that, right?"

"I did say that." The old widower nodded, "But this kind of substitute method is much more difficult than helping your sister to replace you back then. And where can you find the soul of a practitioner who just died? It's not easy to find..."

Noi heard this and opened the bag she carried with her.

She took out a ghost-proof talisman, a ball of tissues, a coat, and finally a newspaper.

The old widower's eyes were attracted by the ghost-proof talisman at the first time.

His face was a little serious. He carefully picked up the anti-ghost talisman with a pair of dirty bamboo chopsticks and checked it himself, recognizing the logo on the talisman head.

"A Taoist priest from Mount Mao?" He frowned and glanced at Noy.

"Here is a strand of his hair." Noy carefully opened the paper ball, "You said last time that you wanted something from him. Is this okay?"

The old widower didn't look at the hair, but looked at the newspaper again.

The newspaper was the Beitai Evening News, dated yesterday, and the front-page headline was "Taiwanese police officer Huang Huotu died heroically in Hong Kong, and the Minister of Political and Legal Affairs said he won the respect of the world."

After Huang Huotu's "sacrifice", Taiwan seized the opportunity to start "big external propaganda" with great media efforts.

Noy and Aning were indeed waiting in Beitai. Aning did as Su Yi and Sang Xin instructed, carrying the anti-ghost talisman and the magic weapon given by Sang Xin with him, chanting scriptures every morning, noon and evening, and his body and spirit were slowly recovering.

But when the news from Hong Kong came back and the overwhelming reports from Taiwan came out, Noi was shocked to find that Su Yi and Sang Xin were both dead!

She didn't believe what the newspaper said about Su Yi being a detective who bravely fought against the monopoly dealer, and she didn't believe that Sang Xin was a selfless and enthusiastic citizen. As a "witness", Noi started to imagine that Su Yi and Sang Xin were retaliated by the evil god because of Aning, and thus died tragically!

What bravely fighting against the monopoly dealer and sacrificing is just a lie!

The more she thought about it, the more scared she became. When she returned, she snatched all the things related to Su Yi and Sang Xin from Aning and threw them away. She also had a big fight with Aning for this.

"You will be angered because of them! Aning, you are right to listen to your mother, quickly draw a clear line with them, it is them who offended the evil god, not you, we have nothing to do with them! Nothing at all!" Nuoyi grabbed Aning's arm and persuaded him earnestly, "Aning, we need time the most now, you have to give your mother time to help you..."

"But Mr. Huang and the others died to help me! They are good people!" Aning cried excitedly.

"I thank them too, but who made them incompetent?" Nuoyi also said excitedly, "Why did they agree to help us if they were incompetent? They hurt themselves, and now they will hurt us! We can't keep any of their things, otherwise we will be in trouble..."

"It's not our fault, it's their own fault! Aning, they are dead, but we are still alive, so we must ensure that we are not implicated by them! At worst, after we solve all the problems, we will worship them again as a thank you..."

"No! Mom! You will kill us, you will!" Aning almost collapsed.

"I won't!" Nuoyi held Aning tightly to prevent her from breaking free, with a stubborn and ferocious expression, "Only mom can help you! Only mom can really help you! Mom lives only for you, Aning, do you know? Do you know..."

Aning gradually stopped struggling, and her expression became numb and dim.

Originally, Nuoyi was planning to completely draw a line with Su Yi, but she suddenly remembered what the old widower had said before, saying that if there was a soul of a cultivator, it could help Aning deceive those evil gods...

Her heart suddenly became lively.

She actually didn't know whether Su Yi could call his soul back to Taiwan after "dying" in Hong Kong Island, but she wanted to give it a try, after all, this was the hope of saving her daughter.

For her daughter, she would try her best even if there was a one in ten thousand chance.

So she left a ghost-proof talisman drawn by Su Yi. The coat was left by Su Yi when he used his coat to wrap Aning, who was naked, and there was a hair of Su Yi on the coat, which was also carefully collected by Nuoyi.

"Huang Huotu? Police? Such a famous policeman?" The old widower turned pale, "If you want to die, don't drag me! How could such a person die without someone to save him? If I dare to do something to him, he will die without knowing how he died!"

Noy hurriedly explained: "The newspapers are all false. Huang Huotu was taken away by the evil god. He helped Aning draw a talisman. I also heard with my own ears that he met the dog god and he escaped. The dog god is the most vindictive and will definitely not let him go, so he is likely to be killed by the dog god!"

"Then his soul is even less likely to be there!" The old widower frowned and said, "People who were killed by the dog god can't have souls left!"

"Try it, what if it's still there?" Noy hurriedly said, "You said that the soul of a cultivator can help Aning! This is the only one I can find, you have to try it."

The old widower narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes swept from Noy from top to bottom, and then glanced at Aning on the other side.

He was shocked to see that Aning had taken out his centipede and eaten it without knowing when, and his mouth was full of juice.

"Hey you..." The old widower was furious, "Your daughter ate my treasure!"

"Aning, you can't eat anything randomly..." Noy hurried over to stop him, but was grabbed by the old widower.

The old widower grabbed Noy's chest and rubbed it roughly, lowering his voice and said viciously: "Damn, I have to suffer every time I meet you, a bitch! I can help you, you have to do it with me three times!"

"You help me first!" Noy did not refuse, and lowered his voice, "You have to try first!"

"I can try, but no matter whether it works or not, you have to do it with me first!" The old widower's eyes were spitting fire, "As for the reward, let's talk about it after it's done!"

"I promise you!" Noy broke away from the old widower.

The old widower panted and suppressed his anger for a long time.

He began to get busy, setting up a hexagram array, placing the things that Noy had collected from Su Yi in it, and began to chant.

He suddenly stopped halfway through chanting, looked at Noy in surprise and said, "Are you lying to me?"

"I'm not?" Noy asked in doubt, "What did I lie to you about?"

"The owner of these things is not far away..." the old widower muttered.

Once the array was completed, he could roughly sense where the owner of the things was.

In his rough sense just now, the owner of these things was within a few dozen kilometers, which was not far.

"Did you make a mistake?" Noy didn't understand at all, "Try again."

The old widower frowned and chanted the spell again.

This time he sensed clearly that the owner of these things was within a few dozen kilometers.

Wrong or not, he decided to summon the soul first!

When he thought of being able to summon the soul of a cultivator, which was also his dream, he couldn't help but get excited, and couldn't help but be more serious and work harder!

Things went even more smoothly than the old widower had expected!

Not only did the other party not resist his summons, but they even actively cooperated.

This made the series of fraudulent means he had prepared useless!

Just as he was excitedly preparing to set up the barrier channel to allow the bardo body of the practitioner to come quickly, a billowing smoke suddenly filled the top of the formation in front of him and turned into a vortex.

The other side of the vortex seemed to be connected to another world.

"This..."

The old widower was a little confused.

He hadn't started to build the summoning channel yet, so why was it coming?

Before he could react, he saw endless green light filling the vortex!

The amazing green light instantly reflected the entire room in a miserable green!

Dedededede...

The dozens of sealed earthenware jars he placed in the room suddenly shook violently!

At the same time, Aning's whole body shook violently!

Suddenly, more than a dozen hideous black shadows rushed out of his body, screaming in fear and fleeing away!

Aning collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily like a dehydrated fish. His eyes, which were originally numb and evil, were now filled with confusion and fear.

"No! This is not right!" The old widower finally realized that something was wrong. His brain was about to explode, and he frantically messed up the hexagram and yelled in fear.

He realized that he had attracted a terrifying existence that he could not afford to offend!

"Bitch, what on earth did you give me!" The old widower yelled and retreated in frustration, staring at the mist vortex in fear.

Even if he destroyed the soul-summoning array, the vortex still existed and was not under his control at all!

Noi also stared at this scene blankly, she had no idea what was going on.

Finally, at a certain moment, a figure stepped out of the vortex!

This was a figure wearing a windbreaker and long boots.

His head was like a skull carved from jade, emitting a bright green light, which looked extremely weird!

"My God..." The old widower took a breath of cold air, his eyes widened.

He didn't recognize it, what the hell was this!

It was Su Yi who came!

He was summoned!

Or to be more precise, he came here under the pretext of being summoned!

This was the first time that Su Yi existed as a "summoned creature".

In order to commemorate this rare first time, Su Yi decided to kill someone to help cheer him up.

He stretched out his right hand, and a soul-snatching sickle suddenly appeared in his right hand. He smiled and hooked it forward.

The next second, Noi, who was not far away, suddenly fell to the ground with a "gulp" and fainted!

"Mom!" Aning screamed and was about to rush over, but the next second, she saw a black hook hooking her mother Noi's twisted, struggling and wailing soul, and flew back to the hands of the blue skeleton!

Noi's living soul was hooked out by Su Yi's sickle!

"Ahhh..." Noi screamed miserably, and her soul struggled wildly on the soul-catching sickle.

But this is the soul-catching sickle!

The more she struggled, the more painful it was!

The more painful it was, the more she couldn't break free!

She didn't even realize that it was her soul that was hooked, not her body.

She didn't know she was dead yet!

"Mom! Mom!" Aning screamed in fear and anxiety, but didn't dare to get close.

Plop!

The old widower was sweating profusely, and he collapsed on the ground with a look of fear in his eyes.

"Hook, hook, soul-catching messenger..." He trembled and said these words.

He still didn't know what Su Yi was.

But he recognized the soul-catching sickle!

He knew that the soul-catching sickle was a special item of the soul-catching messenger in the underworld.

So he mistook Su Yi for the soul-catching messenger.

So he didn't understand why he summoned the soul-catching messenger?

Wasn't it said that it was the bardo body of a cultivator?

Why was it like this?

The old widower suddenly fell to his knees like a madman, touching his head to the ground and screaming: "Ma Yueqiang, a cultivator in the human world, greets the supreme underworld messenger. Lord underworld messenger, you are blessed with great fortune..."

"Shut up!" Su Yi smiled and blasted a thunderbolt lightly.

Boom!

Although Su Yi had already retracted the force of this thunderbolt, it still blew the old widower to pieces!

"Ahhh..."

Blood gushed out of his mouth, his face was twisted and hideous in pain, and he rolled around on the ground holding his head, in agony.

"Mercy... Lord underworld messenger, mercy..."