Wang Dalang took out a bamboo pole to hold up the coffin, and explained to me that Manchu coffin was the most effective of all.
The driftwood that appears in the river party must be a ghost, but the ghost is just a driftwood form.
Those ghosts who died in this river are likely to be controlled by driftwood ghosts to enhance their physical strength.
The driftwood in this river is so old that it should have killed many people. Preparing a coffin can lead the dead to weaken the power of driftwood.
Wang Dalang put up the guiding banner and erected the floodplain, so he and I returned to Chen Lijia to rest, and we will return to the river again when night falls.
Wang Dalang and I returned to Chen Ligue and Chen Ligue. All the people gathered around and asked Wang Dalang and me if they were ready to deal with driftwood in the river.
Wang Dalang frowned and David Li Chen immediately pronounced it to silence everyone.
David Li Chen let Wang Dalang and I go into the first room to drink water, and then went outside to dismiss the people and tell them that they want to know the result. Don’t disturb the master here as soon as possible.
When everyone left Chen Ligu, it was quiet. Wang Dalang and Chen Ligu rested until five o’clock in the afternoon and went to the river again after dinner.
When he got to the river, Wang Dalang took out a paper man from his satchel and dipped it in cinnabar brush, and took out a belt-like object from his satchel to tie his waist.
I don’t think the surface of the pure black leather is white. What kind of weapon is this Wang Dalang?
Wang Dalang said with a smile that this is the thing at the bottom of his closet, and he wouldn’t have touched it easily if it hadn’t been for David Li’s talk about this driftwood.
I know Wang Dalang well, but it’s only because he makes me greedy that I won’t tell me what the object is now, and I’ll throw Wang Dalang two white eyes and not pick him up.
Night always comes.
Wang Dalang lit the yellow papered paper, then erected three incense sticks on the beach, and then set up a spell next to the coffin, prompting the coffin, and then threw a few paper men at the river, staring at the river.
I clenched my soul-eating whip in my hand and stood ready.
The driftwood in the river didn’t show up at night, as Chen Li and others said.
This situation makes me look at Wang Dalang the same way. I see that Wang Dalang’s eyes are cautious and emotional, and my mood is also pulled up.
As time goes by, there is no change in the river surface, but it overflows from the river, and the cold breath becomes more and more intense.
The floodplain lit incense for five or six times, and Wang Dalang and I carried yellow paper with us to do our best, and the wind began to automatically start.
Wang Dalang told me not to leave him for a while, and when the driftwood appeared, I would continue to urge the evocation spell for a moment, and I would not stop nodding.
At the moment, it’s dark and there are Wang Dalang and me around the beach. It’s so quiet that Wang Dalang and I can hear each other breathing.
In this environment, I am nervous, my palms are sweaty and my eyes are alert.
The wind of the evocation banner automatically circled the river paper, but the driftwood on the river still didn’t show up until then.
Seeing the driftwood on the river made my scalp tingle.
Because ghosts in my eyes are what they looked like when they died, driftwood in my eyes is a magnified drowning person with swollen body facing flat water. The level of driftwood ghost is higher than that of spectre.
The driftwood is definitely like Wang Shu’s saying that there are many ghosts standing there.
Looking at those ghosts soaked in water until they are swollen and dense, they are directly presented to my eyes, and I feel queasy in horror.
Circling the river paper, the driftwood appears, and at that moment, it gathers around the driftwood and keeps spinning around it.
At this moment, the flag face is stretched straight and the ground is 90 degrees.
I clenched the soul-eating whip and began to constantly urge the soul-inducing incantation according to Wang Dalang’s instructions.
Wang Dalang’s brush quickly drew the word "Zhu" on the paper face and threw all the paper people in his hand in the direction of driftwood.
I noticed that when I started to urge the evocation spell, the driftwood was covered with ghosts, and my face turned pale and swollen, and I began to be restless, just like trying to get rid of the driftwood, but I managed to make it ghostly and unstable.
Seeing this situation, I accelerated the evocation spell.
Wang Dalang soon turned his hand to the direction of driftwood.
Paper men circled around the driftwood, and the driftwood stood in a ghostly state, and the driftwood was spinning rapidly on the water surface.
The rapidly rotating driftwood splashed with water and circled around the paper men, who fell into the water one after another.
The driftwood ghost gave a rough smile and stood up from the water.
Chapter one hundred and thirty-one Fight driftwood ghost
The driftwood stood up from the water, but it was the original body. The ghost did not fall like a root.
When the driftwood stands up from the water, I see
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It’s not just the driftwood that is exposed in front of the water. His body is full of ghosts. He just sank in the water and behind it is also full of ghosts.
The driftwood ghost’s face is exposed, and the neck is covered with ghosts before and after the body.
The driftwood ghost zoomed in and swelled out of the water, and then the body was stuck before and after, and the ghost of puffiness and puffiness almost blinded me.
If I didn’t have to brace myself to deal with the driftwood ghost at the moment, I would definitely vomit first and then talk about him while running.
Resisting the discomfort caused by visual impact, my mouth kept urging the evocation spell.
I stared at the driftwood standing up from the water and closely watched him move.
Wang Dalang threw a paper man, and all the paper men were splashed by driftwood and hit the water. Those paper men have already sent out.