“Could that be?”The thin man held his hands on his knees, and looked at Wu Ling in some surprise.

“Magic and magic work that way.It is similar to the way the spirit acts, but there is no such thing as a spirit.”Wu Ling raised two fingers, "the traditional consciousness and evolving rituals that have been handed down, as long as they have these two, can make the spell come into effect."

“Well... what’s the cost?”The skinny man asked excitedly, “Coaching with that witch?”

“That’s not.Charlie’s grudge doesn’t cost you much.What she is looking for is rights.On the other hand in the West, many witches and mediums should have read her story and worshipped her, but as far as I know, no one believed in her and imagined her as a fixed spiritual form.Wu Ling said, “She will be willing to accept your wish and fulfill it, so that she can become a spirit.”In a way, this is a disguised resurrection.”

I took a cold breath and felt the thin man around me suddenly tightened his body.

Are you ready to create a new spirit?But...” Chen Xiaoqiu wanted to object.

“No, not a new spirit, just a ghost.”If she had become a spirit, she would have become a spirit in the stories of witches.Don’t forget, she was alive and had been dead for years.If the soul does not disappear, it may be in the earth, it may be reborn several times.In the mirror, it can only be the soul.The consciousness of the witches was not enough to turn her into a spirit.The power of the Lord is not enough.Just a soul, still fixed in the mirror, even if she is more capable, it is easy to solve her."When Wu Ling said this, he was very confident.

Speaking of which, many spirits themselves are attached to some entities, and they need a carrier.The spirit cannot be destroyed, but the carrier can.

Now, the carrier is directly in our hands, and it is easy to eliminate it.

The final danger is gone too.

In order to ensure the success rate, Wu Ling also mentioned some steps in the ceremony.

At twelve o'clock at midnight, light a candle in the mirror, thinking silently of the witch, and at the same time, a thin man needed to put some blood on it, and draw the mark of the black witch on the mirror.Wu Ling also prepared some traditional black magic and soul-storage ritual props for skinny, such as the bones of a black cat, the skull of a baby, the fingers of a woman, the ropes on the gallows, the cursed doll...

She took out the things in the box one by one, and every time she took them out, she would introduce them.

Some things are also tied with chains and stickers on it, making people look more creepy.

The thin man's relaxed mood immediately changed, and there was sweat on his head.

I look at Wu Ling, and then look at the other Ao Ye, they are all self-conscious.

“If Char’s grudge never gives you a response, you untie a seal.”These are considered sacrifices.The ceremony is only one minute.One minute, if you don’t get a response, end the ceremony.These things have to be re-enclosed."Wu Ling took out a stack of lettering paper.

“Are you not present?Do I do it alone?”The skinny pinch the lettering paper, as if to break the letter paper.

“We cannot be present.Too many people make each other suspicious.The other person is not a rookie, and he will be very alert to the surrounding environment."Wu Ling said.

The skin looked at me.

“Linch couldn’t be there either.But you don't have to worry.We’ll be in the next room.You're doing the ceremony here tonight."Wu Ling said.

Hotel Suite is just right.

Without much discussion, we decided to stay.

This decision made the skinny a little easier.

We called for a takeaway, and after dinner, we waited quietly for twelve o'clock.

The skinny had been reviewing the steps of the ritual, plucking up the courage to pick up those objects of a cursed nature.

We also help with the room to be used for the ceremony.

The little mirror has to find something to put it up, and the big and small items have to be discharged well.

Wu Ling also taught the use of paper several times.Although this use of this method is very stupid, as long as the paste on the line, but the thin is still not at ease, always have to operate several times, in order to be at ease.

Wu Lingzhi, simply let the thin man liberate a cursed item, and then seal it to try.

“That’s all right.”Wu Ling handed the cursed doll to the skinny.

I’ve seen this doll.When I unexpectedly saw the ghost of the missing Mrs. Wang for two years, I found Ao Ye for help, and Ye Qing pointed me to a carton.There were cat bones, dolls and other things.

The thin man pinched the doll, his hands trembling slightly.

The doll wears a black ribbon.Wu Ling did not say, we can not think of this is the seal.

The skinny man squeezed the end of the ribbon and gently shook it.It may have been subconsciously shaking his hands, but the bow was pulled away.

There is another rope in it.

But in the moment the bow loosened, I felt the change in the doll.

I saw the baby’s eyes blink.

The thin man’s throat squeezed out the strange sound.

“Continue.”Wu Ling calmly urged.

The thin man swallowed his mouth, put his hand on the knot, and pinch a small piece of ribbon, slightly hard.

The ribbon is silky, as if it will be released when touched.

I doubted that the skinny man really had the heart to untie the ribbon, and the ribbon had been loosened.

The ribbon was pinched in thin hands and fell off the doll.

The doll's eyes blinked twice, and the eyes turned, as if looking at the surrounding environment.

“Dad...Dad?”The doll's head was crooked, eyes staring at the skinny, and making an ethereal sound.

The sound reverberated inside the house.

The doll raised her hand, like a child in a hug.

"Dad...Dad..." a cry, from confusion, joy, to grievance, sad, like a real child, puzzled why the father did not hold himself in his arms.

The whole skinny man is rigid.

"Don't worry, as long as you're not fooled, it won't hurt you."Wu Ling calmly said.

The doll turned her head, looked at Wu Ling, looked back at the thin son, stubbornly extended his hand, and cried wretchedly: “Dad, Dad...”

I remember Wu Ling's presentation of it.

It must be a child’s legacy.The child was abandoned, embarrassed and died, and became a ghost.Later, he was caught by a misguided person and made such a cursed doll.

Its previous owner either pulled out his grievances and used it as a magic material, or he gave birth to compassion and was killed by it.

Skinny, of course, can’t be empathetic to this kind of thing.

The doll seemed to notice this too, and the expression on her face changed, revealing a leopardy face, and the voice became sharp, screaming “Dad!”“Mother!”“Dad!”“Mother!”It only speaks those two words.

“Shut it off.”Wu Ling looked at the time.

The doll's head turned a few turns, and when he stopped, he stared at Wu Ling.

The thin man was relieved, and he took up the piece of paper in his hand and put it on the doll's forehead.

The doll suddenly dropped his hand, lost the vitality he had just had, and the resentment disappeared.

"It's very simple."Wu Ling said lightly, took the doll from the thin man's hand, took the ribbon, tied it up again, and the piece of paper was torn off.

“Isn’t that long-term?”Guo Yujie asked.

"Well, it's temporary, but it's more powerful."Wu Ling said that the paper in his hand had spontaneous combustion, and even a little ash had not been left.

The thin man was a little detached, leaning on the sofa, leaning on the back of the neck and putting his head up.

However, he looked much calmer than before, not so frightened.

“Do you have to practice again?”Wu Ling asked.

The thin man thought, sitting up straight again, nodding his expression seriously.