C108 (1/2)

I remember that in the book my grandfather gave me, I described a kind of pattern. Of course, that was just a description. Although it still belonged to one of the five major categories, it was not the same as the other patterns. In other words, it was a little similar to the picture, but it was also completely different from the picture.

This was because the painting was an image of the deceased's soul that had dispersed into the world, and this kind of image was similar to a prison!

This pattern was called the ”Soul Search Method”!

What is a 'spectrum'?

This was a little interesting to talk about, but anyone with great abilities had a very strange hobby. For example, Taoist Ji Xiaofan liked to eat ”sex” and eat meat, the emperor of the Righteous Germany of the Ming Dynasty liked to open a shop when he became emperor, and even Churchill of the United Kingdom liked to be naked in his office.

He thought that since he had the ability, he had to do a lot of things to kill demons and exterminate devils, and if he didn't want to leave a memory, he had to do it immediately. Thus, he sealed the souls of those great evildoers and evildoers into a diagram and even took out a well-known name: Soulsearch Art!

Those who fall into the eyes of my Ma Family Ancestors, all have their souls captured. When my Ma Family Ancestors came to the mountain, there were actually a total of one hundred and eight souls restrained on the Soul Searching Method.

However, the location described by the Soul Searching Method was a little strange. It was actually on Soul Painter's own body.

Of course, there was also a reason for this.

The human skin was the best soul container in the world. Only by sealing it on himself could he guarantee that the Soul Searching Method would not be lost, damaged, and easily carried around. It was truly marvelous.

Although I do reject this idea, but in order to deal with Imagawa Jiro, who is extremely cunning and evil, I can't do anything about it.

As I thought to this point, I took a deep breath, knelt respectfully towards the three pillars of green incense, and kowtowed three times, then said in a clear voice: ”The Ma Family unfilial descendant Ma Que, today met with treachery, although I was lucky enough to suppress it, but

After saying that, I kowtowed three more times, closed my eyes, looked at my nose, looked at my heart, and waited quietly.

A gust of wind blew past, circling above my head for a long time, before finally condensing in front of Qingxiang. I didn't know if it was my imagination, but it was as if I saw a kind-looking old man dressed in humble clothes standing there, stroking his beard as he nodded to me.

I didn't expect that my Ma Family ancestor would actually reveal his skills. Aside from respecting my ancestor, I also showed a bit of smugness at the same time, thinking that just by using this move, I might have already surpassed my grandfather.

It is a pity that my boasting did not continue for long before that gust of wind suddenly started to revolve around the green incense at a high speed. And with this high speed rotation, the green incense started to burn at a speed visible to the naked eye.

”F * ck!” I exclaimed to myself as I watched the last remaining incense suddenly float up with a ”bang”. Under the influence of that gust of wind, it was like a bullet that had eyes. It flew towards my chest like a bolt of lightning.

Pain!

It was a heart-wrenching pain!

This was the only feeling I had at that time. It made me instantly recall the scene of a Buddhist sect being forbade from burning their scalp. It was just that the monk's scalp was being burned while my chest was being burned.

The smell of burnt flesh resembling roasted pig's feet spread through my body. My entire body was trembling as I lowered my head to look at the fragrant ashes that faintly flickered on my body like maggots attached to bones. I didn't have the slightest intention to stop.

I didn't dare to move, because I knew it was the will of my ancestor, and even my grandfather was like a three year old little kid in front of him, so how could I dare to act impudently? Furthermore, even if I wanted to eat this meal, I would still have to rely on my ancestor's protection.

After an unknown amount of time, the joss stick close to my chest started to burn out. I looked down and saw a bubble the size of a soybeans burning.

I grinned and let go of my teeth, which were sore from overexerting myself. I thought that if I had known earlier that the Soulsearch Method would be so painful, I would have tried a different method.

However, I know that this is not the time to grumble, so I propped myself up, took off my clothes that were already drenched in sweat, ignited three more pillars of green fragrance, picked up a piece of white paper, and after a few ceremonial movements, picked up the soul pen once again, touching the end of the bone pen with my finger, gently pressing it against the paper with Imagawa Jiro's hair. At the same time, I slowly read: ”Everything has a spirit, there is sex, flesh as a sacrifice, the bone brush as a guide, the white paper as a lock, the white paper as a lock, the white paper as a prison, Imagawa Jiro's soul, quickly return to his position!”

As soon as he finished speaking, his hair, which was tightly wrapped in yellow paper, was slowly lifted up into the air as if it was being held by a pair of invisible hands.

However, I was used to it, so I still held the White Bone Writing Brush in my hand, quietly watching the scene unfold, waiting for the paper package with Imagawa Jiro's hair to slowly burn to exhaustion before feeling a pain in my fingers, the White Bone Writing Brush in my hand trembled, and under the slowly rising smoke, the terrified image of Imagawa Jiro appeared on the paper.