"Dear book friends, I bought a Taoist book at the used book stall. Please help me see if it is true or false..."

Zheng Xiaoming posted a text in a group of book friends with hope.

"A mortals need to first seal the spirit in their practice. When the spirit is engraved into their dreams, they will see the field of blessings. Protect the field of blessings and cultivate the fruits of Tao!

The method of sealing spirits is to use one's own essence and blood, and to enclose the talismans in the book of birth dates and eight characters. Choose the land of spirits and burn them deep..."

This text was posted in the group, and a group of idle people suddenly exploded in the group where no one was chatting on weekdays.

"What's wrong with the author of the slap? Could it be that the grades are too poor and I can't think so crazy, right?"

"Mr. Mr. Pojie, isn't this melon bag ripe? No, I mean, isn't it true that your schoolbag isn't?"

"I also want to buy true books at the old book stall. Is the author crazy? Why don't you update honestly? You can add 20,000 words more every day, so you can buy a pack of cigarettes!"

"Everyone gets out of the way. I'll pee yellow. I'll use my urine to wake up the author!"

A series of sarcasm came over, making Zheng Xiaoming's face opposite the screen unstable.

Fortunately, a group member named Ziyu sent a text: "You posted the Spirit-Sealing Technique to look interesting, why does it have a health-preserving flavor? Take a photo of your Taoist book and post it to see!"

Zheng Xiaoming hurriedly said, "That's an old book I bought from the old book stall. I don't know why. As soon as I finished reading it, the book was burned..."

The group was lively again: "I'll go, the author of the street really bought the magical secret book at the old book stall! This is really a secret that cannot be revealed. Once you finish reading it, you will burn yourself immediately.

Let me tell you, which old book stall you bought at, I will also go and check it out. I want to buy the Tathagata Palm to maintain world peace!”

The first half of this sentence sounds a bit serious, but in the second half, it starts to get started again.

"Don't leave, don't you leave. Is your Tathagata's magic palm powerful as my Sunflower Book? Maybe the old book bought by the author of the street is the full version of "Sunflower Book"!

Why not let me take it out and let me prove it, so as not to mistakenly practice magic skills and castrate yourself by wielding your sword!"

"Do you think the author of the slap is stupid and will show you this secret magical magic? They keep it from their family. In the future, they will pass it on to men but not women, and they will pass it on to sons-in-law!

Even if you go to the author Jun’s family to become a son-in-law, they will not show it to you!"

Zheng Xiaoming silently closed the window, expressionless.

Of course he knew that everyone behind him was teasing him.

Ever since he saw that book, he knew that it was real!

Especially after reading that book, the whole book suddenly ignites without fire and burns to ashes, I believe more and more!

"A group of sand sculpture book friends! I'll let you see how great I'm doing it!"

Zheng Xiaoming cursed secretly.

He Guan Qun was too early and didn't notice it at all. Someone later sent a message: "Mr. Fall in the street, don't do anything randomly!

Recently, evil spirits have appeared. Recently, someone has specially distributed evil books and deceived people. People who have read evil books are either crazy or die.

If you feel wrong, please call the police early!”

The news was sent to the group and everyone was sensational: "It's true? What kind of evil spirits are there?"

"Believe it or not, you can go and read it yourself!" The online name is fascinated and continues to leave a message: "But if you pay attention to the news recently, you will find that there are more and more strange things!"

A stone caused a thousand waves, and the whole group discussed this issue enthusiastically.

Zheng Xiaoming didn't see this news, but in fact, even if he saw it, he wouldn't care.

He never believed that the Taoist book he got was an evil book!

Zheng Xiaoming took out a piece of yellow paper that had been bought, pierced his fingers, squeezed out blood and started drawing on the paper talisman.

At the same time, he recited a strange and difficult spell.

It's strange that even though the Taoist book was burned to ashes after reading it once.

But the content in the book is firmly remembered.

Even though the talisman was very complicated and the spell was extremely difficult to pronounce, he did not make any mistakes.

It seemed that in the dark, some force was following him to chant spells and push him to draw talismans together.

Just as he drew the talisman, the talisman paper underneath seemed to come alive, sucking his blood desperately.

It made Zheng Xiaoming feel cold all over and feels weak in his heart.

It seems that what is dripping out is not a drop of ordinary blood, but it is really the "element and blood" recorded in the book.

So much so that after the talisman paper was drawn, the person was dizzy and almost fell to the ground. He staggered and walked two steps, and sat down weakly at the head of the bed.

However, a pathological blush of excitement appeared on Zheng Xiaoming's pale face.

This just shows that the things recorded in that book are correct and are really effective!

After sitting for half a quarter of an hour, Zheng Xiaoming felt much better, his strength recovered a little, and his body was no longer so cold.

The drawn talisman lay quietly on the table without any movement.

Zheng Xiaoming thought to himself: "According to what the book says, my next step is to find a place of spiritual energy and then burn the talisman paper into it!"

Feeling that his strength had almost recovered, Zheng Xiaoming did not delay any longer and went out directly to find the so-called spiritual land.

Of course, he could not see the spiritual land there when his naked eyes were.

But it doesn’t matter. According to the records in that book, Zheng Xiaoming can naturally find the spiritual land as long as he holds this piece of talisman paper in his hand!

Zheng Xiaoming originally felt that this magical statement was somewhat mysterious.

But at this moment, holding this talisman paper and walking on the street, he walked forward as if he was really sensing. Before he knew it, he passed through the lively pedestrian street and food stalls, and then came to the dark Cuiweishan Park.

The so-called Cuiwei Mountain is just a small hill in the city, at most a hundred meters high.

There are many people during the day, but at night, few people will be here.

There are not even street lights in many places on the mountain, and the dark lights are bright, and even the ordinary trees during the day become gloomy at night.

As countless branches swayed, it seemed as if the ghost claws stretched out from the ghost were catching him!

I don’t know why, but Zheng Xiaoming felt calm and was not impressed by the outside environment at all.

As I walked, I came to a remote corner in the mountain of the park.

He suddenly had a feeling: "It should be here!"

Taking out the small shovel that had been prepared, Zheng Xiaoming started digging. He was about to dig deeper and then put the talisman paper in so as not to be destroyed!

However, it is difficult to dig underground, and there are stones under a thin layer of soil.

Zheng Xiaoming had no choice but to take out a lighter, burned the talisman paper in this shallow pit, and buried the ashes.

Although he was still a little worried, he had to do this. Zheng Xiaoming turned around and walked out one step and was suddenly startled by the shadow in front of him...

The other party was obviously shocked, and the two quickly separated. A couple hid in this remote place and ate together, but they didn't expect that they were actually hit by Zheng Xiaoming.

Zheng Xiaoming greeted: "Hi, good evening!"

Then, without waiting for the other party to answer, he hurriedly walked past.

The other party was obviously shocked by Zheng Xiaoming's greetings, and after a long time of speech, a sentence came from behind: "I'm crazy!"

Zheng Xiaoming felt that the other party was not good at doing this and was very uncivilized.

I kindly greeted them, but I didn't expect that they would curse people. Their quality was obviously worrying!

Zheng Xiaoming really wanted to go back and discuss it with the two, but he felt that a civilized person like him was petty and seemed to be a little disappointed.
Chapter completed!