Chapter 514 It Is Easy to Invite Ghosts, but Difficult to Send Ghosts

Nan Xun was sitting on the sofa, nibbling on the big apple, while reciting the paragraphs from this supernatural novel to the ancestor and Shen Guangbi.

"The author of this supernatural novel is called Wen Xiang Zhi Women. I have read a few paragraphs, and the writing is quite interesting. Well, look at the precautions after this ghost recruiting ceremony.

Remember: Do not look in the mirror halfway through. When the last four looked at the mirror together, if they really saw the fifth person, don't scream and don't run away. As long as everyone said 'go' together and turned around together, nothing would happen. If you panic and run away, hehe, you are at your own risk. "

Shen Guangbi frowned slightly and took the phone from her hand.

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Nan Xun approached the ancestor and asked him with a smile, "How did the ancestor think about the writing of this story?"

Shen Ruiyuan put down the book in his hand and said lightly: "It's not as good as the "Ghosts and Ghosts" that was circulated in the past, but the author wrote it in a simple and easy-to-understand manner, and the content is not entirely made up, which is acceptable."

Nan Xun immediately asked: "What does the ancestor mean, many of the things written here are real?"

Shen Ruiyuan frowned slightly, and the somewhat tangled appearance looked very cute to Nan Xun, "I don't understand some words in it, but there are some insights to follow. If you are curious, you can give it a try."

Nan Xun's mouth twitched, and he said quickly, "I don't want it."

Shen Guangbi turned over a few pages with his mobile phone in his arms, and read it with relish. He commented while reading: "It's really not a fabrication, I've heard some of the tricks here before, such as the food-eating ghost and the door-entering ghost. But please Ghosts are easy to send ghosts, and even feng shui practitioners dare not recruit ghosts easily, do these people feel that their lives are too long?"

Nan Xun shrugged, "Young people, they all like to look for excitement. Zhou Yaling's friend just read this supernatural novel, and then went to recruit ghosts without fear of death. According to Zhou Yaling, these young people did not complete the ghost recruiting ceremony. Because the one named Mosan accidentally peeked at the mirror in the middle of the ceremony, she screamed on the spot and kept shouting that there were ghosts and ghosts.

Later, Mo Sang lost consciousness. Her parents went to the doctor, but the doctor couldn't see why, and almost sent someone to the neurology department. "

Speaking of which, Nan Xun poked his chin and sighed, "Alas, a doctor can treat diseases but not dirty things. This kind of thing can only be done by this master."

"Little Senior Brother, you gave Zhou Yaling my cell phone number?" Nan Xun asked suddenly.

Shen Guangbi hummed.

The corner of Nan Xun's mouth twitched, "Thank you, brother, for introducing the customer to me. I have asked Zhou Yaling to pick me up in the afternoon. When the time comes, brother, you can help me."

Shen Guangbi gave her a sideways glance, and nodded without complaint: "Okay."

"Ancestor, did you also do this with mirror ghosts at that time?" Nan Xun threw himself into the arms of the ancestor and asked.

Shen Ruiyuan raised his hand and pinched the little girl's neck, and said with a light smile: "No, at that time they were all small bronze mirrors, and one person was no better than five people. It took extremely strong obsession and resentment to attract a mirror ghost. In your day and age, mirrors are clear and large, and the method is much simpler."

Nan Xun actually saw the introduction of various ghosts in the ancestor's library, but it was not specific, so she wanted to hear the ancestor say it again.

So she simply lay down on the lap of the ancestor, looked at him and said, "Ancestor, can you tell me the story about the mirror again, I still want to hear it."

Shen Ruiyuan gently stroked her hair with one hand, and spoke in a low and gentle voice, "The old man of all things, his essence, can remember the shape of people and confuse people, but he can't change the true shape in the mirror. People in the past entered the deep mountains and old forests. , it is necessary to hang a bronze mirror on the back, so that the evil spirits in the mountains will not dare to get close. Girl, do you know why?"

Nan Xun rolled his eyes, "Could it be that these evil spirits left because they saw their ugly appearance in the bronze mirror and felt that they couldn't see anyone?"

When Shen Guangbi next to him heard this, he was about to say something innocent, but the old ancestor nodded, "Evil Charm sees its shape, but it will turn around and turn around."

Shen Guangbi:  …

"Ancestor, since mirrors can ward off evil spirits, why can they attract mirror ghosts?" Nan Xun asked.

Shen Ruiyuan said leisurely: "Because this mirror ghost looks in the mirror every day before his death, and what he sees in the mirror is also his most beautiful appearance, so they are not afraid of the mirror. If you don't recruit the mirror ghost, it will not take the initiative to pester you. , but, once you attract this mirror ghost, it is easy to be entangled by it."

"Ancestor, is the mirror ghost a wandering ghost?"

"Forget it. There are also two types of mirror ghosts. They are born out of obsession, and they are born out of resentment. In ancient times, those who were unloved and resentful women were most likely to become the second type. If they were accidentally entangled, they would be very It is easy to be bewitched and then sucked in by it.”

Nan Xun laughed, "Then I'm relieved, there are not so many grievances now."

Shen Ruiyuan thought for a while and said, "Just in case, bring the gossip mirror that my ancestor made a few days ago."

"Ow~ Thank you, Ancestor!"

In the afternoon, Zhou Yaling really drove over to pick up Nan Xun. There was a girl named Chen Ying sitting in the car. She was the culprit who encouraged everyone to play supernatural games. She lowered her head and blamed herself.

Nan Xun asked Shen Guangbi to carry a bag of ghost hunting props for him, and they went to Mosang's house together.

"Uncle and aunt, I invited the master here. Lingling has seen the master's ability with your own eyes. You must believe me! This time I am stupid. I shouldn't play these messy supernatural games. Uncle and aunt, I'm really sorry. , I, I..." Chen Ying was about to cry as she spoke.

Mo Sang's parents looked haggard, obviously they were worried about Mo Sang's affairs these days.

"It's not all your fault. So many people are fine. Why did something happen to our family Sangsang? I'm afraid that thing was staring at her early in the morning." Mosang's mother patted Chen Ying on the shoulder.

When Chen Ying heard this, she felt even more remorse in her heart.

She will never touch these things again!

Nan Xun interrupted a few people and said to Mo Sang's mother, "Hello, Mrs. Mo, can you tell me about Mo Sang?"

Mosang's mother was stunned when she saw Nan Xun.

This... this is too young, a few years younger than her daughter.

Mo Sang's father obviously didn't have much confidence in Nan Xun, but Mo Sang's mother told the situation after a brief hesitation.

"... Now I don't dare to put a mirror at home, because Sangsang yelled when she saw the mirror, and said there was a ghost in the mirror, and then threw things, but my dad and I couldn't see anything in the mirror when I looked at it. At first we thought she had taken some hallucinogenic drugs by mistake, so we thought there was a ghost, but when we went to the hospital for examination, the doctor actually advised us to transfer Sangsang to the neurology department."

When Mom Mo said this, her eyes were red.

Nan Xun nodded, "I see, take me to see it."

Mosan's bedroom was dark, and it didn't look like it was two or three o'clock in the afternoon.

All the smooth things inside that could reflect shadows were removed, and even the window glass was blocked by Mo's mother with a black cloth.

Mo Sang curled himself into a ball and sat on the bed, his face was bloodless, his mouth opened and closed, as if he was repeating something mechanically.

Nan Xun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked behind Mo Sang.