Mother's illness has reached the point where it is difficult to treat with medicinal stones, and conservative treatment may not save life, so Chu Xian has to use another method.

In his dream, he had done the history of Dongyue's assassination, the history of the assassination, and he was a big official, in addition, Chu Xian's assassination history was not as simple as the general feudal official, in addition to managing people, he also had to be given the seal by the Yin Division, and he was in charge of the ghosts and gods in the land of Dongyue.

The power of ghosts and gods is naturally mysterious. Chu Xian had seen a kind of medical technique, the healer, to treat the dying, to give fierce medicine, and was worried that the patient would not be able to bear it, so he found ghosts and gods, and used the power of ghosts and gods to fix the soul of the patient, and sucked the filthy breath, so that the patient's soul was not frightened or dispersed, supplemented by fierce medicine, it could have the power to return to the sky.

What Chu Xian is going to do today is the same thing.

If he cultivated to have supernatural powers, it would be easy to summon some ghosts and gods, but not now, so Chu Xian thought about it, and could only use some means to attract ghosts and gods.

This time, the Daogong incense ash, the willow spring yin water, and the bull's tears that Xu Yu quickly found were used to do this.

What Chu Xian wants to do is to nourish the soul.

I also want to make a willow whip to fight ghosts.

Once a Fujun, Chu Xian naturally knew how to make soul-nourishing incense, and now he was hurrying up to make it immediately, and when it was dark, he had already made a big one.

This soul-nourishing incense is two fingers thick and one foot seven inches long, and can be burned for three hours, which is enough for Chu strings to use.

The willow whip for fighting ghosts, Chu Xian is made of a willow branch on the willow tree outside the door, smeared with incense ash, soaked in yin water, soaked in peach wood oil, and wrapped the whip handle with 36 pieces of yellow paper filled with 'soul-breaking spells', which is simply made.

After everything was done, it was already dark.

Chu Xian looked at the time and knew that it was almost over, so he first took a pot of wine and gave it to the official guarding the door.

Let this official fall asleep, but also for fear of scaring him for a while, because next, Chu Xian is about to summon ghosts.

In the middle of the courtyard, Chu Xian lit the soul-nourishing incense and inserted it in a large jar, and then used the ox tears incense ash water to brighten his eyes, so that the mortal body could also see ghosts.

After that, he took the ghost whip and sat on the side and waited.

Soul nourishing incense, living people can't smell it, only ghosts can smell it, Chu Xian naturally knows that he summons ghosts like this, not only will he summon ghosts and gods with official seals and bad cards, but also some lonely souls and wild ghosts.

That's why he made this ghost willow whip, if the wild ghosts who don't have long eyes come to eat incense, Chu Xian will definitely not be polite.

A little soul nourishing incense, an invisible fragrance wafted out, and it actually floated into the ground.

After waiting for a while, he heard a strange sound, giggling and thinking, as if a toad was calling, Chu Xian saw it with ox tears and gray water, turned his head to look to the side, and saw a wild ghost crawling in outside the earthen wall.

This wild ghost is disheveled, dressed in white, covered in blood, estimated to be dead to the touch, without any intelligence, at this moment, it is like a wild dog attracted by the smell of meat, just rushing to nourish the soul incense. If ordinary people saw this scene, they would inevitably be terrified, but Chu Xian was well-informed and didn't have the slightest fear at all.

"Get out!"

Chu Xian shook his hand and whipped it over, and he heard a miserable scream, the wild ghost was beaten and his soul was unstable, and the ghost whip made by Chu Xian was naturally not to be underestimated.

Even if he doesn't have any intelligence, this wild ghost knows what it means to be afraid.

So I was whipped and immediately ran away in fright, but I didn't run far, just wandering outside the hospital.

Wild ghosts are not ghosts and gods that Chu Xian has to wait for, so he still needs to continue to wait.

After a while, another wild ghost was attracted by the soul nourishing incense, this is a male ghost with a strong yin body, but Chu Xian only had two whips, so he hugged the other party and begged for mercy.

Obviously, this wild ghost, with some intelligence, at least knows how to beg for mercy.

"Get out of the way, don't get in my way. Chu Xian scolded, and the wild ghost knew that he had met a master, so he hurriedly saluted and left in fright.

In the next half an hour, Chu Xian drove away a total of more than a dozen waves of lonely souls and wild ghosts, one of them was still a ghost cultivator who practiced Taoism, some ghosts who knew how to hit the wall, and some small tricks that were obsessed, but under Chu Xian's ghost fighting wicker, he was still defeated.

There is no way, the ghost-fighting wicker used by Chu Xian is an orthodox Taoist method, almost the same as some official ghost-fighting sticks, where can ordinary ghost cultivation be withstanding. Especially the thirty pieces of yellow paper full of 'Soul Breaking Spells' on it, which were all written by Chu Xian himself, although he now has no mana to cultivate, let alone an official seal, but since ancient times, the literati have printed the spirit, the word, itself has a kind of power, representing a kind of heavenly truth, especially Chu Xian's words, writing the Soul Breaking Spell, or three or six, even if he does not have mana support, he can also produce some power of the Soul Breaking Spell.

That's why there is such power.

Fortunately, Chu Xian did not kill all these lonely souls and wild ghosts, some lonely souls and wild ghosts are already pitiful, and traveling through the world will sooner or later be the result of their souls scattered, but there is no need to do too much.

At this moment, Chu Xian suddenly heard a gong.

Immediately, his spirits lifted, and he knew that the Lord he was waiting for was coming.

Almost at the same time as the gong sounded, outside the door, a ghost walked through the wall. This little ghost is no more than five feet tall, with a head as big as a gong, a green face and fangs, a bare upper body, skin like a toad's clothes, and strong flesh, and a leather knee-covering scarf on the lower body, blocking the lower half of the body, only revealing two hardcover calves, barefoot, and a palm-sized waist tag hanging on the belt around the waist.

Chu Xian fixed his eyes and saw that the word 'ghost difference' was written on the waist card.

The ghost is poor, the lowest level of poor people in the Yin Division, which is inferior to the head catcher, which is equivalent to a lower level of poor people.

This kind of ghost is not very powerful, but no matter how weak it is, it is also doing things for the Yin Division, which is much stronger than those lonely souls and wild ghosts and some small ghost cultivators, just like the relationship between the people in the world and the officials.

No matter how weak they are, they are also officials and gods, that's the truth.

This little ghost was holding a gong in his hand, Chu Xian was well-informed, and knew that it was the ghost weapon of Yin Si, which was used to calm the soul and open the way to lead wild ghosts into the ghost road of Huangquan, but Chu Xian did not have the slightest interest in this gong.

The only thing he was interested in was the waist card around the imp's waist.

That's a powerful thing, and it's also this time that Chu Xian needs to use a magic weapon to fix his mother's soul and nourish his soul.

The little ghost entered the courtyard, first glanced around, and then moved his nose, and walked to the front of the soul nourishing incense along the fragrance, and then took a big puff greedily.

Others couldn't see it, but after Chu Xian saw it, he could see that this little ghost had sucked up less than one-third of the soul-nourishing incense in one bite, and the length of the soul-nourishing incense was also immediately shortened by one section.

"Can you only suck a third of it in one sip? Chu Xian already had a calculation in his heart, but at this moment, he stepped forward and bowed: "This poor master is fine." ”