Chapter 311: Ghost

When he got the incense burner, Fang Ming directly reached into it and grabbed a handful of incense ash. The residual temperature from his fingers told him that the incense burner should have just been inserted.
Fingers and index fingers were stained with incense ash. Fang Ming's were on Pharaoh's forehead. On the incense ash mark, a black dot appeared slowly. The black dot was small at first, but gradually became larger at the end. Turned into a small face.
This face is very small, but the are so big, that is, Fang Ming sees clearly. When he saw this face, Fang Ming's eyes narrowed and shouted, "Point a Zen fragrance."
"it is good."
Zeng Guangnan left in a hurry, and soon came with a bundle of zen incense in his hand, and lit several zen incense from it.
"No need to hand it to me, use this zen fragrance to smoke on his head."
Fang Ming instructed Zeng Guangnan to give Zen incense to Lao Wang, but he released his hand and stood up. When he saw Fang Ming standing up, the two guards looked nervous again, and once watched with alert With Fang Ming, the second time is also afraid that Pharaoh will go crazy again.
Even Zeng Guangnan himself was worried about this, his palms were sweaty, but when he found out that Pharaoh was just sitting there motionless, he felt relieved.
"This little friend..."
Huai Yuanshan looked at Fang Ming with a strange look and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Fang Ming.
"Now I'm not sure if the situation on him is as I guessed. I will talk about it later."
Hearing Fang Ming interrupting the headman so politely, the two guards immediately showed anger on their faces, but Huai Yuanshan did not care, saying, "Yes, you are busy first, little friend."
Fang Ming nodded his head. He didn't intend to make up his mind. It's just that if the condition of Pharaoh really is as he guessed, it will be an extremely difficult thing.
"Is there any noodles in this shop, a kind of thinly baked noodles?"
"Is it the kind of noodles used for roast duck?" Zeng Guangnan asked with some uncertainty.
"Yes, that's the kind. If it's ready, take it. If not, buy it."
"Yes, we have them in the shop. I'll let the kitchen deliver them."
"Don't come from the kitchen, it's better not to have too many outsiders here."
Fang Ming looked at Huai Yuanshan, Huai Yuanshan's old eyes flashed, and said to a guard behind him: "Xiaohan, go."
"Yes, Chief."
The guard walked towards the kitchen, and Fang Ming stood there, frowning and thinking about some problems.
"What the is going on, how can the old man suddenly go crazy, and how can he be so quiet."
Chen Ze whispered aside, he and Tang Yan's daughters are all confused, but Ye Ziyu's face is thoughtful, because she knows a little about the other's occupation.
However, during the tea time, the guard returned with a saucer in his hand, which was over a dozen thinly sliced ​​pancakes.
Picking up a crepe, Fang Ming walked to the front of Pharaoh and motioned for Zeng Guangnan to continue to use Zen scent to smoke Pharaoh's forehead, while he himself placed the pancake over Pharaoh's forehead.
The Zen-scented cigarette floated to the forehead of Pharaoh and then floated upwards. It happened to be outside the bakery. For a minute, Fang Ming put away the pancake and put it on an empty plate. Picked up another crepe.
Finally, after sharing nine pancakes, Fang Ming indicated that Zeng Guangnan could stop, and he took the plate to the table.
Everyone present looked at Fang Ming with doubts and curiosity, because they could not guess what Fang Ming was doing. There was no change in these pancakes. If they were smoked by cigarettes, the color would be yellow and changed. It’s black, but it takes a long time to educate, and like Fang Ming, it’s just impossible for a minute.
Fang Ming can feel the gaze of the people around him, but now he has no intention to explain, everything has to wait until the final result comes out.
Nine crepes were spread out on the table by him, and then his eyes fell on a large jar not far away.
"The water in this tank?" Fang Ming asked Zeng Guangnan.
"Isn't there a heavy rain in the capital two days ago? The water in this tank is rain." Zeng Guangnan quickly introduced.
Fang Ming nodded and used the teapot placed on the table to pick up the water in the tank. Then he returned to the table, lifted the teapot, and began to pour the water into the nine pancakes on the table.
"What is Fang Ming doing, how do I feel more and more mysterious?"
Chen Ze whispered, but soon he knew, and at the same time, his mouth was also the boss of the open, staring at the pancake on the table with an incredible face.
As Fang Ming poured the water from the teapot onto the pancake, the empty pancake began to slowly appear a black dot, and these dots continued to expand, and finally became a black line.
One second, two seconds...
After Fang Ming poured all the nine pancakes, black lines appeared on each pancake, but the black lines were even more puzzled.
"I...I know what this is?"
Among all the people, only Zhang Shuqi's face was horrified, and her delicate body was trembling slightly, "This is a face, these lines are out of order, and if rearranged and combined, it is a face."
Zhang Shuqi's words made other people look at her with an unbelievable eye, and then looked at the direction of the pancake. Those lines can form a face, how can they not see it?
"Isn't there a very popular program called "The Strongest Storm" some time ago, there are often face recognition challenges, I am very interested in this program, and I am going to participate, so this time is specially for this aspect The ability was trained, and I can be sure that this is the line that makes up a face."
Fang Ming looked at Zhang Shuqi and said, "Can you arrange them again?"
"Let me try."
Zhang Shuqi stepped forward, looked at the nine pancakes, and stretched out her hand for a long time, but in the end did not dare to touch these pancakes, but said to Fang Ming, "Why don't you, let me get it."
"also."
Under the guidance of Zhang Shuqi, Fang Ming rearranged the nine pancakes, and after the arrangement, a face profile appeared in front of everyone.
When I saw this face, everyone took a breath, because it was a smiling face, but the smile was so weird, and the scalp that made people look a little numb, no wonder Zhang Shuqi did not Dare to touch with your hands.
Seeing this face, Fang Ming sighed slightly, and the situation was as he guessed.
"Xiaoyou, what the is going on, can you tell me in detail now?"
Unlike other people, Huai Yuanshan was shocked when he saw this face, but there was no fear. After all, he came from the blood of the corpse mountain, let alone a line face, that is He has seen a lot of dead heads.
"It's very simple, his condition is not sick, I believe you also found out that he was possessed by ghosts, and he was possessed by multiple ghosts."
Fang Ming did not conceal this time, but after hearing his words, the expressions of everyone in the audience became surprised, and Tang Yan couldn't help but say, "Fang Ming, wouldn't you say he was given by a ghost? Is it harmful?"
As a student of Mizuki University, Tang Yan and others are determined atheists. Fang Ming did not care about the tone of questioning in Tang Yan's discourse, but set his sights on Huaiyuan Mountain.
Huai Yuanshan's face has a complex color, and after half a ring, his old eyes looked at Fang Ming and asked, "Xiaoyou, take the liberty to ask, what kind of cultivator are you?"
"That's right, the elderly know this too?" Fang Ming asked rhetorically.
"I had the pleasure of seeing someone like you."
Huai Yuanshan's face was filled with memories, "That was a long time ago. At that time, in order to avoid the suffocation of Little Japan, I took the troops and hid in the mountains, but I didn't expect that there were seven or eight soldiers that night. Bizarre coma, can't wake up, and then one or two soldiers fall into a coma every day."
At that time, Huai Yuanshan was just a company commander, and there were only a hundred people under his control. This was equivalent to losing one-tenth of the fighting power at once, which of course made him anxious.
At first, he thought that the soldiers were sick, or took some poisonous herbal medicine in the mountain, until a local fellow told him that the mountain was very evil, and they did not dare to go in because the locals People generally go into a coma and die in the mountains.
Finally, under the introduction of his fellow villager, Huai Yuanshan went to a Taoist temple one hundred miles away and invited a Taoist priest. Because someone in the village went to the mountain and was comatose, he was asked to help him to rescue him.
At first Huai Yuanshan felt that this Taoist probably knew a little about herbal medicine, but when he saw the way the Taoist used to rescue his soldiers, he completely dispelled suspicion, that is, from then on, he Know that there are some strange people in this world.
During that time, the relationship between Huai Yuanshan and the Taoist priest was very good, and he also learned some things in the cultivation field from the other party's mouth, but later with the change of the war, he took his troops away there and waited for the surrender of Little Japan later. By the way, when he went there again, the Taoist temple was already destroyed, and the Taoist was also missing.
"True and false, is there really such a person in this world?"
Chen Ze was a little skeptical, but when Huai Yuanshan glared over, he immediately muttered.
"There are some things in this world that ordinary people can't touch, but they don't mean they don't exist."
Fang Ming didn't explain much. The more an ordinary person knows about this, it is not necessarily a good thing. If there is a saying, ignorance is happiness.
"Let me explain ghosts first. The so-called ghosts are not the ghosts that everyone recognizes on weekdays. But what is the difference between him and ghosts? The ghosts do not have the power of ghosts, but to some extent they Being ghosts is more terrible."
Fang Ming saw the doubtful expression of everyone and pondered for a moment, explaining again: "We have all heard of the upper body of the ghost, but the upper body of the ghost needs to be subject to certain conditions, and the body of the ghost is easy to be expelled, But it’s hard to be upset by ghosts. Ghosts and ghosts exist as shadows. Who can expel their shadows?"