After talking with Wuma for a while, Qin Hui carried the glutinous rice in her hand and returned to Yizhuang calmly. After returning to Yizhuang, Taoist Simu had just boiled the herbs and drank them for Uncle Jiu who was unconscious.

If you say that people who know how to use magic are convenient, Uncle Jiu, who was lying on the bed like a dead man, gestured a few times, actually sat up from the bed with his eyes closed, and then took the medicine soup from Master Simu and drank it himself. Qin Hui, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but be surprised.

Looking at Qin Hui on the side, Taoist Simu nodded and said, "Have you bought the glutinous rice? I didn't encounter anything along the way!"

"Don't worry if I do my business." Qin Hui smiled and said a famous saying from later generations, then handed the bag of glutinous rice in her hand to Wencai who was beside her.

After Wencai took the glutinous rice from Qin Hui's hand, Taoist Simu ordered him, "Wencai, go and grind the glutinous rice into powder with a stone mill, and then cook it into glutinous rice soup for Awei to drink. Remember, after drinking this glutinous rice soup, remember to ask Awei to spit it out and then drink it again. In this process, there will be a ***kill, and the corpse poison will be almost wiped out."

"Oh!" Wencai responded and turned to work hard.

At this time, Qin Hui saw that she had nothing to do, so she greeted everyone and then returned to her room.

The next morning, Qin Hui, who had been sleeping until noon, was called by Ren Tingting. Qin Hui, who was woken up, looked at the sunlight shining outside and smiled at Ren Tingting, "I feel so comfortable sleeping this time! I haven't slept until this time for a long time."

Hearing Qin Hui's words, Ren Tingting shouted anxiously, "Brother Qin, get up quickly, Uncle Jiu seems to be in trouble!"

"What! Uncle Jiu can't do it anymore! No way?" Hearing Ren Tingting's words, Qin Hui looked disbelief, because in his heart, this Uncle Jiu is definitely an attribute of immortal Xiaoqiang.

Ren Tingting said with a worried look, "It's true. This morning, Uncle Jiu's body entered a state of fake death. Now Taoist Master Simu is resurrecting Uncle Jiu."

After hearing this, Qin Hui got up immediately and followed Ren Tingting to Uncle Jiu's room.

After coming to Uncle Jiu's room, Qin Hui found that Wencai and Qiu Sheng were holding a stick of incense in Uncle Jiu's room, kneeling in front of his bed, shouting "Master, come back quickly." While keeping kowtowing on the ground, Taoist Simu was spilling paper money while constantly chanting in the room.

Seeing Uncle Jiu on the bed with a pale face and no breath, Qin Hui also changed her expression and asked Awei who was leaning against the door, "What's going on? Didn't I say that Uncle Jiu was just angry? Why did he become like this today!"

Hearing Qin Hui asks himself, Awei hid back with fear, and then explained, "Master Qianxun said that Uncle Ninth had left his body early this morning. Now his soul has not known where his soul has gone. We need to call back Uncle Ninth's soul within three hours, otherwise after three hours, Uncle Ninth's soul has not returned, Uncle Ninth will really die."

"The soul is out of body!" Listening to Awei's words, Qin Hui looked at Uncle Ninth on the bed curiously.

Taoist Simu, who was lying with words, stopped the movement in his hand and said regretfully, "Oh, no! I just called my friends from the underworld to help me find it, but after searching for it for a few times, I just didn't have the whereabouts of my senior brother! I don't know where my senior brother's soul has left my body, but even these ghost messengers who can go to the Yin and Yang can't find him!"

Listening to Taoist Master Simu's words, Qiu Sheng couldn't help asking, "Uncle Master, is my master really dead today? As a result, his soul did not reincarnate after his death, but was detained by someone! Otherwise, why can't we find it?"

Taoist Simu looked at the jade gourd hanging on Uncle Jiu's chest, shook his head and said, "It's impossible! My senior brother has a strong Taoist craft and has to pass on my Maoshan Zhibao Spirit-Stocking Gourd. Even if his life is over, even if he can't become an official in heaven, he should go to the underworld to serve as a servant! How could he be detained by someone!"

Hearing Taoist Simu said nicely, Wencai knelt on the ground and cried, "Uncle Master! You said this is not right, that is not right. Then what about my master?"

Taoist Simu looked at Uncle Ninth who was unconscious and said firmly, "At this point, I will use my senior brother's seven-star altar to set up the Soul Return Formation. With the seven-star altar, even if the senior brother's soul is really detained by someone, we can also snatch him back."

After hearing what Master Simu said, Wen Qi, who was most familiar with him, couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Master, can you do it?"

"Bastard, if I can't do it, come!" Taoist Simu cursed and waved impatiently, "You carry your senior brother to the ancestor's room. I will open a seven-star altar in the room where you worship the ancestor to bring back your soul."

Under the hands of everyone, Uncle Jiu was carried into a room with a bed, enshrined in a statue. The walls around the room were painted with golden spells, and the decoration of the whole house was quite simple. In addition to an altar in front of the stone statue, it was a futon placed in front of the table.

After putting Uncle Jiu on the ground facing the stone statue, Taoist Simu knelt in front of the stone statue, sorted out his clothes, gestured several gestures, and then kowtowed, "Disciple Maoshan Sect Qianxun, I pay my respects to the ancestors. Today, my senior brother, the Maoshan Sect Qianji, has nowhere to stop. The disciple begs the ancestors to be kind and allow the disciples to use the altar to find their souls for the seniors." After saying this, Taoist Simu pointed at the two candles on the front of the altar. These two candles as thick as arms were lit. After the candles were lit, Taoist Simu inserted three incense sticks into the incense burner placed in front of the stone statue, and kowtowed a few times again, saying, "Please help the disciples with their arms."

After getting everything done, Taoist Simu stood up and bowed to the stone statue. The whisk in the worship Taoist hand was in his hand, and the other hand took off the stone statue, the box held in the Taoist's other hand.

After taking the thing in his hand, Taoist Simu pointed to the yellow cloth covered with his head and smiled at everyone, "I have already dealt with the ancestor, and we can open the way now."

"Bang!" With a dull sound, the four-eyed Taoist priest, who was looking happy, turned around in the eyes of Qin Hui and others, and then threw himself hard in front of the altar with his face on the ground.

"Uncle Master, what's wrong with you? My master is still waiting for you to save him. You can't be able to think it through at this time!" After seeing Taoist Simu's movements, Wencai and Qiu Sheng wanted to go up and help him up.

Looking at the actions of Qiu Sheng and his two men, Taoist Master Simu stopped shouting, "Don't move." After saying this, Taoist Master Simu got up from the spot, then pounced, bowed to the altar with a provocation, and said, "Don't be angry, Grandpa, Grandpa, it's the disciple who is naughty, I hope Grandpa, don't blame me." After that, Taoist Master Simu got up and threw himself to the ground and bowed twice.
Chapter completed!