Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 6: Drawing Talismans, Infected with Evil Spirits

Do you want to go to Red Candle Cemetery first?

No, there was no candle in his lantern, and he wasn't even sure if he could ever enter that world again.

The only thing to do is to ask other lantern bearers.

Chen Ning'an sent private messages to everyone in the post, asking if anyone could lend him a red candle.

As a price, he was willing to help the other party complete a lantern mission.

"Are you kidding? Brother, is there still money to borrow these days?"

Someone inside clearly marked the price: "Red Candle Cemetery is not difficult, it's just a matter of luck. If you want it, I'll sell it to you for 10,000 yuan."

Ten thousand yuan is only worth one twentieth of the special medicine, which is enough to prove that the red candle does not seem to be worth much.

But Chen Ning'an didn't have that much money. He only had about a dozen dollars on him and couldn't even pay the rent.

"never mind."

He shook his head, this should be the market price.

Maybe he could try Lan'an Community at night, maybe someone would be willing to lend him one.

"Dong dong dong."

Suddenly, someone knocked on his door. Chen Ningan was surprised: "Is it Wangcai?"

There was no response, he frowned, the rent was due in a few days and he shouldn't be the landlord.

Who could that be? That mysterious man?
No, the other party will show up directly at his house.

Finally Chen Ning'an opened the door and a woman was standing outside.

He is over 1.7 meters tall, but his face is pale and he is so thin that his bones are clearly visible. In terms of appearance alone, he is not much better than Chen Ning'an.

They are the same kind of people!

A thought flashed through Chen Ningan’s mind, and then he thought of the transaction on his mobile phone today.

"Are you the bone-cutting knife?" he asked, and the other party nodded:

"That's pretty smart. I'm here to trade."

She took out the ink bottle: "Time is tight, I have something else to do after the transaction is completed."

Chen Ning'an moved his eyes downward. The ink in the ink bottle was black and red, and looked more like blood than in the picture.

It has a mysterious and fearful smell that is unique to the world of lanterns.

"Okay, wait for me."

He went back to the room, took out the wooden box and handed it to the woman.

"Tsk, you really made a deal."

Liu Chenxue glanced at him a few times, her eyes still cold and indifferent.

"I have my own code of conduct. Since I'm taking advantage of you, I'll tell you a rule: don't tell others your address casually."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left, as if the two of them would never have any contact again.

"Are you worried about being hunted for revenge, or is the treasure tempting your heart? But I'm not afraid."

Chen Ning'an shook his head. If he was about to die, he would have a sense of it, just like in his previous life.

After closing the door, he immediately went to the paper and pen. There was only 10ml of ink, and tonight's Lan'an community mission was imminent.

He didn't have a candle, so even if he could get in, he would be blind and he needed some way to save his life.

He lightly touched the ink with the pen and observed carefully that the ink did not slip off and was ready to use.

After confirming, he did not start writing. Instead, he closed his eyes, fasted and bathed, cleaned the room, meditated quietly and recited the precious edict.

Open your eyes again, recite the three mantras for purifying mouth, body and mind, and then say the three blessings for pen, ink and paper. Finally, spread the paper, prepare ink, and draw the talisman.

The talisman head, talisman heart and talisman foot were completed in one go. After finishing, Chen Ning'an tapped three times with a pen. The ceremony was completed. He wanted to drink some water spray, but gave up.

His body is blasphemy.

Although his body was turbid, his mind was pure. After completing it, when he looked at the talisman again, he saw a huge difference.

This is the most common amulet, which was taught to him by an old Taoist priest. However, Chen Ningan was absorbed in divination and did not take it too seriously.

He didn't know if it would be useful, so he just picked it up and planned to keep it close to his body.

However, as soon as he touched the talisman with his fingers, he immediately felt that it was hot, and his right shoulder was filled with icy cold pain.

For a moment, he recalled the experience of Binghan and the situation in which he almost died.

The cold almost froze his blood. Chen Ningan hurriedly put down the amulet, and the coldness gradually improved. "I was provoked by an evil spirit."

He looked grim and fixed his eyes on the amulet.

If I didn't have it, I wouldn't even know how I died.

He didn't pick up the talisman for the time being and started to look it up on his phone.

The first mission for newcomers is usually guided by official personnel who tell them how to save their lives.

Is that mysterious person official?

He continued to check and search to see if there was any place he needed to pass with his eyes closed.

However, none of them existed. Except for the time when you had to close your eyes when entering that world, there was no place where you couldn't open your eyes.

Otherwise, what's the point of a lantern?

This made his heart sink. Through the brief confrontation just now, he felt that the evil in his body seemed to be stronger than the amulet.

After a moment of silence, he put the talisman on his body with toilet paper without touching it personally. After packing up, Chen Ning'an chose to go out.

It’s getting late and it will take some time to get to Lan’an Community.

He also has to prevent traffic jams, emergencies and so on.

At the same time, it would be even better if someone was willing to lend him a red candle.

"Drip..."

Many vehicles passed by him, and no one dared to pick up this patient who seemed like he would die suddenly in the next second.

His face looked like a ghost, and he stopped people for more than an hour. It was not until night that a driver who could not see Chen Ning'an's appearance clearly was willing to give him a ride.

"Hello, may I ask where... F*ck!"

The driver was shocked when he saw the face in the rearview mirror. It was just like seeing a ghost in the movies.

"Go to Lan'an Community."

Chen Ningan pointed at himself and said, "It's late stage, sorry."

"No, I'm sorry, brother, please don't take it to heart."

The driver's conscience pricked as he realized what was happening: "Little brother, are you still in school?"

"Well, I dropped out of school. There's nothing I can do about it." He smiled, and the driver felt even more guilty.

"It's so late, why aren't your parents watching you?" He asked with concern, "What if you faint on the road?"

"I am an orphan." Chen Ning'an smiled, and his smile made the driver's heart tremble.

"Oh my God, look at what you have done."

Chen Ning'an looked slightly embarrassed and subconsciously looked towards the driver's car window.

There is a damaged area on its left side, which happens to be located at Maoshan of the Twenty-Four Mountains.

"Uncle, why is your car window broken?" He changed the subject. The driver braked at a red light. He said, "I don't know what happened last night. I hit a bird and it broke."

"Uncle, please be more careful recently and try not to drive before seven in the morning."

He sincerely warned: "Don't drive at the hour of Mao."

"Why are you talking so fuzzy, kid?"

……

When they arrived at the destination, the driver opened the door for him personally and did not charge him any fare.

"The taxi fare is considered as divination fee." Chen Ning'an smiled faintly and warned: "Uncle, remember, don't drive during the Mao hour."

"Especially within three days, you need to pay close attention."

Three days later it will be You Day, and the conflict between Mao and You is very dangerous.

Lan'an Community, we've arrived.

Chen Ning'an looked around and saw that the community was ordinary, with more than a dozen old-fashioned seven-story buildings.

The population is not too large, and most of the people are old, weak, sick and disabled.

But he saw someone familiar.

[Boning knife].

(End of this chapter)