Ten o'clock, the middle of Hai Shi.
This is generally the time when Yin-haunted entities begin to appear.
Not too early, not too late, just right.
Therefore, choosing this time for the ritual.
At this moment, I followed my second uncle to the altar.
After my second uncle came with me, he started assisting me.
He mainly wanted to earn some money for his labor and to witness my skills to deepen our relationship.
Besides my second uncle, the Wei family brothers and their two daughters-in-law were also present.
The remaining family members, due to Mr. Wei's prolonged delay in coffin placement, did not dare to come.
At this moment, my second uncle said to me:
"Everything is prepared, the clear water is well water.
I fetched it myself.
And the incense, paper money, I watched them the whole time, they were never interrupted..."
My second uncle kept talking.
I nodded.
And asked him to step aside first.
Then, I stood before the altar and glanced at the items on it.
A peach wood sword, a bowl of clear water, a bowl of white rice, a small cloth doll, cinnabar pen and ink, yellow paper, and so on.
Seeing that everything was in place, I first lit the incense and candles.
I stuck an offering incense into the bowl of white rice.
Then, I began to use the cinnabar pen and ink to write Mr. Wei's birth date and time on the yellow paper.
After writing, I dipped the talisman in some well water and affixed it to the small cloth doll.
Picking up the peach wood sword, I let out a low roar:
"Open the altar, perform the ritual, summon the soul..."
After speaking, I brandished the peach wood sword.
Chanting softly:
"Heaven and earth are in turmoil, heaven and earth cycle, with order.
Wei Aiguo of Qingshan Village, aged seventy-eight years.
Died peacefully, surrounded by descendants.
Weeping cries, we wish you return home..."
After speaking, I looked at Wei Dahai and his brothers, signaling them to start crying.
Wailing expresses longing for loved ones.
And in the mourning hall, the deceased can basically hear it.
Coupled with my ritual, it would be easy for the deceased to return.
Wei Dahai was the first to cry out "Wuwuwu", he was genuinely crying.
But his three brothers and sisters-in-law were merely putting on a show.
They were even quite resistant to me performing the ritual.
They were truly afraid that I might summon their father back.
I paid them no mind, continuing with my own tasks.
I recited a lot, and some of the words I barely remembered.
I didn't know if I recited them correctly.
After all, this soul-summoning ritual was taught to me by my master after we last went to Kang Kang Factory.
I had only learned it not long ago.
Towards the end, I gripped the peach wood sword and pointed it at the small cloth doll with the talisman attached.
"Wei Aiguo, come back! Come back! Come back!"
I shouted three times consecutively.
With each shout, "whoosh whoosh" cold winds appeared around.
My second uncle was trembling with fear.
The Wei brothers also stared with wide eyes.
However, apart from the cold wind.
There was no other movement around.
I waited for about five minutes and still saw no movement.
My heart began to panic a little.
After all, this was my first time using this soul-summoning ritual.
Who knew if there were any flaws.
If it failed, it would be a huge problem. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Seeing that I had no movement for a long time, Wei Dahai spoke:
"Daoist Priest Qin, has my father returned?"
I shook my head, not yet.
After speaking, I pointed at the small cloth doll again:
"Wei Aiguo, come back! Come back! Come back!"
Another three shouts, but there was still no reaction around.
Wei Dahai stared at me with a frown.
The other three Wei brothers and their daughters-in-law, however, showed faint expressions of happiness.
Wei Laosi even taunted:
"I thought you were a powerful Daoist priest, but it seems you're just famous for nothing."
Upon hearing this, Wei Lao'er also gave a cold smile:
"Indeed, it seems our father can't come back!"
The two Wei daughters-in-law also grinned:
"The person is dead, why would he come back!"
"Exactly, isn't it better to just send him off and bury him! Why bother bringing him back!"
"..."
The Wei family members spoke one after another.
Besides mocking my Daoist skills, they were also quite resistant to Mr. Wei returning.
However, just as these people were chattering incessantly.
The soul-summoning banner hanging in the courtyard suddenly fluttered.
Continuous gusts of yin wind appeared all around.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh" blowing into the mourning hall.
Most bizarrely, the white rice in the bowl where the offering incense was stuck before my altar.
Suddenly "teng teng teng" jumped.
As if it were boiling.
Not only that, but the small cloth doll lying on the table.
At this moment, it was also moving, inch by inch, standing up...
Seeing this, the Wei family and my second uncle showed expressions of surprise.
Their eyes widened:
"Why is this rice moving by itself!"
"The little cloth doll is moving too..."
"..."
They were greatly shocked, their expressions filled with disbelief.
Seeing this, my heart rejoiced.
I spoke:
"Old Master, he is about to return!"
After speaking, I picked up the bowl of water on the table and splashed it onto the ground, shouting:
"Wash the ground to welcome Mr. Wei home!"
As soon as my voice fell, I directly inverted a white bowl onto the table.
The small cloth doll with the talisman attached stood directly on the altar.
The jumping rice became even more vigorous.
With a "teng teng teng" sound, the rice grains clattered and continuously fell to the ground.
The surrounding air also became extremely cold.
Not only that, but a faint.
A long drawn-out elderly voice suddenly echoed around the courtyard:
"My son! My Dahai! I miss you so much, miss you..."