Mr. Leng looked in the direction Ge Yu pointed, and soon saw Zhenren Long Yao in Taoist robe. He was in his seventies or eighties, with a childish face, fairy-like appearance, a whisk on his shoulder and a sword on his back. He looked like an immortal walking out of the painting.
Ge Yu is in his twenties, but Zhenren Long Yao is very old. He said he is Ge Yu's master, so Mr. Leng would not doubt at all.
How could he know that the man of a big age was Ge Yu's senior brother, of the same generation.
When he saw Zhenren Long Yao, Mr. Leng was already convinced.
"Mr. Ge, he... isn't right, can your master really bring my daughter back to life?" Mr. Leng asked in disbelief.
"I dare not guarantee you, but my master still has a chance if he takes action. He may succeed if he tries it. If he doesn't try it, Miss Leng will turn into a handful of ashes after tomorrow." Ge Yu persuaded.
This temptation was too great, and Mr. Leng finally decided to give it a try.
If you succeed, your daughter can still come back.
"Mr. Ge, what do I need to do and how to cooperate, please tell me." Mr. Leng said with a firm look on his face.
The originally depressed expression disappeared, and hope seemed to be rekindled in his eyes.
"You don't have to do anything. Just take Miss Leng's body home. My master will set up an altar in your house to put Miss Leng's soul back. If it goes well, Miss Leng will be able to resurrect from the dead. If it doesn't work... This is a fate that will be destined to be violated..." Ge Yu said seriously.
"Okay, I'll do it now. I'll ask the driver to take you back to my house first..." Mr. Leng said, turning around and leaving.
Immediately, Ge Yu turned around and headed towards Zhenren Long Yao.
Just now, Zhong Jinliang and Long Yao had a passionate chat. It was probably because Zhong Jinliang asked a lot about Chen Yu.
So long has passed, and with the means of Senior Brother Long Yao, Chen Yu is naturally safe and sound.
"Senior brother, Mr. Leng has agreed there. He will send Miss Leng's body home tonight. It will be up to you." Ge Yu said.
Zhenren Long Yao nodded and looked at Ge Yu and said, "Rayon gave me Miss Leng's birth date and horoscope, which is somewhat similar to Chen Yu's birth date and horoscope, and there are many differences. I guess the hope of resurrection is not very high..."
"How sure can you be?" Ge Yu asked.
"It's hard to say... After all, I have never used this method of resurrecting the soul by borrowing corpses before." As he said that, the true man Long Yao suddenly raised his hand and calculated.
His fingers were very agile, and he calculated more than a dozen times in the blink of an eye. Ge Yu admired this very much.
Master Wen has also learned some of the methods of Ge Yu, but he is not considered proficient. The main reason is that he does not have the patience, which is far inferior to Zhenren Long Yao.
Just as he was counting, suddenly, Zhenren Long Yao's movements stopped, his face froze, and his fingers trembled slightly.
Seeing that Long Yao was like this, both of them looked tight, and Ge Yu hurriedly asked, "Senior Brother, is the situation not very good?"
"No... my finger cramped just now..." said Long Yao Zhenren.
Ge Yu and Zhong Jinliang were so depressed that they thought something was going on.
However, Zhenren Long Yao shook his hand and then said: "I have calculated that Chen Yu and Leng Bingxin's birth dates are similar, but they do not match them completely. However, they do have the basic conditions for resurrecting the soul by borrowing corpses. First, it is a fresh corpse that has just died less than twelve hours, and secondly, the fate is very close, so you can try it."
After pausing, he immediately said: "Even if the conditions are completely consistent, they may not be successful. If it weren't for you two, I would never have intervened in this matter."
Ge Yu nodded and asked, "Is this corpse-borrowing resurrection technique a little unfavorable to you, Brother?"
"It is against the way of heaven to resurrect the soul by borrowing corpses. If you do it against heaven, it will naturally have some impact on the caster himself, just to lose some life..." said Long Yao Zhenren.
"The loss of life... so serious! How long will it take?" Zhong Jinliang asked.
"I can't figure out this technique, but it will only cause life to be reduced if I succeed. If I fail, I will not cause any harm to me." Zhenren Long Yao said very coolly.
"True Long Yao, seeing you look like you are fine, it seems that you don't have much hope for this matter." Zhong Jinliang said a little depressedly.
"Yes, there is not much hope at all, so don't be too illusory. Let's give it a try, let's give it a try..." Zhenren Long Yao reached out and patted Zhong Jinliang on the shoulder and said.
Soon, Mr. Leng's driver rushed over and called them to Mr. Leng's house.
The group got into the car. On the way, Zhenren Long Yao made a list for Ge Yu and asked Ge Yu to buy some essential supplies for casting spells.
Most of them are commonly used items for Taoist plaques and are not difficult to make.
For example, cinnabar, black dog blood, yellow paper, yellow cloth, etc., and some tributes.
Halfway through the way, Ge Yu got out of the car and went to buy the things that Long Yao asked him to buy.
After I bought it almost, the sky gradually dimmed and it was about to get dark.
Ge Yu called Mr. Leng and learned that Mr. Leng had brought Leng Bingxin's body back home, so he placed it in a crystal coffin.
After returning, Ge Yu met Mr. Leng and also saw Leng Bingxin's body.
He was arranged separately in an empty room in his villa.
The room was also simply decorated by Zhenren Long Yao.
There was a table in the room, and in front of the table was the cold Bingxin's crystal coffin. She lay there quietly, her face pale, as if she was asleep.
Ge Yu carried a large bag and placed it in the room. Under the instructions of Zhenren Long Yao, he placed all kinds of tributes on the table.
Zhenren Long Yao used cinnabar mixed with black dog blood to draw various exquisite runes on the walls around the room, and even the roof was not spared, all of which were painted full of runes.
Afterwards, Zhenren Long Yao also made several soul-summoning banners with yellow paper and placed them in several corners of the room.
When they were almost done, it was already completely dark.
Over there, Zhenren Long Yao asked Mr. Leng's family to go out.
Chapter completed!