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Most people of a slightly older age know what this situation is about; it was definitely a case of being scared out of one's wits. Xiao Wei's mother-in-law hurried over and patted Xiao Wei, who was now frozen in fear. Although her eyes were wide open, her face was expressionless, and no matter how much she shook her, there was no response. She had been scared to the point of losing her spirit.
Such situations have occurred in many places, mostly in rural villages. However, it is usually children who are scared to the point of losing their spirits. The method to handle this is quite simple and well-known among the elderly. When a child in a rural village is frightened to the point of losing their spirit, the elders at home will take a piece of the child's clothing and a bamboo rake or wooden rake, then go to a crossroads not too far from home. They will cooperate with another adult to perform a Call of Souls. The elder places the clothing on the rake while calling out, "XXX, come home." Meanwhile, the other person makes a gesture as if holding hands and responds, "Come back." This cycle continues for about the duration of an incense stick, and then they slowly walk back home while continuing to call and respond.
This method is very effective for children who have been frightened; generally, after calling back their spirit, the frightened child will feel better after a good sleep. However, this approach only works for children.
Coincidentally, Xiao Wei's grandmother also knew this method, but they were unaware that it had no effect on adults. So that morning, after dawn broke, they tried this method with no results. Even when they called a doctor to examine Xiao Wei at home, he was at a loss. Xiao Wei remained awake and relied on intravenous fluids to replenish her body's nutrients. In just two days, she became extremely weak and her spirit was greatly dispersed. Moreover, her pale complexion showed no signs of improvement, which left her family in a state of panic.
Xiao Wei's husband was doing business in Shanghai. He received the news on the afternoon of the second day after Xiao Wei had been frightened. When the doctor could not diagnose anything conclusive, he remained calm and collected. Instead of rushing back immediately, he gathered information locally and found Master Xiao before returning home with him.
Upon entering the room and observing Xiao Wei's condition, Master Xiao concluded that she had lost her spirit due to fright. Such occurrences are not serious; typically, frightened spirits do not wander far and will get lost at any crossroads they encounter, lingering in the same area repeatedly. For someone trained in Daoist Techniques, this is basic knowledge. It did not take long for Master Xiao to call back Xiao Wei's spirit. After exorcising her of evil influences and once she regained consciousness, he briefly explained what had happened. He immediately deduced that it must be related to her hair. After performing an exorcism ritual on Xiao Wei, it was clear that the Spirit God had not remained attached to her hair anymore. As for where it went, it was likely still within the room; he would need to search for its exact location himself.
Master Xiao did not waste time talking; he got straight to work. His method of searching for spirits differed from mine and could be considered more aggressive. Although he also used a compass, he complemented it with a Peach Wood Sword. This method has its pros and cons: while it can intimidate Spirit Gods and create significant supernatural disturbances for quicker results, it also risks angering or frightening them into defensive actions. If this happened at night, they might flee outside where they could become impossible to find again or even possess someone nearby with low yang energy. However, everything has its limits; as long as one is skilled in technique and maintains balance, these drawbacks can be avoided. Unfortunately, Master Xiao was clearly not that kind of person.
Master Xiao circled around the house—over two hundred square meters—with many doors and windows. If he were to seal the entire place with talismans, it would take considerable time. By then, sunset was approaching; he found it troublesome but felt somewhat secure with some sunlight remaining against the Spirit God escaping. Therefore, he gathered everyone in Xiao Wei's family into one room and protected them with talismans while attempting to locate the Spirit God as quickly as possible.
However, just as he had covered half of the area searching for it, he suddenly heard the sound of rain pattering outside. Looking out the window revealed no trace of sunlight left; dark clouds had rolled in. "Big Brother," someone said anxiously, "you can't leave! What am I supposed to do? Please help me out here—get rid of that ghost before you go! Otherwise I won't be able to sleep peacefully."
At that moment, both Xiao Wei's husband and grandfather approached him saying: "Master Xiao, name your price; just make sure you resolve this issue."
Many con artists and charlatans use such tactics to deceive people—first exaggerating the severity of a situation before demanding exorbitant fees without resolving anything in the end—but Master Xiao was not that kind of fraudster. The family wasn't foolish either; their trust in him stemmed from his successful calling back of Xiao Wei's spirit earlier.
Master Xiao spoke plainly: "It's not about money; we've already agreed on a price. This situation is my oversight so there won't be any additional charges. However, since that ghost has escaped, I need to capture it before sending it away; otherwise it won't benefit anyone involved. Sister-in-law, please cut off some of your hair for me; let's avoid such matters in the future since many real human hairs have unknown origins nowadays—it’s dangerous."
After hearing Master Xiao's words, Xiao Wei’s family finally understood what needed to be done. Her mother-in-law hurriedly fetched a pair of large scissors and promptly cut off all her hair but hesitated to throw it on the ground when Master Xiao quickly stopped her by grabbing hold of it instead and placing it into his bag before asking about its origin.
Xiao Wei explained that this hair had been selected from her grandfather's wig factory. Master Xiao immediately realized that the ghost must have fled to that wig factory—not because he was particularly clever but because the direction pointed out by Xiao Wei coincided perfectly with where the Spirit God had escaped.
He proposed going directly to inspect that factory right away; both Xiao Wei’s husband and grandfather eagerly agreed to accompany him there. By the time they arrived at the wig factory, the rain had stopped but darkness had fallen; all workers had already left for the day.
Master Xiao suggested heading straight to check out the warehouse where real human hair was stored.
The factory manager—Xiao Wei’s grandfather—only possessed keys for the main entrance but lacked those for the warehouse itself; moreover, the master responsible for managing that warehouse lived quite far away and would take nearly an hour to arrive with keys. By the time they waited for him to deliver them over… time had already slipped away significantly.
They didn't work at the factory at night, so it was their first time entering the small warehouse that stored real human hair late at night. As a few people stepped inside, a chill swept over them, and the walls were lined with strands of hair hanging down, while the lights flickered for some unknown reason. In such an eerie atmosphere, it felt extremely terrifying. Master Xiao took out a compass after entering the warehouse, and when he saw its reaction, he was nearly stunned. He quickly put it away and said in a low voice, "Let's go, hurry up, everyone."
Just as they all began to exit the small warehouse, the door slammed shut with a bang. Master Xiao was the last to leave, slowly backing away from the warehouse. He was certain he hadn't touched the door; it had closed on its own.
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