After the old man killed the rooster, Master Qingfeng took the chicken bones on the neck and thighs of the two roosters, washed the blood on them with cold water, and put them into his backpack.;Le;wen;lwxs520.

As for those black dog blood, Master Qingfeng also took out a small bamboo tube, slowly poured it into a bamboo tube, and then covered it tightly and put it in his backpack.

Everything is ready. Now Master Qingfeng and I are preparing to have some lunch at the old man's house, and then set out to find where the drought bar is hidden.

Less gossip. After lunch, Master Qingfeng and I brought together things, then said goodbye to the old man and walked towards the west outside the village.

Along the way, Master Qingfeng kept calculating the position with a compass, changed several directions in a row, and walked around the circle for nearly an hour. Master Qingfeng circled back to the village.

Master, aren’t we going to find the drought-ba? Why are we back? I looked at Master Qingfeng and asked in confusion.

I'm afraid the hiding place of Hanba is in this village. Taoist Master Qingfeng said to me with a deep face.

I was a little chill when I heard the breeze saying this. It turned out that the drought bar had been hiding in the village. If the villagers in the village knew about it, they would not be scared.

When he followed Master Qingfeng back to the village, he looked at the compass in his hand and took me around the small path in the village. After walking for about ten minutes, he took me to a coffin shop.

Not only are coffins sold here, but also incense and paper horses. There is an old plaque hanging on the door. It seems that this coffin shop has some thoughts.

But what makes me curious is that in rural areas, especially in not-so-large villages, there are few such individual coffin shops now. First, there are not many people in this village that can’t die in a few years and cannot be raised at all. Second, even if someone dies, most of the coffin wreaths and other coffins are handled by the crematorium.

It's right here, you can't make a mistake. Thirteen, now you are concentrating and focus all your attention on your eyes, and use your eyes to see where there is black air nearby. At this time, Taoist Master Qingfeng, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and looked back at me and said.

After hearing Master Qingfeng's words, I concentrated and looked around. However, I looked around carefully near the coffin shop, but I couldn't see the black gas mentioned in the mouth of Master Qingfeng anywhere.

Master, I didn’t see any black gas, I looked at Master Qingfeng and asked.

It’s impossible, I’m sure I can’t make mistakes in gossip. If you take a closer look, you must be careful. Master Qingfeng said to me.

OK. I agreed and looked around again.

At this moment, I suddenly looked at a trace of black air not far from the south. It was not obvious, and sometimes it was not.

Master, I saw it, on the south side. I pointed my finger at Taoist Qingfeng and said.

Master Qingfeng looked in the direction of my finger and nodded:

Let's go and take a look.

As he said that, Master Qingfeng and I walked towards the other side together.

Walking through this dirt road, there is a long abandoned dirt wall house in front of it. It is already dilapidated. The inside and outside the house are covered with weeds, and even a tall sycamore tree grows inside the house, full of traces of time from top to bottom.

After walking through this room and going around in front, a huge dry well suddenly appeared in the yard of this earthen house. Master Qingfeng and I came to this dry well. Master Qingfeng hurriedly said to me:

Thirteen, see if there is black gas underground.

I looked down because the wellhead was particularly large and the well was square. Looking down, it was not dark. Although it was more than ten meters deep, you could see the bottom at a glance.

When I looked down, I saw a trace of black air floating around under the well at just one glance.

Yes, Master, the zombie, the drought-bag seemed to be hiding under the well. After seeing the black gas, I hurriedly said to Taoist Qingfeng.

OK, you are watching here, I will go to the IOU to get a rope and a flashlight, and come back soon. Master Qingfeng said and ran towards the village.

I was alone by the dry well in front of the broken earth house. At this moment, the wind blew slightly around me, which made me feel much more comfortable. Today's sun was indeed very poisonous. After walking for so long, my body was already soaked with sweat.

After I sat down, I looked around. The environment here is indeed good, the scenery and climate are pleasant, suitable for living, but the surroundings are full of scattered hills, which are not in a pattern, and cannot equip the qi of the situation. Therefore, most people living here can live long, but they cannot make any fortune. But how could this zombie drought appear in such a place. In my opinion, whether it is the ground, the climate and the yin energy here do not meet the requirements of corpse transformation.

Just as I was sitting next to the well and looking and resting, a very light footsteps suddenly came from behind me. After hearing this, I quickly turned around and looked at me. I found an old lady with a bamboo basket hanging on it trembled towards me.

Young man, the old lady from which village you are, looked at me and asked in a very unstandard Mandarin.

We came here for a trip outside, and passed by. I stumbled.

Oh, it's a tourist, but young man, you are traveling, don't go down this dry well. The old lady looked at me sitting next to the well and said.

When I heard the old lady's words, my heart moved and I hurriedly asked:

Why can't you go down

You don’t know that the earthly kilns that have been abandoned for many years have heavy yin energy and heavy humidity. No matter you are a hero who is a good man, you will not be able to resist the yin energy and cold energy in the well after a long time. The old lady looked at me and said.

I went down the well and I just sat here to rest. Don't worry. I didn't want to tell the old lady in front of me, so I lied.

OK, young man, don't go down. The old lady told me again before leaving.

Looking at the old lady's hunched back as she walked away, I suddenly remembered my grandpa and grandma, and I don't know how they lived there.

At this moment, Master Qingfeng also ran back with a large bundle of hemp ropes on his back. I closed my thoughts and started working with him. One end was tied to the sycamore tree beside him, and the other end was directly under the well.

Master, I'll go down first. As I said that, I was about to go down the well along the rope, but Master Qingfeng grabbed me:

Don’t worry, I set up a formation. The yin energy and moisture at the bottom of the well are too heavy, and it will cause great harm to the human body if it rashly goes down.

Taoist Qingfeng said as he started to use the ink dou line to form a Bagua diagram near the wellhead, then inserted two rooster thigh bones in the middle, and finally poured some on the eight array eyes of the formation with black dog blood.

Finally, Master Qingfeng stood in the middle of this formation and pinched his fingers, and said in his mouth:

The original heaven of life, the Eight Trigrams, the yin and yang are considered, and the fate begins to be clear. Hold one mind and concentrate and open the wonderful secrets. After the self-interesting spirit and spirit meet Huang Ting, he lit a very thick incense candle and inserted it under his feet.

Okay, go. Master Qingfeng said, and before me, he should slide down the rope first, with his body flowing and natural, stepping on the well wall step by step, like walking in the garden, and he has the style of a hidden master.

Oh, I stepped on the banana peel, who was so unethical, throwing garbage under the well, and Is there any morality? Following Master Qingfeng's words, I looked down the bottom of the well, and saw Master Qingfeng fall from the rope to the ground for some reason.

But the well is very clean, there is no garbage at all

When I walked down the rope, my first feeling was that the bottom of the well was cold, at least several degrees lower than outside, and there was a difficult smell of damp rot.

After seeing me coming down, Master Qingfeng turned around and put a Zichen Wujia ghost-repelling talisman on the rope. I understood why he did this because he was afraid that there would be something unclean at the bottom of the well. He secretly got some of the rope while it was no longer outside. At that time, Master Qingfeng and I would be in trouble.

Below the bottom of the well, I looked around and found that there was a passageway in front, which was dark and faint, but the black air from the well was emitted from the passageway.

Master Qingfeng also saw the entrance of the passage, took out the talisman, put it on me, and posted a chapter on himself, then said to me to be careful. Then he turned on the borrowed flashlight and took the lead in walking towards the entrance of the passage.
Chapter completed!