A madman is a madman, and no one knows what incredible things he will do next.

At this moment, the village chief, who was controlled by Madman Ma, not only smashed all his teeth with rocks, but also broke two of his legs.

He was sitting in the middle of the stone bridge, smiling sinisterly as he smashed the stone. The sound of the stone colliding with the bones was really shocking.

Just looking at it made my whole body hurt.

The village chief was covered in blood and his legs were smashed, but Crazy Horse still had no intention of stopping.

Judging from the situation, even if the village chief was rescued, he probably wouldn't be able to survive because there would be too much blood.

I saw the blood flowing down the bridge, falling on the pillars under the bridge, and falling into the river drop by drop.

I couldn't bear to look at this scene anymore, so I waved my hand and summoned several ghosts to rush in the direction of Madman Ma.

The blood-stained stone bridge made the evil spirit on the bridge even more intense, and the bridge was soon shrouded in a red evil spirit.

Sitting on the bridge, Madman Ma was still laughing, and his laughter was both eerie and strange.

Four ghosts were dispatched at the same time, all heading towards Madman Ma, and broke into the red evil aura.

But just after a moment, the laughter of the crazy horse on the bridge stopped suddenly, and there was no movement. I thought it was a few ghosts who worked together to devour the crazy horse.

Unexpectedly, those ghosts turned back very quickly, and all of them looked unhappy.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"He ran away and integrated into the bridge. We can't do anything about him." Zhu Fei said helplessly.

I didn't expect this crazy horse to have such skills.

No matter what, this ghost must be eliminated. If he continues to stay here, this area will probably never have peace. His resentment will become more and more intense, and he will want to kill any living person he sees.

Although I have a general guess about Madman Ma's death, I don't know the specific details.

It will be a matter of time to take him in, and there is no rush.

The only pity is that this crazy horse cannot be collected into the Tiangang Seal for my use, because this guy is too crazy and I can't control it at all. If I take him in, he will definitely not be obedient, and he cannot be saved. His resentment is too deep.

His consciousness is crazy and he will definitely not accept my salvation.

Then there is only the last way left, which is to be swallowed up by these ghosts in my body and increase my spiritual conduct.

I looked at Mei Ling and said, "Mei Ling, can you help me reconstruct the scene when Madman Ma died?"

Charming Spirit looked at the stone bridge wrapped in red evil aura, and after a while he said: "I'll give it a try."

Mei Ling has always been very humble and never makes promises easily to things that she is not completely sure of.

Crazy Ma died not long ago, and we are at the burial place of Crazy Ma right now, so there should be no problem.

As I said that, I took a few steps closer to the stone bridge, found a place and sat down cross-legged.

The charming spirit stretched out a cold little hand and placed it on my Tianling Cap. I closed my eyes and soon entered the state of meditation of the old monk.

Then, my consciousness gradually blurred, and the surrounding scene suddenly turned pitch black.

Then there was a hazy scene, and everything in front of him gradually became clear again.

It’s still this river, it’s still this bridge.

However, the stone bridge was only half-built at this time.

In the evening, I saw the village chief, his son, and five or six unfamiliar faces in the village, standing near the half-built stone bridge.

In front of them was the Taoist priest.

"Xu Daozhang, the cement pillar in the middle of the stone bridge cannot be erected. It finally stood up, but suddenly it became crooked. What is going on?" The village chief looked at Xu Daozhang.

Xu Daochang put his hands behind his back, looked at the stone bridge, walked back and forth for a few steps, and then said quietly: "This river once had floods, and many people drowned. I have deep resentment, especially the section where the bridge was built.

, is the narrowest section of the river. When the flood receded, many corpses were blocked here. If you build a bridge over their heads and keep them pressed down, people come and go every day. Those dirty things will definitely not want to, so naturally they don't want to.

Let you build the bridge."

"Director Xu, what should we do? The bridge is half built, so we can't change the place, but it costs a lot of money." The village chief said helplessly.

Xu Daochang looked back at the village chief, rolled his eyes, and suddenly said: "Come here, I will talk to you alone."

The village chief quickly followed Daoist Xu to a secluded place. At this time, Daoist Xu said: "If you want to finish building the bridge safely, there is a way, which is a bit detrimental to your moral character, but you only need to follow my method.

I guarantee that you can build the bridge safely and steadily."

"Taoist priest, tell me, let me see if it's feasible." The village chief said excitedly.

"There are many ghosts under the bridge. You must find a more powerful one to suppress them. The way I give you is to find a living person to sacrifice. There is still a part of the cement pillar in the middle that has not been watered. Then you can find

A living person stays on a cement pillar, and when he is not prepared, he is poured with cement to integrate with the cement pillar. In this way, the person dies unjustly and has great resentment, which can suppress many ghosts under the bridge.

And the person who is sealed inside the cement pillar will become the patron saint of this bridge, ensuring that you complete the bridge smoothly along the way." Taoist priest Xu added.

"What... a living person? Isn't this too immoral?" the village chief said hesitantly.

"Either change the location and rebuild the bridge, or do what I said. This method is commonly known as driving piles. It is handed down from our ancestors. It is recorded in the Book of Lu Ban. It has proven to be successful after repeated trials. As long as human sacrifices are used,

Make sure this bridge can be built safely." Xu Taoist said firmly.

"But where can we find this living person?" the village chief asked helplessly.

"It's up to you to figure it out on your own. Anyway, Pindao has already told you the method." Xu Daochang said calmly.

The village chief quickly turned back and found his son Tiezhu, as well as several other villagers with whom he had good relations. They gathered together and discussed the matter in a low voice.

"Everyone, you have all received money. Taoist priest Xu said that we must use human sacrifices before we can continue to build the bridge. Otherwise, we will have to change the place. By then we will not be able to make a penny. Come up with an idea.

Right." The village chief looked at everyone.

"Dad, isn't there a horse madman in our village? His parents have been dead for several years, and he runs around like crazy all day long and eats from hundreds of families. We might as well trick him over and pour water into the cement pillar. He can't be found anyway.
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