Everyone crowding around the entrance of the cave stopped.

There is no need to elaborate on the thing in my mouth, they all know that it is the Flying Tiger.

Several people looked around suspiciously.

Brother Yaozi even glanced at Bai Lin's face with a little suspicion. His long-term cooperation made him almost unconditionally believe in my words. However, the tomb was so big and there were only scattered objects. The only living person was Bai Lin.

Lin, I guess he muttered a little, feeling that something might have been done to Bai Lin. He was lying dormant without knowing it, only to wait until the critical moment to suddenly attack, and give him a sudden and cruel blow.

We have encountered this kind of thing too many times, so Brother Yaozi couldn't help but think twice.

Bai Lin was a very sensitive girl at heart. When Brother Yaozi looked at her like this, she didn't know where her thoughts went. Her expression was panicked like a frightened little animal.

"It has nothing to do with Bai Lin!"

I spoke quickly to prevent any of these people from thinking something was wrong. After thinking for a while, I asked Bai Lin: "Have you ever remembered anything that happened since you were kidnapped?"

Bai Lin shook his head subconsciously, then frowned and said with some uncertainty: "I don't know what medicine I was given. I was always tired. I was in a coma most of the time, and I woke up vaguely."

So two or three times.

The first time was after I was taken away, I saw a decent-looking man in his forties. At that time, I was very scared. I thought this man was a butcher, a very kind-looking man. Secretly,

He actually eats people...

The second time I felt the vibration in the car, I woke up in a daze and found that the car was parked next to a reservoir in the mountains. A man in black with long hair was pushing a man into the river. It seemed that he had kidnapped me.

That man looks like he's dead.

The third time... I don’t remember much about it. I just glanced at it vaguely. The long-haired man in black was driving. The sun was very bright outside. For some reason, I looked at the man as if he was a little a little bit...

transparent……

Then I didn’t know anything anymore. When I opened my eyes, I found myself here, and here you are..."

I had already turned around and walked towards the coffin, secretly considering these limited clues.

A decent-looking man, in his forties?

This man is probably Wu Yuanhua!!

This man lost all his money in gambling and believed in the old gods from the Hecha Mountains. However, his body was taken away from him. The Flying Tiger took control of his body to harm his wife. He was ruthless and demanding, and he almost killed her.

My wife's life.

When her wife Cao Yuchan asked me, I made it very clear that she might still be alive, but Wu Yuanhua would definitely die!

It is estimated that after the Flying Tiger controlled Wu Yuanhua and abducted Bai Lin, Wu Yuanhua's physical body had been exhausted and had no choice but to be discarded.

In this way, what Bai Lin saw when he briefly woke up several times can be easily explained!

Bai Lin probably thought that I was more reliable at this time, so he followed me closely behind me, becoming a follower.

I thought about it and asked her: "What about you now? How do you feel?"

"I have no strength..."

Bai Lin thought for a while and then added: "How should I put it? I often donate blood and it feels like I just donated blood."

"That's right!"

I let out a long sigh, and Brother Yaozi caught up with me and asked me what the regulations were. I glanced at Bai Lin hesitantly and said, "If we hadn't arrived in time, this girl would have been used as nourishment."

Brother Yaozi's expression changed: "Is it...that pottery figurine?"

I nodded and now returned to the coffin again.

The pottery figurine is still lying quietly inside, with a skull embedded in the pottery body. It looks like an object no matter how you look at it.

"Bring the torch!"

Lao Bai handed it over from the side, and I put one end of the torch against the edge of the coffin, and the interior of the coffin was immediately illuminated brightly.

The pottery body is very new. After being placed in the coffin for more than three hundred years, there is no damage at all. The texture is very delicate and the workmanship is exquisite. It is definitely not rough pottery, but has the texture like a purple clay pot, and the color is slightly reddish.

"This is the red mud and purple sand!"

Lao Bai is an expert in this field. After taking a second look, he said suspiciously: "No matter how you look at it, it's just an object. There's nothing special about it!"

“Whether it’s special or not, you’ll know once you try it!”

I shouted low, swung the Baipi knife in my hand, and hit Tao directly.

Lao Bai subconsciously shrank his head, probably feeling that he was about to hear the sound of broken pottery pieces.

However, at this moment, the motionless pottery man actually moved, his arm suddenly raised, and he accurately grasped the blade!

Keng!

There was a crisp sound, and the Tao man was unharmed.

I was not surprised by this at all. Instead, I activated the Earth Spirit Pearl at this moment. The moment the Earth Spirit Energy gathered on the blade, a scream of "Ah" came from the Tao Ren's skull, and the hand holding the knife loosened.

I immediately pulled the knife back, bringing out a stream of blood.

All these changes happened just as the rabbit was rising and the falcon was falling. The next moment, the pottery man jumped up from the coffin, very fast, like a roc spreading its wings, and flew straight in front of me.

I swung my sword towards the opponent again.

However, there is one person who is faster.

A black shadow crossed me and went directly to meet me. It was thin but full of explosive power. There was no one else but Wushuang.

At this moment, if Tao Ren is a fierce shadow swooping down, Wushuang is like a fierce tiger. He let out a low roar from his throat, protected his head with both hands, and put them on both sides of Tao Ren's shoulders. At the same time, his knees pressed against him.

At the position of Tao Ren's abdominal cavity, Tao Ren was lifted up in mid-air.

This is a very lethal move in Xingyiquan. It is called Tiger Holding its Head. It imitates a fierce tiger fighting. The moment the person stands up, his hands directly tear the opponent's face. It is extremely cruel.

However, the Tao man was carrying a bare skull with no skin to capture. Wushuang's index finger traced across the bare skull. When it landed on Tao's body, the index finger inserted into the neck with a "click" sound, and then

Tear it back hard!

All this actually happened in the blink of an eye. Then, the two separated, and Tao Ren flew out. Wushuang took a few steps back, holding a piece of paper in his hand that was as bright red as mud and purple sand, and even the texture was almost the same.

There was a lot of skin, and blood dripped down the skin.

On the other hand, looking at the pottery man, the condition of the body and bones was like opening a flood gate to release a flood. The skin from the neck to the belly was torn off by Wushuang, and all the bits and pieces of chicken and dog in the belly were poured out. There were all kinds of internal organs, colorful and fishy smell.

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Being dragged down by the water in his drooping intestines, Tao Ren could not stand steadily, staggering and rolling all over the ground.

Zhang Xinya panted and rushed over holding Mo Dao, which Wu Shuang was standing near the entrance of the cave. In such a hurry, Wu Shuang had no time to use his sword. With Zhang Xinya's shout, Mo Dao was thrown towards him. He held the sword weighing dozens of kilograms with one hand and took one step.

Stepping out, he was ready to chop the pottery man into pieces with his sword.

"You can't kill it!!"

I grabbed Wushuang and said, "The wildfire will not burn it out, but the spring breeze will blow it again. Even if the flesh and blood is completely peeled off, it will not take long for it to recover!"

After saying this, I narrowed my eyes slightly and looked at Tao Ren rolling around on the ground, and shouted: "Xinya, Xiaozhi, now you do as I tell you!"

The same material came out of my mouth again and again.

Zhang Xinya and Xiaozhi were like two porters, quickly picking out the things I wanted from the few things we had.

Six pieces of peach wood, cut pieces of fire talismans were tied to the butcher's knife, and they were nailed around the rolling pottery figure, shaped like six awns.

Rub the wormwood residue and the red rope dipped in talisman water in your hands until the palms of your hands are slightly warm, and then tie them to the peach wood stakes to connect them together.

In this way, the Tao man was completely sealed inside.

As soon as the red rope is touched by the pottery people who are everywhere with sticks, they will immediately wail and scream and get away. The effect is like drawing the ground to make a prison!

This is one of the golden burial methods in the Five Elements Treasure Sutra in the "Ten Thousand Burials Sutra". It is also called Taibai to suppress evil spirits. It is specially designed to kill those resentful ghosts that linger like maggots on the tarsal bones. It was mostly used in mass burials in the past.

On the hillock, probably due to mass burials, there were countless barren graves and the dead people were piled up and entangled with each other, making it a ghost nest that could not be driven out. Therefore, we had to use this method to kill the evil spirits and bury those who could not be buried.

A clear and clear sky.

Taibai's method of suppressing evil is relatively simple among the golden burial methods, but there are also more complex and thorough methods. Unfortunately, the things we carry with us are not enough to arrange them.

"This should be enough, right?"

I pondered for a moment, then shouted: "Pour cinnabar powder on!"

This thing is a sharp tool and will be used nine times out of ten.

Zhang Xinya had found it a long time ago. I didn't tell her, so she could only hold it in her hand, and when she heard the words, she immediately poured it on it.

A large piece of red mist was dense, like a drizzle, falling on the pottery man. With a slight contact, scarlet flames burst out with a "boom".

There is no temperature, only the appearance of flames.

For a moment, shrill screams could be heard endlessly, and in the scarlet flames, a cracking sound could be heard. Cracks appeared on the skull at a speed visible to the naked eye. The flesh and blood were melting, and some of the bones were gradually separated.

Broken pottery shards.

"That way, it's considered clean."

I was afraid that Taibai Zhenxie wouldn't be able to cleanse this thing, so when I saw the skull shattered, I felt relieved and a slight smile appeared on my face.

"ah!"

A sudden scream came suddenly.

However, the sound was obviously not made by Tao Ren!

Lao Bai changed his color and said sternly: "Outside!!"

"Chase!!"
Chapter completed!