Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

The rabbit demon blew away the poisonous mist, and his body fell slowly.

All those bones that didn't melt down immediately fell down.

Looking at the pale human bones here, Yang Xiaobao had an indescribable feeling.

"Master, are you okay?" The rabbit demon walked up to Yang Xiaobao and asked.

Yang Xiaobao shook his head: "I'm fine."

He stared at the rabbit demon and asked strangely: "Why did you save me? In fact, you can watch me die at the hands of this old man, and then you will be free."

"Because, you are my master, and I will not let others kill you. And you are the one who released me from the cave."

Yang Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this.

"Okay, then we won't owe each other." Yang Xiaobao said.

The rabbit demon took out the snow snake gallbladder, absorbed some energy, and his complexion slowly returned to rosy.

"Master gave me this Snow Snake Gallbladder, so I can save you, otherwise, today..."

Thinking of the danger just now, Yang Xiaobao sighed deeply.

"I want to ask, have you lived for such a long time, do you know how to deal with this situation?"

He didn't want to encounter such a dangerous situation again.

"This is a kind of exorcism, which originated from the exorcism school, but it was developed on the basis of exorcism. As for the spell of exorcism, I am not very clear." The rabbit demon replied honestly.

Yang Xiaobao searched in his cognitive system, but couldn't find any knowledge about exorcism.

He was a little puzzled, wondering why the mountain god didn't input knowledge about this.

"This kind of exorcism is heresy, not the right way." The rabbit demon said, "People who know this kind of magic usually don't have a good mind."

Yang Xiaobao nodded, thinking of the evil spirit he inhaled with the bronze mirror that night.

It seems that the old man I met today was not on the right path.

It is estimated that this is also the reason why the mountain god did not input anything about this aspect.

"Master, what should we do with these corpses?" the rabbit demon asked.

Yang Xiaobao looked at the bones on the ground and said: "You don't need to worry about it, I will let the villagers bury it now."

"Let's hold a ceremony." The rabbit demon suggested.

Yang Xiaobao nodded. Regarding the religious affairs, the mountain god has input.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Yang Xiaobao let the rabbit demon hide on the mountain.

He called Wang Wen and asked him to take the villagers to the mountain.

Ten minutes later, Wang Wen and the villagers arrived on the mountain.

When they saw the bones in this place, they all turned pale with fright.

It is estimated that few people have seen such a scene.

"Xiaobao... What, what's going on here?" Wang Wen asked.

"Little Treasure, how did these bones come out of the grave?"

asked the villagers.

Some people hide away because of fear and dare not come forward.

Yang Xiaobao sighed and said, "Someone made them out on purpose."

"Who is so shameless? To do such a thing of digging up people's ancestral graves!"

"That's right, this kind of person deserves to be cut to death!"

Yang Xiaobao waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't say anything about resentment, let's think about it, what should we do."

"Xiao Bao, tell me, what should I do?"

Everyone looked at Yang Xiaobao, hoping to get attention.

After all, with so many bones, it is also divided into which one belongs to which tomb.

Yang Xiaobao thought for a while and said, "How about we build a thousand-person grave and put all the bones in one grave."

Wang Wen and the villagers looked at each other.

"This idea is not a bad idea, but it must be discussed with the villagers." Wang Wen said, "After all, this is a matter of the village."

Yang Xiaobao nodded and said: "Then you call the whole village to discuss, call all the people who can be called, and find someone to buy some yellow paper, buy some Ming coins, buy some incense and candles, and firecrackers."

What he said were all things used for offering sacrifices to the dead.

"Don't worry, you can buy anything you can buy." Wang Wen said.

Yang Xiaobao thought for a while and said, "Prepare another piece of white paper and a brush."

"it is good."

Half an hour later, almost all the people who could arrive in Stone Village had arrived.

Seeing the thousands of corpses in front of them, everyone was very shocked.

Many people backed away in fright, but few dared to come forward.

Wang Wen told everyone about Yang Xiaobao's thoughts, and everyone nodded in agreement.

This is the best way, and the only way.

Without hesitation, the villagers of Shitou Village started digging the grave with their shovels.

Soon, a very large tomb appeared in the cemetery.

Yang Xiaobao commanded the crowd to gather the bones and put them in the tomb.

Then Yang Xiaobao performed a ritual and wrote a spell on a piece of white paper.

This incantation was entered into his mind by the mountain god, and the name is the Requiem Curse.

After writing this incantation, Yang Xiaobao lit it in the tomb, letting the ashes be buried with them.

With this incantation, even if the old man comes again, these bones will not be awakened again.

Finally, everyone burned incense and set off firecrackers before starting to bury them.

All this was done in a very solemn atmosphere.

After all this was over, the villagers walked down the mountain one after another.

"Too many strange things have happened recently on this mountain."

"Yeah, it looks like it's better not to go up the mountain in the future."

"What are you afraid of? Every time we come here, we burn incense and worship our ancestors. Our ancestors will bless us."

The villagers discussed as they walked.

"Little Treasure, I think since you have contracted this mountain, why don't you find a way to seal it off."

Wang Wen and Yang Xiaobao were at the back, he suggested to Yang Xiaobao.

Yang Xiaobao smiled wryly: "It's not easy to seal such a big mountain."

"However, I'm afraid that people will turn around and go up the mountain again. If they really die, it will be troublesome." Wang Wen said with some worry.

Yang Xiaobao smiled and said: "Village Chief, don't worry, if this matter gets out, I don't think anyone will dare to come to the mountain again."

"I hope so." Wang Wen sighed.

At the same time, on the expressway bound for Spring City, Shi Ran was lying on the back seat of the off-road vehicle, his face pale.

The chest of his clothes was already stained red with blood.

He took a pill, and his breath calmed down.

Liar Jia, who was sitting next to him, had an anxious look on his face.

I thought Yang Xiaobao was going to die this time, but I didn't expect that a banshee would be killed in the end.

"I really didn't expect this banshee to be so powerful." Liar Jia finally sighed.

"Hmph, this Yang Xiaobao, I really underestimated him."

After saying this, Shi Ran coughed a few times.

"Brother, are you alright?" Liar Jia said hastily.

Shi Ran waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'll be fine, where are we going now?"

"Go to Chuncheng, someone will arrange a place for us there, and we will leave after you recover from your injury."

Shi Ran nodded and closed his eyes.