Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

“Speak, don’t be so absolute.” Ye Shaoyang turned to look at the village secretary and said, “Please trouble me for 20 candles, and … 3 quilts.”

The village secretary was still hesitant, and Zhuang Yumeng shoved a few more red banknotes into his hands. The village secretary quit, smiled and accepted it, and asked Ye Shaoyang: “What kind of candle and quilt do you want?”

“The quilt needs to be thick, so it’s okay to have a few extra beds. Anyway, I’ll give it back to you anyway. Any candle is fine.”

The village party secretary promised and left quickly. Less than ten minutes later, led by two youngsters, one returned with two quilts.

“These are my nephews,” said the village secretary Happily.

Ye Shaoyang asked them to help, hang a quilt on the door leading to the bedroom from top to bottom, and then touched a 7-inch spike and nailed it from top to bottom.

Then, in the same way, all the doors to the other bedroom and kitchen were sealed, and then he held a bunch of candles found by the village party secretary. Starting from a corner, every two or three meters, he inserted one on the ground. Until all the walls of the room are full of candles.

The headmaster Wuyue watched him do this, and said, “What are you doing?”

Ye Shaoyang said in a hurry: “Mt. Mao has a spell called ‘Firefly Searching for Yin’, and you can find the nodes of Yin Qi in this closed space.”

Wuyue Dao paused, then snorted, “Hu Nongxuan Xu.”

Zhuang Cai came up and said in his ear: “Mr. Dao, what spell is this?”

“Rest assured, simply looking for the source of corpse burial buried in such a small space is simply impossible,” resolute and decisive said.

“Then … why should he be arrogant?” Zhuang Cai was still puzzled.

Wuyue Dao snorted, “Mr. Zhuang doesn’t understand. This is a trick that general rivers and lakes warlocks use. They rely on complicated ceremony and some small people to flicker, first calm you down, and finally say that the other party is too strong, or find A similar excuse is perfunctory, so you believe it. “

He deliberately didn’t keep his voice to a minimum, Ye Shaoyang heard it and laughed up at him, saying, “You are so familiar, you seem to be a fellow in the same circle.”

Wuyuedao’s long beard blew and said, “Who is the same person as you!”

Ye Shaoyang ignored him, let everyone back to the corner, then turned and closed the iron door, shutting off the last light source, and the room became dark.

The village party secretary regretted staying here to watch the fun, and hurried to Wuyue Daodao, sulking his face and said, “Master Dao, if something really happens, you should protect us.”

The moonless faintly smiled, “That’s nature.”

The village secretary kept nodded, and finally found a sense of security.

Ye Shaoyang touched the black and took out the ink fountain from his backpack. He took a sigh of relief to the cinnabar thread above, held it in his left hand, threw away a piece of rune paper, burned in the air, and slowly dropped. Ye Shaoyang right hand After the seal was printed, his mouth said: “Tai Shang 3 Qing, knowing my heart, flying ash, turning the fire to find the Yin, anxious as the law!”

After reading incantation, the rune paper is about to be burned out. At the moment of extinction, Ye Shaoyang right hand changes the seal, bends his middle finger, and bounces on the paper ash. He hits the sparks radiate all around, flying away, forming a wave Spell energy.

Ye Shaoyang sits down on his knees, the right hand quickly prints, releases astral qi, follows this energy, spreads out all around, and suddenly, a candle near the corner on the left side lights up a bunch of bright green fire, Ye Shaoyang clasped his left hand on the ink fountain and trembled forward. The cinnabar thread flew out, wrapped around the candle accurately, and pulled out a straight line. At this time, a candle behind him also lit up.

Ye Shaoyang threw the ink fountain backwards, bypassed the candle, smashed it on the wall and bounced back, reached out and grabbed it, while cutting the red line, another candle lit up next to it. Ye Shaoyang threw the red line over and walked around. After the candle, the fourth candle behind lit up, and hurriedly dropped the ink fountain again, pulling it straight.

After that, the candles lighted up one by one. Ye Shaoyang threw out the ink fountain again and again, busy around the candle. When the last candle lighted up, the whole room became bright, the red line was connected, and everyone was surprised. Where the red lines overlap, a rectangle that is one meter wide and 2 meters long is actually formed.

Ye Shaoyang walked through the gap of the red line, took out four 4-inch long nails, and nailed them at the four corners of the rectangle, put out a long breath.

“What does this … mean?” Xie Yuqing stepped up and asked blankly.

Ye Shaoyang said: “Within the rectangle is the source of corpse qi and ghost qi. Looking at this shape, it should be a coffin.”

Xie Yuqing blinked, “How did you do it, and what was the principle?”

“It’s a magic spell, you don’t understand the principle.” Ye Shaoyang carefully untied the cinnabar thread, curling it up on the ink fountain, leaving only four spikes.

Wuyue Dao came up and said, looking very unpleasant, “It’s impossible, this is 2 meters long. Then there will be such a large coffin, how can there be such a large body?”

Ye Shaoyang paid attention to the cinnabar line without raising his head, and said, “Are you gambling?”

“What kind of spell did you use, I have never seen it simply, just watching the fun, who knows true or false.”

Ye Shaoyang closed the cinnabar line, lifted the head, and faintly smiled at him. “Don’t say it’s useless, gamble?”

“What are you gambling?”

“See if you can dig out a giant coffin.”

Wuyue Dao stunned his tongue on the spot and opened his mouth for a long time, but still did not dare to say a good word.

Ye Shaoyang didn’t bother to look at him, and turned to the village party secretary and said, “Help me find 2 young men who are in good health, and bring 2 iron puppets.”

An ordinary person of the village branch secretary, who has not yet slowly recovered from the shock brought by his previous spells, almost regarded him as a fairy, and when he heard his orders, nodded, like smashing garlic, hurriedly opened the door.

Zhuang Yumen came over and asked nervously, “Big Brother Shaoyang, you said that the coffin is below. What’s in the coffin?”

“It’s dead, of course it’s zombie.”

When he heard the word “zombie”, Zhuang Yumen’s father and daughter froze.

Zhuang Yumeng took a deep breath and said, “Why is there a zombie?”

Ye Shaoyang shrugged, and said, “I just want to dig out if I don’t know.”

What else did Zhuang Yumeng want to say, Xie Yuqing said: “Just rest assured, there is a small god stick in it, even if a corpse king is dug up.”

After hearing this, the headmaster Wuyue finally found an opportunity to fight back, and laughed heartily, “The corpse king, little girl, don’t believe it, have you seen the corpse king?”

“The corpse king, I’ve seen it a few times, and it killed Little Ye’zi. Why?” Xie Yuqing sneered and looked at him. “For you old facetious old daoist, the corpse king is afraid of urine. Are you pants? “