At this time, it was a hot time, and five or six crop men hid in the shade of the trees, looking curiously at Ah Qing's father and son not far away.

The father and son walked back and forth around a stout old locust tree, as if they were observing something.

Father looked at the compass in his hand and paused.

"The hour has come, and this part begins. My father pointed to the trunk of the tree three inches above the ground and marked it with dirt.

Ah Qing waved the sickle in his hand to clear the weeds around him, and the men quickly surrounded him.

"Master Chen, do you really want to cut it, such a big locust tree is going to become fine. "There is a saying in the countryside that the locust tree is a wood ghost, and its own yin qi is extremely heavy, not to mention the old locust that is old, especially those old locust who have become fine, but also can absorb the surrounding lonely souls and wild ghosts, if anyone cuts it, it will be entangled by countless lonely souls and wild ghosts, and the man is a little timid.

"Now the yang energy is so heavy, it's okay. Father said.

"Let's do it, we must clean up all the roots before the sun sets, otherwise there will be moths here in the future, and this pillar is an example. The father said lightly, these men are all related to the Dazhu family, either uncles or cousins, and they all understand it in their hearts when they talk about Dazhu.

At this moment, a farmer hurriedly ran over, his head full of sweat.

"Master Chen is not good, Dazhu is biting the old sow at home again, what do you say? Dazhu's father was full of anxiety, and beads of sweat kept dripping, I don't know if it was because of the heat or because he was too anxious.

"Where is he now?" said his father's brow.

"I'm tied up and tied to bed, grandma's bear, this calf almost bit my flesh off. "The father of the big pillar stretched out his forearm, and there were five bloody tooth marks on it.

"Well, don't you stop?" the father thought for a while, and then said: "Cut down Lao Huai first, and if you break this feng shui bureau, it should stop." ”

The father pointed to the grave bag in front of him: "Big brother, you should be able to guess whose grave it is, I remember that someone from your family was present when the burial was made." ”

"Could it be .......," Dazhu's father's face was filled with horror.

"As you guessed, the one who wrapped around the pillar was the unborn baby. Father said.

"What can I do about this?" muttered Dazhu's father.

"Cut this old Huai, it is estimated that the crux of the problem is here, and the reason why the baby's resentment is so heavy is also related to the old Huai. ”

"You cut down Lao Huai first, I'll go and see the big pillar, Ah Qing stays here. Father picked up the black box and walked out quickly.

"Good. Dazhu's father gritted his teeth, spat his hand, picked up the axe and slashed down.

"Bloodshed, bloodshed. A man was standing on the side, and suddenly he exclaimed.

Dazhu's father was stunned in place, he even forgot to pull the axe back, and clearly saw that there was a puddle of red liquid flowing out of the trunk along the axe, and there was no blood, but a faint earthy smell.

"Ah Qing......." Dazhu's father cried a little, and his hands trembled slightly.

Ah Qing was also taken aback, but he was frightened by the exclamation of the big man Leng Ding.

"It's okay, it's not blood, it's probably more iron in the soil. Ah Qing responded.

"But ......."

"It's fine. Ah Qing stepped forward and pulled out the axe vigorously, and a description in the Neijing flashed in his mind: Face Sanyin, Blood Ghost Huai, Aeon Ascension.

This blood-colored juice is still a medicinal herb, but no one cares about it now, Ah Qing swung the axe and slashed it again, expanding the mouth of the liquid flowing out a little, Ah Qing didn't know where to find a glass bottle, and filled the bottle with liquid.

"Smell it, it's not blood. Ah Qing rubbed the juice on his hands, and did not say that it was a matter of medicinal herbs.

"Even if he becomes a sperm, he can't help you, and he is not obediently cut down. ”

"Bring the big saw, and let's get it together. "Ah Qing said.

A few men were skeptical, but they still picked up the saw, and no one was afraid of it.

This is the kind of steel plate saw more than two meters long, specially for logging, two people pull one side, put the hacksaw into the gap that has just been cut, and pull it up one after the other.

The blood-red sawdust fell into a pile after a while, and the strong smell of earth was permeating, and the other four men pulled the rope, and the other end connected to the old locust, controlling the direction in which the old locust fell.

Click!

Click!

Bang!

With a loud bang, the old locust fell to the ground, and as the old locust landed, the red juice slowly decreased, and nothing special happened.

A few crop men slowly put their minds at ease, and quickly cut down the old locust branches and put them aside, and after a while, only the bare trunk remained.

Then several people began to dig around, and Ah Qing also picked up shovels to join them, and several people were very fast, and after a while, they were meters deep, revealing huge roots.

Ah Qing still remembers what his father said at noon, the Yin Dragon Ball at the root, that is, the root nodules.

Slowly, it was nearly two meters deep, and the entire root system was almost exposed.

Ah Qing deliberately looked at the base of the tree, inadvertently knocking away the sticky soil.

Directly below the root of the tree, after a huge clod of earth fell, Ah Qingtu's eyes lit up, and on the thick root that went straight down, five fists bulgeed impressively.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Ah Qing quietly broke off the bulge bag and stuffed it into his cloth pocket.

"Work hard, move the roots out, the sun is about to set. Ah Qing wiped the sweat from his head and looked at the sun that was no longer hot.

A few people climbed out of the tree pit, and at some point there was already a circle of people around, all of whom were from the village, probably hearing about it, and then they were novel, and hurriedly ran over to take a look.

"Ah Qing, what are you doing here?" As soon as Ah Qing climbed out, an aunt in a straw hat shouted in the crowd.

"The big pillar is evil, I Dada said that it may be because of this old Huai. A Qing said loudly.

"We heard that this locust tree is bleeding, how can it be evil. Although there was a group of aunts, uncles and uncles, no one approached, as if they were a little scared and looked curiously.

"Fourth aunt, it's not so evil, take some branches and go home to light the fire when you leave for a while. ”

"I don't dare to take it. The fourth aunt shook her head and stepped back unnaturally.

"It's okay, when you leave, take some home and light the fire, there are many branches, we won't be able to take them for a while. Ah Qing shouted around.

"Really?"

"Really. ”

With the first, soon there was a second, and then the third, and after a while, the cut branches and leaves were divided into piles of ........

"Let's all go back. A-Qing said loudly and smiled at the crowd.

The crowd should have thought it was okay to look good, and the three of them walked away with the branches and leaves.

Ah Qing pulled Dazhu's father in front of him and said softly: "Hundreds of families burn firewood to gather fire, and Dazhu will be fine soon." ”

"Thank you, A-Qing. Dazhu's father rubbed his hands, a little embarrassed.

Since the branches and leaves were taken away by the villagers, there was only one huge trunk around the village, and there were also tree roots, Ah Qing carefully observed, especially the root part, and made sure that nothing was missing, before he put his mind at ease.

"Take some firewood and put it in the pit, so that you don't turn back and grow saplings." A Qing said loudly, his father was not there, but his mind was getting more and more correct.

The flames soon rose several meters high, throwing all the broken branches and leaves around them into it and burning.

After burning for about half an hour, the sun has begun to sink, and the surrounding soil is also blackened by the high temperature of the flames, and it will turn into powder when you step on it, and it is estimated that this old locust will not sprout again.

"Fill the soil. Ah Qing shouted.

At this time, in a courtyard in the village, an old lady about sixty years old, wearing a wide white sweatshirt, cleaned up the old locust branches and leaves in the yard, thinking that she could cook on the fire after drying.

"Hey. The old lady let out a low cry, and there was a tree nodule growing on the branch in her hand, which looked like a baby, and when she touched it, it fell to the ground, and suddenly it cracked, revealing a thumb-like black and red bead from inside, and a little fluorescent inside.

The old lady reached out and grabbed it, and the tentacles were warm.