Scenes and sounds, appeared in front of Qin Feng's eyes, Qin Feng seemed to be watching a 3D movie, and he could even feel the thoughts of everyone in the phantom array.

The records of the Phantom Array Monument are sometimes very special, and they are often to hide something important, or to express something to future generations.

At this moment, Qin Feng was not in a hurry in the face of this ordinary scene, but continued to watch.

When the farmer heard this, he was so frightened that he shivered, and said that the willow tree is yin, and there will always be strange things around, and this willow tree has been surrounded by three people, for a hundred years, and in the summer when the scorching sun is in the sky, you can still feel the slightest coldness under this willow tree.

The farmer didn't dare to think about it, picked up his hoe and was about to leave, but for some reason a cat meow came from beside him: "Aim!"

The farmer looked back, and the four gray-haired old men stared at him expressionlessly, and the farmer knew that he couldn't run away now, so his head moved and said, "Are the four of you passing guests, but I have to rush to the fields to work in the hot summer, it's really hard." ”

Hearing this, the four old men looked at each other and smiled, and said softly: "The four of us are outsiders who have wandered here, passing by the treasure land, and seeing a big willow tree under the hot summer sun, I want to rest here for a while. ”

It turned out to be a guest from afar, and the farmer turned around and pointed out: "This village is Goutou Village, where my ancestors have lived for hundreds of years. Since the weather is so hot, I don't know if the four of them would like to sit in the cold house and drink a cup of herbal tea before leaving. ”

The white-bearded old man stood up and said: "I can't hide it, the contemptible person has this intention, but I don't know how to open my mouth to the master, and now Your Excellency's kind invitation is really good." ”

The farmer came back to his senses at this time, and secretly slapped himself, what kind of mouth, these four things that don't know if they are people or ghosts are brought home, isn't that a sheep into the tiger's mouth?

Seeing that these four people had already intended to be guests, the farmer did not dare to slack off at the moment, so he hurriedly led the way and thought about other ways in private.

The white-bearded old man took out a gall-shaped brass bottle, only to see the other three old men turn into three clouds of smoke and float into the bottle.

I saw that the talisman gradually turned into a golden light and floated towards the mouth of the bottle, covering it.

The farmer was taken aback, and raised his hoe to make a defensive gesture: "I don't know if the old gentleman is a human or a ghost, I am just a farmer, I don't know where to provoke you, if there is no fault, please be merciful to the old gentleman and let me go." ”

When the white-bearded old man heard this, he laughed: "Don't worry, I am a human being, not a ghost, but a Taoist Shangqing faction Ge Hong." ”

Seeing this, Qin Feng was slightly stunned.

Ge Hong?

I have never heard of such a number one person in the feng shui world.

He has read a lot of feng shui classics, mainly because the old man has collected more, when he was a child, he had nothing to do, and others watched martial arts, but he regarded these classics as a look, so he knew a little bit about some celebrities in the history of the feng shui world.

However, Qin Feng did not delve into this doubt, but continued to look at it.

When the farmer heard this, it turned out to be a Taoist priest, and his hanging heart was put down.

The farmer hurriedly dropped his hoe: "I don't know if the old fairy has arrived, I was offended just now, and I asked Haihan." ”

The white-bearded old man said, "Don't be formal, lead the way." ”

The farmer made a plea with both hands: "Please come with me, old fairy." ”

Unconsciously, he has walked most of the way, the mountain road is rugged, and the farmer does not feel tired when he walks all year round, on the other hand, the old Taoist priest is still full of energy, but there is no fatigue at all.

The farmer remembered what the old Taoist priest had said under the willow tree just now, so he asked, "Unfortunately, I was also resting under the willow tree, and I overheard the old gentleman talking about the cloudy clouds above Goutou Village, the scorching summer, and the cloudsless, where did you start with this?"

The old Taoist priest pondered for a moment and said: "Since you have heard it, this matter is met by me today, and it can be regarded as fate, and I will not sit idly by, so I will tell you all about it." ”

"It's not normal for clouds to be overcast, and the clouds are also very cloudy, if you haven't practiced Taoism, you naturally can't see it. This cloud is a vision of heaven and earth, and if it were not for the birth of a monster, it would never be so. ”

"Then according to what the old gentleman said, is there going to be a monster in our village?"

"Let me ask you, who is the rich family at the west end of the village?"

The farmer thought about it carefully, there are only more than 50 households in Goutou Village, and now that the war is raging, most of the people are hungry, and only the old village chief's family can be called rich, so he said: "The rich family in the west of the village is the family of Liu Desheng, the head of the village." ”

"Think about it, what has happened to his family lately?"

The farmer thought about it carefully, and there really was, the old mother of the old village chief's family was seriously ill and had just passed away last night.

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and said, "If there are dead things, and if there are such anomalous things, they will become zombies." ”

"Ah, zombies!" the farmer had heard from the old man when he was a child, that those who were born on the Red Sand Day and died on the Black Sand Day would become zombies if they were buried in the Flying Sands.

The farmer was a little frightened when he heard this, and hurriedly asked, "Sir, is there any way to crack it?"

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Although I, Ge someone, mainly use alchemy and drawing talismans on weekdays, but with my Taoist skills, I can still deal with this zombie with my hand." ”

The farmer was overjoyed when he heard this: "If the old man can get rid of this evil in our village, our whole village will be grateful to the old man, and he will not hesitate to be a cow and a horse in the next life!"

The old Taoist priest waved his hand: "It's not necessary to be a cow or a horse, you can take me to the village chief's house to explore the truth first." ”

The two hurried to the house of the old village chief in the west of the village, Goutou Village is not big, and there is only one road to the west of the village.

Walking to the west of the village, the farmer pointed with his hand: "Old man, this household is the village chief Liu Desheng's house." ”

The old Taoist priest looked up and down, the house was low-lying in the east and southeast directions, and there was a small puddle, and the gate was open in the southwest direction.

The old Taoist priest is stepping into the courtyard, the courtyard hall is hanging white flags, the door side is pasted with a couplet, the courtyard is set up with a mourning hall, a group of men are kowtowing, and the women in the house are crying heartbreakingly.

A black coffin was placed in front of the hall.

The farmer ran into the house.

After a while, a man in his fifties walked out.

The old Taoist priest thought to himself, this is probably the village chief Liu Desheng.

The village chief came to the old Taoist priest, looked him up and down, squinted his eyes and said, "I heard that the chief said that my house is haunted, I don't know what basis there is? ”

The old Taoist priest had already calculated, and said: "Poor Dao is not talented, but he is not a warlock who is abducted and deceived for a living, just before entering the door, Mr. Bang looked at Feng Shui, due east and southeast low-lying, there are puddles, it is a crime of earthquake water and Xunshui, the gate is open in the southwest direction. For the Kunmen, that is, the ghost gate. If Poor Dao didn't guess wrong, Ling Tang was suffering from brain disease, and he couldn't look directly before he died. ”