Let's say that when Li Laosan left the hotel in a hurry with Anzi, the innkeeper had already entered Li Laosan's room. The sandalwood incense in the incense burner placed in the corners of the four walls is still rising white smoke, and the fragrance lingers, filling the whole room, like a fairyland on earth, but it is only the same shape, but there is no such artistic conception. The innkeeper coughed twice, put his hand in front of his nose and fanned the wind repeatedly, and when he was accustomed to the smoky environment, he closed the door. He looked through it and found that the sandalwood in the censer was almost burned out, so he sat down by one of the incense burners and waited quietly, as if waiting for it to burn out completely.

This thin man who was called the sixth master by An Zizun, there is actually no six characters in his name, just because his surname is Liu, and he has a homonym with six, and later he was given such a nickname by a friend with a strong rural accent, and then the younger generations will call him the sixth master.

When he was young in Wuzhen, he learned Feng Shui Kanyu and the art of dragon xing with a famous local feng shui master, but until the feng shui gentleman died, he didn't learn a reason. So he ran to Hangzhou and started the trick of abduction. He just wanted to survive, but he was inexplicably favored by Lu Boyuan, a popular figure in Hangzhou at that time, and was rewarded with a way to live. After a few years, he accidentally entered the ranks of tomb robbers, and it was at that time that he met Li Xiaotian at that time, and now Li Laosan. This bullish but respectful and humble young man made him yearn for it when he was already famous, so that after Lu Boyuan's death, he resolutely followed the young man out of Hangzhou and went to the northeast, at the foot of Changbai Mountain.

"Hey, time, it's really a son of a bitch!" I don't know if I saw the aging self in the window glass, and the innkeeper suddenly sighed. At this time, the sandalwood in the incense burner had burned out, so he also stood up and walked to the place where the wardrobe was placed in the house. After opening the wardrobe, I tinkered for a long time and found a nanmu box from a pile of messy clothes.

After opening the box, it contained no more, no less, exactly four incense sticks, the thickness of the little finger, the whole body was dark, but there was no smell.

The innkeeper took out four incense sticks, put them aside, and carefully hid the Nanmu box back in the closet, and then lit the four incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burners in the four corners of the wall in the order of southeast, south, north, and west. After looking at it again, and finding that the incense in the north corner burned the fastest, he walked to the north corner and knelt on the ground to bow. He also said some unknown words, similar to spells to invite gods and exorcisms.

After that, he walked to the side of the bed, bent down and pulled out the wooden box that Li Laosan had placed there from under the bed, hesitated for a moment and opened the lid of the box, and a cuirass wrapped in red rope appeared in front of him.

After whispering "Don't be weird," he reached out and picked up the breastplate, and began to remove the red rope that was wrapped around it. Soon, the red rope was gone, and the color of the breastplate turned from black to silver. There was a faint glow.

He took the breastplate and walked to the north corner of the room, placing it flat on the floor, less than two inches from the censer. Then he got up and took out a white porcelain vase and a black bottle of the same size from the wooden box, as well as a sharp short knife.

When he returned to the north corner, he knelt down in front of the breastplate, bowed three times in a row, then picked up the white bottle and poured the white powder contained in the bottle evenly on the breastplate, and recited a few incantations. Then he uncorked the black bottle and poured the black powder on the breastplate in the same way. The two powders covered each other, and immediately a puff of white smoke rose up, and the incense on the incense burner at North Point also accelerated and even burst into flames at this time.

"I don't know where you are, but please don't blame you. Seeing this, the innkeeper hurriedly kowtowed a few more times, and there were words in his mouth. After waiting for a while, he picked up the short knife and wiped it in the palm of his left hand, this knife was not ambiguous, and directly cut a deep hole in his palm, a touch of scarlet oozed out, and the blood continued to drip on the cuirass, wetting all the black and white powder, and the two powders and blood fused with each other, forming a layer of gray thick on the breastplate. White smoke no longer rose from the cuirass, but the incense in the censer suddenly burst into flames, and the flame took on a blue-green color.

The innkeeper frowned, as if he felt that something was wrong, and he kept blowing on the incense, trying to extinguish the turquoise flame, but the more he blew it, the more vigorous it became, and after a while, the whole incense burned only a black core.

"Grandpa is angry, I'm not hurting you. The innkeeper was sweating profusely, and at the same time there was a sense of oppression that he had never felt before.

At this moment, a shadow more than two meters high appeared on the wall behind the innkeeper, shaped like a wolf, but he did not immediately notice the existence of this shadow. It wasn't until the shadow slipped from the wall to the ground, and then slowly stood up from the ground, forming a three-dimensional image, that the innkeeper really had a chill in his back. It felt like something was blowing on his back.

The innkeeper turned his head tremblingly, and found a huge beast like a wolf not a wolf, like a dog but not a dog, covered in black goo, with two lantern-like green eyes staring at him, and he suddenly felt that the cold in the room was oppressive, and he didn't know if it was real, or because of the fear in his heart.

He knelt on the spot and didn't dare to move, for fear that if he moved, the thing would pounce on him and bite it, looking at its bloody mouth, no matter which part it bited, I was afraid it would be uncomfortable.

The beast shook its head, and suddenly opened its mouth and roared at the innkeeper, a voice low and so sharp that it pierced his eardrums in an instant, and he clutched his ears in pain, blood seeping out of the holes.

The beast did not stop there, and then roared twice at the innkeeper, and after these two blows, the innkeeper was bleeding from seven holes and fell to the ground. His mind was buzzing, blank, and completely unconscious. His whole body was as hot as a fire, and he fell to the ground and rolled in great pain, and after a moment, his eyeballs burst, and black sticky material flowed out of his pupils.

The beast finally pounced on him, and bit down on his abdomen with a large mouth, tearing his body in half in an instant. The innkeeper was dead, blood splattering from his body on the breastplate.

The thick layer on the breastplate began to melt and slowly seep into the breastplate, which emitted a black glow, but soon became dull again.

The beast began to gnaw at the innkeeper's body, until it had eaten him into a white skeleton with only a head, then contentedly stuck out its tongue and licked its lips, then turned back into a shadow and fell back to the ground, then vanished.