Fu Yanwu was secretly surprised. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info owls should be difficult to catch, Yan Huan can catch them with his hands, and he is really a skilled craftsman.

are the bait and the owl is the killer. The preparations are alive.

But the next day, Yang Yin did not come to the Anping Marquis Mansion to call someone.

Yanwu let the dust go to Dali Temple, only to know that the Pingguo Mansion actually took out a gold medal for avoiding death.

In other words, no matter what happens to those dead soldiers, Wang Qin can be regarded as innocent. Therefore, what Lord Yang Yin means is that there is no need to look for those dead soldiers. After all, there are a lot of cases to be dealt with every day in Dali Temple.

After listening to the dusty report, Yanwu felt that she had miscalculated, but she did not blindly blame herself. The Wang family tree has deep roots and is indeed not easy to knock down.

It's also that she is not ruthless enough. The golden book and iron coupon can save the children and grandchildren from death, but they cannot avoid the crime of rebellion. But for Wang Qin'an's treason, there are too many people involved. plotting against the three clans, she really doesn't want to harm the innocent.

The Wang family can't move for the time being, and the woodpecker in the dream has to be solved as soon as possible. Fu Yanwu and Yan Huan decided to act according to the plan.

Yan Huan borrowed a yellow dog from a farmer's house and let the yellow dog sniff in the pile of debris in the Liuli Courtyard. The remnants were all fallen from the dead soldiers, including masks, strips of rags, and Zhou Hong's special small crossbow.

The yellow dog followed the smell and led the three to Mangdang Mountain. In winter, Mangdang Mountain still looks verdant, but it is bleakly green. Standing in the damp mountains, people feel that the trees are hidden and insignificant.

Three men and a dog stepped on the dead leaves to pluck away the thorns and carved a path through the shrubs and vegetation all over the ground. As soon as the man walked by, the way he came disappeared. When passing by a wolf forest, Fu Yanwu felt familiar, she and Qin Che had been here more than three years ago. There was also a large piece of fragmented collapsed mountainous land, and Qin Che thought she was moving slowly, so he hugged her and flew over.

After a big circle, the yellow dog barked at a large group of creepers. It seems that the smell of those dead men disappeared here.

In winter, there are not many leaves left of the creeper, and they have become countless dead vines hanging on the rocks, and the branches are vines.

Yan Huan looked around and blurted out, "Take away the ban here." ”

Yanwu shook her head.

Yan Huan couldn't seem to believe it, and asked, "You don't know this, haven't you read the Book of Burial?" ”

Yanwu shook his head again.

"In the Book of Burials, it is said that the qi will disperse when it rides the wind, and the boundary water will stop. This is the simplest truth in Feng Shui. Dust off the pothos and creeper. ”

The dust then flew up to the rock wall and danced his sword in the wind.

Yan Huan seemed to be intentionally teaching. "These plants are where the Tibetan wind is."

Listen to the smoke and listen to it, there is the sound of water droplets, where is the water hidden?

"The water is hidden in the crevices of the rocks, and in the hollows of the rocks. The water comes to cover the earth, understand? ”

Yanwu was a little speechless, wouldn't it be necessary to dig the soil. But I heard Yan Huan say: "Wait here, I'll come when I go." ”

Sure enough, Yan Huan came over with a bag of mud after half an hour, cleaned the ground briefly, made a small stove with three stones, lit a fire, and then scattered the bag of soil on the surface of the stone to bake.

"There is also water in the soil, and it needs to be removed before it can be used to cover it."

Yanwu consciously picked up a few small branches and stuffed them under the stones to add to the fire. After a while, Fuchen came back with a large bundle of dead vines.

"Go, sprinkle all the water on the rock wall with this earth."

The dust flew away, and then Yan Huan continued to dig the soil.

Fu Yanwu wanted to roll his eyes, without the kung fu of dusting the eaves and walking the wall, wouldn't he be able to do nothing.

Finally, the three of them were busy for half an hour, and Fu Yanwu couldn't hear the sound of ticking water. Just as he was about to walk inside, Yan Huan shouted, "Wait." ”

Yanwu said in his heart, is there any mantra that can't be done?

Yan Huan turned around and ordered: "Dust the dust, cut down the three tallest trees, cut off the crown, right." ”

The last canopy fell, and a few rays of sunlight shone in, and the light suddenly brightened a lot.

Yanwu looked at the mountain rock that was covered with creeper dead vines, and saw that the red rock wall was gone, and the mountain seemed to have been hollowed out a long time ago, turning into a long staircase extending downward.

Yanwu rubbed his eyes, the underground palace, set up a forbidden underground palace. She understood something that had been put on hold for a long time.

Mangdang Mountain is not far from Zhuangzi in Goutou Village. If large-scale underground fortifications were to be built here, the water table would be greatly damaged. The root of the salinization of the land on the Zhuangzi is this underground palace.

Yan Huan's cold voice interrupted her excitement. "You go back."

Yanwu turned around obediently, waiting to see Yan Huan show his skills.

Yan Huan walked extremely slowly, almost rubbing inch by inch with his footsteps, and checking the walls on both sides from time to time. Yan Wu is also cautious, and the underground palace that kills babies in the dream has many mechanisms.

However, there didn't seem to be a mechanism here, and the three of them followed suit, and safely reached the bottom of the steps, about a foot away from the entrance of the underground palace.

Yan Huan opened the bird cage and muttered a few words to the, and the obediently flew out and patrolled in a small area at the entrance of the underground palace, fluttering and making intermittent chirps.

Fuchen asked curiously, "Master Yan, what are these doing?" ”

"Sing mountain songs, call friends."

Dust's eyes are straight.

Yan Huan looked at Fu Yanwu again, "Controlling birds and beasts, haven't you learned yet?" ”

Yanwu nodded his head.

Yan Huan finally didn't have any hope for her, this little junior sister was really a waste of divination. Hearing a tuk tuk voice approaching, he hurriedly said, "Don't move." ”

Fu Yanwu also heard the sound of the woodpecker scratching on the ground with its beak, which was very harsh.

The three of them stood in place like wooden men, and the woodpecker got closer and closer to the.

The probably thought that this bird looked the same as the little friend in the forest, and sang more and more vigorously, and chirped endlessly.

Only Yan Huan noticed that the owl in the cage had one round eye, rushed to the woodpecker with a thunderous momentum, directly bit the little head, and swallowed it.

Fu Yanwu has not fully recovered his senses. Is this caught?

"Tuk Tuk - Tuk Tuk", listening to people's hairs stand on end, the woodpecker is not dead?

In a few moments, the owl fell to the ground, blood oozing from its belly, and a wail of "ahh And the woodpecker's pointed beak peeks out little by little from the owl's smooth bloody abdomen, like the birth of a viviparous animal.

Yanwu deeply felt the pain of the owl's intestines piercing her belly, and lowered her head and couldn't bear to look at it again.

Yan Huan shouted: "Dust, throw away." ”

Dusty shuddered, and hurriedly threw the bird trap on his arm next to the owl. Everything was so good that the woodpecker was born from the belly of the owl, but it was also the time when it entered the belly. The moment the bird catcher touched the ground, the bracket of the bamboo plaque was slashed, and the woodpecker was firmly buckled. (To be continued.) )