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There are clouds in the ancient scriptures of the green sac: eating love flowers, breaking the intestines and despairing, refining by painstaking efforts, those who are in this flower, faint at the beginning and difficult to wake up, red spots on the body, hot skin, red spots in the lower abdomen, like flowers blooming......"

The Love Flower is not a flower, but a heartbreaking Gu.

Hearing what Changsheng said, I reacted instantly, pondered for a while, and secretly thought to myself, "Who would plant this love flower for Huang Hatyu?" At the same time, he couldn't help but look at the pitch-black wooden coffin in the villa, this Fan Mazi was already dead, if it was planted by him, the food flower would disappear with the Gu master, then it would erupt so violently at this time, could it be that Fan Mazi faked his death?

"Fan Yuanyuan, you immediately go find a bowl, as well as an egg and two cloves of garlic." Changsheng suddenly said to Fan Yuanyuan.

"Eggs, garlic?" Fan Yuanyuan said strangely: "What do you want to do here?" ”

"Wait a minute, I'll be useful, now we'll split up right now......"

"What are you going to do?" Fan Yuanyuan continued to be surprised.

"Remember to find eggs and garlic ......" Changsheng rushed into the darkness and disappeared.

Fan Yuanyuan didn't dare to delay, and immediately went to the neighborhood to find something according to Changsheng's instructions, at this time, only a maid brought by Huang Hatyu was looking at her, and the little maid's body was a little trembling, obviously terrified.

After a small half-pillar of incense, the two came back, and I saw that the little maid was almost like seeing a relative, and there were tears in her eyes, obviously she was frightened when she was alone here. Fan Yuanyuan couldn't help but be a little stunned when he saw that Changsheng was covered in sludge.

"Xiaodao Chief, what's wrong with you, did you fall to the ground?" Fan Yuanyuan asked in surprise.

"It's not." Changsheng smiled and didn't say a word, just took out two leeches, Fan Yuanyuan saw these two black-brown leeches the size of his little finger, and realized that Changsheng was looking for this thing.

Changsheng took the bowl, put the two leeches in the bowl, then took the egg, and gently knocked on the edge of the white bowl, the egg shell suddenly cracked, and then he shook the egg, so that the egg white flowed into the bowl, and the egg yolk remained in the eggshell. Then he crushed two more cloves of garlic and put them in a white bowl.

This set of movements is coherent and skillful, and I secretly muttered: "What kind of little Taoist priest are you, what a little chef!" ”

"Immortal Xiaodao, do you want ** egg leech cake?" Fan Yuanyuan was really curious to the extreme, and he didn't understand what Changsheng was going to do.

At this time, Changsheng vigorously stirred up the garlic, leeches and egg whites in the bowl. With a quick stirring, the leeches were all stirred, and the egg whites gradually turned brown. He came to Huang Hatyu, who was still unconscious, and asked Fan Yuanyuan to help, pinched Huang Hatyu's mouth open, and then poured the egg white into her mouth.

Although Fan Yuanyuan had doubts and concerns, he didn't ask too much when he saw Changsheng's solemn and strict face.

After feeding Huang Hatyu and drinking egg whites, Changsheng poured the remaining two rotten leeches and garlic into his hands, rubbed his palms together a few times, thoroughly rubbed the leeches and garlic, and then applied them to the big red spots around Huang Hatyu's navel.

After painting, Chang Chang let out a sigh and stood beside Huang Hatyu and waited, but he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart.

Soon, the red spots on Huang Hatyu's body began to gradually become smaller, and the color of his eyes faded little by little. The large flower-like red spots around her navel also split into many small red spots, which quickly faded.

"God!" Fan Yuanyuan's eyes widened, and he looked at Changsheng with a look of surprise, "Little Daoist, where did you learn this method?" ”

Changsheng also breathed a sigh of relief, but shook his head: "The earthwork taught by the master, I didn't expect it to be really useful." ”

"Then what's wrong with her, why is she so weird?" Fan Yuanyuan couldn't help but ask again.

Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and didn't know how to explain to Fan Yuanyuan, so he could only turn his head and smile at him. But at this moment, the little girl's face suddenly changed greatly, and she pointed at Huang Hatyu: "It's not good, Madara is up again." ”

Changsheng turned his head to look, and his face changed greatly, the red spots on Huang Hatyu's body that had just receded actually appeared as quickly as a cloud, and the red spots around her navel were also quickly cultivated, turning into roses again, which was extremely gorgeous.

And the huge red spot is still growing and blackening rapidly.

“…… Those who eat love flowers, faint at the beginning and are difficult to wake up, red spots on the body, hot skin, red spots in the lower abdomen, flower-shaped, flower-shaped red spots are black and purple, and long to the waist, then the fairy god is difficult to save, and he will definitely die...... "I can't help but sound the description of the food flower in the ancient scriptures of the green sac, after being hit by this 'food flower Gu', the death will be very miserable, and eventually the whole body will be swollen, black as ink, the blood in the body will coagulate into a lump, and the whole person will become like a clod, and it will be broken when pinched.

Changsheng's method just now had already alleviated the 'Appetite Flower Gu', but why did it suddenly grow again, could it be that the person of that kind of Gu was controlling the Appetite Flower again? But where is that Gu man?

As the night faded, Changsheng found a corner, glanced at the dark coffin inside the gate, and his eyes began to beat unconsciously, could it be that Huang Hatyu's Gu was really related to this Fan Mazi? Even if he dies, he won't let Huang Hatyu be at peace?

Isn't it said that good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil? According to Huang Hatyu, this villa is haunted, and Fan Mazi was killed by a ghost, so will Fan Mazi ...... Thinking of this, Changsheng suddenly felt a trace of strangeness. Qi, yellow gas, no, it should be resentment, and a thick resentment is coming out of that coffin, wafting around.

"Little Podao, it's really a wave of unsettled waves! Huang Hateyu's matter hasn't been solved, it looks like we're really going to catch ghosts! I saw that the resentment was overflowing, and I sighed quietly.

Changsheng narrowed his eyes and squeezed in the direction of the gate.

"Meow!" A large black cat suddenly rushed out from under the coffin where the corpse was kept, and ran towards Changsheng, as if to attack Changsheng. Changsheng ignored the black cat and walked straight to the door.

"Meow ......" The big black cat screamed again, and disappeared into the night beyond Changsheng, but this cat meow made everyone present tremble.

Fan Yuanyuan saw that Changsheng was about to enter the villa, so he grabbed him and lowered his voice: "What's the matter?" "He's not a master, but he has two brushes. So, he could sense that there was something strange about his surroundings, but he didn't know why.

"It's a bit weird, this corpse is so resentful." Changsheng was very puzzled, his voice was very low, but Fan Yuanyuan on the side heard the word "resentment", and couldn't help but shudder, he and Fan Mazi were rivals in love.

Changsheng walked through the curtain and stepped into the hall, Fan Yuanyuan's face hesitated for a while, but he still didn't dare to follow.

In the depths of the hall there is a tall bonsai, coiled with bewitching roses and thorns, flanked by expensive sofa seats, dappled light and shadow reflecting its luxury, and the ceiling of the hall is decorated with wisps of relief carvings, magnificent and brilliant design, and glittering decorations...... But the pitch-black coffin in the hall is out of place with this qiē, which further sets off the strange atmosphere of this villa today.

Changsheng took out a little cinnabar powder from the cloth bag and squatted next to the coffin, and quickly drew a small spirit gathering talisman.

"Meow, meow!" There were a few more wildcat meows outside the door.

"Where is the wild cat, get out of here, this thing is easy to cause corpse mutations." Fan Yuanyuan scolded and drove away.

After Changsheng heard the cry of the wild cat, he took a breath of cold air, put his hand into the cloth bag, took out the unicorn dagger, lightly hit the coffin, and said in his mouth: "A dozen yin soul evil things, keep the new soul safe." ”

After reading a sentence, Changsheng stopped, glanced at the coffin, tapped it again, and said, "Two dozen nameless grievances, and the new soul turns into yin and yang." ”

I saw that the faint yellow gas in the air seemed to be decreasing, and slowly returned to the top of the coffin, and the action of immortality worked.

"Three dozen evil spirits in the heart, resolve the evil in the world." This time, the immortal blow was heavier, and the coffin seemed to tremble slightly.

Just as I was finishing the third sentence, I saw that the little spirit resentment talisman that Changsheng had just drawn suddenly turned black, as if it had been soaked in ink.

"Ye Xiaoluan, I hope there is no problem, otherwise I really won't be able to deal with it." Changsheng whispered to me.

These "three dozen grievances" are a Taoist method of dealing with those corpses who have grievances after death, appeasing their grievances and allowing them to rest in peace.

As soon as Changsheng's voice fell, he suddenly changed and protruded, he was really afraid of something, and the inky black little spirit gathering talisman suddenly burned, and it turned into ashes in the blink of an eye. And the resentment that had just gathered exploded, permeating the surroundings, intertwined with the surging evil qi that had already existed, and this villa was instantly like a ghost domain.

"What should I do about this, I will definitely cheat the corpse at night." I couldn't help but mutter.

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