Chapter 583: The Art of Maoshan (3)

"You brute, that's your mother." The old man scolded the widow like a keg of dynamite that had been lit.

My eyes were red, and I couldn't help but rush over there, the widow's neck was now twisted back, and the scale was unusually large, and it was about to break off when I saw it.

In fact, the ghost is not terrible, so after the old man saw the widow Wang being put on the body, his first reaction was not to save people, how many people in this village are weak.

They may be pounced on by the dead, and those who are too yin, but they are also carried on by the dead all the year round, as long as they are handled properly, bask in the sun, send the ghosts away from the body, and then pour a mouthful of old ginger soup into the stomach, people will be comfortable, and nothing will happen after a few days.

No matter how powerful it is, it may be that the yin qi is too great, and it disperses the soul of the living, so even if the ghost on the upper body is gone, it will become a fool, and the most terrible thing is that the widow Wang is now, Wang Qianqian obviously wants her mother's life!

"Moo!"

The old man roared over there, although the pronunciation was still the same, but the tone was strange, a bit like Sanskrit, I heard it and was shocked, and Wang Qianqian, who originally wanted to break the neck of the widow Wang, was shocked and stopped.

"Girl, get down on your knees and bow your head." I don't know why, but the old man shouted at me.

The old man didn't know what he was shouting, but after he finished speaking, I felt his whole momentum change.

The originally rickety waist was quite straight, and after saying this, the yin qi that swirled around the cemetery shook and uneasy.

That momentum, just like the birth of a great monarch, I have only seen this situation once, when the wedding girl came out in the Yin Temple and when Ye Siming was angry in my mother's grave.

The sky is mighty, even if I don't want to kneel, but the momentum of this world makes me a little unbearable, and I feel like my leg will break if I don't kneel.

As soon as I knelt down, the old man muttered something, and then immediately felt the overwhelming pressure coming from all directions.

It's like being thrown into a deep water, and it's not an exaggeration at all, even if it's not aimed at me, but I'm still a little unbearable.

The old man, who is usually crazy, was completely enraged at this time.

He made a gesture and said solemnly in his mouth: "The body is skinny, the flesh and blood are all from your parents, and the kindness of your parents in the yang world who came to practice for a hundred generations in October is a kindness, you are born ungrateful, and you will eat your father and kill your mother after death." I won't kill you today, I'm going to let your soul fly away, and your corpse will be crushed to ashes. ”

The voice of the old man's every word was almost like Tianwei, and there was an echo in this empty cemetery, as if he was echoing.

Although I was kneeling, my mind was still spinning, in fact, as soon as I came up just now, we shouldn't have taken care of the widow Wang, and we burned the coffin directly.

I felt a little sorry for Wang Qianqian before, she was about the same age as me when she died, and listening to her tone, her death had something to do with me.

I didn't figure it out, but I always felt that it must have been arranged in advance.

The old man didn't know what he had done, his momentum had changed, and it felt like he had asked for something.

Because he often mentions Maoshan in his mouth, I now feel that the old Tao must have something to do with Maoshan.

Therefore, the technique he performed may also be the Maoshan technique.

Before I could think of this, the old man took out a bottle from his body and threw it at the green coffin.

Pounced, it was still pouring rain, and bursts of faint green light actually appeared on the coffin, like ghost fire!

It's the everlasting lamp that the old man told me last night!