Chapter Twenty-Six: Go to the poor place of the water, and sit and watch the clouds rise
As I stitched up the body, Mai Mendong stood quietly and watched.
After the stitches were completed, when I wrapped Murong Changqing's body in silk cloth and carried it on my back, Mai Mendong asked gently, "Mr. Li, can you move with me now?" β
"Yes."
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On the way, Mai Mendong suddenly asked, "Mr. Li, what is the relationship between this young lady surnamed Murong and you?" β
"Why are you such a desireless person willing to do things for me just because of her corpse?"
These words really stunned me, and the relationship between me and Murong Changqing seemed to be just a meeting in Pingshui.
I thought for a moment and then replied, "Actually, I'm here more for myself. β
"I didn't expect Mr. Li to lie too."
Mai Mendong smiled warmly: "I'm more and more curious, what a strange woman this Murong Changqing is, she can make Mr. Li lie for her." β
I don't bother with that......
The burial site I chose was in the Gaogang area next to the lake, just north of the mountain and south of the water.
Although it is not a treasure of feng shui, it is good to be able to find such a place in a desolate land full of loess.
The mountain road was muddy and difficult to climb, and more than 50 bodyguards in suits were standing next to the black coffin covered in mud and water, panting.
It is estimated that they changed shifts several times in order to climb the hill.
The rain had stopped for a long time, and the smell of mud and dampness under the hill made people panic.
Climb the ridge with your front feet, feel the cool breeze, and the whole person is refreshed, which is the role of Feng Shui treasure.
If you find the right place, the people who live will prosper, and the burial will bless future generations.
After taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling it, Mai Mendong couldn't help but admire: "It is worthy of being a descendant of the once famous mountain movers, Mr. Li's ability is much better than I imagined." β
I smiled indifferently: "My ability has only shown the tip of the iceberg." β
Mai Mendong was also happy, "Mr. Li, the way you smile is very cute and moving." Don't keep a straight face all day in the future, people who are eighteen or nineteen years old look like they are twenty or thirty years old. β
I smiled again and didn't answer.
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At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, suddenly a strange wind blew, black clouds covered the moon, and the sky and earth were miserable and a little scary.
Bang bang bang β
In the black coffin, there was a sudden sound of tapping. Frightened, more than 50 bodyguards ran back.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, this group of people ran behind me.
Mai Mendong looked a little calmer, "Mr. Li, can you let the people inside settle down a bit." β
"Yes."
I stepped forward and pressed my palm against the lid of the coffin.
At this time, Shi Chengxian, who was housed in the evil spirit, seemed to sense something and began to shake the coffin frantically!
The rivets on the coffin have been pulled out by half an inch. If it continues like this, it will soon be able to escape from it.
I tied the shroud containing Murong Changqing on my back and tied it firmly, and then climbed into the black coffin and sat down cross-legged, chanting the mantra to ward off evil spirits:
Each is in a safe position, guarding the altar and court. Tai Shang is destined to hunt down evil spirits.
Protector God King, defend chanting. The Avenue of Refuge, Yuan Henry Zhen.
After the spell fell, the coffin suddenly regained its calm. I glanced at the dim moonlight, obscured by the clouds, and estimated that twelve o'clock had come, and commanded, "Bury me." β
More than a dozen people struggled to carry the coffin, threw it into the pit dug in advance, and buried the coffin with all hands and feet.
After doing all this, I asked, "Now, is it time to take me away?" β
Mai Mendong smiled gently, "Don't worry, we'll leave right away after we've finished the last thing." β
"What's the matter?"
"It's just a simple aftermath, and you'll know when you get there."
When he spoke, Mai Mendong's tone was extremely stiff, and he didn't give me room to refute at all, so he took more than fifty bodyguards and walked down the mountain.
I followed unhurriedly, and after half an hour, Mai Mendong stopped in front of the locust tree by the lake.
More than 50 security guards around me retreated to a position a hundred meters away from the locust tree, while Mai Mendong held my hand, "Mr. Li, please take a step forward with me." β
I was led by Mai Mendong and came to a position three steps in front of the locust tree.
After the locust tree demon was struck by lightning, it cracked five meters down from the canopy, and was tied with messy nails and ropes, for fear that the big tree would be split in two.
Mai Mendong knelt down respectfully, folded his hands and muttered a curse that I didn't understand.
As the incantation is chanted, the locust tree trembles and makes a rattling sound, and the yellowed old leaves fall off and new shoots are drawn from it.
The scars that were originally split by lightning gradually merged into one with the chanting of Mai Mendon's mantra, and finally healed without leaving any gaps.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but be stunned.
If you want the old tree to pull out new shoots and restore the vitality damaged by the thunder, the life essence required is simply as vast as the sea!
Even if Qin Lan tries his best to help the locust tree recover, I'm afraid it won't be able to recover like this.
It can be seen that Mai Mendong also has the ability to restore life to living beings, and his strength is far stronger than Qin Lan!
After the incantation was chanted, Mai Mendong's face became more tired, and she seemed to be a little shaky, supported by two bodyguards, one left and one right.
"Mr. Li, this tree is a god that protects Longevity Village, you should also go and kowtow."
I turned a deaf ear to Mai Mendon's commands.
If I want to kowtow to a mere dryad, it's ridiculous.
Seeing that I was standing silently, Mai Mendong repeated, "Mr. Li, please bow to the tree spirit." β
Before I could respond, an iron rod slammed into my head, and I felt dizzy and fell to the ground with a thud.
A strong man in a suit with five big and three thick clothes, carrying an iron rod, stepped forward with a hideous face, "Damn, we always let you kneel, are you deaf?" β
I took off the shroud from my back, covered my head and barely got up from the ground, staring at Mai Mendong, "What do you mean by that?" β
Mai Mendong smiled slightly, but did not answer.
At this time, two security guards held my arms one on the left and one on the right, and took out handcuffs made of stainless steel, locking my hands and feet.
I could only stand straight in place like a stake.
Mai Mendong stepped forward at this time, still with a gentle smile on his face, "Mr. Li, your eyes can break through delusion, perceive all falsehoods in heaven and earth, and even more can observe people's sentiments and refute the truth, am I right?" β
"That's right."
"Then why didn't you see that Murong Changqing's corpse was fake?"
As he spoke, Mai Mendong untied the body bag, and the stump that was originally sewn up by me turned into a pile of minced pork, where is there still the shadow of Murong Changqing.
I asked solemnly, "You used an illusion on me!?" β
"Yes."
Mai Mendong's calm face finally brought a smug look, "The illusion of our Xiling clan is not something that you, a young man, can speculate about. β
I asked, "Where is Murong Changqing's real corpse?" β
"I can't tell you."
Seeing that Mai Mendong's face was very proud, I asked coldly, "Aren't you afraid that I will keep my hand?" If I were to do my hands and feet in the tomb, or to this tree......"
"You're still too naΓ―ve."
Murong Changqing smiled slightly, and immediately took out a piece of bloody cloth from his pocket, "The essence blood you put into the Divine Tree has already been taken out by me. β
"Also, I know some feng shui techniques, although I can't find the burial points, but I still have the ability to distinguish the good and bad of the tomb."
"So, you think that you can threaten me and use the means of self-protection, but it's just a trick by Cen Donkey's poor skills."
Looking at Mai Mendon's increasingly sarcastic eyes, I still looked calm and silent.
Mai Mendong stepped forward and said with great interest: "Mr. Li, you have lost all your hole cards, but you don't seem to be afraid. β
I said indifferently: "If it falls into your hands, it is nothing more than death, or your soul is gone." β
"Born from heaven and earth, return to the dust of heaven and earth, why be afraid?"
"With such a heart at such a young age, I really admire Mr. Li so much!"
Mai Mendong's smile was a little treacherous, "I think there should be something in this world that makes Mr. Li fearful." β
When the words fell, Mai Mendong clapped his hands, and suddenly two bodyguards stood up to Qin Lan on the left and on the right, walking in the direction of the locust tree.
"What are you doing, let me go!"
Qin Lan's little face was full of horror, his beautiful eyes were red with tears, and he struggled desperately, but he couldn't get rid of the clamps of the two strong men......