Chapter Eighty-Three: Skin for Paper, Blood for Ink

"Young Master, what about these children?"

The tanuki in the forest has been subdued, and the children it raises naturally have to be properly arranged.

"There's no other way but to send them on their way."

It's not that I don't have compassion, it's that these children have become children, and they have no chance of being reincarnated.

The children who died early were not destined to be complete, and they had stayed here for a long time, and their souls had become mutilated, even if they invited Yin Cha, they would not take them away, and in the end they could only end up with two results.

First, they caused trouble and were eventually killed by the wandering masters.

Second, stick to one place, become weaker and weaker, and finally disappear.

"Young Master, can you leave them behind?"

"Yes, young master, pity them, right?"

I can understand the tanuki's plea, but the cat-faced lady also helps them speak, so I am a little puzzled.

"You should know that people and ghosts have different paths, each has its own place, and no one knows what the consequences of acting against the sky will be."

"But ......"

The cat-faced old lady hesitated, gritted her teeth and said, "Young master, didn't you also change your life to save the cuckoo before, and also sent her to the position of land." With your ability, saving them is just a matter of handy. ”

“……”

These words made me fall into deep thought, and I somewhat understood another meaning in the words of the cat-faced old lady.

White Moon!

That's right, it's just a reminder to me not to forget about the White Moon.

The two of us have extremely strict rules, and these kinds of wandering spirits and wild ghosts must not be brought home, after all, they are not machine spirits. Moreover, meddling in this kind of thing is suspected of crossing the line, and if it is not guaranteed, it will cause chaos.

But White Moon is different, and if she is willing to take it in, then it will be fine.

First, it won't be related to cause and effect with me; Second, Lord Chenghuang is respectful to her, even if there are some "gods" on the top of her head who can't see it, she must not dare to ask the teacher for guilt, which is indeed a good choice.

I just don't know, does she agree?

After driving the spirit bird to inquire, Bai Yue agreed without the slightest hesitation.

"No, the new house will be built soon, and such a big home, you have to have a few people, bring them all back."

"Come, come in."

With the assurances of the White Moon, I took out the treasure bag that I had brought with me.

This is what my grandfather left me, blessed with a powerful and incomparable spell seal, and it has its own space that can hold a lot of things.

Because the unknown opponent I faced this time was very strong, I brought this bag with me to ensure that the trip went smoothly.

Letting the children into this can avoid a lot of trouble, at least their breath will not leak out in the slightest.

After all five dolls were in the treasure bag, I scanned the forest again, and before I left here, I had to set a fire.

"I'll send you back."

With that, I pinched the spirit trick in my hand and sent the two cats in front of me back home.

After receiving a reply from Bai Yue, he rode on the tram to the Loop.

It's noon, so there's no hair here, just the spring wind, whistling and blowing.

Following the tire prints, I easily found the place where Wei Jianjun's daughter-in-law parked.

It's a pit, a pit dug out by hand, about three meters in diameter and almost one and a half meters deep.

"Could it be that Wei Jianjun's daughter-in-law came here to dig a pit?"

"If so, what's in this pit? Did she take it away? ”

Thinking of this, I didn't care so much and jumped straight into the pit.

After careful scrutiny, he squatted down and began to dig.

The sandy soil is sand on top, but it is hard clay underneath, but fortunately someone has moved it before, so it won't be too difficult.

After digging down about 20 centimeters, I touched something hard, and a piece of bluestone was revealed around the sweep.

The area of bluestone is similar to that of a single desk, and there are artificially carved patterns on it.

Ballasting?

After careful identification, I recognized that this was a feng shui stone.

There is a ballast pattern on the top, which means that there is a ballast underneath, so I turned the bluestone up directly.

Sure enough, there's something down there.

A piece of bluestone the size of a lid, with a groove the size of a textbook dug out of the middle, and a rune paper inside.

The material of this rune paper looked very unusual, and I couldn't help but gasp through my spiritual eyes.

Human skin!

A well-preserved human skin after dehydration!

Smell the breath and know the roots.

Judging from the above taste, this piece of human skin is extremely similar to the breath on Wei Jianjun's body.

If it was expected, it should have come from his father.

"Using human skin to make rune paper, what kind of ballast was buried in the first place?"

"What the hell is going on to require the use of the ballast?"

Two thoughts crossed my mind, and I searched carefully, but there was nothing but the human skin talisman paper in my hand.

As a last resort, I had no choice but to expand it.

The ink on it had already dried, but faintly there were faint red lines, apparently blood donations.

This makes me even more curious, what happened to the Wei family back then?

"With blood as the guide and skin as a mirror, the heirs of the Wei family continue to be - Tiangang Town is evil, and the life lasts forever."

After reading the words above, I understood.

This is a peace charm, different from the protection of the body in the temple, this charm is to protect the Wei family's incense.

No wonder the evil spirit drove Wei Jianjun's daughter-in-law to drive and run the evil qi from the forest full of four yin trees.

The fundamental reason lies in this peace charm.

This rune paper can shelter the Wei family's incense, so if the evil spirit wants to murder the fetus in Wei Jianjun's daughter-in-law's womb, he must break this rune paper. It's just that this is not enough, and the ballast inside must be taken and destroyed.

And this is where that child is not simple.

There is Tiangang to suppress the earthly evil, and it is not easy to kidnap his incarnate qi.

Even, it takes a lot of trouble.

Of course, the trickier things are for the Spirit, the greater the reward will be for it afterwards.

If the spirit of ordinary children is compared to a stream, then Wei Jianjun's children are comparable to the Yangtze River and the Yellow River.

Because of this peace charm that uses blood as ink and skin as paper, the heirs of the Wei family will continue for nine generations, and they will all die well.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Wei Jianjun's children can land safely, they will be safe for a lifetime.

Any accidents, car accidents, serious illnesses, or serious illnesses will avoid him, and finally die of old age.

"Who the hell can draw such a domineering sigil?"

"What is the lost ballast?"

As questions arose, I understood where the evil spirit had gone.

In order to destroy the ballast artifact, it must be traced back to its roots.

If the lost ballast is a piece of peachwood, then it must go to the place where it was originally harvested, and only then can it be destroyed.

The demon spirit apparently understood this, and that's why he left with the ballast weapon.

And this is also the reason why Wei Jianjun's child has passed the due date early, but it has not been born for a long time.

Before the ballast is destroyed, the evil spirit does not dare to take risks, otherwise it will only be wasted.

Because once the child has landed and the ballast has not been destroyed, then there is no way for it to take the fetus.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shake my head.

Probably the evil spirit didn't expect to hit such a nail, right?

Of course, it probably understands what a good harvest it will have if it destroys the town.

So, I have to race against the clock to catch time.

As long as the ballast can be saved, then the trip can be regarded as a success.

But what exactly is the lost ballast?

Where is its source?

After thinking hard to no avail, I could only leave with the peace charm and go back to inquire about the situation with Wei Jianjun and even his mother.

But just as I was turning to go up, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me.

It's light and messy, like a person who drinks too much.

Who?

As my right hand pinched the trick, I turned around sharply.

At this time, I also saw the people on the pit clearly.

Just one glance made my scalp tingle.

Because it's not so much a person as a dried corpse.

His hair was like withered grass, and his face was full of dirt.

The skin is old and bone-covered, and the skin is full of folds.

The clothes were ragged, almost to the point where they could not cover their bodies.

On his bare feet, there was a bad smell of chilblains born in winter.

He carried half a bottle of liquor in his left hand and a struggling centipede in his right hand.

Put it in your mouth and make a crunchy chewing sound.

Hey......

As I was stunned, he smiled, revealing his chewed centipede body and a mouth full of yellow teeth.

"Boy, I haven't eaten meat for a long time, you choose for yourself, do you want to unload an arm or a leg for me?"

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