I had a black line on my face: "How is it possible, they are all still alive." ”

A few stunned youths stopped crying when they heard this, and hurriedly ran over, so why can't they be seen in the mirror and in the pond?

I said it was because you had been living in the same room with the yin for a long time, and that thing had sucked your yang energy away.

The mirror is the essence of gold and water, and people have no yang and yin energy, so they naturally can't look good.

When those people heard this, they were immediately relieved, and asked me how could this be, and when they heard me say that there might be a baby corpse buried in their house, they were all shocked, and their crying father called my mother and asked me what to do?

I asked them if they wanted to solve it, not only so that their appearance could be reflected in the mirror in the future to restore their yang energy, but also so that the land in their village could grow crops again, and they would no longer have to suffer poverty.

They say who doesn't want that.

But didn't they offend the drought lady?

This dry lady is a fairy, she is a fairy, I am a little Mr. Yin and Yang, and I still have a way to take the fairy?

Then they started to question that I wouldn't want to cheat money or something, would I?

If you really want to deceive me into coming to the wrong place, after all, their village can't even describe being poor and farting, it's poor people who have no food to eat, and they can't even let out their farts, so they told me to change places as soon as possible.

I said don't worry, when did I say I'm going to collect money?

It's not easy to pass by this place and look at you, I want to help you, if you don't want to be good, I'll leave now.

A group of people hurriedly grabbed me and said don't don't, they were joking with me.

From now on, they will do whatever I tell them to do, and they will never say a word.

As soon as I heard that it was so good, you were now divided into two groups, and when you looked in the mirror just now, you stood on the left hand side with a vague image in the mirror, and you stood on the right hand side without any visible light.

A few stunned people jumped up on the right hand side.

I looked at no more, no less, exactly eight, and I had counted a little bit in my heart, so I said to the eight of them: "Now go home and look through the cabinets to see if there is a crockpot jar in your house, and the jar contains the corpse of a baby the size of a palm, and if you find it, bring it to the ancestral hall." ”

As soon as the eight stunned young people heard this, they ran to their own house.

After a while, he really brought back some jars one after another, and they all looked similar to the one under Youjia's bed, and when he opened it, there was a palm-sized baby corpse soaked in the stinking black water.

I pointed to the jars and said to them, "See? It's this thing that sucks your yang energy, so that you can't see a shadow in the mirror, and it's also this thing that makes your village unlucky, and even going to work in an electronics factory can make people fired.

They were all stunned and asked me what these things were.

I said that this is an evil method called the Devil Mother God, not the Devil Mother God in Buddhist legends, but a means of raising drought fish with infant corpses.

What's going on?

The person who practices this secret method will first find a woman and make her pregnant nine times in a row, and each time the baby is formed and aborted, and then the baby's corpse will be preserved.

When the woman becomes pregnant for the ninth time and has a successful miscarriage, the woman is killed.

The woman was then placed in a hollow but not dead tree, and then the nine infant bodies were buried in nine different places, with the woman as the center.

These infant corpses will continuously absorb the yang energy of the living creatures around them and transform them into yin energy, and deliver them to the female corpses in the hollow trees in a special form, and over time, the female corpses will become drought fish.

Becoming a female corpse after the drought can make the nearby water flow dry and dry for thousands of miles in a single thought.

But at this time, the female corpse could not be born.

Because although it is a drought, it is always a zombie that does not open its mind.

If you want her to give birth to spiritual wisdom, you must enjoy the incense in the world like those bodhisattvas and immortals. A hundred years later, the female corpse will not die after experiencing the thunder tribulation, and she can become the king of the drought fish that flies to the sky and the earth.

And if you refine the person of the Drought King, you can do whatever you want with this thing.

"So you understand now, right?"

Looking at the group of people below who were dumbfounded, I said, "Your village has been worshipping for generations from the beginning of the ancestors, not at all, but the drought fish!" ”

"The older this drought is, the closer it is to the drought king, the greater the ability, so that you can not grow a single inch of grass in the bare land here, or let the land grow what grain does not grow in the field with a single thought, it is all trivial."

I asked them again about when the village worshipped the drought.

An old man recalled that it was 1927, when the Northeast changed banners, and at that time, the people everywhere were not able to make a living, so they worshiped the drought lady and did not suffer from famine.

Many warlords still come to them to ask for food, or to rob or buy, but even if the warlords take more, they still have endless food.

I asked them if they had been paying tribute and incense to the drought fish every year since 1927, but it had been interrupted a few years earlier.

What do they say?

If it weren't for those little turtle calves messing around a few years ago, stealing tribute and throwing incense candle ingots into the water, wouldn't they even be able to eat now?

I said, no wonder it didn't work for you to incense the drought lady later.

This drought has become a king, a hundred years of incense can't be broken for a year, and if it is broken, it is equivalent to cutting off half of her cultivation, she is now estimated to be only a little more powerful than a female corpse, and she can control your harvest with her wisdom, and nothing else can be done.

Those people can't wait to ask me what to do?

I said, what else can I do? Did you find out and burn this woman?

Is it possible to wait for her to recover and experience the thunderstorm, and the scourge of the world will not be successful?

When everyone heard this, they all showed a reluctant expression, saying that it was a pity that such a good thing was burned, or I would go and tell the girl that they were willing to let her be a drought lady, pay her tribute and incense, and beg her to continue to bless this village with a good harvest every year.

I couldn't help but laugh when I heard this, and explained to them: "The reason why the corpse refining warlock chose this village in the first place was because he took a fancy to the corpse-raising feng shui here, and let the drought fish bless you also so that you can provide him with incense. ”

"It seems to be a matter of mutual benefit and mutual benefit, but once the drought becomes a king after a hundred years, flies out of this world, and does not talk about the scourge of the world, can she still bless you?"

"And her nine children are buried in your village, all of you are so bad luck, think that once the Drought King is born, you can still live?"

Only then did everyone panic, and they even asked me why did I get that drought out of it?

I pondered for a while, and asked where did you go to send tribute incense to the Dry Lady?

As soon as they heard this, they slapped their thighs and said "oops".

A stunned young man shouted again and again: "I really let you say it right, there is really a hundred-year-old tree in the place where we send tribute to the drought lady." ”

I was overjoyed: "Take me with you!" ”