For monks, it is very common that some people will become things after death, and some monks will also turn to the path of cultivation after destroying the Dharma body or dying of life. However, for mortals, things are quite dangerous, and long-term contact can lead to fatigue and exhaustion.

"Senior Brother Zhao, the yin qi in this courtyard is rising, maybe there are things haunting." Senior Brother Xing couldn't help but open his mouth.

"Senior Brother Xing's eyes are correct, this is a house, I have been in the Jiuyue School Palace for many years, so I naturally know it, but it is precisely because of the trouble that this house is cheap." Speaking of this, Zhao Feng walked straight to the door.

"Senior brother, since you know that this is a house, why do you still buy it?"

Zhao Feng smiled and said, "Senior brother just come with me." ”

Zhao Feng and his entourage entered the house, only to feel a cold breath enveloping everywhere, and turned around the house, Zhao Feng felt that a deep well in the back garden had the strongest cold breath, presumably where things gathered.

Zhao Feng brought a table table, placed it between two big trees in the garden, and took out a stone bowl, a wooden knife, leather paper, an animal brush and a small and rough wooden statue from the bag he brought. Zhao Feng respectfully offered the wooden statue to the table, and then used a wooden knife to cut the palm of his hand, and cut it several times before he cut a small wound, and a drop of blood fell into the small bowl. Then, Zhao Feng picked up the beast brush, dipped it in his own blood, and drew it on the leather paper, while drawing, his mouth was still whispering, and soon, five blood-red runes were freshly baked.

Senior Brother Xing couldn't help but ask, "Is this the Western Realm Exorcism?" ”

"Senior Brother Xing said it's bad, this is a brute spirit soul technique." Zhao Feng corrected it, since he knew his origin, he also collected some of the methods of the barbarians in the west, generally speaking, the methods of the people in the west, the people of the Tiantai Kingdom can't learn them at all, Xu Zhao Feng has barbarian blood, he can learn it, which makes him more and more sure of his barbarian bloodline. It is said that the people of the Westlands never thought that they were driving, but that they were transforming into the underworld.

Senior Brother Xing couldn't help muttering in his heart: "This kid's name is loud enough in the past two days, why haven't you heard that he has anything to do with the Western Realm?" It's just that Senior Brother Xing doesn't want to ask this.

The father and daughter stood aside, and saw that the rune was crooked, like a picture. Zhao Feng pasted the two runes on the big tree next to him, and pressed the rest under the wooden statue, then took a few steps back, put on a strange posture, and danced the ancient priest dance, turning in circles while dancing, and making a strange and long sound in his mouth.

Seeing Zhao Feng jumping all over the ground, he was cute and cute, and endured all the smiles. Senior Brother Xing had seen the Western Realm Exorcism, and just looking at this jump, he thought: "This kid doesn't jump very accurately, it's far worse than those barbarian priests, the things here are not trivial, Zhao Feng may not be able to do it, he still has to be ready to make a move." ”

Sure enough, just as Senior Brother Xing worried, as soon as the sacrifice began, the back garden became gloomy, and under the trees, in the house, in the well, there were things looming in every shadow, and the sound of the howling pierced the eardrums. Eventually, a black mist poured out of the deep well in the garden, which turned into a distorted face and pounced on the altar with teeth and claws. Senior Brother Xing hurriedly approached Zhao Feng and picked up the exercises to prepare to make a move. At this time, the two blood talismans on the big tree set themselves on fire without fire, and the wooden statue on the table shook a few times, shrouded in a misty light, and a portal that could not be seen by the eyes slowly opened behind the wooden statue, and bursts of cold breath came out of it. For a while, countless objects, like fallen leaves swept away by a flood, were sucked clean in an instant.

Although the thing was gone, Zhao Feng didn't stop, but jumped more and more urgently, just because his spiritual eye saw that the yin qi in the deep well actually showed no sign of decreasing. Sure enough, a moment later, the ground in the back garden began to tremble slightly, and a thick black mist erupted from the deep well, and countless shadows rose and wailed in it. The black mist continued to pour out, forming a black cloud, shrouded in the sky over the garden, and a woman's face composed of countless skeletons poked out of the black mist, her eyes were full of hatred and madness, and she opened her mouth to let out a roar, even Xing Mengmeng, who was a monk, felt a splitting headache, and Senior Brother Xing was already full of blue light, and he was about to activate the spiritual method.

"Don't make a move, this thing can't be beaten!" Zhao Feng shouted. At this time, Zhao Feng had stopped dancing, but shouted at the fog: "I don't know what resentment you have, but the world is not a place to stay for a long time, you better go back to the netherworld!" Then he shouted, "Open it for me!" ”

I saw the three blood talismans pressed under the wooden statue, and they burned with a "bang", and the blood flames exploded more than two feet high, and the wooden statue turned into ashes in an instant. Senior Brother Xing felt that the invisible portal suddenly increased by a hundredfold, and the cloud was swallowed into the portal in an instant. At this time, Zhao Feng also fell to the ground with a scream. Senior Brother Xing's father and daughter hurriedly helped him up, only to see that he was pale, his nose was bleeding, and he was out of breath, and said, "Careless, careless, I didn't expect the things here to be so powerful, and I almost fell short." ”

Senior Brother Xing shook his head and smiled bitterly, he couldn't understand this young man more and more. This kid is obviously not a barbarian priest, but the power of the barbarian soul technique he casts is no worse than that of a barbarian priest. However, he did not ask, there must be some secrets in this.

At this time, three spiritual rays suddenly appeared in the sky above the mansion, and the three spiritual masters showed their figures in mid-air. Zhao Feng looked up and saw that one of them was Liu Xunyuan of the Jiuyue Academy. Liu Xunyuan was also sharp-eyed, recognized Zhao Feng at a glance, and hurriedly greeted him and fell. Zhao Feng is a newly canonized temple bachelor, and he is also the honorary teacher of the school palace, if it is in Kyoto, next to the school palace, it is destroyed by things, the temple is probably not easy to explain, and the school palace is also ugly. Zhao Feng struggled to get up and saluted the three masters, and made another explanation, and between the words, he attributed the credit for the destruction of things to Senior Brother Xing, anyway, Senior Brother Xing was already injured. The three spiritual masters also do not doubt him, there is something haunted in this house, that is a well-known thing, but I didn't expect this thing to become the climate.

After sending off the three masters, Zhao Feng walked around the house again, and sure enough, the entire house was already completely new, and under the sunlight, the cold breath had been swept away, only the deep well still gave people a cool feeling. Zhao Feng invited the father and daughter of the Xing family to move in together, Senior Brother Xing considered that after receiving so many benefits, it was also his duty to protect Zhao Feng's safety, and he was a fellow brother, so it would be bad if he was too outside, so he nodded and agreed, but Xing Mengmeng was a little reluctant.

After dealing with the affairs of the house, Zhao Feng separated from Senior Brother Xing's father and daughter, and rushed to the inner city non-stop, this time, he wanted to buy a batch of grain, farm tools, especially all kinds of tools needed to dig the canal. On the way home of the Xing family's father and daughter, Senior Brother Xing repeatedly asked his daughter to be polite to Zhao Feng, this young man was terrible.

Coming to the inner city, Zhao Feng visited several large commercial houses one after another, and spilled 800,000 gold coins to end this big purchase, all kinds of materials have been bought, only two things have not landed, one is enough capacity, and the other is suitable crops. To go to Fenghuoyuan by land, you must pass through the sphere of influence of the herdsmen in northern Xinjiang, these herdsmen are not good people, they are used to pretending to be horse bandits to rob, and the transportation of large quantities of materials is only by sea. As for crops, the lowlands of the Beacon Plains have been completely destroyed, and most of the higher mountainous areas are low temperature and barren, and only a few low-yield crops can grow.

After thinking about it, Zhao Feng thought of a person, that is, the fat man of Natian. The Tian family is a big family of maritime trade, and there is the support of the sect behind it, it is said that there are hundreds of large ships, and the shipping capacity of the sea trade is the best in Tiantai, and it is easy to transport these materials of Zhao Feng to the Beacon Plain. Moreover, the Tian family mostly trades with overseas, and there may be good varieties that are cold and drought tolerant. However, at this time, it was already sunset, and Tian Fatzi was afraid that he would have already gone out to drink. There was no way, Zhao Feng had to go to Heijie instead, and went straight to the Qijia black shop to discuss the sale. The shopkeeper Qi is really a big stall on the black street, and he can raise 50,000 yuan in hand, and most of them are young and middle-aged. After bargaining with the shopkeeper for a long time, Zhao Feng finally took out 850,000 gold coins, bought a total of 30,000 halves, and used 150,000 gold coins to order 2,000 craftsmen, several of whom were still master craftsmen, and the delivery location was set in Fenghuoyuan.

Zhao Feng took out the money very happily, and the first deposit was directly slapped on the table, which made the shopkeeper Qi think about it very much, he knew Zhao Feng well, where did this money come from?

However, these are really good, more than 30,000, half of which come from a small country called Mengyue, this country was just broken by the Donghua Empire a few years ago, and most of the nobles, craftsmen, and soldiers in the country have become, and many of them have fallen to the Tiantai Kingdom.

After making a contract with the shopkeeper Qi, Zhao Feng rushed to his home without stopping. When he returned home, Mr. Zhao pulled Zhao Feng to chatter and talked about his experience in doing official affairs, and when Mr. Zhao was tired, Zhao Feng talked about the situation of purchasing things. Hearing that Zhao Feng spent more than 1.8 million gold coins in one day, the old man Zhao was shocked and almost lost his breath, and after relieving himself, he patted the table and asked: "1.8 million, where does the money come from, ah, our Zhao family is a family of poets and scholars, and we can't do that thing that betrays morality!" Zhao Feng didn't dare to tell the truth, because this thing was too bizarre, and he only said that he had bought a treasure in the dark street in the past. Old man Zhao is old and refined, and he didn't believe Zhao Feng's statement at all, but he didn't ask about it, after all, this time is different from the past, and some things are not easy to ask.

As for the matter of offering monks, Old Man Zhao has no opinion, and Northern Xinjiang is not a peaceful realm. Later, Zhao Feng simply said his plan, that is, Zhao Feng went north, and Old Man Zhao stayed in Beijing. In this regard, although the old man Zhao has a complaint, he also responded, after all, he is old and frail, I am afraid that he will not be able to withstand the torment of the bitter cold in the north, not to mention, he is not optimistic about Zhao Feng's northward trip.

After talking for half a night, Old Man Zhao went to rest, and Zhao Feng practiced boxing a few times before going to bed as usual.

On the second day, Zhao Feng woke up from the dream, and there was still a dream left in his mind, which was actually the bridge of the giant roasting the giant toad, Zhao Feng began to think about whether to find a doctor to prescribe a prescription for conditioning and conditioning.

Coming out of the room, Zhao Feng ordered his subordinates to go and transport all the things in his room.