How can an ordinary person who has never cultivated do what a Xuan Master can do?

Quite simply, it's about trading things for them.

Some people take rare treasures, some people sacrifice with blood, and some people overdraw their luck.

Yang Jinshan, on the other hand, chose to use his life.

"You think that the village chief has great skills and can lead you to live a happy life, but in fact, he exchanged all this for his life."

The faces of the villagers in the house turned white.

Aunt Jin Shan's eyes were even redder, "What did you say?" ”

As Yang Jinshan's pillow person, she has been persuading Yang Jinshan not to work too hard, to pay attention to her body, seeing her man getting old day by day, and the husband and wife gradually look like father and daughter, Aunt Jinshan's heart is not without emotion.

But what does this capable little girl say today?

Yang Jinshan has always offered his own life in exchange for leading the villagers to a prosperous and stable life?

"The ...... of the Kanayama family We don't even know this! ”

"Yes, if we had known that this was the case, we would rather not plant trees and dig ditches, and would rather live a hard life for a few years than let Brother Jinshan do this!"

"This, Miss Yu, is what you said true?"

This is too sensational, even if everyone is willing to believe Yu Xia, there is always some other hope in their hearts.

Yu Xia sighed.

"It's really unconvincing just because I'm talking with red mouth and white teeth, so let me prove it to you."

As he spoke, Yu Xia took out a pen, a box of cinnabar, and a plain white paper from his sleeve.

The nib of the pen stained with cinnabar was red, and a peculiar pattern was drawn on Yu Xia's palm.

This is a soul charm.

When the cinnabar in his palm was dry, Yu Xia folded the white paper into a lotus lamp, and then inserted a lit candle into the lotus lamp.

"Open the heavenly court and make people immortal. Three souls and seven spirits, return to the gods. Rise too up, merge with the day. The three souls are on the left, and the seven spirits are on the right. Listen to God's command, come to a thousand souls. The spirit enters the wick, and the life rises with the fire. Haste as a law! ”

A light wind blew, and the candle flame in the lotus lamp jumped twice, and then under the gaze of everyone, the yellow candle flame seemed to be wrapped in a green gas the size of a mung bean, and the candle flame was dim, flickering and dimming, as if it was about to be extinguished in the next moment.

"This is Uncle Jin Shan's soul lamp, and the size of the candle flame represents how vigorous he is."

After Yu Xia finished explaining this, he then took out one of the three bamboo chopsticks, found a part without black spots, and put it on the candle flame to bake.

A faint flame enveloped the bamboo chopsticks, but there was no sign of igniting them.

"This fire, you can't order something, right?" Someone saw this scene and muttered to themselves.

Soon, however, there was a small cracking sound, as if something had bloomed in the heat.

This sound came from the bamboo chopsticks.

However, the bamboo chopsticks showed no signs of burning red from beginning to end, and they were obviously not ignited.

Yu Xia took the bamboo chopsticks out of the flames, and the beeping sound continued, but there was no fire on the bamboo chopsticks.

"Look, it's dark!"

Someone exclaimed.

Everyone's eyes were glued to the bamboo chopsticks in Yu Xia's hand, and they saw that a small black dot suddenly appeared in the middle of the originally pale yellow bamboo chopsticks, and then slowly spread, and finally turned into a black spot.

This is a dark spot that forms from the inside of the bamboo chopsticks to the outside.

"This ...... It's exactly the same as the original mold. Someone muttered.

And all the people saw it.

Yu Xia used this strange candle flame to burn out the black spots, and sure enough, they were the "mold spots" on the chopsticks.

"Is this how all these three chopsticks come from with so many mold spots?"

Aunt Jin Shan's eyes were shining with water, and she looked at Yu Xia with a frown.

Yu Xia shook his head.

"I'm just here to prove to you that although the essence is the same, it's not the same thing as roasting it on the fire like this." Yu Xia held the three bamboo chopsticks in his hand, "The ancestors a long time ago learned to use tortoise shells, animal bones, bamboo boards and other utensils for divination very early, and these three chopsticks are used for divination. ”

"The village chief of Jinshan is an ordinary person, but divination consumes vitality, he has no vitality, so he chose to burn his life, thus determining the feng shui of Yangtou Village, the daily fortune in the village, and treating incurable diseases for the villagers."

"Every guest who enters the village has to ask him to make a statement before he can decide whether he can stay or not, not because he knows how to deal with people, but because he can calculate the future fortune of the village through divination. If the luck is bad, then it means that the new arrivals may bring disaster to the village, and if not, there is no need to worry. ”

Yu Xia's explanation was like a big drum beating in everyone's ears, allowing people to find the unusual place from the previous habits, and find out what Yang Jinshan had paid behind the unusual.

"But...... Uncle Jin Shan hadn't done this before. Yang Dachun still couldn't figure it out, he understood Yang Jinshan's desire for Yangtou Village to prosper, but why did he suddenly think of using such a method?

Many people have wondered in private more than once, if Yang Jinshan has this ability, why did he not do anything when Deng Changming lived here for two months?

"Because he acquired this skill after your calamity."

Yu Xia sighed.

The crowd was not surprised, for they had guessed the same thing.

So how did he come from?

"It's the ...... Baby? Someone asked tentatively.

That so-called "baby" is the root cause of the disaster that caused Sheephead Village.

It was for a "baby" that no one had ever heard of or seen that Deng Changming's gang of horse thieves targeted Yangtou Village, and half of the villagers in Yangtou Village were unfortunately killed.

"After the horse thief came, everyone hid in the dark room under the ancestral hall, and Uncle Jin Shan slipped out quietly because he couldn't worry about his father." Yang Dachun recalled.

"So he's the 'baby' he got back then?" Some people speculate.

"I don't know what the truth is. But what I am sure of is that there are indeed treasures in your Yangtou Village, and these skills of the village chief of Jinshan are inseparable from it. ”

"Then what's going on with Uncle Jin Shan's current appearance?" Yang Dachun doesn't care about the so-called baby, he only cares about the safety of this village chief who is dedicated to the sacrifice of Yangtou Village.

"On the one hand, his vitality burned too much, and he couldn......'t bear it for a while," Yu Xia paused, looking through the window at the ginkgo tree outside the wall.

Under the sunset, the leaves of the ginkgo tree wilted a lot, and it no longer looked golden yellow in the eyes, but it was slightly reddened.

"On the other hand, it probably has something to do with the ginkgo tree outside the door."