The master who walked at the end suddenly shouted: "Wait, but don't look back." I stopped with my cousin, and the master walked up to me, put the little wrench around my neck, and said to me and my cousin: "When you are under the locust tree, no matter what movement, don't run, if you run, the yang energy will easily disperse." Second, don't let go, don't leave people here. ”

Then he motioned for us to move on.

I guess this owl is going to fly down and peck at us?

I stared at the owl in the locust tree and walked forward, and as soon as I reached the bottom of the tree, I felt that someone was whipping me from behind, and the master was behind, and it was impossible for someone to whip me. As soon as I thought about it, I saw the small branches of the locust tree in front of me slowly hanging down, getting longer and longer, like a whip, pumping towards me, and throwing it on my shoulder, my tears were about to come out, and I felt that this locust tree also had life?

Just as I was thinking, another whip was drawn at my chest, but this time it hit the little wrench, and I didn't feel pain, but the locust branch seemed to be burned, and with a snort, it was crookedly retracted.

At this time, more and more locust branches pumped towards my back, and I saw my cousin also being beaten, sucking in pain. The owls in the trees laughed in large numbers.

The whiplash on my back made me die of pain, and I held back my crying, but my nose sucked up uncontrollably, and then I felt my master lean his sword against my back, and the locust branch no longer struck me on the back, but only on my shoulders.

Finally we walked past the house and came to the rice field.

The master asked us to put those three people together, and then I remembered that one of them was the one who played cards at the eighth master's house and asked me about the snake demon, it seems that it was really premeditated.

The master cut his palm with a sword, smeared the blood on the surface of the sword, and then drew a large circle with his sword on the rice field.

At this time, the fog was already very thick and thick, and the visibility was estimated to be only a few meters, so the master asked me to put burning paper with my cousin and uncle in the eight directions of the circle, and set it on fire, and he drew a serpentine curve in the middle of the circle, so the whole circle was like a gossip, and the three unconscious people were together, forming a point, which was for yin, and the three of us sat in one, forming a point, which was for yang.

Uncle Cousin asked the master, "Daoist Chen, so that we are safe?" ”

The master said, "Before the surrounding paper is burned out, the people in the circle are safe." ”

Uncle Cousin asked, "So what should we do next?" They don't know when they're coming. ”

The master looked at the fog around him, looked up at the sky again, and said, "I guess they can't get in even if they come now." ”

"Why is that?"

"This fog used to be called a ghost obscure, and the people inside couldn't get out of the fog, and the people outside couldn't see this place."

When I looked in the direction I came, there was thatch everywhere, and I couldn't tell the way at all.

Uncle Cousin asked, "Then what else can we do now, we can't wait for death." ”

The master thought for a while and said, "Now there is another way, which is to invite God." ”

Inviting the gods is not really inviting the gods, but using the lit incense to draw symbols on the body. It is said in an ancient book that there are three fires on a person, one on the head and one on the shoulders. That is all the yang energy in the body is burning, and the so-called invitation to God is to force out people's potential by lighting incense and drawing talismans, so that the yang fire burns more vigorously. People's attention, reflexes, strength and courage all broke through to a new level, and at that time, the Dao art was also more powerful.

However, the yang fire of the human body is also like burning wood, and burning too much at one time may also cause the yang energy to decrease sharply, and it will age quickly in the future.

The master took off his robe, stripped off his shirt, and asked me to draw a talisman on his back, and I said that I would not do anything about the talisman, and the master said that it was painted every time we sacrificed. That talisman is the most commonly used, and I would have known it a long time ago, so I lit the incense and prepared to draw it on the master's back.

The master said that it needs to be painted seven times, and the first six times are not touching the skin, but the distance from the skin should be closer and closer each time, which is equivalent to a warm-up process. The seventh time it will burn on the skin.

So I started drawing, and the seventh time I was finally about to touch my skin, my cousin handed the master the wooden stick he had used to burn the paper, and told him to bite it, and when it didn't hurt, he bit his tongue.

At this time, in addition to the claw wound on the master's back, there was also a red mark of the whipping of the locust branch, and when I pressed the incense, the master began to gasp in pain, and his teeth squeaked with the wooden stick.

I was a little unbearable, but the master vaguely said hurry up.

At this time, while I was drawing the talisman, I saw that the burning paper was about to burn out, and outside the circle, there were already more than a dozen locust branches, like snakes, waiting there crookedly.

The master's back was full of sweat, but he kept urging me to hurry up, I thought that the long pain was better than the short pain, and the painting was completed quickly, at this time the cousin suddenly screamed, only to see that there were two locust branches that had passed through the circle, like a snake wrapped around his legs, and dragged him away directly, instantly into the fog a few meters away, the master spit out the wooden stick, and asked if the painting was finished. When I said that I had finished painting, the master hurriedly stood up, held his sword, turned to me, and said, "Protect your wrench, and you will burn this branch with incense." Your cousin is probably going to be dragged into the hole, and I'll have to chase after him. After saying that, he turned his head and ran into the mist, and when the branches saw him, they seemed to be very frightened, and they all shrank into the mist.

Listening to the shouts of my cousin and the footsteps of my master, they all slowly disappeared.

Now the sunlight could not penetrate the fog, and in the fog, the owls flew to the rice field, and at a distance of a few feet from me, looked at me, and slowly approached me, and I pointed ahead with incense.

Soon, more and more owls landed in front of me, and at a distance of more than a foot from me, stood there, in a semicircle, staring at me. I was stared at very much, but fortunately, I had the wrench of my grandfather, which made me feel a little comforted.

It was quiet, and all I could hear was my own pounding heartbeat. The burning paper around the area is also slowly extinguished.

Suddenly, I smelled the scent of acacia flowers and felt someone blowing in my ear.

The master said that don't look back at this time, otherwise the yang fire on your shoulder will be extinguished.

My adrenaline hormones soared, and I even felt my anger burning, and I pressed the incense directly to the side of the blown ear, and I heard a woman's cry, and I rolled forward, and the owl was startled by my action, and they all flew up.

I saw that there was a skeleton in ancient yellow clothes, with a phoenix crown on its head, and a pair of empty eyes, as if it was staring at me.

She suddenly let out an owl laugh, and I felt a snake entwining under my feet, and I saw that it was a locust branch, which was hidden in the thick fog just now, just waiting for an opportunity, and dragged me to the ground, and I fell to the ground, and Xiang also fell out.

The locust branch dragged me towards the house, and I tried to hold something to resist it, but there was nothing in the rice field, so I could only rely on the locust branch, and when I got to the side of the house, the locust branch was collected and hung me headfirst on the tree, and as soon as I was upside down, the wrench on my neck fell to the ground, and more locust branches began to wrap around my body and arms, making me unable to move.

I hurriedly called out to the master, but as soon as I shouted, the locust branch wrapped around my neck, making me unable to make a sound, and the more I struggled, the tighter the locust branch was wrapped.

At this time, the female ghost in yellow slowly approached me, and her mouth kept laughing.

I saw that it was a skeleton, and it was slowly growing flesh and skin.

She walked up to me, already humanoid, with white skin and bright red lips, but her eyes were still two black holes. She looked down in the direction of the wrench that had rolled to the ground next to her, presumably still a little afraid of the thing, and then turned to look at me, her lips trembling and laughing. She held up her fingers with long nails and hugged my head, and I felt the nails digging into my scalp at the back of my head.

She slowly brought her face closer to me, her nose facing my nostrils upward, as if sucking something delicious.

I felt my head get bloodshot, and I was starting to get foggy, and I wanted to fall asleep, and I couldn't help but close my eyes.

Suddenly, I felt a scratching pain in the back of my head, I immediately opened my eyes, and saw that the female ghost was more than a foot away from me, at this time the eyes already had pure black pupils, but there were no whites, the fingers were in front of my face, and the nails were full of blood, which should have scratched my scalp, and she looked down a little incredulously, only to see a bloody bronze sword inserted in her chest.

It was the master who stabbed it.

The female ghost screamed, instantly turned into black gas, and scattered in the fog, and countless owls cooed and rushed towards me and the master, but fortunately, it only blocked our vision, and there was no harm.

At this time, I felt that the locust branch had lost its strength, and let go of me, and I fell to the ground, and my head fell dizzy. The master hurriedly picked me up, picked up the wrench, put it around my neck, and carried me to the rice field.

The pain in my body combined with the fright I had just made me cry again.

The master comforted me and said that it was all over and that it was all right. Instead, he walked to the other side of the cave.

At this time, the master was barebacked, and the rune on it was like a blood seal, carrying a bronze sword, like a god descending to earth, full of domineering.