When Dong Suozhen heard this, he was a little annoyed: "Is this busy work in vain? ”

"You help find someone, just like them, five oceans, go quickly, find another person." Long Xuanling urged.

"Okay." As soon as he heard that there was money, Dong Suozhen immediately went to find someone, but this time it was actually the man we saw with a birthmark on his face last night, his name was Dong Danong, and he looked very haggard today.

After gathering all the people, Long Xuanling asked me for a few rune papers, and after writing the runes of requiem and evil in cinnabar, let those people carry them closely.

At noon, with their tools, the group set off.

Qingcen leaned against the threshold, watching us leave, without saying a word.

"Do you really know the Dao Fa?" Dong Danong shrunk his neck and followed closely beside Long Xuanling.

Long Xuanling didn't even look at him, and asked, "You have collected the money, just do something for me." ”

"What, if you're like the one who danced before, then aren't we just going to accompany you to death? There's no use for the ocean! Dong Danong looked at Long Xuanling in a bit of a panic, and wanted to hear Long Xuanling's assurance.

"That's right, the one who jumped the god before took us seven oceans, but he was scared to death on the mountain." The rest of the men also came over one after another, talking about what happened to the jumping god after entering the low mountain.

Long Xuanling and I listened quietly, it turned out that the people in this village already believed in ghosts and gods, and after the death of Qingcen's mother, there were one after another deaths, and the people in the village felt unlucky, so they put together a piece of paperwork, and the people of the whole village made up seven oceans, and invited a famous "half-fairy" of the dancing god in the neighboring village to come here to practice.

But as a result, after the half-fairy took his guy up the mountain, he never went down the mountain.

Some bold villagers went up the mountain and found that in front of Qingcen's mother's grave, there was a corpse with round eyes and foaming at the mouth, and the corpse was the half-fairy.

Since then, Qingcen's mother's grave is a murderous grave, and it has become a tacit matter.

Last night, if it weren't for the search for Fusheng, Fusheng's family would not have been able to take risks to go up the mountain.

"Then Anzhi, do you think Chai Shao will have an accident?" Mingyue beside me, hearing that the half-fairy had been killed, her face turned white with fright, and she grabbed my arm and asked me nervously.

"No, we'll find Chai Shao soon." I soothed Mingyue.

Mingyue nodded indifferently, but the steps under her feet became faster and faster.

When he arrived at the foot of this low mountain, Long Xuanling turned around and solemnly said to the people behind him: "After you go up the mountain, you must obey my command and don't run around!" ”

"Are you sure you want to dig a grave?" A man asked Long Xuanling.

"That's right, don't worry, as long as you do what I want, I guarantee that you can get down the mountain safely." Long Xuanling said very firmly.

Those people were skeptical, but in the end they followed Long Xuanling up the mountain.

The five oceans were very tempting for each of them, so in the end, they put life and death aside and followed us up the mountain.

It's noon, and before entering the mountain, the sun is at its strongest, but after entering this low mountain, I gradually feel a little cold.

This kind of coldness is cold, and there is an uncomfortable feeling in the bottom of my heart.

Our group, walking in a hurry, without any pause, rushed to the front of Qingcen's mother's grave.

But after Long Xuanling and I stopped, we found that there was no grave bag in this place last night.

"Where's the grave?" I was stunned, although it was dark last night, but there was only a small road here, and it was impossible to go the wrong way.

Now, following the path like this, the grave bag should be behind this tree, but now the grave bag is gone.

"Are you looking for the grave of the woman who locks the grain? Not here, go up a little further. Dong Danong said to me.

Long Xuanling's eyes were calm, and he shook his head vigorously, revealing half of his face becoming extremely pale.

Even if I remember wrong, Long Xuanling can't remember wrongly, but now that the tomb bag is gone, what did we see last night?

"Dao Chief? So are you guys? "Several men saw that Long Xuanling and I didn't move, standing in place, and they also showed nervous expressions.

"It's okay, you lead the way." Long Xuanling spoke.

The men looked at each other, and finally they walked ahead of us and continued on their way up the hill.

"Long Xuanling, what's wrong with you?" I stretched out a hand and held Long Xuanling's palm.

Long Xuanling's palms were covered in cold sweat, and I immediately looked at him worriedly.

What the hell is going on, he obviously ate the white rat's inner pill, but why hasn't his body improved? And, still starting to feel weak?

"Madam, let's talk about it when we go down the mountain." Long Xuanling said that, and walked to keep up with those people.

We walked for another hour before we arrived at Qingcen's mother's grave.

This is not so much a grave as a small mound, and there is not even a tombstone in front of it, and it is impossible to find it unless you look carefully.

Long Xuanling walked to the mound and stood for a while, muttering words in his mouth.

Those people looked at Long Xuanling in a daze, and asked me in a low voice if Long Xuanling was reciting a spell.

After Long Xuanling finished reading, he turned sideways and said to me, "Madam, Jin Ling. ”

I hurriedly handed the Jin Ling pestle to Long Xuanling, and Long Xuanling shook his head: "Jin Ling pestle recognizes the master, now except for you, no one can control it." ”

As soon as Long Xuanling's words came out, I was stunned, and suddenly thought that Long Xuanling had used the Demon Binding Whip, but he had never taken the Jin Ling pestle.

So, I immediately held the golden pestle and shook it gently.

"Bell bell bell, bell bell bell."

The sound of the Jin Ling pestle is constantly reverberating in this mountain, and the sound is crisp, melodious and tactful.

But this shook for a long time, and there was nothing unusual about the grave bag, if there was something wrong in the grave, then the evil thing would have come out a long time ago.

"Stop." After Long Xuanling finished speaking, he motioned to those people to dig the grave.

I hurriedly approached Long Xuanling, lowered my voice and said, "Long Xuanling, there is nothing unusual in this tomb. ”

"Benjun knows, it's just that the source must be found." With that, he took two steps back.

The men looked at each other, then spat a mouthful of saliva into the palm of their hand, and began to pick up the pickaxe to dig the grave bag, Mingyue said to me a little anxiously: "Anzhi, let's find Chai Shao." ”

"If you don't figure out what this is all about, how to find Chai Shao?" Long Xuanling asked rhetorically.

Mingyue bit her lip, her eyes full of worry and fear.

Six men worked together, and the grave bag was quickly dug up, and a tattered mat appeared in front of us.