"Blood? What are you doing? I hurriedly put the bottle down and asked.

"Of course it worked. You look at ......" The third uncle gave me a blank look, unscrewed the cap of the wine bottle, poured the blood into the bowl of Namedra little by little, and explained to me at the same time: "This blood is black dog blood, I added cinnabar and rosin powder, so that this blood will not coagulate." ”

I nodded, and watched as the blood in the bottle became less and less, but the blood in the bottle poured into the bowl and quickly penetrated into the soil. There were already a few big cracks on the copper bowl, but no blood was seen oozing out of the cracks. It seemed that the blood in that bottle had been sucked into the flower seedlings.

At this moment, the flower seedling, which looked very ordinary, suddenly changed.

Starting from the rhizome and continuing to the leaves, suddenly a vessel-like thing looms over the flower seedlings. I thought that the third uncle had seen it in it last night, and he had told me about it, so I unconsciously took two steps back, for fear that there would be some strange situation in the flower seedlings.

The third uncle muttered: "Leaving the house, the ghost baby is not fully formed, and it can't keep up, and this flower seedling can't make any waves." ”

After listening to this, I breathed a sigh of relief, and watched the third uncle continue to toss the flower seedlings.

The blood vessels on the flower seedlings are getting thicker and thicker, and I do see that there is blood-like things flowing inside, which really fulfills the words of the third uncle, and there are no wonders in the world. I believe that I went out to tell others about this scene, and they may not be able to believe it.

The blood vessels were getting thicker and thicker, and finally burst under the gaze of the two of us. Blood trickled down the leaves, quickly staining the ground.

When all the blood inside flowed out, the Medara, which had grown lush and green, quickly withered.

The third uncle took out the things from his bag and put them on the ground one by one, there was an incense burner, a few pieces of yellow rune paper, and a small shovel.

The third uncle pointed to the incense burner: "Big nephew, there are incense ashes in here, you will take this incense burner in a while, listen to my command, let you scatter it, and you will scatter all these incense ashes......"

"Where?" The third uncle didn't explain it clearly, and I was confused.

The third uncle didn't speak again, but picked up the small shovel with a solemn expression and dug down towards the root of Namedura.

I had no choice but to swallow the words, pick up the incense burner, and watch the third uncle move.

There was not too much soil in the copper bowl, and it couldn't stand the third uncle's three shovels and two shovels, so the roots of the medhara were exposed.

In the library, we once looked up the materials of Medara, saying that its roots can be used as medicine, and the leaves are highly poisonous. We have all been in contact with the leaves just now, and the lack of poisoning should be the reason for wearing shrouds. Didn't the third uncle say that wearing a shroud can cover the yang? Covering the yang energy, can it also be isolated from this leaf?

I'm thinking about it here, the third uncle has removed the floating soil on that beard.

When I saw the rhizome of Namedara, I was so shocked that I couldn't close my mouth.

The shape of the stem actually grew into the shape of a baby, with a head, hands and feet, and at the position of the baby's navel, the Medra was born. And on the baby's body, you can vaguely see that there is blood flowing, which is being exported little by little to the branches of Medara, and then to the leaves.

It's just that the blood in it has been mixed with black dog blood by the third uncle, and it has been almost released. Still, the baby's veins were bubbling.

"Big nephew, hurry up." The third uncle suddenly snorted.

I finally understood where my incense ashes should be sprinkled, and after listening to the third uncle's instructions, I didn't say a word, and quickly poured the incense ashes in my hand on the copper bowl. The body of the rhizome baby was not large, and the ash of the incense burner had almost covered the baby's body.

I have just discovered that this baby's limbs are complete, and if there is anything different from a normal baby, it is his facial features. The rhizome of this Medra tree should not be fully formed, and the facial features of the baby formed still look a little indistinct and vague.

"Big nephew, if we come a few days later, I'm afraid this rhizome will take shape." The third uncle stood in place for a while before exhaling and saying.

"What's the matter with this kid? What happens when it's formed? I couldn't help but be curious and interjected.

"As I said, it's a kind of sorcery, and I don't know the specifics. But there are similarities in the number of spells, so I can also destroy this ghost seedling with this method of Dao technique. I know there's a kind of evil magic that is fueled by ghosts, and this should be it. Ghost seedlings are ghosts who use plants to help them get out. You see that the rhizome looks like a baby, but it is actually the body of the ghost baby, that is, the dead baby that Chen Ximei buried in, which has been integrated with this rhizome. In that murderous mansion, the fierce and yin qi is full, which can nourish the growth of this ghost seedling. When the baby's facial features are fully formed, the ghost fetus will break through the ground......"

"What happens if you break through the ground?" Listening to the third uncle talk about this, I felt more and more that I understood too little, so I asked anxiously.

"It has been recorded in ancient books that this kind of ghost fetus was unearthed, and if there is the right guidance, it can be resurrected. But Chen Ximei is dead, and no one cares about this ghost fetus, so it will become a flying ghost baby recorded in ancient books, which is said to feed on the fetus in the womb of pregnant women. And this kind of flying brake is not easy to form, and it is difficult to submit. It is estimated that many families will suffer by then. ”

After listening to the third uncle's explanation, I didn't believe it, it sounded like a myth.

Seeing my doubt, the third uncle also said: "It is said that it is recorded in ancient books, whether it is true or not, no one has seen it with their own eyes." This kind of thing, it is better to believe that it exists than to believe that it does not exist. The reason why this evil method is called evil is that it has its own evil reason. For now, let's destroy this unformed ghost fetus and ghost seedlings, whether it's real or fake, it's a hundred. ”

"Good. How to destroy? ”

"Burn him." After speaking, the third uncle dug a pit in the ground with a shovel and put the withered ghost seedlings in it. As if by juggling, he took out a few sticks of firewood from his bag.

"Third uncle, your bag is a grocery store, why do you have everything?"

The third uncle said: "Come out to do things, how can you do it if you don't prepare all the things." These firewood sticks are made in the farmer's stove, and they burn fireworks in the world, and they are also called Yaohuo, which has a miraculous effect on some evil things. ”

As he spoke, the third uncle lit a stick of firewood and threw it into the pit.

From time to time, I filled the fire with firewood, and the flames grew stronger and stronger.

But the strange thing is that the Medra, although it has withered, does not burn as if it can prevent fire, and the surface of the leaf seems to be soaked in oil, and it makes a loud sound.

Seeing this, the third uncle hurriedly took out a few pieces of rune paper, broke his middle finger, wrote a few runes on the rune paper, and threw them into the fire.

The rune paper burned quickly, and strangely enough, as the rune paper burned out, the flames that were burning rose to a height of more than a meter.

At the same time, I heard a sound similar to a baby's cry. The voice was sharp and poignant, as if it was suffering endlessly.

I listened to the cry and felt all the skin on my body tighten and goosebumps rose.

The two of us were staring intently at the dirt pit, and neither of us expected it, when suddenly a sigh came from behind us.

The sigh was so soft that it wasn't very real.

Before we could look back, a figure sprang out of us. The figure moved quickly, and in three or two steps, he threw himself next to the fire, and reached out to fish out the ghost seedlings inside.

Neither the third uncle nor I expected that someone would appear here and now, so after experiencing this change, we didn't react for a while.

Waiting for the third uncle to shout: "Who?" ”

The man had already picked up the ghost seedlings from the fire with his bare hands, and galloped down in the other direction.

We followed closely a few steps, and the man's speed was soon gone into the night.

We had to stop, and the third uncle scolded: "." This thing is also very robbed. ”

I stared at the direction of the man's departure, recalled for a moment, and asked, "Third uncle, look at that back, it looks like a person?" ”

"Huh?" The third uncle was stunned: "Like a person? Like whom? ”

I shook my head, "That's impossible." ”

The third uncle was indignant: "What nonsense, what do you see?" ”

"The old man. The old man in the library, I think the back is a bit like him. And this man is also silver-haired. ”

"Damn. Have you noticed this? When you say that, I feel a little bit of that. Isn't this forcing old man a professor? What are you doing with this? The third uncle was also puzzled.

"Who knows. He was very interested in us having this picture of Medara. I figured he might have been following us after we left. He followed him all the way to this place, and when we entered the murderous house, he lost it. But he didn't give up, and kept looking around, until he saw us burning this ghost seedling, and then he snatched it. ”

I analyzed it, and the third uncle also nodded and agreed with my statement.

The third uncle waved his hand: "Forget it, that ghost seedling has been burned half to death, and there should be no way to resurrect it." Our task is not complete, but it is accomplished. When we finish this murderous house, we will have time to go to the university and ask this old man. ”

I looked at the third uncle and asked, "Then this murderous mansion is broken?" ”

The third uncle said: "It's almost." The power of the confinement ghost lies in this child. The ghost's body has been destroyed, and his soul should have been dispersed at this time. Didn't you hear that ghost cry? Tomorrow at noon, we will go to the murderous house to clean the house, and the rest of the ghosts and dirty things will naturally be removed. When the time comes, we will finish this house, hehe, when the time comes, find a buyer, hundreds of thousands will be in hand, big nephew, we will be developed. ”

When he said this, the third uncle's face was full of red light, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

"And now?"

The third uncle yawned: "Go back to sleep." me. ”

We packed our things and intercepted a car back to the basement.

According to the third uncle, this matter is also going well. But I feel that there are many good things, maybe it may not be as easy as the third uncle said, in fact, the development of the hindsight also verified my feeling.