Early the next morning, Li Feng, Manzi and Shi Fatzi arrived at Feng Decai's house, and Feng Decai came out to greet him with a little surprise, "The three masters are really early, I just wanted to ask you to have morning tea." ”

"Don't worry, isn't Feng Jinwu here yet?"

Feng Decai said with a smile: "He called just now, it's almost here, let's go have tea first." ”

Li Feng nodded and waited in the house with everyone. More than twenty minutes later, Feng Jinwu arrived, sat down and drank a cup of tea, and then said to Feng Decai: "Nephew Decai, wait for me to unlock the soul nail, you let everyone leave this house twenty meters away for a while, so as not to collide." Feng Decai nodded in response.

"Do you know the consequences of unlocking this soul locking nail?" Li Feng asked.

Listening to Li Feng's words, Feng Jinwu's face darkened, but then he became firm again, "I know very well that our two families should be like brothers, but unfortunately we were wrong and did a big mistake, although many things are irreparable now, if we do this now, at least we can remedy it a little." ”

"Wait, could it be that solving that nail will have very serious consequences for Uncle Wu?" Feng Decai asked anxiously.

Feng Jinwu waved his hand to stop Feng Decai, who still wanted to continue asking, "Nephew Decai, don't be verbose, call people out now." ”

Feng Decai saw that he refused to speak, and looked at Li Feng for help, "If he relieves this trapped soul lock, he will die within three days!" Li Feng said.

"Huh?" Feng Decai was taken aback, looked at Li Feng, and then looked at Feng Jinwu, neither of them seemed to be joking, "How can this be?" It can't be like this..."Feng Decai lost his voice, although he wanted a child, but the price was someone else's life, he hesitated again, and was in a dilemma.

"What are you thinking, the big man is still mother-in-law, don't hurry up and ask someone to leave." Feng Jinwu pushed Feng Decai, and the brief dispute between the two sides also made Feng Decai's family hear, and they didn't agree with him unlocking the soul nail with his life, and wanted to find another way.

During the dispute, Father Feng saw Li Feng, who was silent on the side, and suddenly woke up that there was such a master here, so he went over to ask him for help and think of a way to get the best of both worlds.

Seeing that both sides had good qualities, Li Feng also said the idea he had already thought of, "Mr. Feng Jinwu, don't you still have a real enemy?" ”

"You say that Zeng Baiwu? Our family has been inquiring about his whereabouts, but unfortunately the animal has long since disappeared, and even the ancestral grave has been secretly moved. ”

"You don't know, but your father knows that you were too impulsive at the beginning, and you dared to use your own essence and blood as a guide." Li Feng shook his head as he spoke.

Feng Jinwu said helplessly: "At that time, my father passed away, and my mother almost followed me because of excessive sadness, and I was also dizzy." ”

"The price of unlocking the soul nail must be borne by someone, since the wooden cone on your father's grave was beaten by him, then attach this price to the broken wooden cone and return it to him, do you think you can make it?"

"Make, make, it's a good way, kill two birds with one stone!" The crowd applauded.

"Master Li, what are we going to do? Please also command. Feng Jinwu asked.

"I'll make a transfer double for you, you go to your father's grave and burn some paper money, and ask him to cooperate in attaching the evil power on the broken wooden cone to the evil force formed by the broken wooden cone, and let them leave together." After speaking, Li Feng said to Feng Decai again: "Boss Feng, you go and prepare a new brush, a small half tael of cinnabar powder, an inkstone or a small ceramic dish, a bottle of mountain spring water or well water, and a piece of yellow paper." ”

Feng Decai wrote them down one by one and immediately went out to buy them.

Li Feng turned his head to the barbarian and Shi Fatzi and said, "It seems that when we come out to do things in the future, we also have to prepare a little in case we need it." ”

It didn't take long for Feng De to come back from buying good things. Li Feng spread out the yellow paper, tore off a paper figure about six inches high, asked Feng Jinwu's birthday and wrote it on the paper figure with cinnabar. After the handwriting was a little dry, he drew a stand-in talisman on the paper figure and pushed it in front of Feng Jinwu, "Drop a drop of blood." Li Feng said to Feng Jinwu.

Feng Jinwu used a knife to separate a little skin on his fingers, and dripped a drop of blood on the paper figure. Li Feng took back the paper figure, stretched out his hand and pressed it on it, silently recited the magic in his mouth, stopped after a while, handed the paper figure to Feng Jinwu and said: "Now go and burn some paper money for your father, tell him what you want to do, and ask him to cooperate in sending these two evil forces to the enemy." Stick the side of the paper figure with the characters written on it on the wooden cone in the tomb, remember to cover the soil that you have peeled off, and then come back to unlock the soul nail. ”

"Thank you, Master Li." Feng Jinwu took the paper man and wanted to leave, so Feng Decai asked Driver Zhu to see him off.

Feng Decai asked uneasily, "Master Li, do you need us to help?" ”

"No, it's very simple, he can do it." Li Feng said, tearing off a piece of yellow paper with a side length of about 30 centimeters, drawing a map on it with a brush stained with cinnabar, and then folding it into a cone and putting it aside.

Feng Decai hurriedly asked his wife to go out and buy a lot of breakfast and came back.

About an hour later, Li Feng, who was drinking tea, sensed that the paper figure was in place, after all, it was his method, and there was still a sense of what happened.

After another half an hour, Feng Jinwu came back and said respectfully, "Master Li, the matter over there has been completed, what do you think should be done next?" ”

"Then let's start solving the Soul Lock Nail now, Boss Feng, how about it?" Li Feng asked, and of course Feng Decai agreed.

"Then the others must leave this room at a distance of no less than 30 meters." Li Feng picked up the paper folded cone and walked out with the barbarian and the others, and Feng Decai also beckoned his family to leave with him.

Everyone stood on the road dozens of meters away, looking at the Feng family's residence from afar, Feng Jinwu saw that everyone had left, so he squatted down at the door of Feng's house, used a knife to cut his middle finger and drew a circle around a brick crack, and silently recited the mantra in his mouth, the person looked very difficult, sweat oozed from his forehead, Li Feng and the barbarian had sharp eyes, and noticed that a small paper figure was slowly squeezed out of the gap in the blood circle on the ground, and a needle was stuck on the paper man, and some hair had a little bright red mark, which seemed to be blood.

After the paper man came out of the ground, Feng Jinwu picked it up, sighed after looking at it for a while, took out the lighter and lit the paper man, the paper man ignited when it caught fire, and together with those hairs turned into a little ash, Feng Jinwu seemed to be dizzy, his feet were weak for a while, and he nodded to Li Feng after re-settling down.

Li Feng walked to the door of Feng's house and put the paper folded cone on the ground, silently recited the incantation in his mouth, and after a while, he pinched the sword trick in his hand and put it at a distance of more than a meter to the paper cone, and shouted "Tong", the paper cone stood up with a strange point pointing downward, Li Feng then snapped his fingers and shouted, "Break!" ”

The paper cone shattered.

At the same time, a dull explosion sounded from Feng Zhen's grave, as if a paper cannon had exploded inside. Immediately, hundreds of kilometers away, originally at home leisurely drinking tea and watching TV, an old fat man named Zeng Baiwu suddenly screamed and foamed at the mouth, limbs twitched and fell to the ground, although his family sent him to the hospital after rescue, but the person was crazy, incontinence, eating feces and drinking urine all day long, five years later, he was covered in poisonous sores, bleeding from seven holes and died, and in these five years, his family road fell rapidly, and the descendants either died or went crazy for no reason and became beggars, and the bloodline was completely cut off after more than ten years.

Is this the power of magic or fate? Who can tell!