At this time, the weather is clear.

Umeng Hasa didn't understand why Shen Jiangtao was worried, those firewood and grass were easy to burn, and the coffin and dried corpse could be easily burned just by igniting it, and it was not difficult at all.

Shen Jiangtao looked at the sky from time to time, and at the same time urged to light the fire as soon as possible.

Umeng Hasa took the tung oil torch, lit it and asked one of the juniors to take it to light the firewood, and the latter took it three times, and the tung oil torch fell to the ground.

It's a different person, and it's still the same.

Everyone present was very surprised, Shen Jiangtao's expression was solemn, and after thinking about it carefully, he found a charred firewood and drew a number of runes on the ground, so that the person who received the tung oil torch had to stand on a complex rune to pick it up.

This time, it was finally successful.

Then he went to light those firewoods, and what was even more strange was that those firewoods couldn't be lit, Shen Jiangtao called and asked him to bring an old rooster to the village as soon as possible, and sprayed the chicken's blood on the firewood pile, and then lit it.

The raging fire suddenly burned, and the dried corpses in it made a clattering sound, and they were not burned for a long time, and firewood was added several times in succession.

"Wow! Strange thing, it goes down to the sun and rains! Some villagers shouted.

From the tomb came a gloomy wind, and there was no cloud in the sky, but suddenly it rained heavily.

Seeing that the firewood pile was about to be extinguished, Shen Jiangtao took out the compass, determined several directions, put a stone in one direction, erected the climbing plow in one direction, and the metal plowshare towards the firewood pile; In one direction, several buckets were placed, and in the other direction, a dozen wooden sticks were inserted.

As the rain poured down, Umenghasa was surprised to find that as if something had covered the firewood, the rain had accumulated all around it, and the fire on the fire continued unabated.

Shen Jiangtao walked around the fire, his face became extremely pale, and he shouted to Umeng Hasa: "Come here, walk around this fire, and then call the others to come too." ”

Umeng Hasa himself followed Shen Jiangtao around, and at the same time kept calling people over, and soon dozens of people walked around the fire,

These people were surprised to find that despite the heavy rain, the fire in the surrounding fire was getting bigger and bigger, and finally the dried corpse was also ignited.

The fire burned for a while, and the people who walked around were exhausted, and Shen Jiangtao fell to the ground, and then looked at the dried corpses and coffins in the middle, which had been burned to ashes.

Shen Jiangtao immediately lifted the shovel and put all the ashes in the middle into a large iron basin.

The rain suddenly stopped, the weather was still clear, the sun was very strong, and soon the rain on the ground was dried as if it had never rained before.

Shen Jiangtao looked at the tomb and sighed: "This is really a treasure cave with good feng shui, but it is really undeserved to protect the tomb in such a way as descending the tomb and causing people to die a tragic death." ”

However, many things in the world are like this, and people often do not hesitate to harm others for their own interests.

Shen Jiangtao walked into the tomb with an iron basin, scattered most of the ashes in the basin on the place where the coffin was placed just now, and then sprinkled glutinous rice, soybeans, cinnabar and other things around the ashes in turn, and surrounded the ashes in a circle.

The yin wind that had been surging in the tomb suddenly stopped.

"You suffered great suffering in your life, and after you died, you were made to be surrendered to be unable to live in peace, and today you will be broken and descended into the earth, for peace." Shen Jiangtao kowtowed respectfully, and said: "Dust to dust, soil to earth, this treasure cave contains bones." ”

Then Shen Jiangtao took the iron basin with a little ash left, and retreated from the tomb step by step, and then asked the villagers to dig soil to seal the tomb.

After everything was done, Shen Jiangtao returned to Woga Village with Umeng Hasa and others.

As soon as he arrived at the wooden building, Anhilob pounced, grabbed Shen Jiangtao's collar and scolded: "You kid did a good thing, go, look at what you have done to them!" ”

When I entered the wooden building, I saw that the patients who were just snorting in pain were screaming, and a few of them were trembling and scratching their bodies.

Blood and black liquor mixed and flowed, and it could be seen that these patients were in severe pain and itching, obviously unable to bear the itching pain, so they kept scratching.

This extreme pain made several villagers foam at the mouth.

Now the situation is so serious that Zimoayi's anesthetic is useless at all, and Bimo wants to use needles to prick, but he can't do it.

"See, this is a good thing you did, their condition is not only not getting better, but getting worse and worse, let me tell you, so many lives, even if you have a few stinky money, you can't afford to pay for it." The more Anhilob scolded, the angrier he became, causing him to cough a few times in the middle of the way, and raised his hand while wanting to hit Shen Jiangtao.

The village chief, Umon Erbo, was also so angry that he couldn't slow down his breath, and he staggered and almost fell.

Seeing this, Umeng Hasa hurriedly helped him up, and persuaded him: "Abba, this is not the case, Shen Jiangtao does have some means...... Well, by the way, you see we all went to that tomb, but we didn't get black spots like them. As he spoke, Umon Hasa rolled up his sleeves.

Umon Erbo didn't even look at it, he kept panting and rolling his eyes, he was more worried about the safety of those patients, so many people, if there are three long and two short, how can it be.

Shen Jiangtao's expression was calm, and he said lightly: "I can stop their pain right now, you have been holding me, and you can only let them die of pain." ”

The people in the house who originally came over to beat Shen Jiangtao all stopped abruptly.

The angry village chief was also stunned, and then waved his hand: "Anhilob! What are you doing with him! ”

Anhilob angrily let go of the hand that grabbed Shen Jiangtao, and said angrily: "If you can stop their pain, I will go eat horse manure!" ”

"Okay." Shen Jiangtao glanced at Umeng Hasa: "Go and prepare a pot of horse manure for him." ”

Then, Shen Jiangtao took the iron basin and walked to the patients who were screaming, grabbed the remaining ashes in the basin, and sprinkled them on the patients little by little.

As soon as the ashes were scattered on the patient, the patient, who was already in pain, convulsed all over his body.

Seeing this situation, Anhilob even more pushed the flames and said: "Look! Look, they're in even more pain! ”

The village head, Umon Erbo, suddenly felt that he had been deceived again, and kept pointing at Shen Jiangtao with his right hand, foaming at the mouth gushing out, looking angry, and the whole person was almost close to convulsions.

"Hurry up and carry Abba to the side room." Seeing that the form was uncontrollable, Umon Hasa hurriedly helped Umon Erbo to the side room with a few people.

Shen Jiangtao didn't care, and continued to sprinkle ashes on those patients.

Umeng Hasa settled his father, and Anhilob came in with a bamboo basket of horse manure, and said to Umeng Hasa: "Let's go, let's go and feed the guy named Shen Jiangtao to eat horse manure!" ”