Yes? Forehead...... "I was sighing why Lingzheng was so handsome and knew so much, when Lingzheng suddenly asked me if I understood?" Where do I understand! Glancing at the gloating appearance of King Ling's tomb, I smirked twice, and said stubbornly: "That, that, understand, the five genera of yin and yang, each other is born and restrained." ”

King Ling's face swelled a little, and his cheeks bulged.

Lingzheng turned around, and the soft light left a clear shadow behind him, "Extremely good or extremely evil, which one do you hate more?" ”

I didn't even think about it, and replied, "Of course it's extremely evil. ”

Lingzheng said, "There is always something else in everything. ”

I said, "The wicked may have been hurt before they do bad things, and the so-called hateful people must have their pitiful." But whether there is a reason or not, it is wrong to do bad things, how can there be another? ”

"What if good fuels evil?"

"How can good help evil?"

"Because of the best."

"Huh? Lingzheng, you have confused me. ”

Lingzheng stroked my hair and said in a low voice, "First year of junior high school, I have taught you for so many years, what have you learned?" ”

"I learned to climb trees, fish, shop online, copy homework, brag ......" the voice of King Ling's tomb came faintly, and answered for me. I glared at him, and he was silent, giving me a playful glance and turning his gaze away. I straightened the corner of my clothes and said, "Lingzheng, although I haven't understood the yin and yang you said, and I won't show people feng shui, move ancestral tombs or anything, but I have always insisted on being the good person you said." I haven't stolen, I've ever fought, I haven't hurt anyone. Well...... By the way, that, I'm still going to go yin, hehe. ”

"Forget it, you haven't realized yet, the days are still long, I'll teach you slowly."

When Lingzheng was talking to me, he cut off his finger and drew a variety of symbols on the jade platform.

I complained to myself in my heart, why was I so stupid, I couldn't answer Lingzheng's heart, and I couldn't satisfy him. King Ling's tomb deliberately made a little noise to attract my attention, I didn't even look at him snorted coldly, and said: "King Ling's tomb, don't be complacent, I have been with Lingzheng for more than ten years, but you are Lingzheng's junior brother, you have been with him for more than I have been with him." What else would you do besides fighting and killing? Have you understood 'yin and yang'? ”

King Ling's tomb smiled contemptuously: "Life is a practice, and the reincarnation of cause and effect is the so-called yin and yang. ”

“…… Hey? King Ling's Tomb, you impress me! ”

"That's ......"

"Haha, the sentence copied from the Internet, right?" I pushed King Ling's tomb away, "I'm sorry, you stepped on my foot." ”

“……。”

I yelled at King Ling's tomb: "Still not letting go? ”

King Ling's voice cooled down: "Woman, do you try it again?" ”

"Hehe, uncle, are you still comfortable stepping on the soles of your feet? Do you want me to step on the other foot for you? ”

King Ling's tomb arrogantly raised his foot upward: "Seeing that you are so obedient, I will let you go this time." ”

I made an ancient false salute to the tomb of King Ling: "Thank you, uncle." ”

"Flat."

"Vomit ......" My appetite suddenly surged, vomited, and saw that Ling Wang's face changed suddenly, I was scared to death, and hurriedly explained, "Don't get angry, don't get angry, I'm morning sickness, morning sickness, hehe...... "It's really morning sickness, but the number of times I vomit is gradually decreasing, and the reaction is not as big as before, and the dangerous period of pre-pregnancy is almost over, and those Chinese medicines are not in vain."

Ling was busy working in front of the jade platform, and I couldn't help much, so I talked to King Ling's tomb.

"Why haven't Shen Yan and Jin Shiyi come yet, you say?"

"Die."

"Nonsense, they are all coffin children, how can they die so easily? Li Mo was trapped in the formation before and didn't die, they couldn't have died, it couldn't have been. ”

"Uncle said that if he died, he would die, and you would argue that the uncle would kill you." King Ling's tomb raised his hand and slapped it on my head, I backhanded it to block it, and the back of my head was hit hard, and it hurt so much that I wanted to curse. I stomped on him hard, and he wanted to hit me again, but Lingzheng put a wooden bar between the two of us and shouted: "Huangquanling is very dangerous, don't mess around!" ”

I secretly pinched the waist of King Ling's tomb, and then quickly ran behind Ling Zheng and stuck out my tongue at him. King Ling's tomb was silent after eating pain, and smiled at Ling Zheng like a flower, only occasionally looking at the words "I'll clean you up later" hidden in my eyes.

Lingzheng painted different symbols on each of the five sides of the jade platform, all of which were written in blood, the kind of characters in the multi-character type, and Lingzheng explained to me that this was the character used in the sacrifice, and it used to be called female characters. I didn't care about any female characters, so I hurriedly grabbed Lingzheng's fingers and found that there were many wounds, so I took out the cocoa stickers from my pocket and wrapped them one by one. Even the contents of the pockets were left untouched, and the dream was all too real. It's exciting and fun, and I really don't want to wake up too early.

The three of us stood quietly for a long time, and there was still no movement on the jade platform.

King Ling's tomb glanced at Ling Zheng and handed a silver needle to Ling Zheng. Lingzheng looked at me, hesitated, and finally took my hand and stabbed the tip of my middle finger with a needle.

That feeling is really painful!

"First year of junior high school, it hurts?" Lingzheng asked, pinching my finger hard to get more blood.

"It's, it's okay." I'll squeeze out a few words.

Medically speaking, the pain valve is the same in people, which means that the minimum intensity of the human body to feel the painful stimulus is the same. For example, for the stimulation of hot water, the pain valve is 50 degrees, and the hot water below this degree will not play a painful role. However, each person's ability to respond to pain varies greatly and can be amplified or contracted by psychological and environmental factors.

I belong to the kind of person who is particularly sensitive to pain, and I feel that being bitten by a mosquito hurts a lot, so I protect myself very well and rarely get hurt from a young age. At this time, Lingzheng pricked me with a needle, and I really wanted to cry in pain, but I couldn't say it clearly, so it seemed too squeamish.

The blood was almost out, and Ling Zheng held my hand, and like a parent controlling his own child to practice calligraphy, he wrote a rune on the jade platform one by one. As soon as he finished writing the last stroke, the jade platform immediately vibrate, and in just two seconds, there was a loud "stuck" sound, and Shengsheng broke from it.

No dust was raised, and the jade platform was halved, and a man in a green cloth robe appeared at the bottom of the platform.

It's the phantom we've seen before.

He wore a medium-length curved green coat with wide sleeves and dark trousers, a hooked leather belt around his waist, and long hair spread out under his body. Even with his eyes closed, he could still imagine how beautiful he was when he woke up.

King Ling's tomb said disdainfully: "He is what three ways? Weak and can't help the wind, one finger pinched to death. ”

I glanced at King Ling's tomb and said, "When was He Santu sealed here?" How did he go to the yang world to control Yang Daochang and the hanged ghost? ”

Ling Zheng replied: "It's been a thousand years, and he has been sealed in Huangquanling for a thousand years. ”

"What the hell happened back then?"

"He opened the gates of the eighteenth layer of hell and released unleashed unjust ghosts, killing many people, and I sealed him here. A hundred years ago, his soul broke free from the seal and fled into the world. Lingzheng explained the cause and effect of the matter to us clearly in a few words.

I look at He Santu, who has been sealed for a thousand years, his body is so intact, will his spiritual power still be there? He can open the eighteenth layer of hell gates, and his ability should not be underestimated.

"The seal has been removed, his spirit will return soon, let's go out and wait. When he wakes up, come back to him and ask for the copper coin. Ling was taking my hand and walking out of the cave, Ling Wang Tomb gently touched the Yin wood chain wrapped around his arm, smiled strangely at He Santu's body, and then followed behind us. When I went up the steps, a gust of wind blew, and I couldn't help but shiver.

Out of the tree hole, there was still moonlight outside, white as frost.

The vines were no longer as still as they had been before, but were twisted together like thick cables, some separate, and on top of them hung a black object in the shape of a human body. The whole picture looks very weird, and it has completely lost its previous good posture.

"Yin Mu is alive, and the Yin worm hiding on Yin Mu has also woken up, the first day of the new year, Ah Tomb, don't touch Yin Mu, follow me, let's bypass Yin Mu."

Before Lingzheng's advice was finished, I saw King Ling's tomb touch the yin wood rattan with his fingertips, and when it was still about five centimeters apart, the yin wood rattan seemed to sense it, and automatically rushed towards the tomb of King Ling, and quickly wrapped two circles around his fingers. King Ling's Tomb also reacted quickly, and his other free hand made a hand knife and directly cut off the Yin Mu Vine. The Yin Wood Vine fell to the ground and gradually turned green and white.

Because of these actions of King Ling's tomb, the surrounding Yin Mu vines leaned over to this side to find a specific direction.

Like black snake heads.

I clung to Lingzheng's body and didn't dare to move.

The passage road when we came in was still there, but if the Yin Wood came alive and there were Yin Worms on it, we couldn't get out easily.

Lingzheng took my hand tightly and told me to pay more attention to my feet and not to trip over the stones. He took the head, and after King Ling's tomb, he sandwiched me in the middle to protect me. After only taking a small step, dozens of yin wood vines in the vicinity surrounded him. I felt a flash of white light in front of me, and all the rattans fell to the ground, turning green and white, and then shriveling and turning into a dead branch.

The long wooden strip in Ling Zheng's hand was still frozen in mid-air, making a killing move.

However, before we could take two steps, another Yin Wood Vine struck from above, and one wrapped around my hair, and I exhaled in pain, and Ling Zheng struck a backhand, easily cutting off the Yin Wood Vine. A strand of my hair was also shaved off, and it spun in mid-air and fell. Lingzheng reached out and took it and put it in his pocket.

I turned around to look at King Ling's tomb and saw that he didn't care, his hands were clenched into sword fingers, and he used his mouth to blow on a yin wood vine hanging in front of him. If it weren't for the fact that it was a matter of life and death, I would have been amused to death by his funny expression.

"Whew!"

The Qingming ruler flew out of my pocket and landed in front of Lingzheng.

Ling Zheng cast an approving glance at me, threw away the long wooden strip in his hand, held the Qingming ruler tightly, and with a whirling blow, the dozens of yin wood rattans in front of us were all cut off and fell to the ground.

Qingming ruler is so powerful?

It seems that a powerful magic weapon has to be in the hands of a powerful person to play its greatest role.