On the willow tops of the moon, the west wind is getting tighter, blowing and pulling, and people are panicking.

Occasionally, there are bursts of strange birds chirping on Centipede Mountain, and you can hear the samming of the night wind blowing through the mountain trees. The statues of the gods in the temple stand tall under the moonlight, not moving at all, looking solemn and mighty.

Tang Mu came back panting with three medicinal herbs, and asked Xiong Xiaoyun to mash them and pour them into Xiong Blind's stomach. The herbs went down, the blind bear's tongue was numb, he burped, and fell asleep.

The three candles in the main hall flickered, and the light was so limited that it felt dim, and they could barely see their eyebrows. Xiong Xiaoyun saw that Li Xiaochun had no shadow, he was scared in his heart, sitting beside Tang Mu, he didn't dare to come out, he just looked forward to the dawn as soon as possible.

Tang Mu asked Li Xiaochun, a Sanhua Daoist, how was it. Sanhua Dao said: "Tell the truth or lie?" ”

"Of course it's true, dead trees have no fruit, lies are worthless, aren't you not going to deceive people?"

"Alas, this old man of yours is terrible and unlucky." Sanhanamichi's tone was slow, and his voice was choking, not like a joke.

"How?"

In the candlelight, the Sanhua Daoist straightened the pure yang scarf on the top of his head: "Tell you this, he can live, just because the shadow is gone, if the shadow is on him, he will die now, if you want to say why the shadow will leave the body, let's not care about this first, this is a metaphysics, I will tell you something first, and you will have a long insight." ”

So, let Xiong Xiaoyun close the door of the hall, and the fragmentary moonlight came in through the window, making the hall even darker. Tang Mu is used to living here, but he doesn't feel afraid, Sanhua Dao people have stayed in the cloud cliff stream of Tianzhu Mountain for half their lives, don't be lonely and afraid with him, even if he is allowed to travel to the eighteenth layer of hell alone, he can still hum a little song along the way.

You all know the story of the woodcutter and the river god asking for an axe, but the fisherman and the river ......

The Sanhanamichi man said in a loud voice. Yongli years, there is a fisherman in the middle of the night on the edge of the Huaishui fishing, the moon is dark and the wind is high, support a fishing fire, wait for most of the night, do not see any fish and shrimp, at this time, the fishing hook is not known to be hooked by something, can not be lifted.

The fisherman was very good at water, and hurriedly went into the water, and dived to a depth of thirty feet, and saw a large iron chain, hanging long in the water, and he searched along the chain for a long time, but he could not find where the head of the chain was.

The fisherman thought it was very strange, and thought that there were gold and silver treasures buried, and he did not dare to make a public statement.

In the middle of the night of the next day, the fisherman took his three sons, carrying tools on his back, and dived into the water again, and found the end of the chain, which was pulling a closed iron house. There is a delicate lock on the house, and the iron sheet is inlaid with a trace of aquatic plants, and the aquatic plants of thirty zhang are rare.

The fish and shrimp did not dare to use the aquatic weeds, and the fisherman saw that the middle of the aquatic weeds was empty, and they were connected to the shore for ventilation, and the iron house seemed to be inhabited by people.

The father and son dug a hole in the iron house, and looked inside with fright, half to death, and inside was a white-haired monster, and when the monster saw that the iron house was broken, he said human words: "Please! Get me out, and I'll give you a hundred taels of silver each!" ”

One hundred taels of silver, it's an astronomical amount, what are you waiting for, hurry up and knock down the iron house.

The fisherman's family dug a large gap, and when they looked closely, the white-haired monster in the house was a white-haired man, with a thousand feet of white hair on his head, coiled around his waist layer by layer, and his face was slightly darker than his hair, but it was also wrinkled, like toad skin.

The father and son knocked the iron house to smash and rescued the white-haired man, who knelt in the iron house, and kowtowed seven or eight times, thanking him for a thousand thanks.

At this time, the fisherman's eldest son saw a piece of wood hanging in the center of the iron house, and was about to reach out to take it down, but the white-haired man immediately stopped: "Don't touch it, it's a demon wood!" Let's go! ”

Several people hurriedly escaped from Huaishui and returned to the fisherman's house, where the white-haired man cut his white hair and thanked the fisherman's family with five hundred taels of silver.

The fisherman's son was curious, and asked what was going on, and who dared to do such a hurtful thing under the Huai water.

The white-haired man said that there was a kind of demon wood in the Central Plains, which could not be found in the mountains in the Central Plains, and it was able to absorb the essence of the living. Ordinary people, as long as they keep the demon wood by their side, they can absorb all their essence within seven days. However, the seal people are different, the seal people have lost their shadows, become yang hyper bodies, lack of spirit, can be self-generated, very resistant to absorption, and the spirit that the demon wood gets from the seal people is very huge. This is like a spiritualist banner descending on Nezha, it's useless, but the premise is that there must be a great master.

Therefore, there are demons who are specifically looking for the seal man and use demon wood to suck him. The sealman refers to the shadowless person.

The fisherman's family woke up from a dream, and when they looked at the ground, the white-haired man really had no shadow, and his feet were bare.

The white-haired man said that fortunately, he was not locked under the water for a long time, and he could recover after returning to the mountains to recuperate for a while.

The fisherman asked the white-haired man what his identity was, and the white-haired man said that he was a woodcutter in Tongbai Mountain. Tongbai Mountain is the birthplace of Huaishui, so it's no wonder that it was locked up under Huaishui.

Now that he finally came out, the white-haired man was not in a hurry to return to the mountain, but wanted to stay at the fisherman's house for a few days, find the person who locked him, and take revenge.

The white-haired man was imprisoned by a hunter from the Western Regions who knew how to do the art in the mountains, and every seven days, he would come to Huaishui to suck the demon wood in the iron house, and then replace it with a new one. The demon wood comes from a long way and is of extraordinary value, so the hunters are reluctant to use it for ordinary people, so they are specially looking for sealers to use it.

The white-haired man lay in ambush on the shore of Huaishui, and when the hunter wanted to go into the water again to change the demon wood, he quietly followed him into the water. Then, while the hunter was not looking, he was locked in the iron house.

When Sanhua Dao said this, his face was full of pride, and he shook his head and said: "This white-haired man is the master of my master's master, my ancestor, named Xuan Lingzi, but it's a pity, he didn't kill the hunter back then, and he didn't figure out his accomplices. ”

Xiong Xiaoyun looked at Sanhua Daoren: "Dao Chief, according to what you mean, is this demon wood the gall on the ridge and the thing that loves to kill Li Xiaochun?" ”

"Not bad!"

Sanhua Daoren nodded: "Moreover, it is estimated that the group of Western Regions hunters from two hundred years ago are still there, maybe they released it!" But what is so strange about this kid that he can be targeted by the hunters of the Western Regions, and he is still burying demon wood in his house! I can't think about it! ”

This matter has become complicated, and it is not as simple as setting up a formation and saving Li Xiaochun. Sanhua Daoren thought for a while and said: "Li Xiaochun's shadow ran away, the shadow is not dead, now I will use a shadow trick to get the shadow back, the shadow returns, his body will naturally be better, but if the blind gang is not removed, you will still be in dire straits!" ”

Tang Mu and Xiong Xiaoyun said yes again and again, but the Sanhua Dao people were slow and refused. Tang Mu asked him what was wrong, Sanhua Dao looked embarrassed, spread his hands, and said with a wry smile: "You and I have prepared any technique!" ”

Tang Mu asked, "What kind of techniques do you want?" ”

"Shadow's favorite thing to eat is funnel cake, there used to be a way to catch shadows, the bait is funnel cake, I use the secret method of Qiaomen to start the shadow technique, you need half a dollar maple gall, two or two serpentine wood, plus three bluegrass."

It is not difficult to have two or two serpentine wood, you can buy it in six miles, and the bluegrass is even simpler, all over the sky, and there is it outside the door. But this maple gall is not so easy to find.

galls, tree tumors also. Gall wood, also known as shadow wood, is produced in Liaodong, Sichuan and other places, it does not specifically refer to any tree species, but refers to the nodules at the root of the tree or the scars on the trunk, also called tree tumors. After the gall wood is dissected, it will present a unique pattern style, such as grape pattern, landscape pattern, sesame pattern, tiger skin pattern, rabbit face pattern, etc., which is a natural morbid beauty, good texture, very valuable.

Nanmu gall is in the form of mountains and rivers, flowers and trees. The birch gall is commonly known as the birch bag, which is small and colorful, strange and lovely. The pear gall is in the shape of people, birds and beasts. The cypress gall has a thick and large pattern. The gall wood on the Huanghuali is very precious, the Huanghuali gall wood grain is gorgeous, the wood is delicate, the color is dark red, it is the treasure that many people dream of. The gall wood can be carved into vases, pipes, toys and other works of art, and is highly sought-after. The furniture made of huanghuali gall wood is the best of the best.

The pattern of the elm gall is large and numerous. The maple gall pattern is coiled, intertwined with each other, peculiar and extraordinary, and it is the most difficult to find.

There are very few maple trees in Liulidi, let alone maple galls. Sanhua Daoren, Tang Mu, and Xiong Xiaoyun thought about it in the dark night, and couldn't think of where there could be a maple gall.

Tang Mu got up and wandered, and found coldly: The blind bear is gone.