The dense roots of the tree, as strong as the claws of an eagle, surrounded me in the center, and I looked around, thinking about how to get out of the center of the tree.

When I looked up, I saw that the center of the tree seemed to have been carefully repaired, and there was a half-meter-wide hole leading to the top of the tree, and through the hole in the tree, you could see the shining stars in the sky.

At this time, the moon passed directly above the banyan tree, and a large ray of moonlight shone directly on the ground in the middle of the tree through the hole in the tree. At the same time, the sound of Suosuo came one after another, and when I looked down, a crack protruded from the moonlit land, and then a dung beetle with a single horn on its head and a dark golden body crawled out.

The dung beetle, which was only the size of a thumb, seemed to enjoy the moonlight, and in the light of the moon, it spread its wings and held its head high, like a majestic general, and its belly began to shrink and shrink. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but think of the same little dung beetle yesterday morning, except that it seemed to be absorbing the light of the newborn sun.

"Could it be that this will absorb the essence of the sun and the moon? Could it be a youkai? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but be a little frightened, leaning against the roots of the tree, and shrunk backwards. Unexpectedly, the sound of moving steps alarmed the little dung beetle, which turned out to be like a human, looking at me vigilantly, flapping its wings at me, and making a buzzing sound.

"Little thing, full of spirituality, ferocity is not small, interesting." Seeing that the little dung beetle was about to fly towards me with its wings, a voice suddenly came, and a blue figure appeared outside the tree at some point.

Through the moonlight, I found that this blue figure was extremely handsome, but his face was like a Tai Chi, half of it was white, and half of it was pitch black, isn't this the same Daojun who kidnapped Grandma Zhang last night!

The little dung beetle also turned its head to glance at Daojun, but it seemed to be very afraid of Daojun, and with just one glance, it hurriedly went to its original position and burrowed back into the soil.

Daojun stared at the direction where the little dung beetle disappeared, and said playfully: "Don't look at this little guy who is still weak, but he already knows how to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. If it weren't for the number two, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to help but do it, and those old guys said that the number three is a truly fully cultivated monster. Number two, you really owe me a big favor. ”

After talking to himself for a while, Daojun suddenly looked at me and said with a serious face: "Boy, poke a hole in your palm." ”

"Poke a hole in my palm?" When I was wondering, my right hand was raised uncontrollably, and I stretched out my index finger and poked a big hole in the center of my left palm, and a blood mark as bright red as a crescent moon suddenly remained on my hand, and drops of blood fell down my palm to the ground below.

"Why can't I control myself?" I stabbed myself for no reason, and coupled with the evil smile of Daojun in the moonlight, I began to tremble nervously.

There was another rustling sound, and the little dung beetle that had been burrowing back into the soil actually burrowed out of the soil again. This time, like a fascinated scoundrel, it was no longer afraid of the Daojun on the side, but slowly crawled towards me in the direction of the blood dripping.

In the end, it seemed to find that the palm of my hand was the source of blood, it no longer had any scruples, its wings spread, and with a buzz, it turned into a golden light, and before I had time to react, it bit the palm of my left hand.

I was terrified, but I couldn't control my body and arms, so I could only watch in horror as the little dung beetle tore through my skin, from the palm of my hand to the inside of my palm. The little dung beetle seemed to be unusually excited, and began to crawl down my arm, slowly towards my heart. Helpless, I could only watch the pain caused by the little dung beetle crawling inside me.

"Don't worry, kid, this little dung beetle only absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon on weekdays, as if humans are vegetarian all day long, and now they suddenly smell the smell of your essence and blood, just like humans smell meat, that's why they are so excited. It only needs to go to your heart, take a drop of essence blood and it will leave automatically, and after getting your essence blood, it will contain your breath, and you will become its closest person, endure it, it will be beneficial to you. ”

Daojun opened his mouth and said, and sure enough, after the little dung beetle stayed in my heart for about three breaths, it broke free from the position of my palm in the same way as before, and then burrowed back into the earth.

"The first time you need to feed the essence blood, leave the deepest imprint, and then you only need to feed the blood every day, the longer the better."

Daojun's voice came intermittently, and I don't know if it was because I was sucked by the little dung beetle, I suddenly felt unusually tired, and my eyelids began to fight

"Ahh Don't suck my blood"

"What's wrong? Brother, are you having nightmares again? ”

When I woke up again, I found myself still lying in the bed I had slept on yesterday, watching me carefully.

"Is this a dream?"

I opened the palm of my left hand, only to find a crescent-sized white scar lying quietly in the palm of my hand, which frightened me, as if what I had seen and heard last night was true.

Seeing that my face changed greatly, Mo Mo asked a little nervously: "Brother, it's just a dream, it's not true, don't worry too much, what did you dream about, can you tell Mo Mo?" ”

"I dreamed that a little insect got into my hand and sucked my blood, by the way, and that person called Daojun." At this time, I lacked the heavenly soul, my IQ was not high, like a child, I innocently stretched out my left hand, and said aggrievedly, "Beautiful sister, look, it's not a dream, I'm really afraid." ”

"Don't be afraid." Mo Mo hugged my shoulders and comforted, "Maybe I've seen too much bloody things in the past few days, maybe the scar on your hand was injured by a previous fall, otherwise how could it be scarred now?" ”

"But I'm afraid."

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you in the future." Mo Mo patted his chest and said with a look of assurance.

"Brother, it's strange, when I got up this morning, I saw that uncle with a goatee sticking a silver needle all over the village?" After a moment of silence, Mo Mo suddenly said.

Zhang Xiaohua also took over and said: "Yes, just like a magic stick, I looked around with my eyes closed for a while, and pinched my fingers like a fortune teller for a while, and finally walked a few steps back and forth, and then inserted the silver needle into a piece of ground." Mo Mo said that something was wrong with them, and wanted to follow them to see what they were doing, but the old gentleman named Ouyang Lu instructed two of his men to drive us back. ”

"Huh."

Seeing me giggling again, he said embarrassedly: "Xiaohua, my brother is still sick, he can't understand what we say, anyway, I think that Ouyang Lu is not a good person, why don't we go to Brother Xiao Jin and talk about it?" ”

"Don't do it." Zhang Xiaohua hurriedly waved her hand, "Didn't you find that Brother Xiao Jin's attitude towards Ouyang Lu was too good yesterday, besides, Brother Xiao Shan died more or less because of us, it is estimated that he is more willing to believe Ouyang Lu, and we have no evidence." ”

"Okay." Mo Mo nodded helplessly.

"Is this the case, sir?" At this moment, Ouyang Lu's voice suddenly came to mind outside the door, Mo Mo and Zhang Xiaohua hurriedly got up and ran outside the door, and I followed closely.

As soon as he came to the door, he found that Yang Rushui, who had a goatee, was holding a thick silver needle in his right index finger and thumb, and was interluding towards a mound in front of him.

"Moan"

The moment the silver needle was inserted into the mound, a large amount of white smoke rose from the position of the silver needle, and at the same time, the whole village trembled violently, and a vague hissing sound came into the ears. All the villagers noticed this vision and looked up at the sky with a look of amazement.

Yang Rushui quickly withdrew the silver needle, these visions gradually disappeared, he stiffly faced the position where the silver needle had just been inserted, stretched out his right hand, and quickly calculated, after a long time, he stopped all his movements and stood motionless.

"Sir, what's wrong?" Ouyang Lu took a step forward and asked nervously.

Yang Rushui shook his goatee, and said with some excitement: "The mountains here are undulating, bending and bending, the east and west are fluctuating, the fish leaps and the kite flies, the southeast is accompanied by water, and the northwest is surrounded by mountains. ”

"What do you mean, sir?"

"To put it simply, there is a dragon vein hidden here. I believe Mr. Ouyang has also heard that most of the ancient emperors regarded themselves as the true dragon emperors, so the feng shui treasure that can nurture the emperor is called the dragon vein. Just like Chen Youliang and Zhu Yuanzhang's burial of the Feng Shui treasure land of the Five Dragons Holding the Holy and Tai Chi Halo, they are all treasures that can nurture the emperor. If you can be buried in the place of the dragon's head, in less than three generations, someone will be king among your descendants. ”

"That sir" Ouyang Lu looked happy.

Yang Rushui shook his head, interrupted him, and continued: "But the strange thing is that Ju Xiao said that after the death of the villagers here, they were all buried in the back mountain, although this back mountain is not the most critical place such as the dragon head and dragon heart of the dragon vein, but at least it can protect the descendants Ah, it stands to reason that there should be many dignitaries and nobles in this village in the past dynasties, how can no one have ever walked out of this village." If you don't understand the reason, if you rush to bury it, I'm afraid it will hurt your family. ”

"Could it be because of their ancestral precept that they are not allowed to leave the village for a month when they are eighteen years old?" Ouyang Lu asked a little anxiously.

"No, you don't understand." Yang Rushui shook his head, not giving Ouyang Lu face at all, Ouyang Lu was refuted again, his face was a little ugly, but Yang Rushui continued to say to himself, "The ancients said, 'Feng Shui is the study of heaven and earth, the art of kings'. Guo Pu's "Book of Burial" also has a cloud: "The mourner is angry." The yin and yang qi of the husband is the wind, the clouds are rising, the rain is raining, the earth is angry, and the hair is born in all things. People are affected by their parents, and their bodies are shaded, and they are blessed by ghosts and their descendants. This is the destiny of heaven, and it cannot be reversed by manpower. Is it because of the row of graves before entering the village? Or is it because the big banyan tree has changed the entire feng shui pattern of the village, or is it because of other reasons that this dragon vein is counterproductive and cannot protect the children and grandchildren? Give me another day, and I'll be able to figure out where the faucet is, and solve the crux of the problem. ”