I looked in horror at the ugly and frightening monster in front of me. This should be the yellow-skinned demon that grandma said in her mouth.

The demon looked directly at me with an extremely strange squinting eye, which glowed green with a kind of ubiquitous cunning that is peculiar to yellow skins. It seemed to be smiling, and the corners of its mouth curled up in a very strange arc. I saw that its body was constantly elongated and thinned, and when it was wearing my grandmother's clothes and constantly turning into demonic energy, and the demonic energy was no longer blurred and blocking the field of vision, I saw the real appearance of this yellow-skinned demon, it stood like a human, wearing a cyan Tang costume, relatively new, it didn't look abrupt at all, it fit very well, if you didn't look at that hairy and terrifying face, you would think it was a neatly dressed literati and ink writer.

Mutter!

The yellow-skinned demon in front of me let out a low, high-pitched cry, and then I saw a sudden shake in front of me, and when I blinked again, I found that it was already standing in front of me! The pointed mouth rushed close to me, almost touching my face!

I saw the teeth baring out of its mouth, rows of them, as if they had been polished, extremely sharp, and there were a lot of scarlet muscles on them, and a disgusting stench came directly to my face. Faced with such a scene, I was immediately paralyzed on the ground with my fright, and subconsciously propped my hands on the ground and kept moving my head back, and the yellow-skinned demon was also constantly approaching me in small steps, looking at me condescendingly with his head down, as if a kind of playful contempt.

My mind was completely blank, I had no idea what I was going to do, all my reactions were instinctively reflexed, and the thought of running away didn't even come to my mind.

Grandma's voice in my ears is getting less and less clear, probably getting farther and farther away from me. I fell into despair, I shouldn't have listened to my grandmother and came to the Black Forest, this place is really unusual, my life may be here tonight, when I think of this, I blink my eyes and want to cry, but I don't have time to shed tears, and my emotions are firmly surrounded by fear.

Look at the yellow-skinned demon again, at this time, it suddenly and slowly raised its hand, to be precise, claws with hook-like nails. The claws reflected a cold white light in the hairy moonlight, reflecting on my already pale face. In the next second, the yellow-skinned demon rushed towards me at a very fast speed, dragging layers of ghosted demonic qi superimposed on its back, and its claws were aimed at my throat.

At that moment, I felt like I was going to finish the calf, and I was going to die in vain in this place where birds don't, I wanted to learn the same as in the novel, close my eyes when I was dying, like a martyr, but before I closed my eyes, I heard a bang, and then I saw a firelight slamming towards the yellow-skinned demon in front of me, and then there was a bang, and it hit the belly of the yellow-skinned demon firmly, bursting out countless hot sparks, Sent the yellow-skinned demon several meters away.

I looked in the direction of the fire, and saw my grandmother standing a few steps away from me with a cold face, holding a shotgun and wisps of white smoke rising from the bridge. She grimaced and stared directly at the yellow-skinned demon lying on the ground.

Not far away, the yellow-skinned demon who had been shot seemed to have been drained of strength, lying lifeless on its side on the ground, its two calves twitching constantly, and a thumb-sized blood hole appeared on its abdomen, constantly surging with blood. At the same time, I also saw that the concentration of the demonic energy that permeated its body was constantly becoming weaker.

Grandma put the shotgun back on her back, walked towards me, crouched down to help me up, and patted the dust on my trousers. I looked at my grandmother, my eyes couldn't help but tear, just when I wanted to cry, my grandmother suddenly turned to my head is a brain melon, knocking my head numb, and then I heard my grandmother yelling at me: "You cub! Tell you to follow the back of my ass, where are you stunned! If I hadn't come in time, you'd have waited to be stripped naked by the monster and eaten! ”

I was yelled at and immediately held back my tears, and suddenly I fell down again, drooping my head and not daring to speak. Grandma then poked me in the forehead with her skinny index finger, then let out a long sigh and got up and walked towards the yellow-skinned demon.

The yellow-skinned demon was barely able to move now, lying on the ground with a blank face, as if it were dead. I wondered at the time, can the youkai who scared me so much to pee my pants just now end up in such an embarrassing end? I quietly followed my grandmother and leaned over to look, and I saw that the eyes of the yellow-skinned demon were long, shrunken, like beans, and almost all of them were whites, and the pupils were so black that they were almost invisible if you didn't look carefully. The strange thing is that no matter which angle I look at, those eyes seem to be staring at me with a hint of hatred, with a hint of anger.

At this time, grandma's eyes suddenly felt wrong, she seemed to notice something suspicious, walked around the body of the yellow-skinned demon a few times, and then slapped her thigh suddenly: "Oops! ”

When I saw my grandmother's actions, I panicked a little and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Grandma didn't look at me, her eyes were still looking at the yellow-skinned demon seriously, and then she suddenly stepped on the yellow-skinned head, only to see that the yellow-skinned demon's head collapsed instantly, like a leaky leather ball, and finally only saw a stack of crumpled skin!

"It's just a fox skin, the beast escaped." Grandma said with a cold face.

After listening to my grandmother's words, I took a closer look at the yellow-skinned demon, and sure enough, it was no wonder that the whole body looked very swollen as if it was inflated, and it turned out to be just a layer of skin. The golden cicada is out of its shell, and the nature of the yellow skin is really cunning!

I looked up at my grandmother, who seemed to be at a loss, and I didn't dare to mention the idea of patting my ass and going home, not knowing what we were going to do next. Grandma stayed around the skin left behind by the yellow-skinned demon for a while, then straightened her back again, put her hands behind her back, and glanced at me, motioning for me to continue following her. I also learned to be obedient this time, and instead of hiding behind my ass, I stayed next to my grandmother and walked side by side.

The wrinkles on my grandmother's face never stretched, and her face was so stinky that I was afraid that if I said the wrong thing, I would scold me to death, and I barely said a word along the way, not even humming. To tell the truth, now I have a little palpitations, when the claws of the yellow-skinned demon were almost hooked into my braincase, very good, fortunately, my reaction was fast enough at that time, and I realized it immediately, and the claws were just scraping a little flesh, if it was a few seconds later, it is estimated that the little head melon was opened like cutting a watermelon. The blood from the wound stopped draining after a while, and it quickly scabbed over.

After walking a long distance, I suddenly caught a glimpse of my grandmother's hand as if she was holding something, round, square, cyan and a little black, which looked very delicate. I stood on tiptoe and looked at what appeared to be a bronze plate, wrapped in rags, with a dense number of characters on the exposed part, and something like a compass in the middle.

"Grandma, grandma." I gently tugged at the corner of my grandmother's clothes, "What's in your hand?" ”

Grandma didn't turn her head to look at me, her head still looked down at the thing, and whispered, "Compass." ”

That's when I got the impression that I had seen this thing, and I couldn't name it at the time, but I thought it was weird and small. As for where to see it, it is nothing more than that after the dead people in the village, people ask Taoist priests to look at the cemetery, and those gentlemen will have this thing in their hands.

"What are you doing with the compass?"

"Kanyu."

"Shame?"

Grandma still didn't look up: "Kanyu, that is, feng shui, is a long-standing mystic art left by our ancestors, the Jin Dynasty "Funeral Book" has clouds: the burial person, the anger is also angry, the air is dispersed by the wind, the boundary water is stopped, the ancients gather to make it not disperse, and the line is stopped, so it is called feng shui, the law of feng shui, the water is the first, and the Tibetan wind is second. To put it simply, the art of Feng Shui is the art of Xiangdi, which is the choice of the location of the Yang or Yin House, that is, the choice of the place to live or be buried. And the compass is an auxiliary tool to find Feng Shui. Our ancestors believed that there is a qi in the human body, and this qi is controlled by the qi of the universe, and the harmony between the two is auspicious, and discord is evil, so they recorded the stars, five elements, and stems of the universe on the compass, and we can find a specific position through the rotation of the magnetic needle on it. ”

I wondered, "A specific location?" What specific location? ”

At this time, my grandmother finally stopped, raised her head to look at me, and suddenly asked coldly, "Xuan'er, have you ever heard of tomb robbing?" ”

I was stunned, not knowing what Grandma was doing, but I nodded.

Grandma didn't rush to speak, just smacked her lips - her craving seemed to be back in the loop. Grandma took out her precious cigarette gun and a bag of tobacco from her bosom again, stuffed the tobacco into the muzzle, filled it to the brim, struck a match and lit it, put it in her mouth and smoked it fiercely, and after spitting out the smoke in her mouth, she continued: "When a person dies, he puts it in a coffin, and the place where it is placed is called a tomb, and someone will steal the treasure that is buried for the reason, which is called tomb robbery; And demons have human nature, similar habits to people, the same family, clan, and even tribe. Like people, they will be put into a coffin after death, and the place where the coffin is placed is called a mound, and someone will steal the treasures hidden in it, which is called a demon mound. ”

"Demon Thief?"

"Yes." Grandma took several puffs of time, and the smoke filled her surroundings, making me a little unable to see her face, "Do you know why I often go out early and return late all these years?" ”

I shook my head. Indeed, something that has always been curious at this time.

"Because almost every day, I am doing the work of robbing the demon mound. I've been in this business for almost 40 years, and it was my grandfather who influenced me to get started in this business. My grandfather was an ordinary worker in the Jiangnan shipyard at that time, since the late Republic of China, the economic downturn made him not have to find a job that can eat well, he followed an old Taoist priest into this industry, learned a good craft, and slowly mixed up in this line of work, until I was born later, because I was the only grandchild of the family at that time, my grandfather passed this craft to me so that I could make a living. It's a dangerous business, and I thought I'd take it with me in the coffin, but now my family's land has been confiscated by the government, and I can't grow crops, so I don't have any income. You are the only heir in the family, I have to let the incense of the old Xu family burn vigorously. Oh, it's also interesting to say, male to female, female to male, Xuan'er, from tonight, I will pass on the craftsmanship of the demon mound thief to you. ”

Grandma took a few last puffs, smoked the fire from the cigarette in her mouth, smoked it scarlet, and then knocked the ash on the trunk of the tree, raised the cigarette gun and pointed at a place, turned to me and said, "That's where the demon mound is." ”

I looked in the direction my grandmother was pointing, and it was a large clearing, without the dark trees, and from here I could see the mountains in the background. It was then that I realized that without the cover of the dense trees, the moonlight shone here, making the clearing glitter with silver, as if it had been covered with a layer of silver leaf.

"Surrounded by mountains on three sides, with a bright moon on the top of your head, heaven and earth gather aura."

Grandma suddenly muttered at this time, which sounded a little esoteric, and I didn't know what she was talking about for a while. She saw that I didn't understand what she meant, so she explained: "Xuan'er, you see, this open space is surrounded by mountains on three sides, east and west, north and west, like a hand holding the moon on the head, and the light from the moon on the head is firmly held by the mountains on three sides. ”

I nodded as if I didn't understand, but I also knew something in my heart, and this was the first time I had come into contact with the knowledge of the demon mound. I looked at the clearing, it was different from what I had seen at the top of the village hill, there were no graves, no tombstones, just a flat patch, the land was slightly black, and it looked like the face of a poisoned man. I wondered what this demon mound looked like.

I asked, "Grandma, how do you get into this mound, isn't it the same as robbing a tomb?" ”

"It's not. Compared to tomb robbing, robbing the demon mound is not much strength, and it is not so troublesome. Grandma kicked the cigarette back into her arms, pulled down the collar, rubbed her hands, and continued: "In our business, the entrance to the demon mound is called the mound eye. Unlike tomb robbing, the mound eye not only relies on materials such as stone or metal to seal the mound, but also relies on demonic energy. The demon is cultivated from all kinds of things, it is different from people, it will have mana, the size of the mana determines the demon qi, and the demon qi determines the mound eye, that is to say, the stronger the mana of a demon, the harder the mound eye it turns out, and the more difficult it is to enter the demon mound. ”

"So, how do we open this mound eye? Is it also mana? ”

Grandma touched my head: "Silly boy, you have to remember that as long as you are human, you will never have mana, but people can do many things that mana can't." With that, I came to the middle of the clearing, and at that moment, I felt a yin wind blowing, very small, but you could feel the domineering force, as if it was angry at our involvement.

Grandma took out a small porcelain bottle from the blue package, stuffed with a red cloth on it. Grandma pulled out the clogged red cloth, poured the bottle over, and poured the contents onto the land. When I saw it by the bright moonlight, it was blood! It's bright red and looks very sticky.

"It's black dog blood." Grandma explained: "The dog is an animal of yang, not afraid of yin and evil, in the twelve earthly branches of the gossip, the direction is 戌, and the mound eye of the demon mound is usually facing the southeast, the direction is Chen, the two are against each other, you can force out the mound eye." ”

After hearing this, I kept staring at the place where the black dog's blood fell, and the ground in that position continued to pour in as the black dog's blood continued to pour in, and white gas continued to come out, like a scorching steam, with a scorching sound. At first, the gas was still white and transparent, but slowly it began to become turbid, until finally, the color tended to brown and yellow, exactly like the demon qi on the yellow-skinned demon!

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the dirt and sand on that spot were rattling, and then, as if a wind was blowing them, slowly dispersed in all directions, and at the same time, more and more demonic energy came out of the ground, and my grandmother quietly retreated to the side.

After two minutes, the sand in that position was almost gone, revealing a strangely shaped stone slab carved with dense inscriptions and patterns, and in the center of it, a simple but strange eye was carved.