The old man with a scarface shook his head, saying that he didn't know very well, but once in a battle between the two gods and the thing, he saw that the thing had a humanoid body and two curved horns on its head.

The two door gods raised by Liang Tian were able to resist the invasion of the horned people at first, but later, there were fewer and fewer ghosts in the deep pit of the village fort, and there was no more food to feed the two door gods, so Liang Tian used his brain.

Hearing this, I glanced at Nameless and already had the answer in my heart.

"The book "Zhensha Spectrum" handed down by the ancestor of the Yellow River Water Ghost also records another vicious magic, which is to raise the so-called Yin slaves." The old man with a scarface said.

I frowned slightly, I had heard the story of the Yin Slave.

Moreover, when we first came to Pukou Township before, when we rested at Brother Sun's house near the Dang River, the little water ghost we encountered was the Yin slave raised by Liang Tian.

It's just that I heard that the people who raise Yin slaves have never ended well, so Liang Tian is not worried that he will not die well?

Nameless and Xiao Xiyue both asked the old man with a scarface, what kind of magic is the art of the Yin Slave?

But that Liang Tian has always been secretive, and the old man with the scarface can't say it, so I can only explain it to them.

This kind of magic came from the Tang Dynasty, and it is said that it came from the dirty sand gate of worshipping the evil Buddha.

There are not many evil sects in Buddhism, so I was very impressed when I read this story about Yin slave in "Continuing the Mystery Record".

It is said that at the end of the Tang Dynasty, there were years of war, the people's livelihood withered, and there were not as many living people as the graves on the mountain.

There is a Shiziling village in the Central Plains, because it is located on the border of four provinces, it is even more connected by military disasters, and the mass burial of starvation and refugees in the mountains is innumerable.

There is a temple in the barren mound of Shiziling, and there is a leper monk living in it.

It's also strange to say, this monk sleeps in addition to eating, but the temple is clean, not a trace of dust falls, I don't see the monk carrying water, chopping firewood or anything, the water tank in the temple is full every day, and the stove will be stacked with firewood every other day.

Some people think that the monk did it quietly by himself while it was dark, and the villager Xu Er was bold enough to sneak in the beech trees outside the temple wall in the middle of the night.

The monk slept until midnight and got up. I saw him holding a handful of peach branches, walking into the barren mound in the backyard of the temple, chanting words in his mouth, and then beating the tomb with a peach branch, I saw four or five ghosts jumping out of the tomb, kowtowing to the monk.

The monk shouted, "You, chopping wood!" ”

Pointing to another: "You, carry water!" ”

The ghosts said yes and got up to work.

Those who carry water, chop wood, and make fires to cook and clean the courtyard, all of which are in good order.

Xu Er was shocked, accidentally fell from the beech tree, and fainted on the bluestone steps under the tree.

When he woke up, he was found lying on top of a temple futon.

The leper monk was kind and kind-eyed, and was bandaging his wounds. Xu Er was frightened and did not retreat, and the monk comforted him and said: "Don't panic, don't panic, this is just a few yin slaves that I raised, who usually clean the courtyard for me and take care of my daily life." ”

The monk bandaged Xu Er's wounds, sent him out of the temple, and instructed him: "The donor can come to the temple to talk about it when he is free, and what he sees at night must not be humane!" ”

Xu Er couldn't walk, and the monk also sent a yin slave to carry him down the mountain.

Xu Er only heard the whirring wind in his ears, and his eyes were closed, but he had already gone out of the mountain road, and when he arrived at the entrance of the village, he was immediately shocked, you know, the rugged mountain road usually takes one or two hours.

After that, Xu Er really kept his promise, and did not confide in others about the Yin slave.

When he was fine, he sent some fresh fruits and vegetables up the mountain to the leper monk, and the monk was also happy to accept it.

Sometimes he also invited Xu Er to drink some vegetarian wine and taste the food made by Yin Nu, which was actually very sweet and delicious, and the two formed a deep friendship.

When the wine was hot, Xu Er wanted to ask the monk to teach him the art of controlling the yin slave, or he could call some yin slaves to help him plough the fields and do some farm work or something, but the monk listened to it and shook his head, saying that it was the price of such a strange technique, and ordinary people could not afford it.

One day, a group of bandits came down from Shiziling, and there were as many as a thousand people.

They were defeated on the battlefield, hungry and thirsty, there were no people along the way, and finally found the village of Shiziling, the bandits were ecstatic, fortunately Xu Er learned the news in advance, and fled to the temple in the mountains with more than 100 villagers, but the bandits followed and surrounded the temple as if it were an iron bucket.

The bandit leader sent someone to spread the word that the Buddha gate was pure and could not bear to kill, and asked the monk to quickly send those "two-legged sheep" out of the temple gate, if not, the temple would be set on fire.

The leper monk shouted through the door: "Chief, please be relieved, give me half an hour, I will make a puja for the villagers, and it will be better if you eat them at that time." ”

Immediately, the leper monk placed the frightened villagers in the Buddhist hall to rest, and then quietly dragged Xu Er to the backyard. The monk said, "Before, do you know why I refused to teach you the art of controlling the yin slave? ”

Xu Er shook his head.

The monk said: Raising Yin slaves needs to be fed with human blood from time to time, and there is no other plan at the moment, only Yin soldiers to defend them.

Xu Erdao: "Where are the Yin soldiers coming from right now?" ”

The monk said: "All the undead in the back mountain must be awakened, and they must rise up to resist the strong enemy." ”

Xu Er was overjoyed, but hesitated: "Those yin slaves of yours, it's okay to clean up, I'm afraid it's not good to fight!" ”

The monk replied, "It doesn't matter, if you feed it with my blood, it must be as strong as a mountain." ”

Immediately, the monk vomited a spell, held a peach branch in his hand, and wandered among the barren mounds, and the ghost slaves were recruited one after another, and there were still hundreds of people.

The monk cut the middle fingers of both hands and let the yin slaves drink his blood, and after the yin slaves drank the blood, they howled like wolves, and then chopped off the green bamboo in the backyard as a knife and killed the bandits outside the courtyard.

When the bandits saw that they were neither human nor beast, they were terrified, and raised their swords to resist them, and they made a mess.

The Yin soldiers rushed into the formation, wielding bamboo knives and slashing and chopping, and the bamboo pieces that seemed to have no blades and blades were actually extremely powerful.

And the saber of the bandits, slashed on the body of the Yin soldier, but it was like cutting cotton wool, light and nothing.

At this time, Xu Er also led the villagers to stand on the courtyard wall and throw stones at the group of bandits to help the Yin slaves.

The bandits were frightened and frightened, and wailed.

A fight came down. Nine out of ten of the bandits were killed and wounded, and the rest scattered as birds and beasts and fled down the mountain.

And those yin slave blood spirits gradually disappeared, and all of them escaped into the tomb, and disappeared suddenly.

Xu Er led the villagers and wanted to come to worship the leper monk, and when he arrived in the backyard, he saw the monk standing at the stone table, his blood had already dried up, and he had been dead for a while.

The so-called yin slave in this story is actually the same as raising a little ghost, although it is quite useful, but it needs to be fed with the essence and blood of a living person.

That Liang Tian estimated that he used the methods in "Zhensha Spectrum" to raise a large number of water ghosts and yin slaves, ready to be used as fodder for the ghosts and gods he raised.

Who would have thought that snakes and rats would also eat, and his blood alone could not raise so many yin slaves, so it was the idea of those innocent people who wandered around the river.

After hearing this, the scar-faced old man also sighed, saying that it was the Yellow River Water Ghost three years ago, and only he and Hantou were left dead, as well as Liang Tian, after Liang Tian escaped, the things in the transparent coffin have also been pestering him, and he didn't care about the two people in the village fort anymore, it is estimated that after that thing kills Liang Tian, he will come back to take the lives of the two of them.

There was nothing we could do about it, and the cause and effect of their own provocation could only be ended by themselves, and when we returned to the house, I told the old man with the scarred face about the greatest purpose of our trip, and asked him for the seal of the town.

After hearing this, the old man with a scarface got up and took a box to me, saying that since it was a matter of saving people, he would take it.

I was so surprised that I forgot to say thank you, I didn't expect this to go so smoothly.

The scar-faced old man just smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying that the Yellow River water ghost is about to be extinct, and the one who started it is also running for his life, what is the point of this town river seal still remaining.

I was inexplicably sad to hear it, but I thought, is this scar-faced old man hiding something from me?

If they had just dug up the transparent jade coffin and captured a few human-faced bees along the way, how could the contents of the coffin have been pestering them for more than ten years? We have to kill them all.

However, before I can solve this doubt, I also want to ask this scarfaced old man, a very important thing.

"Do you know a formation? It is related to Dayu, and three sacrifices are to be sacrificed, which are demons, people, and gods. I said.

The old man with the scarface was very dazed, so let me describe it more specifically.

I could only use my soul painting skills, found a piece of black charcoal from the stove next to me, and painted the relief mural in the monument of King Yu on the ground.

And the old man with the scarred face instantly dropped his jaw, and said in shock: "Isn't this the King Yu Flooding Array?" ”

"King Yu's Water Array?" My eyes widened.

At this time, the fool suddenly ran into the house in a hurry, and gestured to the scar-faced old man with great excitement.

"You said the head hitter came back?" The old man with a scarface stared wide-eyed.

Immediately, the old man with a scarface jumped directly from his chair and walked towards the outside of the village fort.

We followed him out of the doorway, and behold, a pale, thin man who had no longer looked good, stood there, his thinness was so exaggerated, as if a gust of wind could blow him away at any moment.

"This person is Liang Tian?" I looked at him in amazement.

What surprised me even more was that behind Liang Tian, there should be more than 100 people wearing robes and hats, all of whom looked like water ghosts.

"Hit ...... Hit the head, you ......" The scar-faced old man looked at Liang Tian blankly.

"Hurry up, let the door god on the door, eat these yin slaves, that guy...... It's coming soon. Liang Tian said weakly.