returned to the old village chief's house, Ding Xiaocong was invited to the dinner table again, but he had a problem in his heart, he couldn't eat the taste of the food at all, and his mouth was like chewing sand.

The old village chief didn't know why, but he didn't dare to ask, so he had to be stupid and accompany him.

Hua Hongying knew Ding Xiaocong's troubles, but he knew that he had no ability, and he didn't dare to speak, for fear of saying the wrong thing. ”

Fire can destroy everything, if it can't be destroyed, it can only mean that the temperature is not enough, and burning it with fire can indeed extinguish that yang soul, but the problem is ...... Of course Ding Xiaocong thought about this method, but the things in it were too powerful, and no one present could resist at all, how should it be burned?

At this moment, Ding Xiaocong was frowning, and there was a sound of "swishing" outside the closed door of the old village chief's house, as if something was scratching the door.

"Who? Are you kidding! The old village chief was unhappy, and rushed over to open the door angrily.

The door was opened with a "creak", and the old village chief looked at it and muttered in confusion: "Why is there no one?" That's running too fast. ”

Ding Xiaocong, who was thinking about it, glared suddenly, and rushed to the gate, he didn't hear the footsteps at all just now, how could people run away? He thought that he hadn't investigated anything, and there was still something in Woniu Village!

But when I went to the door, I opened the witch's eyes and looked at it, there was nothing, it was clean.

"Hey, what is this?"

The words of the old village chief came from the side, Ding Xiaocong opened his eyes and saw that it was half a mandala leaf, and there were marks on it from the bite of fangs, so it seemed that it was not a person who scratched the door just now, but a beast in the mountain. It makes sense, the small beasts don't make a sound when they run, and they are so fast that it's normal not to see them.

"This is a mandala, it can anesthetize the nerves, sweep it." Ding Xiaocong said weakly, and walked back listlessly.

As he walked, Ding Xiaocong's footsteps became slower and slower, and finally stopped, turned back suddenly, and exclaimed: "Nerve anesthesia!" ”

As if there was a lightning bolt struck his brain, Ding Xiaocong suddenly became enlightened, anesthetized the thing with nerve anesthetics, and then designed it and burned it, so that it was feasible. The so-called nerve anesthetic, in fact, is anesthetized by the soul, no matter how powerful that thing is, it is still the soul, and it is a big deal to increase the dose.

"Old village chief, I need two things, a very large amount!" Ding Xiaocong, who suddenly broke through, grabbed the old village chief and almost shouted excitedly. This thing is like dispensing Chinese medicine, what he lacks is a medicine primer, and now once he grasps the key, all the links will be strung together.

Hua Hongying's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly came over, he wanted to see what method Ding Xiaocong, a big boy, could use to destroy that super yang soul.

Under the pressure of the two mages, the old village chief nodded blankly, "Just say whatever you need, even if it is to demolish my house." ”

"Hey! What am I doing demolishing your house? Ding Xiaocong was also speechless, and said, "I need a lot of mandala, and then ...... You also need 10 tons of coal, be careful, no coke, let alone anthracite, just mined coal, without any processing, without adding any additives. ”

"That's fine, I'll do it tonight, what are you going to do?" The old village chief was also aroused.

Ding Xiaocong smiled "hehe", full of confidence, and said mysteriously: "Let's just do this......"

"Huh?" After hearing this, the old village chief was instantly dumbfounded.

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The next day, early in the morning.

Ding Xiaocong got up early in the morning, and after washing up in a hurry, accompanied by Hua Hongying and the old village chief, he went straight to the water mill at the entrance of the village, and the critical moment to solve the night crying of the stone mill has arrived!

The old village chief accompanied Ding Xiaocong, who was striding meteors, and asked in a snort: "Little master, can this really work?" How do I feel a little ......"

"Unreliable, huh?" Ding Xiaocong smiled proudly, pretending to be profound: "Everything in heaven and earth has its own reason, those who don't understand it will feel ridiculous, and those who understand it will think it is reasonable." ”

The old village chief nodded and didn't say anything more, although he couldn't understand Ding Xiaocong's words, but he seemed to be very powerful.

Hua Hongying was on the other side of Ding Xiaocong, in good spirits, if the matter of Shi Mo's night crying was solved, he would be famous in this area in the future, and the financial resources would not be rolled in?

"I said Master Shallot Wow, I've worked with you more than once, why are your methods so weird every time?" Hua Hongying is also an insider, but he is also confused about Ding Xiaocong's practice model and has never heard of it.

Ding Xiaocong originally thought that there were only two witches in the world, he and Professor Shizun Mi, but later he asked Jiang Bai about this matter, and it turned out that this was not the case.

Listening to Jiang Bai, there are a total of four great witches in the world today, among which the ghost witch Professor Mi and the mountain witch Xuan Zhenzi are her fathers and mothers, in addition, there is also a water witch goddess and a heavenly witch (this is amazing!). ）。 In addition to the four great witches, there are two small witches left, that is, he Ding Xiaocong and Jiang Bai, in addition, as far as I know, there are no witches in the world.

In other words, these six are the entire lineup of modern witches, and it seems that there is only a little ghost witch like him who comes out to do things. Since about 3,000 years ago, after the basic severance of witchcraft, the original dominant witch culture has died out in China, annihilated in the long river of history, to this day, no one in the world recognizes it......

However, Ding Xiaocong is not interested in this, the master and the master have said that he should not use witchcraft easily, and he will be an ordinary person in the future.

"That's your lack of knowledge, and I'm a family heirloom." Ding Xiaocong slipped out of his mouth, Hua Hongying also believed it, and said that he would visit Ding Xiaocong's parents another day......

Talking all the way, he walked to the door of the water mill after a while, and Ding Xiaocong looked at it, his mouth was wide open. I saw that against the water mill, there was a large pile of freshly cut mandalas, almost level with the roof, and a large truck was parked on the side of the mandala mountain, which was full of a whole cart of raw coal!

"Oh my God! That's an exaggeration, isn't it? Ding Xiaocong didn't expect that the old village chief would do things so thoroughly.

The old village chief smiled and said: "It's nothing, the mandala was cut by our village people themselves, and the three mountains have been cut, all here." As for this coal...... My son contracted the Nanguan Coal Mine, which is home-grown, and was mined overtime last night and delivered immediately. ”

"That's right." The old village chief remembered another thing, and said as if offering treasure: "Look over there, the excavator is digging, and it will be fine immediately." ”

Ding Xiaocong tiptoed to see that an excavator dozens of meters away was spraying black smoke for construction, and a pit had been dug out of the ground.

"Okay!" Things are even better than he thought, Ding Xiaocong is more confident, "Everyone is waiting outside, mandala, pay attention to wearing masks." You two hand me something at the door, and someone on the roof listens to me, and we'll get to work!" ”