This five-element flag is a symbol of the power of the five elements, Cha Wenbin fixed the soil that let it hide with the five-element yellow flag, the earth is gold, and the things in the soil are led to the two copper coins, and the wood is the soil, and this cyan flag plays this role.

The mystery of the power of the five elements lies in the mutual restraint of each other, and this thing can escape from the earth, that is, it is born from the soil. Sure enough, when the small cyan flag was planted, the two copper coins trembled suddenly. Cha Wenbin has a handful of old incense ashes in his hand, these things are all old, and they must be used in the bottom layer of the incense burner in the Taoist temple or the land temple, and the longer the age, the more effective it is.

Yang handed over the incense ash in his hand, and after being a few meters away, it exploded and scattered, falling to the ground one after another. Cha Wenbin stepped forward, took out the two copper coins and pinched them in his hand, turned out a brush with cinnabar, took a deep breath and said: "Three feet through the ground, clay sculpture flesh and blood, no shadow to accompany you, the brush is an adult!" Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law! ”

After the incantation, he closed his eyes, held a copper coin in each hand in the palm of his hand, and interlocked his fingers to make a fist, with the brush in the middle. People who don't know are watching from the sidelines, thinking that he himself is holding a pen to draw something, but in fact, his hand is just playing a supporting role, and the pen is driving his palm to move. The direction in which the strokes were going was not under his control at all, and soon a red humanoid pattern appeared on the ground.

The dwarf looked at it and felt fresh, and asked Xuan lightly, "What is he doing here?" Dancing gods? ”

Yuan Min glared at him fiercely, and Xuan stared at Cha Wenbin intently, but the uneasiness in his eyes had gradually calmed down.

When he felt that the pen in his hand was no longer moving, Cha Wenbin opened his eyes, and he said that the two copper coins in the palm of his hand were placed towards the face of the human pattern, as if they were a pair of eyes.

He found that it was only a pattern the size of a six- or seven-year-old child, took out a long stick of incense, lit it aside, and then meditated on the spot and said, "Don't speak, and come and call me when this pillar of incense is gone." ”

Zhuo Xiong knew that he was settled, and immediately took a few steps back, far away from Cha Wenbin.

When he opened his eyes again, Cha Wenbin saw a little boy sitting on the ground in front of him, his face full of grievances, and his hands had been trapped together by a circle of red ropes.

The boy said he was a child, but he wasn't, because he had only a human form, but no human body. That delicate face was like a piece of paper, very thin and thin. Seeing that this child turned out to be like this, the murderous aura in his heart suddenly disappeared a lot, and he thought to himself, this is also a poor child, no wonder he.

This thing has a name called "Soul of Embarrassment", and he has been cursed viciously.

In ancient times, when witchcraft was prevalent, for certain priestly activities, people would come to a very vicious method: skinning people alive. A complete human skin was completely stripped from head to toe, and the soul was sealed inside. He was still alive when he was stripped of his body, and he was sacrificed in blood. The rest of the human skin will be buried, but because the spirit needs a physical body to exist, the spirit will be scattered, and the soul will continue to be sealed, and over time it will become a thing called "embarrassment".

Because they have no physical body, they look as thin as a piece of paper, and they will stick them on people's backs, waiting for an opportunity to kill them, so that they will take possession of other people's bodies and reincarnate. This kind of resentment is only his instinct to harm others, and it is the living who disrespect him first that causes the tragedy like this.

Cha Wenbin tried to communicate with him in ghost language, but he didn't understand what the kid said, but the little face was teary and wanted to urgently ask for this restraint. Cha Wenbin closed his eyes and sighed: "Okay, I should give you a ride, if you can understand what I said, take me to find your burial place." ”

By the time the incense burned out, he had already woken up. Put away the small flag on the ground and pick up the two copper coins again.

The two copper coins were only connected by a thread, and Cha Wenbin used the thin hair strand to hang on one of the copper coins and gave it to Chaozi and said: "You just turn in a circle in your hand, and follow me while turning, when this hair breaks, you stop." ”

With a "ding" sound, Cha Wenbin took out the evil bell and shook it: "Get up!" ”

This scene is a bit funny, the first few people had to go hard, according to Cha Wenbin's **, that pair of skins will appear at their feet anytime and anywhere, and no one wants to step on that thing.

When he walked about forty or fifty meters, the copper coin in Zhuo Xiong's hand was broken, and Cha Wenbin decisively shouted, "Stop!" ”

"Where's the copper coin?" Cha Wenbin asked.

Zhuo Xiong looked down to look for it, only to hear the dwarf crying and mourning and saying, "Hit my heel......"

The copper coin lay between his legs impartially, and Cha Wenbin also wanted to fix this guy, so he said: "This is the fate between him and you, give him the shovel." ”

Zhuo Xiong forced a smile and stuffed the folding shovel into the dwarf's hand and said, "Work hard, but don't dig up people's things, that's also disrespectful." ”

The dwarf looked at Cha Wenbin pitifully and said, "Can you change someone?" ”

Cha Wenbin shook his head and said, "No, whoever he chooses is whoever he chooses, which means that he likes you." If you want him to follow you for the rest of your life, then you let someone else dig it up. ”

"Dig! I'm digging! Don't tell him to follow me, can't I dig it? Looking at the dwarf's appearance, Yuan Min, who had always been serious, was about to laugh out loud.

He was quick at work, digging less than half a meter deep and digging into a wooden box.

"Bring things up."

The dwarf wanted to say if he could not move, but in a blink of an eye, what if he really wanted to top himself, I am not Xuan, I don't know those things that the gods are talking about, but I am not sure to get rid of them.

It's a small box, and the surface of the box is wrapped in a layer of raw cowhide, which is extremely tough. In the ice and snow, the hot cowhide that had just been peeled from the cow was put on this box, and the blood would congeale in an instant, and the skin and the box would be firmly glued together. Boxes made in this way are absolutely guaranteed that no air will enter inside, and the isolation effect is much better than sealing with pine resin.

The longer the raw cowhide becomes, the stronger it becomes, and it can only be cut with a dagger. When the thick layer of cowhide was cut, the exposed box was still the original color of the log, and the remaining blood stains on it were still bright red, as if it had just been pasted.

The dwarf frowned and said, "Do you want to open it?" He could imagine that if it was really opened, the smell of human skin inside would definitely not smell.

Cha Wenbin saw that it was almost over, and it was enough to teach him a lesson in the mouth, so he said: "No need, let's put the box here and burn it in a while." ”

He put the two copper coins on the box, cut a small figure with a piece of paper and pressed it on the box, and said to the little man: "Now that I have returned all the bones to you, you can go, and you can no longer keep the harm." ”

They all carried compressed fuel with them, and after pouring a little up, Cha Wenbin lit three more incense sticks and plugged them, lit the box with a fire, and recited the mantra of the past life at the same time: "The dust is eliminated, and the nine holes are receiving; Make me change, return to the form of a child; Ghosts are exceeded, and they all have to fly immortals......"

Cha Wenbin was chanting a mantra, and at the same time, there was another person's upper and lower lips moving, but his voice was not as loud as the burning sound, but all this made Cha Wenbin see it clearly.

The smell of the box burning was not only not the stench that the dwarf imagined, but a faint smell of sandalwood, the space here was very small, and the smoke could not be dispersed for a while, and this aroma was permeated everywhere. This is because the human skins in the wooden box have been stuffed with spices, which are used for embalming. Spices were prized in ancient times, which also shows that there must have been a glorious history here, and even the children who were sacrificed were buried in such a good way.

After all was done, Cha Wenbin found a black lump in the ashes in addition to the two burnt red copper coins. Cha Wenbin handed the copper wallet to the dwarf with a red cloth and said, "You put it in your pocket, when we go out, you find a place to bury it, and this child will follow you for a while." ”

This time, the dwarf refused to accept it, but Xuan said, "Give it to me." ”

Cha Wenbin glanced at him, Xuan's face was expressionless, but there was an indescribable expectation in his eyes, and he looked like he wanted to do this for the dwarf.

handed the red cloth to Xuan, Cha Wenbin wiped the black bump with it, and soon revealed its original color, which was an egg-sized cyan jade plaque, and the brand was engraved with a symbol that surprised him, it was a worm and bird inscription belonging to the ancient Qiang clan, this insect and bird inscription he recognized, and the high priest of Yun specially told him that this word represents the supreme right in the clan: Emperor!