Zhuo Xiong is also a practitioner, all the ones he learned are deadly killing moves, while quietly watching each other smile and talking, while looking for an opportunity to do it, the two are only an arm's length apart.

Zhuo Xiong, who was cold, suddenly said: "When you came out, did you tie up the sunspot of Brother Wen Bin's house?" ”

After a while, he immediately returned to normal and said, "It's tied, it's in the yard." ”

Zhuo Xiong nodded, and suddenly jumped up, and the dagger in his hand flashed and shouted: "Heizi has never been locked, who are you!" ”

Unexpectedly, the opponent's movements were also extremely fast, and a sideways flash, and the tip of Zhuoxiong's knife only cut through the opponent's clothes. The man took off his monk's robe and slapped it into the fire, and the burning wooden stick suddenly flew towards Zhuo Xiong, who couldn't dodge being concentrated in succession, and hurriedly threw out the fire on his body. When the fire was extinguished, there was still a shadow of "piercing brown", and the surroundings fell into a pitch black situation.

Zhuo Xiong is no stranger to the dark, he tries to calm his breathing, pays attention to the wind and grass around him, and after waiting for a while and there is no movement, he is ready to light the fire again in case of accidents.

In the dark night, a message came from near to far: "Take the copper bell, go to Dianjing Mountain before dark tomorrow, otherwise, the whole village of Liangjiagou will be buried!" ”

Brass bells? Dotted Mountain? This is the information that the two wind horses and cows are not related, Zhuo Xiong chased out more than two miles in the direction of the voice, and the other party disappeared into the night silently. He has to find Cha Wenbin quickly, that copper bell is not only about Hetu, but also about the life of Dashan!

He didn't dare to stay on this ground anymore, he found a tree and climbed up, and waited until dawn before he dared to come down, he had to go to Cha Wenbin, and what about Cha Wenbin last night? He had seen a true ancient ritual.

In the past, in the early years of our life, people also came in to ask for rain, and the live chicken was tied to a wooden stick and carried by two people, and the function of this chicken was similar to that of the soul-attracting chicken when it was buried, mainly for opening the way and for the priests. Cha Wenbin felt that this coffin and me on the coffin were the function of the chicken, and we would probably be sacrificed to this strange ritual!

His judgment came from those ancient incantations, which were more incomprehensible to the language of the ancient Qiang people, and began to mix with the local dialects after flowing into the Jiangnan generation. As a Taoist priest, he will also pray for rain, but in a completely different way than this, and in terms of effect, their way of praying for rain seems to be more spiritual, and they can bring the rain to the designated place, at the specified time.

These black shadows carried the coffin around the forest unhurriedly, and those places that seemed to have no road were able to walk out of a way, which showed that it was probably not the first time for these people to go up the mountain, and they were already familiar with this place. Cha Wenbin has always kept a distance of more than 100 meters from these black shadows, and he can't easily expose his existence now.

The black shadow carried the coffin to the top of Dianjing Mountain, and the sky was about to dawn, and the people under the mountain never knew that Dianjing Mountain would look like this, or that it would be such a scene hidden behind the dense vegetation of Dianjing Mountain!

Countless potholes with a diameter of water tanks are densely distributed throughout the hill, like a huge hornet's nest. It's a natural depression, the size of a football field, and the entire summit is a basin that sinks like a volcanic crater. The craters were located on the surface of the crater, and in the middle there was the largest crater, and the men were carrying the coffins to stop at the edge of the crater.

There was a huge long boulder straddling the cave at the edge of the cave, with stones on both sides, and the coffin was slowly erected on top of the boulder, and the black shadows began to kneel towards the place where the sun was about to rise. The solemn and ancient scriptures began to sound slowly, they prostrate themselves facing east, the dark clouds in the sky began to gather again, and when an incomparably gorgeous lightning streaked across the night sky, these people began to dance around the coffin.

It looks like a dance, but their rhythm is more like the common priests of ethnic minorities, Cha Wenbin secretly said that it is not good, he is not worried about the coffin, he is worried about the me on the coffin. That "me" is actually my soul, I don't know why I was chosen, could it be that I looked at them more than that night?

These rituals must be completed before sunrise, for all souls are blind. Cha Wenbin didn't dare to move and had to move, God knows what these black shadows are going to do!

It is estimated that it will be about ten minutes before sunrise, Cha Wenbin brought the seven-star sword with him when he went out on this trip, and the Great Seal of the Heavenly Master Dao Treasure was used by him at home to suppress ghosts, and it would be difficult to become powerful without a seal, but he still decided to take a risk.

Just as he was about to leave, several black shadows seemed to have completed their prelude ritual, and then the one on the coffin was gently picked up by a black shadow and walked to the edge of the pit.

First a black shadow jumped, then the second, then the third, until everyone jumped down, and finally the black shadow holding "me" turned to look at the place where Cha Wenbin was hiding, and then jumped down without any hesitation. The black shadows on the top of the entire mountain disappeared like this, leaving only a pitch-black coffin outside, strange and unsettling.

Zhuo Xiong had never been to Dianjing Mountain, and the West Tianmu Mountains were all primeval forests, so he had lost his direction at all. Stumbling back and forth in place, his mind full of the words he had left over from last night, he knew that dirty things weren't going to joke with him, because he was already feeling the power of the rain, which was so heavy that he could barely open his eyes. And wherever there are ditches around, there is muddy water rushing through, and if he does not find a way out, he is likely to be buried in this mudslide that will erupt at any time.

The rain in his ears was very heavy, and Zhuo Xiong vaguely heard a voice shouting: "Uncle Blind, is it you?" ”

It's a river map! How did this kid find himself, less than four or five meters away from him, Hetu was almost indistinguishable from the top and bottom of his body, and he was covered in mud. The two hid under a big tree, and Zhuo Xiong asked, "How did you find it?" ”

Hetu wiped his face and said mysteriously: "I said that you don't have to be afraid. ”

Zhuo Xiong was happy, thinking that your kid was still scaring me: "Say, your uncle has never seen anything with your master, what else can you be afraid of?" ”

Hetu poked Zhuo Xiong's next door, and said with his mouth towards the sky: "What do you think is that?" ”

"Where?"

"Right on the tree."

Zhuo Xiong took a closer look, and a black thing was squatting on a tree branch, staring at him with two eyes, it was a very large bird.

"Crows?" Zhuo Xiong was surprised.

Hetu said solemnly: "It has been screaming in my head last night, and in the morning I will take a section and it will fly for a while, and then it will bring me to you." Uncle, when this thing appears, something will definitely happen, what do you mean by it bringing me to you? ”

Zhuo Xiong picked up a stone from the ground and smashed it at the crow, startling the bird to flap its wings and rush towards the rain clouds. He clapped his hands and said, "It's boring, it's just a bird, if your Uncle Chaozi is here, can you shoot down and drink, do you believe it?" ”

Hetu stuck out his tongue and stopped talking, saying that Chaozi would go to fight crows and drink, and I am afraid that he would really be able to do this. When Hetu was a child, Chaozi once beat an owl in the chestnut grove behind the grave, and his reason was simply that the thing was so noisy that he couldn't sleep.

"So what now? Such rain. ”

"Go to your master." Zhuo Xiong thought for a while and said, "It was really not a brown last night, he seems to care about the bell in your hand, that thing is still in your hand, right?" ”

Hetu took out the bell from his pocket, which was only half the size of a palm, this thing Zhuo Xiong had seen on Qifeng Mountain.

"Where can I find my master?"

"Dotted Mountain!"

"How to get there?"

"I don't know."

Hetu: "......"

Zhuo Xiong put the brass bell in his pocket and put it away, and when he looked up, the crow flew back and squatted on the original branch, and his head was still turning in one direction from time to time.

There is something wrong with this crow, no bird dares to go back to its original place when it is frightened, is it really as Hetu said? However, Zhuo Xiong has never been afraid of death, so he raised his head and said to the crow: "The copper bell is here with me, if you are really one of them, take us to Dianjing Mountain!" ”

"Quack!" With a bang, the crow made people feel numb, and then their wings flapped and circled above their heads, Zhuo Xiong patted Hetu's head and said, "Do you dare to play with your uncle?" The rain was too heavy, and he didn't worry about letting Hetu go down the mountain alone, so he might as well simply take it with him.

"Why don't you dare, I have already figured it out, but the master has not allowed it."

"Well, let's follow the bird, since it can bring you here, it will definitely take us to your master!"