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This superson is not a big deal, so Zhuo Xiong woke up after pinching it for a while, but he woke up and felt dizzy in his head and stars in his eyes, and it seemed that he had no chance of running away with a slight concussion.

Although Chaozi was clamoring to cut off his face, he could only sit helplessly with Lao Wang at this moment, because he found that as long as he wanted to stand up, his heart would be nauseous.

By the time Zhuo Xiong went back, Cha Wenbin had already bandaged the two wounds on his face with incense ash. Fortunately, these two shots were extremely accurate, and they didn't hit the bones, but the power of the sand eagle was still too strong, almost clinging to the bones, and the half of the strong arm muscles of the horizontal face were almost blown away.

This is ready to go, pull these three sick numbers, spread them on Cha Wenbin's head, and he has no choice but to do his best. If an ordinary person was so seriously injured, I am afraid that he would have fainted in pain, but that horizontal face was desperately on the ground, looking like he wanted to make a death or death.

"Zhuo Xiong, you take care of him, you have to get it for a while." Cha Wenbin cut open a bag of black dog blood, and the smell of blood floated out, and when Heng Rou Face smelled this smell, his eyes were about to burst out, although his body was still tied, but the ruthlessness still made Zhuo Xiong feel very difficult to press on him.

So far, Cha Wenbin is just sure that this kid is making trouble, and he doesn't know what kind of murder he is making at all. The middle finger was stained with a little black dog blood, and he wiped it vigorously on the forehead that was already blurred on the horizontal face, and the kid immediately screamed like killing a pig, if it wasn't for stuffing something in his mouth, it was estimated that he would be able to shout at this time.

He also carried another thing on his body all the year round, a small white porcelain net bottle, which was plugged with a stopper, and wrapped in a thick layer of cotton wool taken out of the torn cotton wool. There is a Chinese idiom called killing chickens with a knife, in fact, the real master of killing cattle can use a knife much smaller than killing chickens.

This cow is a very human animal, when it is young and strong, it ploughs the fields for people, works hard, and when it can't do it anymore, it will be dragged out to be slaughtered and sold for meat.

How do masters kill cows? At my grandmother's house, there was such a master, who would call Cha Wenbin before slaughtering the cow every time and ask him to come and get something. What to take? It's this cow tear.

It is said that no matter what happens on this day, the owner will not let the cow work again, but will prepare good forage for it to eat, so that it can live a good life in this life.

In the evening, the master would lead the oxen to the entrance of the village, and there was a big tree there, and they tied it to the big tree. At this time, the host's family will turn their backs, some people will cry secretly, and the children and women who come to watch will usually be driven home, and the master of the cattle slaughter will come with Cha Wenbin.

The cattle slaughterer grabs a handful of grass and brings it to the cow's mouth, which is usually not eaten by the cow, and then the cow slaughterer begins to gently stroke the cow's back, put his mouth to the cow's ear and whisper a few words. After a while, I saw that the big yellow cow would kneel on the ground in the direction of the owner, and then Cha Wenbin immediately put the small net bottle under the corner of the cow's eyes, and after a while, the big bull's tears flowed out.

Then a small bag will slowly bulge behind the neck of the ox, and then the slaughterer will open his dick and take out a narrow and sharp knife, which is half the size of a fruit knife.

The cattle slaughterer touched the bag with one hand, and the other hand was hanging in the air, and when the small bag on the cow's back was the size of steamed buns, Cha Wenbin also received enough cow tears he needed. At this time, the cattle slaughterer will shout: "One knife away!" Then the knife in the other hand stabbed into the small bag on the back of the cow's neck, and the old cow immediately returned to the west.

It's not uncommon for people to be excessive, but Cha Wenbin will give cattle a practice. It is said that this cow is reincarnated in this life to repay the master's kindness in the previous life, there is a saying is not called the next life to make you a cow and a horse, this promise will be fulfilled, so Cha Wenbin will also give a simple death spell to send a send, which has been with people for a long time The animals have been a little popular, and it is not uncommon to be haunted by animals in the countryside, and it is not uncommon to take this cow tears, which is considered to be a favor for it.

Because this ox is upright, honest and loyal, the tears of the ox have a special use, that is, to be able to see some things that are invisible to the human eye, especially those that cannot be seen with the Tao.

This Cha Wenbin first dipped a few cow tears with his index finger, and then lit a stick of incense, which was dedicated to the old cow, meaning to borrow its eyes to see something. Then drip the tears on the fingers to the incense, three drops, and before they drop, the water and the fire meet and make a "bang" sound. Three drops of cow tears, the incense is still burning, that means that the old scalper is willing to borrow your eyes to use, if the incense is extinguished, you can't borrow your eyes.

After these three drops, the incense not only did not go out, but burned more and more. Cha Wenbin hurriedly smeared a few more drops on his eyelids, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that the fleshy face was wrapped in a black thing, and he couldn't see why, but he was struggling desperately. He walked over there and simply took the remaining black dog blood and sprinkled it on the head of the cross-fleshed face, which made him struggle more and more, and almost threw Zhuo Xiong off his body several times.

This black dog's blood has always been something to restrain evil energy, and slowly the layer of black qi on the body of the horizontal flesh face began to disperse, and Cha Wenbin found that his body was vaguely surrounded by a circle of vines, and his feet were also tied by a layer of old tree roots. The heads of the vines looked like snakeheads, and they were trying to drill out, but the hemp rope trapped them.

"That's what it is!" Cha Wenbin immediately copied out the black talisman that had been drawn, and pasted it on the chest of the horizontal face, and those vines wanted to drill into it, and the expression of the horizontal face began to be not as fierce as before, but became very painful.

Zhuo Xiong saw his brother suffering, and hurriedly asked, "How is Brother Wen Bin?" ”

Cha Wenbin wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "I have been walking for so many years, and it is the first time I have seen this thing. This thing is called the charm, it is said that it is the mountain god who has cultivated into the essence, and it has been recorded in the book that 'the first time to pass through the charm of the painting, and the realm of no one', this thing will only appear in the inaccessible deep mountains and old forests, and it is considered to be a fine thing. No wonder it's not afraid of Dementor Grass, to put it bluntly, it's a tree spirit. ”

"Dryads? Can trees become essences? "Zhuo Xiong had only heard from the old man that some animals, such as foxes and weasels, could become sperm, and he had never heard that plants could become sperm.

"Hey," Cha Wenbin sighed and said: "This kind of feng shui dead land that has not been encountered for thousands of years has gathered too much yin energy, and such a thing can be regarded as creation, just like the tree planted in front of the Taoist temple, after listening to the Tao for a long time, it will naturally have a doorway." After staying in this ghost nest for a long time, it will naturally become such an evil thing, but the spirit is different from the ghost, it has no soul and no soul, and it is estimated that the method of people is not of much use. ”

Cha Wenbin used the past method of being possessed by ghosts first, and the glutinous rice was sprinkled, the dog's blood was smeared, and the rune paper was burned, but the horizontal face was not only not at all good, but the panting became thicker and thicker. The cow tears on Cha Wenbin's eyes had already dried at this time, and he hurriedly made up a few drops to take a look, and the neck of the horizontal face had been tightly twisted by layers of vines, and if he didn't think of a way, it was estimated that he would soon lose his breath.

There is not much time for Cha Wenbin to think, because most Taoist charms and Taoism are invented for people, because whether it is a ghost, a soul or a god, it is another way of human existence. But this spirit is different, especially the plant ones, they have no soul and no soul, but since this hemp god can trap it, and the black dog blood can also make it afraid, it means that there is still a little similarity.

"Dryads, dryads." Cha Wenbin's mouth kept chattering, hoping to think of something from which classic, and suddenly his head flashed: "Tree spirit, wood!" By the way, Jin Kemu, this wood can be cut by a wood knife! ”

As he spoke, he immediately took out the seven-star sword and swept it towards the skin on the neck of the horizontal face, only to see those vines being cut down one after another, and in an instant, Zhuo Xiong felt that a dead branch was scattered on the top of his head, and he didn't know where it came from.

Cha Wenbin looked up and saw that on the top of his head off the ground, there were many trees and vines coiled there. Seeing that this trick worked, he immediately slashed a few more times, until there were no more vines wrapped around Heng Flesh Face's neck, and his breathing began to stabilize.

Then he swung his sword at him again, and when Chaozi looked at it, he felt that Cha Wenbin was like a jumping god, slashing at the empty horizontal face, but there were more and more dead branches scattered on the ground......

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