The noon sun hung high in the sky, and in the middle of July, there was no obstruction, and the earth was all hot. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On the path by the field, a young man in a white shirt and black jeans was sitting under a large rock to cool off.

He held a money sword in his right hand and a feng shui plate in his left hand, looking at the two mountains not far ahead.

"It's strange that there is a path in the middle of the mountain, and the sun can't shine into it, so something strange must happen from time to time."

As he muttered to himself, he looked to the other side and saw that it was a rice field, and at this time, some rice was being planted.

The young man's name is Yu Xiao, and his family lives in the mountains not far from here, but today is the first time he has gone down the mountain, and he was driven down by the master.

Just because last time Yu Xiao went to the street, he used the secret of feng shui points to explore other people's houses, and he also received a big red envelope. But he concealed it, and seven days after the incident, he didn't expect it to be known by the master, so he was considered a greedy man, and he was driven down the mountain by the master with a cane.

Not far ahead, there was a path branching out between two mountains, and the sunlight inside could not shine in, and a trace of black gas came out of the ground.

And Yu Xiao was about to climb over this mountain and rush to the metropolis that he had longed for a long time.

After seeing it, I stopped, observed for a while, and indeed found that there was something wrong with the feng shui in the trail. But he didn't act rashly because the sun in the sky was too hot at noon.

He took out the feng shui ritual and put it aside for the time being, wanting to wait until the afternoon before preparing to go to the trail. Otherwise, the weather is too hot, and as long as you walk under the sun, your forehead will sweat.

Looking at his hand, Yu Xiao smiled evilly. When the master told him to roll down the mountain, he quietly entered the house and stole these magic weapons, and waited until he entered the metropolis to be used in case of emergency.

The murderous point in front is called the pincer point. The mountains on both sides block the path in the middle, but only in the innermost part it may be blocked, and there is no way out.

Between the two mountains, there are many trees. A stream of moisture that rises from the ground in the morning surrounds the trees and cannot be dissipated, and after a long time, it becomes a murderous hole. No matter how strong the sun is at noon, it is difficult to shine into it.

So it will be very cold inside, and some strange events will happen from time to time. Even demons and monsters will choose to survive in it for a long time.

Yu Xiao saw today that the road ahead was blocked, and this trail was the only way to cross the mountain.

But in a large mountain, there was an old man with a white beard, his body was thin and boneless, he stood in the scorching sun, clutched a black wooden cane in his hand, and looked up ahead.

"This rebel, tell you to get out of here, you still take it seriously. It's a pity that the old man's magic weapon! ”

With a depressed look on his face, the old man turned around and walked into the house after he finished speaking. Reaching down and taking down a black frame, he stroked the young man's face in the photograph after blowing off a layer of dust.

"Yongsheng, I want you to explore countless feng shui points in your life and accumulate yin virtue. But Yu Xiao's child suffered from the shortcomings of a lonely life, and his life was hard, and he hoped that you would have a spirit in the sky and bless him with peace and security. ”

As he spoke, several tears had slipped down the old man's face, hitting the frame of the picture heavily.

Yu Xiao grew up with his master since he was a child, and it can even be said that he was pulled up little by little.

The day before he was born, his father was hit by a big rock on the way home and died on the spot. Afterwards, his mother also died in the hospital due to excessive bleeding, so under the master's calculation, he learned that Yu Xiao was born with a lonely life, and all relatives who were related by blood had to die unexpectedly.

The old man put the frame back on the wall, wiped the tears from his eyes, bent down to the edge of the bed, and reached out to pull out a wooden box. It looked like it hadn't been used for a long time, and it had a thick layer of dust.

Yu Xiao waited for an unknown amount of time, but he dozed off with his eyes closed.

At this moment, a few black clouds drifted from the sky out of nowhere, obscuring the sunlight. A breeze blew, and Yu Xiao immediately came to his senses, looked up, and got up to walk.

When he walked to the entrance of the two mountains, he clearly felt that the coldness in the path was comparable to the cold he was standing in front of the refrigerator door.

As soon as he stepped in, Yu Xiao found that it was very damp, with some mud on the ground, and the air smelled musty.

So, Yu Xiao plucked up his courage and walked straight inside.

At this time, among the several black clouds in the sky, a burst of thunder suddenly sounded. But it didn't take long for it to start drizzling.

Originally, there was no ray of sunlight on this path, but at this time, it began to get dark while the sky was gray.

No matter how Yu Xiao looked ahead, he could only see more than a meter away, and the rest was all darkness.

The strong wind blew into the path from the intersection, blowing the trees on both sides "whirring" and shouting, as if someone was shouting around, which made people's vests chill for a while.

Suddenly, not far from Yu Xiao's side, he witnessed a black gas rising from the ground and drifting into the trees on the side.

"Sure enough, I guessed correctly, the feng shui orientation here is not right, and the black qi can't dissipate, so there will be yin qi gathering." As he spoke, he took out the feng shui plate and probed, and Yu Xiao slowly moved his steps forward.

Although it is cold caused by yin qi, on the dark path, there is a strange and terrifying atmosphere, and it is always lurking around.

Yu Xiao once talked to a Taoist priest about some ghosts, and the Taoist priest also gave him a copy of the Maoshan Taoism, saying that it would be useful in the future.

After he saw it, it was really useful. I learned all kinds of spells in the book, but when I was probing the place of the murderous cave, I could clearly see if there were demons and monsters entrenched to mess with the feng shui of a place.

The path at Yu Xiao's feet is a good place for ghosts to entrench.

He walked forward unhurriedly, just to let the ghost see that it was dark and reveal his true body, and he would send him to the underworld to reincarnate with one move.

Since learning the whole story of Maoshan, Yu Xiao found that the secret of feng shui points and points learned from his master was actually passed down from one school to another. There are many places in which they are all the same.

At that time, I also asked the master, but Yu Xiao found that he was talking in a slurred manner, and he didn't hear many words clearly.

Yu Xiao raised the money sword in his hand, buckled down five more pieces at the handle, bent down and placed them in various directions under his feet. He stepped aside, looked at it, recited a few words of mantra, and stretched out his hand to place a finger in the middle of the money. Immediately, I saw several streams of black gas flying out of the soil and dissipating in front of me.

Yu Xiao uprooted some trees on both sides to prevent the black qi from surrounding the branches.

Soon after, the trees on both sides were finally eliminated, causing the black qi to float straight to the top of the mountain, which could be regarded as lifting the evil hole here.

Yu Xiao was wiping the mud off his hands, but the sky was gradually darkening. He changed out of his rain-soaked clothes, bypassed the mountain in front of him, and climbed to the top of a mountain to look ahead.

The trail that I walked at that time was very much like a chair, but the path I walked was inclined and walked in from the entrance of the trail, as if I was climbing a mountain.