I had no choice but to continue to use my feet. In order to save time, these Azan masters carried simple tents and food in their backpacks, and it seemed that they wanted to fight a protracted battle. During the day, they look in the southeast direction, and at night they set up tents on the spot for the night. Laos, like other Southeast Asian countries, has a lot of poisonous insects, not to mention mosquitoes, midges, snakes and leeches. There are screens on both sides of the tent. When I went to bed at night, the net was densely packed with mosquitoes, almost blocking the mesh. With a pat of your hand, the mosquitoes fly away, but it doesn't take half a minute, and it will fall again, and the best way is to apply the insect repellent to the gauze, this Vietnamese insect repellent is very effective, at least to ensure the effect all night.

Even so, the tent is simple after all, and there are still bugs and leeches that will burrow in from the bottom of the tent. When I woke up the next day, I felt pain and itching in the soles of my feet, and when I took off my shoes, I saw that there were two leeches sucking blood. Hurriedly shot to death, and couldn't figure out how they got in.

Fang Gang said: "In this kind of place, you can walk seven to eight kilometers at most in three hours, if you push a small cart. There was still a person lying on it, estimated not even five kilometers. But we walked no less than six or seven kilometers, and we didn't see any mass graves, so I thought we must have gone in the wrong direction, or the wrong way. ”

Bunon wiped his sweat: "Where does this kind of dense forest come from, we can only move in the direction, the route he pushed the master to walk at the beginning, it is not necessarily the exact northeast direction, a few degrees off, the route will be completely different, can only go more and more deviated." ”

"Can the five poisonous oils be used?" I wiped my sweaty chest with my hand, and suddenly touched the necklace of the five poisonous oils.

Fang Gang looked at it and said, "Then you have to stay away from these four masters who cultivate the Black Law, they have Yin Qi on their bodies, which will affect their judgment." "After talking to Azan Baden about their thoughts, it was finally agreed that everyone would be divided into two groups, Fang Gang and I, and the remaining group of four Fa cultivators. The distance between the two groups was probably less than fifty meters, so that they could not affect the effect of the five poisonous oils, nor would the two groups be separated.

I was holding the Five Poisonous Oils in my hand, and Fang Gang was testing as he walked. It stands to reason that those Miao people who migrated from Yunnan to Vietnam and Laos. Many died of illness and starvation, and they were also buried casually, and died in a foreign country. If there were such people nearby, they would definitely be able to detect yin qi.

In this way, the soldiers walked in the mountains for more than half an hour in two ways. Nothing came of it. I started to get discouraged, and I also had some symptoms of dehydration, dizziness, cough, sore throat, and I don't know what kind of poisonous insect bite was the cause.

After walking for more than ten minutes, I couldn't walk, so I sat on a big rock to rest. Fang Gang, don't look thin, but his spirit is much more than mine. I wonder how he is more than a decade older than me in terms of age, but his physical strength is so good. Fang Gang took the necklace of the Five Poisonous Oils in my hand and said, "It's so useless at a young age, what will I do in another ten years!" "I thought to myself in another ten years, and now I just want to rest.

Fang Gang continued to walk forward, and I put a big straw hat over my face, hoping that I could sleep for a few hours without changing it for the mayor. At this time, Fang Gang was heard shouting something in the distance. I removed the straw hat halfway and squinted over to see Fang Gang holding the necklace in his right hand on his knee. Dangling back and forth in a field of lush weeds. Azambaden and the young apprentice came up to him and asked him what had happened.

"There's yin qi around here......" I vaguely heard Fang Gang say.

The people gathered around, and I was too embarrassed to lie down any longer, so I had to get up from the rocks and walk over to see. Fang Gang held the necklace of the five poisonous oils and pointed to a circle with his hand: "This area shows that there is yin qi, I don't know what is buried underneath." ”

The young apprentice scratched his head: "But we don't have any tools, and we all put shovels and other things on the side of the altar of earth, unless we can find the exact point." ”

Azambaden said: "This kind of deep mountain dense forest. Dozens of kilometers are uninhabited, and normal people will definitely not be buried here. It is unlikely that the corpse of a beast will have yin qi, but only a dead person who has died horizontally or has a lot of grievances. ”

"Could it be someone who went into the mountains to chop wood or explore, got lost or was bitten to death by wild beasts?" I asked. Bunun says it's possible, but also to focus on the neighborhood.

Continue to divide into two groups to focus on searching nearby, and sure enough, there is a harvest, and the five poisonous oils show that they are in an area of less than five hundred meters. Two or three more places with obvious yin qi were found. This is difficult to explain by the fact that the wood-cutting explorers got lost and died, and it is impossible that all these groups of woodcutters died within a few hundred meters.

Yin Qi became more and more frequent, like an invisible sign, and Fang Gang and I followed this sign. Suddenly. Fang Gangting walked and looked down at the ground. There was nothing on the ground except weeds and fallen leaves. I asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Fang Gang stepped on it with his foot: "There seems to be something." "I kicked it with the tip of my shoe, and saw that it was a wooden bar, the thickness of a calf, and the outer bark of the tree had been peeled off, as if it had been used to build a house. I reached out and lifted the wooden bar hard, but it broke in the middle, and it had rotted so much that I don't know if it was more than a dozen years or decades.

"It's artificially built, there must be a harvest in this neighborhood, keep looking." Fang Gang came to the spirit, sure enough. We found a simple wooden house nearby, weathered and collapsed, which proved our suspicion even more correct.

The two groups of people gathered together and focused on searching in the vicinity, and suddenly. The young apprentice said loudly, "I have been here before, and a few months ago I took my master to the altar of earth in a cart, and I passed by here!" "He struggled to remember the route and led us to an open area. There were a few dilapidated wooden huts here, and the young apprentice pointed to this area, saying that this was where the Hmong people lived in the past, and that the Temple of Earth was about an hour's walk north from here.

It was already approaching dusk, and we all quickened our pace, and finally found this altar of earth that had been set up by the descending head before his death. As soon as I walked here, my head hurt, it was a pain that I can't describe in words, it hurt and swollen, and when I suffered from cervical spondylosis a few years later, the pain after each attack was very similar to that kind of pain, but the pain at that time was dozens of times worse, and my eyes were black.

The so-called Temple of Earth. It is the altar that the mage uses to cast spells, which is the same as the Taoist altar for casting spells. And the altar set up by Azan, who cultivated the black law, is called the altar of the earth. The altar requires a large number of offerings, which are available in every Azan's home, and the altar of the earth needs to be dedicated to yin materials and yin objects, such as yin cards, earth boy Guman, corpse oil, human bones, Yuye, flesh urns, human fetus passing by, and even small ghosts.

This altar is not that complicated, but it looks terrible, because in addition to the dozens of half-burned candles, there are also too many human bones enshrined. There are two rows of neatly arranged thigh bones, dozens of skulls stacked together, and arm bones, etc. The bones were grayish-black, and they looked to be at least twenty or thirty years old. I don't know how the head descender collected it in the first place. I think it should have been dug up by himself from the mass grave of the Hmong people that the head descending master sensed nearby.

As soon as they arrived at the altar of earth, Azan Baden, Bunun and the Cambodian black-clothed Azan recited mantras in unison. It took about twenty minutes to stop, and Bunon said that the resentment here was too heavy, and that it was necessary to use the blessing of the mantra first to temporarily weaken the resentment.

The young disciple pointed to the pile of skulls and said, "My master is buried under these skulls, and before he died, he said, let me never tell anyone about this place, and come back after ten years to dig him up, and let me worship him in the black method, so that I can bless the rich and noble." ”

"He lied to you, how could you still remember this place ten years from now!" Fang Gang sneered. The young apprentice nodded, saying that he thought the same way, so he agreed to take the money to bring us to find it. Fang Gang glanced at me quietly, and I immediately understood, knowing that what the head descending master said was the truth, but unfortunately the young apprentice didn't understand it at all.

As soon as Fang saw two shovels stuck in the soil next to him, he threw one to me, and Azan Baden waved his hand to signal us not to move: "I sense that there is a great resentment here, stronger than anything I have encountered before, and we will bless it immediately tonight." ”