Qisai Village, a town in Bac Ha Province, is said to be Zhang Jiao's hometown. After the defeat of the Yellow Turban Rebel www.biquge.info Army, the Zhang Jiao brothers were killed, and their bodies were stolen back to their hometown by local farmers for burial, and the traditional funeral customs were used to sacrifice 7749 days, so it is called the Seven Sacrifices.

Zhang Jiao's tomb no longer exists, Master once told me that this old cemetery was originally about 7,000 square meters, during the Anti-Japanese War, a military gun tower was built on the cemetery, and later, if it were not for Zhang Jiao's descendants to fight on reason, it would have been enclosed into a homestead long ago.

The specific tomb has been lost as the years have passed.

This is the place where I first traced the source, and Master took me with me to receive the first magic spirit here. That's the girl I'm chanting the mantra in my body right now.

I changed my bank card, and after leaving Jiangzhou, no one should be able to find me. Now that I have some free time, I decided to do the sorcerer a favor and do the job I promised to do for her: kill her eldest brother.

I'm not going to do it myself, I just need to break down the man's tortured spirit. The wicked have their own evildoers, and since they have done evil, they should have expected the day when there would be karma.

When I lived in the guest house, I deliberately asked for the original room, remembering that when I debuted, I went to buy a new mattress, and now I can fall asleep with my head upside down.

Isn't it getting sloppy?

When I inquired in the village, the eldest brother had already left the village, and all the members of the family had died in a fire. Even the corpse could not be found, and her eldest brother went to the field overnight and never came back. After the house burned down, several nearby families moved out of the land.

Hell is rumored.

She killed 27 people in one go, and it is impossible for those who died in a hurry to have resentment, it is estimated that the yin qi is too heavy, attracting something from the vicinity.

Since I'm passing by, let's go and take a look, ordinary ghosts can't hurt me.

It's been almost three years, and I guess I can't find anything but a house blackened by fire and a dilapidated house. I think it's just a rumor to scare myself. Also, what kind of ghost thing did you dare to stay in this place in the house that the Guangde Dao Elder burned with the Five Thunder Spell back then?

But at the door, I saw one. I tilted my head to look at it. It's still very chaotic, it hasn't taken on a concrete shape, and when you see me, you probably feel the breath on me. Ran away as fast as he could.

Master taught me the essentials of catching ghosts, grasping the big and letting go of the small. It's like a strange balance between supply and demand, with evil spirits, someone asks us to catch them, but if they encounter too little, we have to choose to let them go. When it's cultivated enough, it's time to catch it.

Warlocks don't do things, and the only way to cultivate is either to suck people or ghosts. Ghosts that are too small are not suitable for inhalation, but will cause the breath in the body to mix. A qualified warlock will remember every ghost he lets go, because sometimes, there will be no ghosts to catch.

I don't want to remember. I encountered Fu Feishen, and I have obtained immortality by chance. As long as you want to cultivate, you can do it anytime