Yin Tieying, like all the local tyrants and squires in old China, has a reverence for gods and ghosts in his bones. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

So, when the old man heard that Zhao Qingshan could summon spirits with a bull's head and ask the real murderer, he was impressed by this "little gentleman".

He was in awe, so he completely followed Zhao Qingshan's instructions, prepared the rice wine and glutinous rice and other things, and sent people to call the door door door, calling all the villagers in the village, ready to let the bull head finger be serious.

In the evening. The entire village was gathered on the threshing floor by Lord Eagle and his guards at the court.

Previously, the news of Zhao Qingshan's bull's head summoning spirits had already spread far and wide, and the sensation caused by it could be imagined, and among the crowds, everyone was staring at a red candle incense case directly north of the threshing site, looking forward to seeing the moment when Zhao Qingshan's "soul summoning and asking the murderer" arrived.

I don't know how long I waited, but everyone saw Zhao Qingshan walking out with his hands behind his back and carrying a bottle of liquor, and behind him was the ragged teacher Han Xiang.

Han Xiang recovered some vitality at this time, and the wound was simply bandaged, and the bull head he was holding in his hand quickly caused a commotion among the villagers.

In the commotion of the crowd and the discussions, Han Xiang was very uncomfortable, but in contrast, Zhao Qingshan was much more calm, after he stood still in the venue, he rushed to the Yin Tieying who was sitting in the Taishi chair and asked for a carbon brazier, and he was about to start the ritual of the bull's head conjuring spirits.

When everything was ready, Zhao Qingshan opened the lid of the wine bottle in his hand, took a big sip of wine himself, and then poured all the remaining wine syrup into the dead cow's mouth.

After that, Zhao Qingshan put the bull's head straight on the flame and roasted it. He sat next to the brazier, holding his breath, pinching the orchid in his hand, and chanting words in his mouth, as if he were ...... Casting spells during meditation.

The flame of the charcoal brazier is long-lasting and hot, and with the stimulation of butter, the hot and prosperous charcoal fire bursts red and yellow, and the copper pot is red and hot, and the people next to it are sweating.

But the bull's head...... Still didn't speak.

In the sultry heat wave, a long time passed, seeing that the sun had set, and the bull's head had been scorched, but nothing had happened.

Zhao Qingshan still sat cross-legged at the table as he had just started, closing his eyes and saying nothing, as if he was asleep, and seemed to be meditating on something.

Among the villagers, Shuyin Tieying was the closest to the brazier, he was soaked in heat by the flames, sweating like a bath, but he didn't see Zhao Qingshan's soul come out, he was anxious and depressed, and his heart gradually became suspicious.

Then, he whispered to his subordinates, saying that he would be on guard with a musket at any time, and if Zhao Qingshan's method didn't work, or if he dared to play something tricky, he would immediately put him down with a gun and never tolerate it.

In this way, Zhao Qingshan sat under the muzzle of the black hole for a long time, he still didn't say anything, everyone saw that the cow's head had been burned out of the bones, and the moon was up, but there was still nothing unusual.

In the end, Yin Tieying couldn't hold on anymore.

In a fit of rage, Yin Tieying stood up, wiped his sweat, and opened his mouth to scold a "liar"!

But just when Yin Tieying was about to turn his face and let the family "take away" Zhao Qingshan with a musket, the bull's head that was fixed in the fire ...... Finally there is a sound!

"Hehehe......" A dull, dry laugh came from the direction of the brazier. The corners of the eyes of the Yin Iron Eagle twitched when I listened!

Immediately after that, everyone was surprised to see that the pot of charcoal seedlings, which was originally bright yellow, suddenly turned full of green!

The green flames, mixed with the sinister laughter, grew stronger and stronger, and soon devoured the exposed and charred bull's head.

"Ghost, ghost fire!" A quick-eyed bodyguard spoke first.

As the man uttered exclamation, the green flame in the brazier rose again, and all the villagers who took care of it turned pale and were so careless.

In this way, the "bull-headed ghost fire" shines brightly in the darkness of the first night, and the bull's head keeps twisting into various terrifying shapes in the heat wave.

It's like the ...... It's alive again.

And what puzzled the villagers the most was that the "twisted" appearance of the bull's head was very weird, which seemed to fit the inexplicable yin laughter, which really looked like a bull's head...... He spoke the same way.

Under the abnormal change, Yin Tieying was frightened inexplicably, he looked at Zhao Qingshan who closed his eyes tightly, and then looked back at the green faces around him, and he was already afraid in his heart.

At this time, the bull-headed brazier suddenly spoke again, and a voice like Bai Lian's soul locked: "Give me back my life...... I want revenge......"

This leisurely voice shattered the psychological bottom line of Yin Tieying and a group of thug bodyguards at that time.

The scene that was originally only seen in novels and operas was now interpreted by Zhao Qingshan in reality, how can it not be shocking?

Because of this, Yin Tieying immediately led the family to bow down at the bull's head.

This old thing completely lost his shelf in front of the gods and ghosts, and while he kept kowtowing, he also shouted that he didn't kill the cow, and it was all done by Han Xiang and his secretary.

In the ghost fire, there was another poignant laugh from the bull's head, and then he said leisurely: "Fei Ye ......"

"Huh?! ~"As soon as Yin Tieying heard the word "Feiye", he understood at that time that this bull-headed ghost was saying that he was not "killed" by Han Xiang!

In this way, there must be someone else who steals and kills the ploughing ox. But who is it......

Yin Tieying really couldn't guess the doorway, so he hurriedly continued to kowtow to the bull's head and said, "Please make it clear to Lord Yincha!" As long as you say it, I will definitely cut this person with a thousand knives to relieve the fire in the hearts of adults! Let you go back to the underworld with peace of mind! ～”

In the twisting and swirling flames, the bull head fell silent, and then the old voice continued: "The one who killed me...... Red rope tie at the waist! ”

The green flame suddenly became smaller and receded, and then, the ox head that had been burned by the charcoal fire could no longer endure the extreme heat, and the whole "snap" shattered, and soon dented into a few pieces of bones.

All was silent.

Then, Zhao Qingshan slowly opened his eyes and straightened up.

He was condescending and shouted at Yin Tieying and the others, "Everyone heard it! Really kill the cows! It's a guy with a red rope around his waist! ”

While speaking, Han Xiang, who was desperate for life, also hurriedly echoed: "That's it, that's it, whoever has a red rope in his waist is the fucking guy who steals cattle!" ”

In plain sight, everyone heard and saw the prophecy of the ghost cow's skull. Therefore, everyone was convinced, and they all shouted for people to untie their trouser belts and check them one by one, so that they had to find out the guy who offended the devil, and they couldn't peel and cramp......

Soon...... In the commotion of the crowd, some people couldn't hold back.