The ghost thing in the reservoir spit out the blood talisman that it had eaten and made into a paper boat, announcing our failure to cast a spell. Xiang Feng, Lao Hu, and the three of us opened their eyes one after another, loosened the string in their mouths, and turned to look at the master. I saw the master standing quietly in front of the altar table, his expression was very solemn under the light of the incense fire.

"Why is this thing so smart? You actually know how to spit out that blood talisman? I muttered.

The old fox shook his head and sighed, "It has lived for thousands of years, and it was dealt with by people back then, and now it has woken up, tired (you) of saying that it is not smart?" …”

"So what now?" I picked at the back of my head anxiously and looked at Master, "Master, do you want to stop drawing a blood talisman and coax it to eat it?" ”

"Probably not." Xiang Feng said.

The old fox let out a long 'pout', "I'm tired of this little guy, is it tired of coaxing children to take pills?" Coaxing..."

My face was hot, and I smiled awkwardly at him.

Master shook his head, said nothing, and began to go around the altar table, brushed aside the willow branches, and walked towards the edge of the embankment, with us following behind. When I came to the dam and looked down, I saw that the reservoir water was as dark and calm as before.

"Master, is there no way to do it?" I asked.

The master still didn't speak, as if he was pondering something.

"Master, draw me a blood talisman." Xiang Feng said suddenly.

"What are you going to do?" I asked.

Master looked at Xiang Feng and said to Xiang Feng, "I jumped down and nailed the blood talisman to it with a knife. ”

"You're crazy, have you forgotten last time? This was so powerful not long after it came out of the 'angry group' last time, and now that it has woken up, jumping into the water is tantamount to death! ”

Xiang Feng smiled at me, "No way, that's the only way now." ”

"That's right." Master thought for a moment, "That's the only way..."

After speaking, the master returned to the altar table, took out a military knife from his bag, and cut it in the palm of his hand. After nailing the knife to the table, the master took out a piece of silver paper, dipped it in blood and drew a talisman on the paper, but said in his mouth.

"Ah Feng."

"Huh? What's wrong, Master? ”

The master didn't look up, but said in a deep voice, "When I was in the hotel yesterday afternoon, did you remember the mantra I said?" ”

Xiang Feng thought silently and nodded.

"Repeat it for me."

After Xiang Feng repeated, the master had already drawn the talisman, and while folding the silver paper repeatedly, he nodded and said, "Very good, I will use this spell when I cast the spell later, and then take Yu steps." ”

"Master, you're going to..."

Master looked up at Xiang Feng, and then at me and the old fox, "I'll go down and nail the talisman to it, wait for Ah Feng to cast a spell, as for summoning it up, I can only rely on Leng Er and Brother Fox, you two..."

"Master!"

"Master, I'd better go!" Windward ducts.

Master raised his head and smiled at the two of us, "Good boy, you are all too young to take this risk..."

"Master, I'll go!"

Although the master is powerful, he is also a mortal after all, and when he is in the water, he is probably not the opponent of that thing.

"No more..."

Master waved his hand at me, pulled out the knife, and slammed it into the silver paper folded into square pieces. Just as the Master was about to pull out the knife and silver paper together, I jumped on my feet, pointed to the distance under the dam, and exclaimed, "Ah, what is that!"

The master was stunned, let go of the handle of the knife, straightened up and turned his head to look down at the dam. I threw myself towards the altar table, and was about to reach out to draw my knife when Master blocked my arm with a wave of his hand.

"Don't make a fuss about it..."

In the middle of Master's words, a black shadow swooped over, leaned over and pulled the knife in his hand. I was startled, and I shone a flashlight on it, this person was none other than the old fox.

The old fox took two steps back, smiled and said, "Don't argue, let's go to the nest." ”

"Brother Fox..."

The old fox waved his hand, saying that we are not as good as him in water, and besides, now his only younger brother Gao Laosan is also dead, and his nephew will be supported by the people of Gaojia Village after he is tall, and the grievances are over, in this world, he no longer has any worries, even if he dies, it is worth it...

Xiang Feng took advantage of the old fox's words to rush over and grab the knife, but the old fox reacted very quickly and dodged as soon as he dodged.

"Master Zhang, if the nest dies, it will be troublesome to build a grave next to the grave of Wo Dad Xu Xiangqian..."

"Hmm." Master sighed, nodded, and said to me and Ah Feng, "Leng'er, Ah Feng, stand back and prepare to cast a spell." ”

"Master, Uncle Fox, he—" I tearfully pointed at the old fox.

"Stand back."

I wiped my eyes, returned to the wind and picked up the rope, and bit it down in my mouth again. The old fox waved at us like a goodbye and walked down step by step. Looking at the emaciated back of the old fox in the dark, I felt sad for a while, although I didn't have much time with him, although he seemed to have something to hide from us, but he was a person with a sad fate and a good heart...

As the sound of falling water came from below, my heart ached. Then after a while, I heard a 'crackling' sound of hitting the water, which should be the old fox fighting with the thing in the water. After a while, the sound of hitting the water disappeared, and my heart tightened for a while, and I listened to the sound of Master's stepping mantra coming from behind me...

Suddenly, I felt the rope in my mouth float again. Then, the sound of 'snorting lala' sounded in the body, and then the pain like tearing internal organs... It seems that the old fox has succeeded, and he nailed the blood talisman to the body of this ghost in the reservoir.

This time the pain was even more intense than before, I gritted my teeth and endured it, and when I felt a strong force to pull the 'thing' out of my body, I mobilized all my mind to fight it, and finally pulled the 'thing' back... Again... Twice... Three times... Later, I felt that my pain was numb, and my body seemed to be no longer there, only a thought remained, like a tug-of-war against that force...

I don't know how long it took for me to hear Master shouting, "Ah Feng, Leng'er, stand back." "Then, I felt someone grab my clothes from behind, and then I was pulled backwards with a strong force, and I fell to the ground with a 'plop', and then I tumbled down a slope in a series of tumbles, and my whole body was about to fall apart, but it was much better than the pain inside my body before.

I tried to open my eyes, and all the images in front of me were shaking. I rolled my neck and shook my head, and the shaking barely stopped. Discerning in the dark, I am now under the dam of the reservoir, and a person is sitting not far from me, but it is windward... Master...

When I looked up, I couldn't help but cry out in fright, and I saw a round behemoth on the dam of the reservoir above, squirming and 'crawling' down. If you look closely, the thing is not crawling, but there is a person standing in front of it and pulling it down, vaguely the Master.

"Go and help Master!" Xiang Feng said.

The two of us climbed up on each other's feet and stumbled up the embankment...

The one in front of me should be the so-called 'river god' in the ancient legend that has been circulated in the area of Qingshi Town for thousands of years, and it was the so-called 'river god' that was towned in the Yellow River. It didn't look like what I saw that night when I was 'dying' underwater. This thing in front of me is more like a giant football ball. I found a flashlight and carefully distinguished, and the outline of the 'tentacles' could be vaguely discerned on the 'rugby', each of which was as thick as a small tree, and in this case, it was curled up with its whole body, and then wrapped itself with its tentacles. That way, we don't know what it looks like unless it stretches out...

When Master saw this thing climbing up from the reservoir, he was afraid that Xiang Feng and I would be attacked, so he eagerly dragged us down the embankment. Master didn't expect that once this thing left the water, it would completely lose its ability to attack, and Master pulled us to frighten it and curl up motionless... Looking at its majesty in the water, we all thought that once we got it out, there would be a life-and-death battle, but the world is often unexpected, and we only need to make some effort to get it into the paper man's array...

This thing is covered with a thick, scaly-like cuticle, and the tentacles are hard and cold, and I guess the knife should be stuck in it, and it doesn't stretch out, and we can't help it take it off. We picked at the cuticle on its body, pushed and pulled, and it took a lot of effort to get it into the paper figurine circle.

After resting for a while, the master ordered Xiang Feng to replace the old fox and cast spells in a circle like the previous night. It didn't take long for the cloud to float in again, enveloping the circle and the thing in between. In a trance, I saw that it seemed to stretch out. At this moment, the master untied the bag containing the 'angry' one by one, and in an instant, it was wrapped in a large cloud of dust and smoke-like things, and in the 'dust and smoke' and 'clouds', there were vaguely eight small people, swimming away. When the smoke cleared, the thing seemed to be steamed, and the circle was empty, leaving only eight plastic bags that were also empty... To this day, I still wonder if I had ever seen it that night, because it had disappeared so unbelievously. As for the reservoir in Qingshi Town, it is still connected to the Yellow River, no one knows the reason, let alone anyone, there was once a man named Laohu, who died in it for the sake of the peaceful life of the residents along the Yellow River...

Yes, the old fox died. After a busy night, the sky finally dawned, the clouds dispersed, and the sun slowly rose. The master used the old fox's birthday to start a game and measured his life, and now he is dead. Master and Xiang Feng jumped into the reservoir and swam around but couldn't find his body, and they didn't know where they went.

On the way back, the three of them dragged their tired bodies, and their hearts were heavy.

"Master, do you have any senses, Uncle Fox seems to have something to hide from us?" I asked.

"Absolutely."

"Oh?"

"Actually, there is one thing that I have never said." Master said.

"What's the matter?" Xiang Feng and I asked at the same time.

"That pattern, the third one carved under the terracotta pot, was actually destroyed by him..."

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