It dawned on me that we were at the bottom of the cliff that Miss Bai and I had seen last night!

"Hey, it's weird..."Yang Shujun said, "how can there be blood in the eye socket of this skull?" ”

I was stunned, picked up the skull and looked at it, only to see that there was a red, dry thing in the left eye socket, which indeed looked like blood. After death, the blood clots, rots along with the flesh and skin, and does not remain on the bones. In other words, the blood in the eye socket of this skull is not the 'skeleton' of the skeleton 'skeleton' himself...

My mind raced, and suddenly I thought of something.

"I see."

"What?" Miss Bai hurriedly asked.

"You think, the old man Niansheng was injured and his leg was broken, where was he injured?"

"You mean..."

I pointed to it, "I think there's a good chance he'll have slipped down this hole and injured himself." ”

Yang Shujun said, "You mean, the blood in the eye socket of this skull belongs to my uncle?" ”

I nodded and said, "I think I have a way to find out if he is alive or dead at the moment, and where he is..."

"Start?"

"No, use the Faqi Gate..."

"Are you sure?" Yang Shujun asked.

"Hmm." I nodded, "But with one precondition." ”

"What prerequisites?"

I pointed to the skull, "The blood in the eye socket of this skull is really like we speculated, it was left by the old man Niansheng." ”

"Then you can find out where my uncle is now, and where he is?"

"Yes."

Yang Shujun wiped the sweat on his head and said, "That's good, don't be like last time, one moment to say that my uncle is fine, and another time to say that he is not a living person, uncle, I can't stand this kind of excitement and sorrow, otherwise I will definitely hang up, even if I want to hang, I have to at least see the villain you and Xiaobai and you create again..."

Miss Bai and I looked at each other, and both of us wanted to cry a little.

I cleared my throat with a blank face, "That's not sure, if it's my master, there are ten layers of certainty that can be accurate, and I'm only five or six layers..."

When Yang Shujun heard me say this, his legs were weak. Miss Bai patted me and whispered, "You guy, don't scare Uncle Yang..."

With such a mix, the strange atmosphere under the cliff was diluted a lot. I was messing around with Yang Shujun just now, and I scanned the bones with my eyes. Suddenly, I remembered that the way these skeletons had their mouths wide open was similar to the dead people that Miss Bai and I had seen in that cave back then!

So, they were scared to death by that 'thing' too? … Definitely not, I thought I was scared to death when I saw the death of those Eighth Route Army engineers in the cave before, but now I know that it must not be. I was faintly afraid in my heart, last night, if Miss Bai and I fell under this cliff, we should be like them at this moment, then I will know how they died... Could it be that the hell was lurking under this cliff at the time? …

A horrible picture appeared in my mind, an unknown 'thing' hiding at the bottom of this cliff, raising its head, and putting its mouth against the mouth of the cave where I had almost stumbled and falling, spewing out a thick fog that passed through the cave and came into the stream between the two mountains, and along the stream, it enveloped Miss Bai and me in an instant. We got lost in the fog, and walked, walked, until we came to this cliff. Little did we know it at the time, but the ghost was hiding at the bottom of the cliff very close to us, waiting for us to fall down and become its 'meal'. Fortunately, I am a Qimen magician, and I know through guò's 'Fu Yin Bureau of the Three Transmissions of the Same Palace' that I can't run around at that time, otherwise I will die. After that, Miss Bai and I cooperated to invite the Jade Goddess Jun, and under the violent 'gang shock', the ghost thing was beaten away by us and left the bottom of the cliff...

Sometimes, I have to admire my imagination, and there seems to be some truth in my analysis.

We searched around the base of the cliff, but there was no trace of an 'unidentified object'. However, the area at the bottom of the cliff was full of rocks, and there was no grass, and I thought it might be caused by that thing. It seems that if you want to know what it is, whether it was hiding at the bottom of this cliff before, and why the mountain stream dried up before, you can only pin your hopes on Yang Niansheng, and the premise is that if he is still alive.

I pulled out a piece of rune paper, scraped the red 'substance' from the skull's eye socket, and carefully wrapped it.

When I came to the cliff, it was already dark, and by the hazy moonlight, I was surprised to see that all the trees on the top of the cliff were dead! In just one day's work, all the leaves of the trees turned scorched colors, and along with the grass, they died. It is conceivable how powerful the 'Gangzhen' produced by inviting the Jade Goddess last night was. I frowned, my heart feeling a little heavy, because these dead creatures were living beings after all.

On the way back, Miss Bai saw that I was unhappy, so she had nothing to say to me. I am a very open person, and I will not be too entangled in some things that have been born and cannot be reversed, and I will be in a good mood after a while.

Back at my accommodation, I cut off the bottom of a bottle of mineral water that we had left, put the red powder in it, poured it in, and stirred it so that the water gradually turned a reddish color. Then, I tore a piece of rune paper into the shape of a paper figure, dipped it in this pale red water, and wrote Yang Niansheng's name and his year 'B' on the paper man. The so-called annual life is the year of the year, Yang Shujun does not know the specific birth date of his uncle Yang Niansheng, he only knows which year he was born, the ugly year of the lunar calendar, then, the year of the year is Yang Niansheng's life.

It's still early to get this qiē, and you have to wait until the time of the child to cast the spell. Miss Bai and I sat quietly in the courtyard admiring the moon, while Yang Shujun was like a donkey pulling a mill, spinning around the grinding plate, stopping from time to time to ask us about the time.

When he finally came, Yang Shujun drank a bottle of water, shouted at the night sky with a long voice, "Ah...", sat cross-legged on the ground, and said to me, Okay, let's start.

"Uncle Yang, what are you doing here?" I asked with a smile in my eyes.

"It's a prep in advance." Yang Shujun said, "Accept a sudden blow at any time..."

I put the paper figure in the middle of the courtyard, took out three pillars of incense, lit it, bowed to the moon a few times, and inserted the incense in the south of the paper figure, because I had already calculated in advance that when the child was in time, the heavenly plate 'Yiqi' fell in the palace, that is, due south, corresponding to Yang Niansheng's life.

After getting this qiē, I took a deep breath, calmed down and eliminated a qiē distracting thoughts, while reciting the jade girl's anti-closure formula, I walked around the paper man, and turned three times in a row, I slammed my foot, stood directly north of the paper man, pinched a trick with my right hand, and pointed at the paper man. As if suddenly alive, the paper figure stood up. If a timid person sees me standing suddenly in the middle of the night, he may faint on the spot.

While the paper figure was standing, the three sticks of incense seemed to be twisted together by a hand. I looked over with wide eyes, and saw a human figure slowly appearing in the swirling smoke...

The image became clearer and clearer, and I saw that it was an old man, an old man who looked very much like Yang Shujun. In the video, the old man appears to be sitting in a dark dirt hole, with something resembling a bucket of and urine next to it...

The thoughts in my mind were racing, and I suddenly understood why I had figured out that Yang Niansheng was in this village before, but I encountered the pattern of 'people escaping', and I understood it all in an instant.

In such a distraction, my legs went limp, and at the same time, the paper figure also fell, and the image disappeared, and the pillar of smoke returned to its original form.

Yang Shujun hurriedly jumped up and ran over to help me up.

"Xiao Leng, are you okay?"

"Old man Niansheng is here... It was in this village that he was imprisoned in a cave in the ground..."

"It doesn't matter where my uncle is, you're okay!" Yang Shujun said hurriedly.

"No... It's okay..."

"It's okay, look at your face so white." Miss Bai said with concern.

I struggled to sit up, "Water... water..."

Miss Bai took a bottle of mineral water, and I drank half a bottle in one go, feeling that my body was somewhat restored, and I let out a long breath.

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