Although the old zombie was struck by lightning, he was nailed to death by a coffin nail. But we still didn't dare to be careless, and still decided to keep a night here, just in case. At that moment, we hastily cleaned up the injuries, and asked Feng Zhuanghan to go outside to buy a few bottles of wine and vegetarian dishes. After drinking a little wine, I finally felt relieved.

Nothing happened in the second half of the night, and when it was bright outside, Zhang Wuren and I dragged the old zombie to the backyard of the villa. Today's weather is very face-saving, and the sun is shining. We put the old zombies on the grass and exposed them to the sun, and the stench could be smoked for miles against the wind.

But at this time, I can't care so much, this old zombie doesn't get rid of the yin qi in the sun, and the ghost knows when he will cheat the corpse again.

Zhang Wuren said, in fact, there are two ways to completely solve the zombies, the first is to burn them with fire, and when the time comes, they will become a pile of ashes, and no one will have to be afraid. The second is to find a feng shui treasure land, bury the old zombie in it, and rely on the feng shui leylines to change the corpse, and after a few years or more than ten years, the incorruptible zombie will also become a pile of loess.

Exposed zombies don't actually have much effect, but as long as you don't pull out the coffin nails, it's basically fine. Peng Lao wants a corpse, and we want lightning strike wood, and this result is acceptable to both parties.

In fact, we haven't seen Peng Lao from beginning to end, but it doesn't matter if we see him or not. After we explained to Feng Zhuanghan how to deal with this old zombie, we prepared to return to Shijiazhuang with the lightning strike wood and the 100,000 yuan we had received. Feng Zhuanghan is a good person, and he also knows that we are masters with real skills, and he insists on driving us back to Shijiazhuang.

It is estimated that Feng Zhuanghan still thinks that if there is anything else in the future, he can still find us to solve it.

I smiled and said to him, it doesn't matter if you send us or not, you must not slack off on the four big black dogs left. After all, we were able to survive last night, and they did a great job. Feng Zhuanghan said, do you need to talk about this? They are all benefactors, in the future, if my Lao Feng eats a mouthful, he will not be hungry for them!

Although this trip to Beijing is thrilling, the harvest is not small. Not to mention the hard work of 50,000 yuan per person, lightning strike wood is a thing that everyone is jealous of. Zhang Wuren said that if this thing is bought with money, don't even think about it without 300,000 yuan. The main thing is that even if someone wants to buy it, no one will sell it. It's the best thing to ward off evil spirits.

Because we came back late, it was already evening when we arrived in Shijiazhuang. After Feng Zhuanghan sent us home, he returned to Beijing directly, and he didn't even have time to eat a meal. According to him, the body in the coffin is done, Boss Peng is coming over tomorrow, and he must clean up the villa.

We didn't go anywhere for the next few days and stayed at home recuperating from our injuries. During this period, Meng Heizi helped us introduce two customers, but Zhang Wuren knew that they were two guys with ghosts in their hearts when they heard it on the phone, and he didn't bother to do this kind of thing, although he made a lot of money, but he still didn't want to do this kind of foolish thing.

It took another two days before he drove me to Zhao County.

The most famous in Zhao County is, of course, Zhaozhou Bridge. However, in addition to Zhaozhou Bridge, there is also a Berlin Zen Temple. The temple is full of cypress trees, ranging from decades to hundreds of years old. The temple has a long history, and the main thing is that there are several monks in it who are very capable.

Zhang Wuren said that professional things must be done by professional people to be the most suitable. If you want to make lightning strike wood into the most powerful magic weapon, we really can't do it. However, there is an old monk in the Berlin Zen Temple who specializes in making this kind of ritual utensils, and this time I came to ask the old monk for help.

At the end, Zhang Wuren told me again that the lightning strike wood was the first piece of equipment given to me.

I rubbed my hands together excitedly, because I had been studying lightning strike wood a lot during this time. I know how awesome this thing is. The most important thing is that Zhang Wuren said that this piece of lightning strike wood is worth 300,000.

When I think of one piece of equipment, I have 300,000 yuan, which is much better than those students who graduated at the same time as me.

The Berlin Zen Temple is open to the public, so when we came, there were a lot of tourists around. However, Zhang Wuren did not walk with ordinary tourists, but took me around and into a small courtyard next to me. At the entrance of the courtyard there was a sign for tourists to stop, and a small monk wearing a gray monk's robe.

However, the little monk seemed to know Zhang Wuren, and when he saw us, he folded his hands and nodded, and let us in.

Zhang Wuren said that this is a place for old monks to cultivate, and ordinary tourists are not allowed to enter. Among them, there is an old monk named Hongde, who is a temple in Yunnan Province and has been placed here for two years.

The courtyard was quiet and in stark contrast to the bustle outside. As we entered, we saw two old monks in monk's robes standing under a cypress tree, and they were standing next to a single bed, on which there seemed to be a person still lying.

A fishy smell came over me, like rotten rotten eggs mixed with stinky feet, and it smelled super disgusting.

The two old monks, one bearded and the other unbearded, nodded at us when they saw us coming in. Zhang Wuren walked over to salute, and then looked at the person lying on the single bed, and his face changed on the spot.

I could see the man clearly, but then I almost vomited without nausea. Because his whole body was densely packed with tiny bumps, and there were pale yellow pus flowing from the bumps, and there were maggots in the pus that kept twisting his body and wanted to get out of it.

What I saw in my eyes and what I heard in my nose made me retch a few times. But Zhang Wu couldn't bear it, and whispered, is this a scab?

The bearded old monk nodded slightly, and said, This is Senior Brother Kaiyuan, from Muqi Temple in Yunnan, and this patient was also brought by him all the way to Yunnan.

Master Kaiyuan, who had no beard, saluted us, but did not speak. The bearded old monk explained, and I learned that this Kaiyuan master practiced closed-mouth meditation.

Before Zhang Wuren could speak, Master Hongde said, Xiao Zhang, you came just in time. Let's see if this patient can be saved, Master Kaiyuan came all the way from Yunnan to treat people.

Zhang Wuren didn't have the slightest disgusting look on his face, and deliberately walked in to take a look, but he suddenly changed color after just one glance at his face, and said, This is the scab technique of southern Yunnan! Who is this man?

I also chuckled in my heart, and said in my heart? Isn't this thing long gone?

The head-lowering technique, the Gu technique, and the scab technique are known as the three major witchcraft in Southeast Asia. Among them, everyone knows about the head lowering technique and the Gu technique, but few people know about the hemorrhoid technique.

It is said that the scab technique has long been lost, and even insiders only know a little bit about it, and most of them are still variants from Gu techniques or head lowering techniques. But the man lying on the bed was really in the middle of a hemorrhage.

I asked Master Kaiyuan, who is this man? Why did you fall for the strange trick again? As a result, Master Kaiyuan only shook his head. The old monk Hongde told me that Master Kaiyuan didn't know this person either, and he found this person from the mountain. At that time, the skin on the man's body was festering, and countless maggots came out of his body, but the strange thing was that the injury was like this, and the man still had a breath.

In line with the idea of compassion of my Buddha, Master Kaiyuan took this person back to Muqi Temple, and then treated him with traditional Chinese medicine, but after tossing for a long time, Master Kaiyuan found out that this man was likely to be in the middle of the hemorrhage.

Master Kaiyuan couldn't solve the scabies, but he couldn't see death without help. Fortunately, there was a senior brother in the temple who knew the method of Buddhist speculation and told Master Kaiyuan that this man's vitality was in the north.

To say that Master Kaiyuan is also a person with a resolute character, without saying a word, he led the man with his whole body festering all the way to the north. Of course, in this society now, Master Kaiyuan does not rely on walking, sometimes he will take various vehicles, anyway, he has worked hard all the way for more than a month, and I don't know how many temples he has entered to seek medical treatment, and today he found the Berlin Zen Temple.

Master Dehong had a good relationship with Zhang Wuren, and when Zhang Wuren first entered the industry in Shijiazhuang, Master Dehong constantly lent him all kinds of Buddhist instruments. So this busyness Zhang Wufu can't refuse at all.

Zhang Wuren said that although the hemorrhoid technique is powerful, it is not insolvable. However, the sorcerer is from the same source as the Thai head descender, and if I rashly solve the scab on this person, the other party will definitely come to the door. I'm taking a risk.

Master Dehong smiled slightly and said, Xiao Zhang, we have been dealing with each other for so long, so don't beat around the bush. Say, what do you want the old monk to do?

Zhang Wuren smiled and said, Recently, I made a hundred-year-old lightning strike wood, this is not thinking about the master, you are a master of making magic weapons, if you can help, then this person's scabies will be wrapped in me.

Master Dehong is actually a high-ranking monk, of course he will not deal with Zhang Wuren. At that moment, Zhang Wuren handed over the lightning strike wood to Master Dehong, and then ordered the little monk next to him to fetch a basin of water.

The temple had running water, and soon a basin of clean water was placed under the cypress trees. Zhang Wuren took out a glass vial from his bag, and when I opened it, I smelled the familiar scent of acacia flowers, and then I saw him pour the liquid inside into the basin.

Zhang Wuren said, Lao He, come and help.

I'm reluctant, mainly because this guy is so disgusting, not to mention the stinking, and he's been drilling bugs all the time. I don't know how Master Kaiyuan took him all the way from Yunnan to Hebei.

I covered a towel over my nose with a towel, then put on gloves and turned the man over. Zhang Wuren took the water and kept rubbing it on him, probably because the water was mixed with the liquid with the fragrance of acacia flowers, and as soon as he touched the pimple on the man's body, he convulsed violently.

I asked Zhang Wuren, what is the liquid you poured in?

Zhang Wuren said that it was the water of the River Styx.

I mean,, right? Where in this world is the River Styx?

But Zhang Wuren smiled at me and said, don't believe it, the water of the River Styx is actually ......