Regarding borrowing longevity, this is a spell that only exists in witchcraft, and although the methods are different, they are all extremely detrimental to yin morality.

The borrowed life needs to be folded again and again, and the person who is borrowed has not yet reached the yang life, he needs to be locked up in the city of death until the day when the yang life is exhausted, and in these days, he will curse the person who borrowed his life day and night.

In this way, whether it is the caster, the borrower, or the recipient, they will not be able to live in peace.

Miao Laohan didn't ask about the god doctor in this product, and he stepped forward to check the pulse of the old god and God, and touched the old man's body left and right, with a Chinese doctor style.

But I saw that when he took the pulse, the Golden Silkworm Gu climbed directly onto the old man.

After a while, the old man coughed heavily a few times and began to call people.

A room full of people suddenly cheered, beckoning the old people in the village to come over to witness and divide the family.

Our Miao Divine Doctor was squeezed outside at this time, and his face was unhappy.

As soon as I went out, I heard other people outside the house whispering that there were many dead people in the village this year, and the money for eating tofu was much better.

Looking at the small black lines floating outside the house, my heart trembled, and I called my aunt with a cute face, innocently asking why people died.

Master heard me behaving from a distance, and asked Uncle Shi to sit on the threshold and listen.

As the saying goes, old age is hard to survive the winter, but this year, there are no less than 20 old people in the village who have died in the past two months, and everyone is going crazy.

I secretly calculated in my heart, on average, each old man borrows five years of life, which is converted into one year, and these twenty or so people have borrowed it for 20 years.

But now, witchcraft has been lost, how can anyone be so powerful, he can use the law to borrow more than 20 years. In terms of the principle of casting spells, it is better to borrow one person for a hundred years than to borrow twenty people for five years, and every time you borrow a life, the caster will be damaged.

How awesome this must be! I admired the spell caster in my heart, but I couldn't figure out why I had to borrow my life with such witchcraft.

Any magic practice to the end will help one's body, so Master, Uncle and Miao Laohan can't tell their age.

Before and after the master heard me tell me about the matter, his face also sank, and he looked at Miao Laohan on the side and sighed: "I thought that there was no one to pass on witchcraft, but I didn't expect that there were still masters alive." ”

Miao Laohan took a puff of dry cigarettes, stared at the main house for a long time, and snorted heavily.

I looked at him with contempt in puzzlement, but my heart was very heavy. No matter what, it's always bad to take a person's life, no matter what the reason.

A golden light slammed down on me from the window of the main room, and happily went down my neck to my waist. I'm already completely numb, and I don't need to look at it to know that it's the Golden Silkworm Gu.

There was a commotion inside for a while, and the village chief came out with his hands rubbed his hands and shrugged his shoulders, looking at us embarrassedly and asking what he could see.

I chuckled in my heart, this thing started to say that it was going to let me see a doctor, could it be just an excuse.

Seeing that no one replied, the village chief said to himself with a little embarrassment on his face, there are many people who have died in this village recently, and most of them are very strange, although no one reported the crime, all of them have made people panic, this village is his uncle-in-law, and it is his father's turn again, so he called us to see.

I heard from those aunts just now that there are no less than twenty of them now, and it is a sensation to think about the death of more than 20 people in the village in one winter.

But what's the matter with us?

Miao Laohan shook his head desperately, saying that it was a bad thing, this old man was eighty years old, and he was considered to be a long life.

But what I didn't expect was that a person slammed out of it, and he knelt directly at the feet of Miao Laohan, shouting that the divine doctor would save his life.

I was scared enough, last time it was the Yin Spirit kneeling master of the Wang family's aunt, but this time it was a big living person kneeling Miao old man.

The old immortal is also in the presence of the gods, let the man get up, saying that this matter really can't help, birth, old age, sickness and death are the way of heaven.

In fact, these are the rules of the line, others cast spells, you better ignore them, go their own way, or you won't be able to get along with others.

No matter which one you learn or which one you take, if you can not offend people, you will not offend.

The man who knelt down didn't care about it, but just snorted violently, and the concrete floor was stained with a lot of blood at once.

Miao Laohan, Uncle Shi and Lao looked at it indifferently, but Master couldn't stand it, touched his hand and helped him up, saying that he was in charge of this matter.

"Phew! You're such a rotten good person, and you don't want to think about how your tricks were ruined! Miao Laohan snorted viciously, his face full of disgust.

The master shook his head helplessly and asked the man to explain the matter clearly.

Anyway, the old people in the village died one after another, and they were all sick and without disaster. Originally, the village chief didn't want to take care of it, but there was a high-ranking father in the village who was only in his fifties, and he would also be lying in bed, so he had to find out the reason quickly.

This will not be done without thinking about it, no wonder the village chief was embarrassed to say it at first.

When the two village chiefs saw that the master had agreed, they were so happy that they dragged us to the house of the senior cadre.

Before I entered the room, I saw from a distance that small black lines were pulled out of the room and floated in one direction.

The village chief asked Miao Laohan to help wake up first, and then talk about the rest, so as not to make the senior cadre's family think that they were inactive.

Yuan Shiping pulled a compass and looked at it for a long time, and asked me if I saw something, I glanced at the black line flying in the air, shook my head and said no.

I don't know if it's because of the black snake gall in the mass grave, but I've been seeing things more and more clearly lately, especially those things.

Yuan Shiping smiled and looked at me for a long time, as if he didn't believe it. My unscrupulous uncle couldn't stand it anymore, so he pulled me over, saying that Daoist Yuan is a Taoist master, why do you want us evil sects to come and see what.

Saying that, he pulled me aside and asked me to tell him what I saw, my eyes were white at the moment, and I whispered to him about the black line, and Uncle Shi was busy patting his thigh, and asked me to lead him to the place of the black line, so that Miao Laohan could see our cleverness.

It turned out that this thing had been worried about the insects in the spring that Miao Laohan had stolen the limelight, and this would make his old man have to show off his demeanor.

With me on the side to guide the way, Uncle Shi majestically drew out a talisman, and there were words in his mouth, saying that he had already found the place where the person who borrowed his life, as long as he followed the talisman.

Master wanted to stop him from making trouble, but I hurriedly grabbed Master and followed Uncle Shi forward.

Out of the main courtyard of the village, I watched as the black line slowly drifted towards the village river. I asked who lived there, and the village chief's face was dark.

There are two rivers in this village, and the middle of the two rivers is a large open space that has been washed out, and there is a dilapidated old wooden house, which is said to be a former nunnery, which was copied without keeping it during the Cultural Revolution, and later the only mother-in-law in it was also organized to arrange marriage and children.

The nunnery in the countryside village, to put it bluntly, is not Buddha, not Tao, not easy, but it is also a little bit, and this mother-in-law is best at taking eggs.

If you want to ask questions, you only need to carry three eggs from your own chickens, a liter of rice, yellow paper incense candles, and an old hen. Then hand the egg you are carrying to the woman, what do you want to ask, 100% accurate, there is nothing that you can't ask.

This kind of magic sounds like Xuan, in fact, it is a kind of witchcraft, but you have to see it 100% accurately, which is really important to do.

After a while, Uncle Shi led Fu to stand on the bridge, it was already completely dark, the water at the confluence of the two rivers was rattling, and there was no light at all in the old wooden house that the nunnery had been converted.

The black lines floated in front of my eyes, and flew into the black wooden house like fireflies.

"Master?" Seeing that Uncle Shi stopped, the village chief called out in a small voice with a little trembling.

It is estimated that these two village chiefs are also very taboo about the mother-in-law, and the two men will almost hug each other.

I was very happy, and I went to play prestige with my uncle.

Yuan Shiping and Miao Laohan will stand on the bank of the river from a distance, looking at the river below, without saying a word.

Uncle Shi led a talisman and stood by the bridge for a long time, looking at me with a resentful face, gritting his teeth and stepping towards the bridge.

The bridge was built on two large planks together, and I don't know how many years it had been, and it creaked when I stepped on it.

I stood by the bridge with my master, trying to wait for my uncle to cross first.

The bridge was not more than five meters long, and Uncle Shi walked carefully to the middle of the bridge, and turned around to laugh at my guts.

I was about to reply, but suddenly I saw a sound of water under the bridge, and several thick aquatic plants crossed under the bridge, throwing them towards my uncle like long eyes.

Uncle Shi bowed his body, quickly took two steps back and retreated back to the bridge, and his face turned pale and the wet aquatic plants on the bridge deck quickly shrank back from the bridge deck.

"Whew!" Uncle Shi snorted heavily, didn't care about the pretending talisman, pulled his clothes away, and stepped towards the bridge.

But at this time, there was no change at all, and those aquatic plants seemed to be just a trick and had no feeling.

"Are you scared?" Uncle Shi stood at the head of the bridge and smiled proudly at us.

I was stunned, looked at my uncle in new clothes, didn't know what was going on, and helped my master slowly walk towards the bridge.

"Whew! Swish! ”

As soon as I stepped on the bridge, there were countless aquatic plants in the river under the bridge.

With a kick of both feet, I took advantage of the footwork taught by the master, a backflip, and returned to the bridge, but fortunately the master had not yet reached the bridge.

"Yang Meizai! You try again! Uncle Shi stood across the bridge and shouted at me.

I nodded, carefully put one foot in it, and when I saw that it was okay, I slowly put the other one on.

"Whew! Swish! ”

The long aquatic weeds quickly pulled down from under the bridge deck, and the fishy smell of the river swept in front of me.