The female ghost in red escapes.

The master looked around, trying to track down the female ghost.

After listening to this, Mo Ting suddenly said to Tang Dao:

"Master, if we use the compass technique, we will definitely be able to find the female ghost who escaped."

When Tang Daochang heard this, he took a long breath:

"Hmmm! Compass to me! ”

Mo Ting did not hesitate, and quickly took out a palm-sized feng shui compass from his cloth bag and handed it to Tang Daochang.

I glanced at the pointer on the compass.

It should be disturbed by the yin qi here, and it is still rotating in an irregular and chaotic manner, unable to point out an accurate direction.

My master looked at Daoist Tang holding the compass and did not speak, but watched from the side.

Tang Daochang dragged the feng shui compass in the palm of his left hand, and his right hand kept changing one-finger prints.

The mouth was silently recited; Qian, Kun, Xun, Dui, Gen, Zhen, Li, Kan......

For each corresponding gossip direction, Tang Daochang made different finger prints.

Finally, make a sword finger and point to the compass in the palm of your left hand:

"Edict!"

Imperial decree together.

The compass hands, which were constantly rotating, suddenly stopped rotating.

Instead, they set a direction and then remain motionless.

Tang Daochang glanced at it and immediately made a judgment:

"Tatsumi, wind. The female ghost fled to the southwest, chasing! ”

After speaking, Tang Daochang dragged the compass and carried the peachwood sword on his back, and chased him in the southwest direction.

There were three of us left, and we were quick to keep up.

Such a fierce female ghost was born, if the grass is not cut and eradicated, the surrounding residents will definitely be harmed.

I also thought that I could grab the ghost life and increase the lamp oil.

We ran in the gloomy mountain forest.

Although Mo Ting and I are young people, we still can't keep up with the speed of Daoist Tang and Master.

They run so fast that even in this mountain forest, there is no problem in describing them as flying.

We crossed the ravine and continued our pursuit southwest along the dense mountain forest.

Lao Mo was injured, and his speed couldn't get up.

In order to take care of him, I could only continue to slow down and even lose it for a while.

Fortunately, Master, they will stop and wait for us from time to time, so that we will not be completely lost.

We pursued it for about three miles in the mountains until we came to a small stream.

The water of the stream is clear and reflects the moonlight.

The sound of the water gives people a very peaceful feeling.

And Tang Daochang, who led the way, stopped at this time.

He looked at the feng shui compass in his hand.

The three hands in the middle, one red, one black and one white, coincide at this time.

"How's it going? Did you find it? ”

My master asked, standing aside and frowning.

After chasing so far, everyone was so tired that they were sweating, and they were all holding their breath in their hearts.

Daoist Tang didn't quarrel with my master at this time, just nodded:

"The three needles coincide, and this female ghost should be within three hundred meters.

Let's be quiet and see where she's hiding. ”

Moting and I stood next to each other, nodding constantly.

Anyway, with the masters in charge, it's good that we follow and follow the command.

After determining the location of the female ghost, Daoist Tang and my master began to continue searching.

Let me and Moting follow behind......

Little by little, we walked forward, carefully surveying the surroundings along the creek.

I was afraid that I would make too much noise, so that the female ghost would hear the movement, and I scared her away.

So we move very slowly, we move very little.

After passing through a bush, we suddenly smelled a foul smell.

The further you go, the stronger the smell becomes, even stinking to the point of choking......

The four of us couldn't help but cover our mouths and noses when we smelled this.

Continue to follow the stench.

Soon, we discovered the source of the stench.

Not far in front of us, there were several fields of cultivated streams.

The foul smell emanated from those streams and fields.

I pinched my nose, what kind of stream paddy field is this, it stinks worse than a pit.

Even if you just get fat, it won't stink to this extent, right?

"Is this a field or a pit."

Mo Ting covered his mouth and nose and complained.

"Don't make a sound, go over and have a look!"

Daoist Tang interrupted Mo Ting, and then walked over to the stream paddies with my master.

Lao Mo and I didn't hesitate and quickly followed.

After walking in, we found that there were a lot of shed-grown rice in these stream paddies.

At a glance, there are five or six sheds in a row.

In the fields, there are many rotting livestock carcasses.

Cattle, sheep, cats and dogs, mice, bats, birds, etc.

Several sheds were densely packed with corpses, all soaked in water, crawling with white maggots.

The surroundings are full of flies and mosquitoes "buzzing", which is disgusting.

Although the shed was full of corpses and maggots.

However, the rice in the field is growing very well, and each plant is very thick, without any trace of rotten rhizomes.

But the leaves are not green, and some are even dark and gray.

At this time, facing the moonlight, it swayed and swayed.

Suddenly, we saw these sheds of rice and the corpses all over the fields, and we all showed surprised expressions.

Who grows rice in this deep mountain ravine?

Moreover, the carcasses of so many brutes are used as fertilizer?

Although the master and Tang Daochang, who were walking in front, did not speak, they looked a little nervous at this moment.

I pay attention to these rices and keep checking them.

Smelling and chewing, he looked shocked.

I saw that Master and Tang Daochang were acting strangely, their expressions were solemn, and they were still very concerned about these rice.

Suddenly, I remembered that Master had told me about the undead straw man before.

He said that the mother and son of the murderous building were tied with straw and planted with corpses.

This straw does not bask in the sun, only moonlight.

Once planted and tied into a puppet, you can become a ghost.

The headless ferociousness of last night was obviously planted by straw.

We're tracking the female ghost here.

Could it be that these rice in front of you are also used to grow ghosts?

Is it the master's mouth, the immortal rice in southern Xinjiang?