After listening to Daoist Tang's words, I smiled awkwardly.

I don't know how to answer.

But the master next to me said to me at this time:

"Xiao Qin, don't pay attention to this old bastard.

Worse than useless. ”

As soon as Master's voice fell, Tang Daochang was unconvinced:

"Old trash, who are you talking about?

If I hadn't used the magic just now.

You can be beaten out of by that Miao Nanzi. ”

"Hehehe, you also call it a divine technique? An inflatable doll at most! ”

"Dog stupid, who do you say inflatable doll?"

“……”

It was fine just now!

Now, the two old guys are squirting again.

The scene was tense, and there was a posture of starting if there was no agreement.

Mo Ting and I could only persuade our master to separate the two of them.

These two must be old enemies.

When dealing with Miao Nanzi before, there was a tacit understanding.

After the fight was over, the two began to turn their faces and deny people, becoming incompatible, and they didn't know what estrangement existed between the two.

Mo Ting and I persuaded and pulled, and quickly separated our respective masters.

My master took a puff of his cigarette:

"Whew! This old clump and dog is mentally retarded, if it weren't for his efforts just now, I would definitely have abolished him. ”

I twitched my cheeks and said with a smile:

"Master, don't feel uncomfortable.

Now that the female ghost in red is dead, the puppet of the demon Miao Nanzi has also been burned.

What do we do next? ”

When Master heard me say this, he took another puff of cigarette and calmed down:

"Go to the wooden shed and burn all the immortal rice.

These rice, you can't let it ripen.

As for the demon, you don't have to worry about it, someone will clean him up......"

Master gave a brief explanation of what to do next.

I was stunned for a moment, "Someone will clean him up", who?

But seeing that Master didn't say anything, I didn't have to ask.

With an "um", he rested in place for a while, and then walked to the wooden shed.

At the same time, Tang Daochang and Mo Ting on the other side also followed.

The two old fellows glanced at each other, and both showed a look of contempt, and once again became incompatible.

When we came to the wooden shed, it was half collapsed.

As soon as Master and Daoist Tang arrived, they squeezed in directly, and no one would let anyone.

Moting and I could only follow behind, ready to fight at any time.

I'm afraid that these two little old men will suddenly do it.

After entering the house, Moting and I turned on our phone flashlights.

The house was not very large, and half of it was crushed.

On the remaining half, there is a wooden table, rattan chairs, and a few black charms.

Next to the table, there is also a white bag the size of a washbasin.

I lifted it in my hand, and it felt like a load of flour, seven or eight pounds.

"Brother Qin, what's in this bag?"

Moting spoke suddenly.

"It feels like flour."

I'm not sure, just open the rope at the mouth of the pocket.

When Mo Ting saw this, he reached out and grabbed a handful.

A handful of white noodles and pinched them in his hands.

He also sniffed it, frowned and said:

"It's not like flour, there's a lot of particles, and it feels like rice noodles."

But as soon as his words fell, Daoist Tang, who was investigating in front, turned around.

I saw Mo Ting grabbing a handful of white noodles in his hand and said that it was rice noodles.

Rolled his eyes directly:

"Rice noodles are fart, that's ashes.

You are also holding it with your hands, and you are not too cautious to panic. ”

"Ahh Ashes? ”

Mo Ting was startled, hurriedly shook his hand, and threw away the ashes in his hand.

I also felt a "pop" in my heart.

This big bag of ashes, how many bones do you have to grind?

Moreover, what is this Miao Nanzi doing with so many ashes?

Lack of calcium, make yourself soup to drink?

No, definitely not.

This demon claims to be a rice planter, is this ash used to grow immortal rice and ghosts?

As soon as I thought of this, Moting spoke:

"Master, why are these demons doing so many ashes here?

Is this ash a human bone or an animal bone? ”

Moting kept rubbing his hands together and wiping the ashes from his hands.

Tang Daochang kicked the ash bag with his foot:

"What bones who knows.

As for what, guess what? ”

Mo Ting was stunned for a moment, and replied tentatively:

"It can't be rushed, is it?"

Tang Daochang's face sank:

"Shit, you think it's VV soybean milk powder?"

Meighting was a little embarrassed:

"I'm not the demon, how do I know this?

Brother Qin, do you know what this ashes are used for? ”

Moting turned to look at me.

I didn't hesitate to say what I had speculated about:

"I think this thing should be used to grow immortal rice, right?

I don't know ......"

After speaking, I looked at Daoist Tang.

Tang Daochang said "um":

"That's right, that's what it uses to fertilize immortal rice.

That immortal rice eats flesh and blood and sucks ashes.

So it's thicker than normal rice.

But this straw is also very evil and can absorb yin energy.

Xiao Mo, take this ashes away in a while and throw them into the stream to wash them away. ”

Moting let out an "oh".

At the same time, my master has searched the entire house, including the place where it collapsed.

Aside from a few black symbols, nothing of value was found.

When Daoist Tang saw my master coming back, he didn't stay.

He greeted Moting and walked out of the room.

Master also waved at me and motioned for me to leave.

Without hesitation, I turned and walked out of the wooden shed.

Master walked behind.

But when he left, he lit a fire.

didn't go far, and the wooden shed of Miao Nanzi had already fallen into a sea of fire......