Dragon God again?

I didn't expect that even Uncle Da was so superstitious, but if you think about it carefully, it's normal, it's not that no one in the yin line believes in the existence of the underworld and gods.

I was surprised only because I didn't have anyone like that around me.

Thinking of this, I put aside the doubts in my heart and asked, "Uncle Da, what is the god of water?" Isn't the dragon king the god of water? ”

In my impression, the dragon king is the god of water sealed by heaven, in charge of a body of water, according to the laws of heaven, the clouds and rain.

But I don't want to, Uncle Da's statement is completely different from what I remembered.

The water god is only the dragon king's subordinates, and there are many of them, most of whom are incarnated by drowned people.

The so-called title of the god of water is more like an honorific title.

For the dragon king Uncle Da can't say a reason, compared to the dragon king girl who is regarded as a maid, and is regarded as the water god under his hands, the dragon king itself is more like a legend, no one has seen it exactly.

Putting aside the dragon king, I suddenly found that after talking for a long time, isn't it a terrible ghost who was drowned.

Just deal with the other party as a ghost, whether the dragon king exists or not, you can't just catch it.

Having made up my mind, I said, "Uncle Da, that water god has a great influence on you, you hide first, and I will deal with him." ”

"Xiaolong?"

"Don't worry."

Giving Uncle Da a reassuring look, I turned around and returned to the stairs, where the water god was still standing quietly on the water surface of the living room below.

Maybe he knew that he couldn't affect me, so he didn't continue to wave, and from a distance, it looked like a wooden puppet that couldn't move.

I don't know how to use ghost fire, and Liu Chang's ability is not suitable, so I have to use the means I am best at to solve it.

In the direction of the god of water, I lit the incense candle.

The light of the fire dispelled the darkness around it, and it was still invisible under the water, but the appearance of the water god became clear.

The pale and puffy figure is full of clothes that originally fit.

The edematous face makes the facial features seem to have shrunk by a model, which looks a little terrifying.

However, from some details, I can still tell that this water god is not very old.

"I drowned at a young age, so I was very angry?"

I fanned the green smoke that was rising from the curling up, and the green smoke that had been twisted upwards drifted directly towards the god of water.

This is a temptation, and the ghosts are not immune to fireworks, but the ghosts that are subject to fireworks will be much easier to deal with, just like people, people with desires are better to deal with than people without desires.

The green smoke curled and touched the water god's body, but it seemed to be soaked by the water on his body, turning into black dirt and sticking to the water god's clothes.

"Not subject to fireworks? It seems that only brute force can be used. ”

My hand fanned again, this time not at the green incense, but at the candle flame.

The two candles turned into two lines of fire and were directly connected to the body of the water god, and the flames scorched the water god's wet clothes.

I didn't stop, I took out a handful of paper money and threw it out, and the white paper money like copper coins fluttered on the water, and was quickly dragged into the water by something unknown in the water.

More paper money landed on the two lines of fire, ignited by the flames, and the ashes that burned and turned into black floated along the line of fire towards the god of water.

More and more paper ash stained the clothes of the water god, absorbing the moisture from the clothes and turning into black mud.

As the moisture was sucked away, the water god's body began to change, and the puffiness on his body subsided somewhat.

It works, but the effect is not very obvious.

After all, the god of water is standing on the surface of the water, and there is a constant stream of water running down his feet, replenishing the place that is sucked dry by candle flames and paper ashes.

This has become a protracted war, and unless the water in the living room is exhausted, the water god will always be replenished.

My face remains the same, and I can't use Liu Jie to make complete preparations.

A glass bottle was taken out of the tool pocket, and inside was black grave soil.

This is the grave I dug up from several haunted old graves, and there are still remnants of the power of their owners.

Opening the glass bottle and taking aim, I threw the grave at the feet of the god of water.

The glass bottle overturned, and the grave soil fell directly into the water.

After just a few seconds, the otherwise calm water surface shook violently as if it were boiling.

Although I can't see it, I know that the grave soil is growing in the water, forcibly burying the strange ones in the water into the grave.

The soil covers his corpse, and the grave soil has the effect of suppressing the weird.

I couldn't see any results all of a sudden, so I took out something again.

Inside the small old porcelain bowl, there is a thin roll of gold thread.

The bones are also called golden bones, and when the grave is moved, the bones will be damaged due to various reasons such as terrain and flooding, and after the grave is moved, the damaged bones need to be restored according to the shape before death.

And the function of the gold thread is to fix the bones.

Carefully sort out the thread and place the thread on top of the green smoke.

The green smoke that drifted out instantly turned golden, and when it came into contact with the water god, it would not turn into silt, but began to circle around the water god.

When a roll of gold thread was used up, the water god's body was still covered with circles of golden smoke thread.

"Up."

I picked up the three sticks of incense, which were obviously very light, but they seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, which made me very laborious to lift them.

As the incense was lifted, the water god was slowly lifted away from the water.

Having lost contact with the surface of the water, the swelling on the water god's body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he faintly returned to his former appearance.

The water god was struggling, but it was too late.

He didn't move just now, and now he has lost the opportunity to move.

Without the suppression of the water god, the tomb soil rose rapidly, forming a piece of dirt at the feet of the water god.

As the water god struggled to descend, his feet were no longer on the water, but on the dirt.

The black earth began to spread upwards along the feet of the water god, as if to bury the water god in it and erect a tomb.

The water god struggled more and more, but the strength in his body was eroded by the candle flame, his whole body was imprisoned by the golden thread, and with the grave soil, all the struggles were in vain.

In just a few minutes, the water god was completely buried by the grave.

In the living room, which was originally turned into a waterhole, there was no trace of water in sight, only a black grave standing in it.

Before the incense candle was extinguished, I lit a pile of paper money, put a knife on the fruit, and finally sprinkled a glass of white wine in front of the grave.

The forced relocation ended, and the water god was buried in a new grave.

But I didn't have the slightest happiness in my heart, everything was so smooth that it made me a little worried.

Until he pulled the water god away from the water, the water god didn't make any movements, as if he was just a shell in line with me.

Wait, the shell?

Startled, I quickly turned around and ran down the hallway.

Uncle Da, who was originally in the corridor, has disappeared, and the closed window on one side does not know when it was opened.

On the windowsill, there was also a wet footprint.