"Cousin, what kind of treasure did that wooden road chief give you?"

Coming out of the dilapidated Puyun Temple, Rong Tianding was very curious about what the Mudao people mysteriously gave Zhang Xuezhou.

Looking at Mu Daoren's distressed face, it seemed that he had handed over something amazing.

"I don't know, he said that you can only use it when you see the yin object, and you can't usually open it, so as not to have no effect when you use it!"

Zhang Xuezhou was holding a small jar sealed with red cloth, he shook it slightly, and he didn't feel what was in the jar.

Zhang Xuezhou has seen the magic weapon of the Dan furnace that does not return to alchemy, and the structure is so ingenious that Zhang Xuezhou is envious, and the alchemy method of water and fire is even more amazing.

This made Zhang Xuezhou very curious about the magic weapon, no less than Rong Tianding's mentality of wanting to figure it out at this time.

But since Mudaoren said it, it is inconvenient for Zhang Xuezhou to remove the red cloth now.

"It should be better than pig blood vessels!" Zhang Xuezhou added.

"What is written in that old beastskin book?" Rong Tianding asked with interest.

"That's the ghost catching experience he has collected over the years," Zhang Xuezhou sighed: "Even he didn't practice it." ”

"Do you have any experience if you haven't practiced?"

Rong Tianding had a hard time understanding this kind of experience.

Zhang Xuezhou gestured from time to time, constantly turning the mana flow in his body, trying to successfully use the Yin Summoning Trace Technique.

can rest assured that it will be handed over to the Mudao people Yin Trace Technique, and this technique will naturally not be very profound.

And the Mudao people are well aware of the hidden dangers of this art, and they have never practiced this art.

Lacking the corresponding exchange of learning experience, Zhang Xuezhou can only try his luck and see if he can learn it before he wants to use it.

His behavior was temporary, but after several attempts to trace the yin matter, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he had succeeded in hugging.

In his body, the subtle mana continued to entangle thirteen acupuncture points, and thirty-two ** points were involved, and when Zhang Xuezhou stretched out his hand and pointed at it, a black shadow suddenly appeared from his fingers.

Faintly, Zhang Xuezhou could still perceive a hissing sound like a snake.

The continuous operation of mana also made this black shadow begin to twist its body, constantly rotating and adjusting, as if it was looking for a direction.

"It seems that the breath of the yin is simulated through mana, and then the relevant comparison of the search is made, and the direction is guided after the target is determined!"

Zhang Xuezhou looked at the shadow with his fingers entwined, and he only felt that the shadow was somewhat similar to the breath of the white-clothed and complaining hanged ghost woman that day.

He also knew another reason why the Mu Dao people didn't practice the Yin Matter Tracing Technique.

For the Mu Dao people who mainly cultivate the hanging ghost, even if they cultivate the Yin Matter Tracing Technique, the positioning will always be fixed on the hanging ghost next to them, and it is difficult to have other possibilities to guide the direction.

It is no wonder that the Mudao people went to Shilipo Longmen Village to do the rituals, but they still did not recognize the hiding place of the Yin object.

"If it weren't for the hanging ghost raised by the Taoist Elder who died, I'm afraid that this Yin Thing Tracing Technique would take me to Puyun Temple!"

Zhang Xuezhou was thoughtful.

He walked forward with everyone, and carefully maintained his mana, constantly relying on the Yin Matter Tracing Technique to find the Yin Matter.

When his eyes were a little dark, Zhang Xuezhou quickly stopped this technique and looked up at the village that was getting closer and closer.

"Finally arrived at Longmen Village, this place is really far away, and the road is still difficult to walk!"

Rong Tianding, who went out for the first time, lost his initial activity, shrugged his head and let out a burst of complaints.

"It's only twenty miles away, and Li Erlang has to walk a few times every day," Rong Li frowned.

"This road is not easy, he is much more tired of collecting pigs than we are to kill pigs" Rong Tianding sighed: "People are so hard, do you want to give him a raise?" ”

"Young Owner ......"

Li Erlang, who had placed the pig's blood in advance to greet him, suddenly burst into tears when he heard it, he used to feel that Rong Tianding had no heart and lungs, but the current thoughtfulness made his heart warm, he only felt that Rong Tianding left the broken painting stall and hurriedly inherited the ancestral business of killing pigs, so that everyone could have a good life.

"Mother will take you to see those pig farmers in a while!"

Rong Li didn't respond directly, and mentioned another thing to Rong Tianding.

This made Li Erlang, who was thinking about raising his salary, quickly snorted and bluntly said that he was used to working hard.

The snake has a snake road, the rat has a mouse road, and he looks at the bitterness of his daily rush, but the cat is not small when collecting pigs, and there are various operating spaces for weighing and lowering prices.

This is also the main reason why he has been following Rong Ligan for more than ten years.

He doesn't get much salary, but he doesn't have a lot of oil and water for collecting pigs, and he almost has extra income every day.

When Li Erlang pressed the scales and lowered the price, he didn't think about whether the pig farmers were working harder, but he just thought that every penny he squeezed could go into his pocket.

His head was agitated, and he felt that some of the dissatisfaction thoughts that had arisen in the past had disappeared cleanly.

Hearing that Rong Li was going to take Rong Tianding to see the pig, Li Erlang quickly guided the direction.

"Rong is in charge, you should rest first from afar, I paid thirty yuan from the village chief and asked for two chase shops, let's take a look at the place where we settle down, and then ask the people in the village to see how the matter of the young owner is solved?"

"It's good!"

Rong Li nodded.

Compared with letting Rong Tianding identify the knowledge of the pig chief in the township and village, so as not to be collected by the pig official in the future, it is obviously more important to avoid Rong Tianding being beaten with a cane at the moment.

Walking in Longmen Village, Rong Li looked at some curious eyes, and could see some children with fairy paintings hanging around their waists.

This made her heart a little heavy.

The Rong family killed pigs and fought with people many times before occupying the East Market and becoming the only slaughtering business, but they never cheated people, did not deceive people, did not lack catties and two, and earned clean money.

And right now, Rong Li feels that Rong Tianding shouldn't make this kind of money.

She only felt that Rong Tianding followed Jia Zhiyuan to read and paint and read her heart crookedly, which made her think that Rong Tianding had to kill pigs and inherit the ancestral business.

"We came along the road, and the villagers seem to be talking about ghosts, where are the ghosts they are talking about?" Rong Li asked in a low voice.

"That Wang Fuan is a water ghost on the other side of the Longmen River, the ghost should be over there!"

Li Erlang pointed in the direction, his fingers couldn't help but tremble, feeling that he could only guide the direction, and he didn't want to go over there to check at all.

He led the way to the Chase bunk room provided by the village chief, but Rong Li didn't have much thought.

Just after a brief look at the place where she landed, she pulled out the pig-killing knife at her waist, and then strode out of the door.

"Mother! You wait for me! ”

Rong Tianding rubbed his feet, and then followed.

"You'd better rest and look for that ghost!"

Compared with Rong Tianding's physical strength, Jia Zhiyuan was even more unbearable, and after walking down twenty miles, Jia Zhiyuan didn't even want to speak.

His ass was not yet hot, and he saw Rong Li going to investigate the place of the water ghost, but he felt that it was difficult to keep up with the speed of this woman.

"Uncle, don't worry, it's difficult for ghosts and yin things to appear during the day" Zhang Xuezhou said: "Let's ask the neighbors more and see if anyone knows some relevant information about this water ghost!" ”

"It's good!"

was persuaded by Zhang Xuezhou, and Jia Zhiyuan's heart settled down a lot.

Rong Lifeng is good at killing, but his mind is more delicate, and he can communicate with the villagers of Longmen Village to see if he can get more comprehensive information than Li Erlang.

For a while, everyone divided labor, and they all had a place to go.