After a pause, Dao Si straightened up and pondered for a moment, and slowly spoke: "I know who can solve this matter. ”

Nodding my head, I followed her to Xingshan Village, not far away, I don't know how long I walked, until we reached the last house at the end of the village, we didn't stop.

With a long sigh of relief, Dao Temple pulled out a smile, completely devoid of the weak appearance just now.

Carrying his soaked skirt, he ran into the yard, his hair fluttering in the wind.

"Uncle Li, I've brought a friend!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man of about forty years old with an umbrella came out of the room, with a long beard.

Looking at the soaked Taoist Temple worriedly, he blamed her for why she didn't use an umbrella.

It took a long time for him to notice me standing not far away, at a loss, and looked at me coldly for a while, and called me into the room with a displeased expression.

The man smiled and poured a cup of hot water and handed it to the Taoist Temple, ignoring me.

When I saw the Taoist Temple handing me the hot water, the look in my eyes was even more terrifying than the ghosts I had met before, and I wanted to cut me with a thousand knives.

I was a little confused, and I didn't dare to drink the hot water, so I kept holding it.

After a few words of greeting, the Taoist Temple entered the main topic and took the Kuman Tong wrapped in a shroud in my hand.

The man's eyes were a little relieved: "Yes, Xiaodao is getting smarter and smarter, tell me how you came up with the idea of using the shroud?" ”

Spreading his hands, Daoji pointed to me standing beside him.

The man's face immediately changed: "Generally, the shroud can be regarded as something that can wrap the soul, you can think of it." ”

was shocked by the contrast between this person's front and back, how did he change his face so quickly?

After smiling awkwardly, I began to explain what had happened.

With a yawn, the man clearly didn't want to bother with it.

Daosi stood up and poured a cup of hot water and handed it to the man: "Uncle Li, that person is my friend, you can help." ”

Seeing that the man didn't react, Daosi's eyes changed his tone, and he crossed his waist and obviously looked reasonable: "Uncle Li, you see that you have raised me for so many years, with hard work, I know that you are most worried about me, and now that my friends and I are in danger, how can you not care?" ”

With a sigh, the man stood up and walked towards the backyard with Kuman Thong.

The man took out a piece of yellow paper from his pocket, bit his index finger and quickly drew a talisman that I had never seen before.

Holding a lighter and holding some firewood, it was raining heavily outside, how could it be lit.

Daosi tugged at my arm and whispered in my ear, "That's the incendiary charm." ”

But just when I was wondering, the men's group lit the charm and threw it on the firewood.

Suddenly, sparks flew around.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and a layer of mist splashed on the eaves.

Even the pouring rain could not extinguish the flames in front of them.

The piercing screams echoed in my ears, and I couldn't help but take a step back.

A small hand grabbed my arm, and Dao Si raised his head to look at me and pointed to the burning shroud: "Don't worry, leave it to Uncle Li." ”

Puffs of black smoke rose into the sky, and the man stood up and clapped his hands.

Looking at the burnt bronze statue in a pile of ashes on the ground, I was a little shocked that a single talisman could burn Kuman Thong like this.

Swallowing my saliva, I began to wonder about the true strength of this man.

If the Dao Temple was taught by him, then wouldn't this person's strength be above the Dao Temple.

The rain stopped, and after a hurried goodbye, I walked with the temple to the way home.

The sky was spotless washed by the rain, and the fog-shrouded mountains showed their tips.

The Taoist temple walked lightly, and the pace quickened a lot, and I stepped on the puddle, perhaps deliberately, and all the water accumulated in the small pit splashed on my legs.

Until darkness gradually filled the sky, I lay on the kang and swiped my phone.

The sound of the door being pushed open came, and I sat up and watched as Zhang Peng and Lao Wang moved the body in safe and sound.

The hanging heart finally returned to his stomach and followed them to the warehouse.

Looking at the corpse wrapped in a white cloth on the iron bed, I turned my head to look at Zhang Peng.

Before I could ask him how he was, he took my hand and looked grateful: "Brother, this is the second time you have saved me, and I can't repay him for being a cow or a horse." ”

Waving my hand, I was a little surprised and a little excited.

I patted Zhang Peng on the shoulder: "It's okay." ”

Watching them leave, I closed the door to the warehouse and lifted the shroud.

The body was not particularly badly damaged, but it had been slashed several times, and its skin was peeled open.

Looking at the yellow-white solid candle-like thing on the corpse, a little brittle, as if it could be crushed with a little force, I reached out and touched it, it was slimy.

This is corpse wax, and it is most likely the corpse that has been immersed in water for a long time or in moist soil.

Straighten up, light three sticks of incense, and begin to comb the man's hair.

With a long sigh of relief, there was a rancid smell in the room, and I didn't hesitate to open the closed window to look at it.

A cool breeze blew into the room, and I shrugged my nose, finally feeling better.

The technique of threading the needle and thread in the hand is becoming more and more proficient, but it still can't reach the perfection of the master, and the thread does not shine on the sun.

He sighed as the overhead light began to flicker.

is a little helpless, this eighty percent is a prank of the Taoist Temple.

I ignored it, and it wasn't until it was almost time that I looked up.

With a snap, the overhead light went out, and I just wanted to let the temple go back to sleep, but the words were on my lips, but I didn't say it.

By the moonlight, I saw a pair of eyes staring straight at me behind the slightly open wooden door.

Putting down the stitches, I tightened my grip on the sword that had been set aside.

The old creaking sound of the door opening echoed through the silence of the room, and my palms were sweaty, staring at the crack in the door.

As time went on, I could see that the crack in the door was getting bigger and bigger, until it opened wide and the man was fully visible to me.

With my sword in hand, I rushed out and stabbed at the man.

The swordsmanship and footwork that the Taoist Temple taught me were all universal, and I was a little proud to see that the man couldn't resist.

But the man ran to my side at some point and grabbed my wrist.

With an exclamation, I felt the power in my wrist as if it was about to crush mine.

The sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Breaking free of his hand, I quickly reached out to pick up the sword on the ground, only to see a foot in canvas shoes kick the sword straight away.

When I looked up again, the door light was on not far away, and I could see the person in front of me clearly.

"Master, why are you here?"

"If you don't come again, the next time we meet, you won't break up my old bones." He patted me on the shoulder, seeming a little relieved and a little surprised.

A rush of footsteps came: "Brother, why didn't you know me when you came back." ”