I turned back to Tang Guoli and Wang Shukun and said, "You wait here, I'll go up and have a look." ”

The two stopped.

I climbed to the top of the cemetery, looked down, everything was clear at a glance, and couldn't help but say: "What a kneeling crime, what a tiger pounces on a dog." ”

From my point of view, the Chung Martyr Cemetery looks like a tiger descending from the mountain.

The cemetery of the small day is a creeping dog.

The dog can't lift his head in front of the tiger for eternity.

But now the shape of the dog has changed, and it is angry, and there is a vague tendency to crush the tiger.

If it weren't for the monument of the Heroic Soul Yongzhen, our heroes would have been bullied.

However, the root cause of today's situation is also that monument.

The place where the loyal souls are buried has been manipulated, and the killing spirit has been introduced.

In this way, Xiao Ri and our heroes are fighting here all the time.

If the bones of General Tang Lao are still there, even if the stele is tampered with, it will not be able to rise in those small days.

But the old man's bones were mutated and had to be removed, and the puppies had a tendency to pounce on their owners.

And the old man's bones can't be destroyed, otherwise the heroes in the garden will become scattered because of the loss of the boss, and they will be completely counterattacked by Xiaori.

I returned to the mountainside and asked, "How could Old Man Tang's bones suddenly change?" ”

Tang Guoli said: "Master Empty Silence went down the mountain to see it, and said that it may be that there was a powerful onmyoji hidden in the Xiaori business group when he first came, and he secretly did something to do it. ”

"Now that he has become a trend, he can't do anything, so he recommended you to me, saying that in today's world, only your luck can turn things around."

I was taken aback.

The bald donkey is not dead yet? Do you know that I have great luck in me?

I don't think I've seen him before, huh?

I can't help but feel creepy when I think about it, I really don't know what those big bald heads are doing when they eat fasting and chanting Buddha all day long?

It feels weird and scary.

I looked at Tang Guoli again and asked, "Mr. Tang has a mustache, could it be that he was also instructed by Master Empty Silence?" ”

Tang Guoli said: "Mr. Li's discerning eyes, when Master Empty Silence said that I had a straight face, and it was easy to suffer when dealing with Xiaori, he let me have a mustache!" ”

I see.

As long as it's used to be "cunning" for a small day, I don't care.

That's how it should be for those brutes.

As for what to forgive the juniors.

I just want to ask, what qualifications do you have to say forgiveness?

If you want to say, then please ask your grandparents, grandmothers.

They will not forgive!

I took a deep breath and said, "Go and help me prepare a table, a piece of large yellow paper, seven candles, and a handful of green incense." ”

Wang Shukun heard this and said: "Li Yang, it's not early, why don't you come back tomorrow?" ”

I shook my head and said, "Right now!" ”

I didn't see it, I could wait, but when I saw it, I couldn't wait for a moment.

I can't tolerate the martyrs in our land having to fight against those little days.

Not for a moment.

Tang Guoli immediately called the guards and asked them to go to the cemetery management office to prepare these things.

A few minutes later, the table was lifted.

I went back to the car and changed into the robe that my grandfather had left me.

Rinsed hands with mineral water.

After packing up, I straightened my waist and walked towards the high part of the cemetery, found an open space, and asked Tang Guoli's guards to put down the table.

I took the clay, put incense on it, and lit a candle.

With both hands, he placed the blood thorn in the middle, took half a step back, bit his middle finger, and wrote the sacrifice in blood.

As soon as the last word fell, a gust of wind rolled up around the altar, and the wind came abnormally, but it didn't feel a little cold.

The sacrificial text floated with the wind, and spontaneously ignited without fire in the void.

As the ritual lit up, the blood thorns on the table jumped.

As soon as he entered the cemetery, the god general in the blood thorn was very excited.

Now that the sacrificial texts have been burned, they are even more restless and want to go into battle to kill the enemy.

But they are ghosts after all, and now that it is not dark, they cannot come out.

On the contrary, the small days under the mountain had a sense, and the anger became more and more manic, and they overwhelmingly pressed towards the martyr's cemetery.

Huang Jiu jumped on my shoulder and said angrily: "A group of dogs dare to be presumptuous on the land of my Kyushu. ”

It said that the demonic energy was released, and it wanted to forcibly suppress the anger emitted by the soul of the little day.

I hurriedly stopped it and said, "Don't mess around, the atmosphere of the cemetery is upright, your demonic aura will disturb the aura here and leave hidden dangers." ”

Huang Jiu collected his demonic energy, grabbed my face angrily, and pulled my head over to look at it before it asked, "What do you mean?" Could it be that I'm not a demon in Kyushu? ”

"We youkai are also very patriotic, right?"

Huang Jiu said it seriously, and I couldn't refute its fist heart, and explained: "I know, but you also know that the aura is not allowed to move, otherwise it will leave trouble." ”

Only then did Huang Jiu let go of my cheeks and said, "The dog is raised, then you hurry up and find a way." ”

I nodded and motioned for Wang Shukun and them to step away.

The robe was a little big and seemed to be in the way, so I learned from Zuo Daoran's appearance and pushed the robe into the waistband of my trousers.

Then he took a deep breath, pinched the trick in his hand, slammed his left foot on the ground, and shouted: "The sun and moon are not seen in the head, and the stars do not hide the divine light. ”

When the words fell, I got up and stepped on the ground again.

However, after waiting for tens of seconds, the sky did not change.

I chuckled in my heart, could it be that I couldn't gather the dragon qi of the earth veins?

Huang Jiu sneered on the side: "The operation is as fierce as a tiger, and I looked down at the pestle in place." ”

Wang Shukun and Tang Guoli were all looking at me, making my face a little unbearable, and scolded Huang Jiu angrily: "Why don't you shut up for me, or will you come?" ”

Huang Jiu peeked at Zuo Daoran's codex, but the dragon control technique was not something that a small monster could cast.

Huang Jiu rolled his eyes and said, "You are a person, you are embarrassed, why don't you say it?" ”

I just took a breath of air, and I was dissipated by it.

This brute, I shouldn't have brought it to tear it down.

Wang Shukun also saw that I seemed to be tossing around, and said, "Mr. Li, why don't we come back tomorrow?" ”

They can't see the aura, they don't know that the soul of the little day has pounced on the cemetery, and if it drags on until dark, the situation of the empty bald donkey will be broken.

It doesn't matter if the game is broken, but those heroes will be hurt by Xiao Ri again.

How could I allow such a thing to happen right under my nose?

I adjusted my mentality and warned Huang Jiudao: "You'd better not mess with my mentality, there is something you have been deceiving Lao Tzu, be careful that Lao Tzu and your new accounts and old accounts are settled together." ”

Huang Jiu's eyes suddenly widened, obviously guessing what I was talking about, and hurriedly pinched his mouth.

I took a deep breath, steadied my breath, and shouted again: "Harness the dragon to cover the sky, give Lao Tzu." ”

As soon as I stepped on it, the mountains in the square circle trembled, and the dragon qi from all directions rushed in, gathering at my feet.

I exhaled in one breath, pointed my hand to the sky, and said, "Cover the sky!" ”