Chapter 7: The Thief Who Stole the Spirit Grass

At this time, Wang Qingyun rushed over with more than a dozen young people, all of whom were carrying a wooden bucket with black dog blood in the bucket.

"Uncle Nine, are you okay?" asked Wang Qingyun with concern.

Wang Changsheng shook his head and said, "It's okay, the ghost thing has been destroyed by me, who lived in this mansion before?"

"It's a businessman surnamed Yang, he raised a foreign house, but more than ten years ago, the outer house died of illness, and the businessman surnamed Yang has not come back since, and the house has been empty. ”

A young man raised his eyebrows, sniffed lightly a few times, showed a look of disgust on his face, and said, "It stinks!

When Wang Changsheng heard this, he also smelled a foul smell, which came from the well.

After lifting the stone that pressed against the well, with the help of torches, everyone saw the corpse of a woman in the water of the well.

"Xiaofeng should be killed by someone, throw the corpse into the well, Qingyun, tomorrow morning, send someone to salvage the corpse, burn the corpse, and tear down all the houses in this courtyard, if the original owner comes back, the original price will be compensated to him. Wang Changsheng commanded.

"Uncle Nine, should this well be sealed?"

"Seal it! First burn it with lychee wood, in addition, check it again, everyone's homes are not allowed to plant locust trees, poplars, willows, mulberry trees and neem trees, if there is, cut it down immediately, by the way, after demolishing the house, plant a few peach trees in the yard, send people to water them regularly, and wait for the peach trees to bear fruit, it is estimated that the yin qi is almost dispersed. ”

Wang Qingyun nodded and said, "Yes, Uncle Nine, my nephew will do it tomorrow, it's getting late, Uncle Nine, you go back and rest! ”

Wang Changsheng did not object, and after a few words, he left.

The next morning, Wang Changsheng had breakfast, and under the leadership of Wang Qiuxian, he checked door to door, and after confirming that there was no place with heavy yin qi, Wang Changsheng was relieved.

At noon, Wang Qingyun took a group of clan elders and personally sent Wang Changsheng and Wang Qiusheng out of Wangjia Town.

"Qiusheng, you go back to Lotus Island first! I still have some things to do, I'll go back later." Wang Changsheng commanded.

"Yes, Ninth Uncle!" Wang Qiusheng honestly agreed.

After Wang Qiusheng walked away, Wang Changsheng's lips moved slightly, and a white cloud appeared out of thin air under his feet, lifting him up and flying into the distance.

Half an hour later, Wang Changsheng appeared in the sky above a desolate mountain range,

His magic changed, and the white cloud slowly descended in a narrow valley.

Not far from the valley there is a cave more than one person high and two people wide, which does not look special.

After walking more than 100 zhang, the front suddenly opened up, and a cave of more than 100 zhang size appeared in front of Wang Changsheng.

There is nothing special about the cave, and there is no grass.

Wang Changsheng came to a somewhat smooth stone wall, put his hands on the stone wall, and chanted words in his mouth, and after a while, his hands lit up with a burst of yellow light.

An astonishing scene occurred, and a large amount of mud and sand fell from the stone wall.

It wasn't long before a hole that could only be passed through appeared in front of him.

Wang Changsheng followed the narrow entrance of the cave and came to a grotto with a size of more than ten zhang.

When he first came to Ping'an County, Wang Changsheng really couldn't stand the Lotus Island, where the aura was weak, and wanted to find a place with relatively abundant aura, for this reason, he walked all over the mountains in Ping'an County, and luckily found this cave, there was a section of spiritual veins in the cave, but it was very small, the size was only two zhang, and the aura was relatively weak, and it was a little reluctant to cultivate.

Having said that, the Wang family had already explored the three counties under their control, but they didn't find anything.

Wang Changsheng was able to discover this section of the spiritual vein, it was purely accidental, the grotto where the spiritual vein was located was separated from the cave by a wall, Wang Changsheng was practicing spells in the cave at that time, and inadvertently broke through the wall, and then he discovered this section of the spiritual vein.

Since discovering a section of spiritual veins in the cave, Wang Changsheng will use magic weapons to slash when he encounters a cave, but he has not found it.

The spiritual vein is only two zhang in size, the area is too small, dark and dull, and it is not suitable for planting the spirit valley.

Wang Changsheng planted more than 20 black moon grasses, black moon grass usually grows in damp and dark caves, five years of black moon grass is the material for making blank rune paper, and the Wang family planted a lot of black moon grass.

The environment of the grotto is not damp, but Wang Changsheng deliberately dug out a pool of three or four zhang to create a humid environment.

Every other month, Wang Changsheng would come here to water the Black Moon Grass.

This time, as soon as Wang Changsheng walked into the grotto, the smile on his face froze.

More than twenty black moon grasses were gone, and the water in the pool was gone.

The water in the pool has not dried up for three years, and it is impossible for the pool to dry up if it does not come for a month.

Wang Changsheng walked quickly to the pool, and carefully found that there was a hole the size of a watermelon at the bottom of the pool.

Apparently, the water in the pool flowed down this hole.

Wang Changsheng saw the hole and frowned.

When he first built the pool, he used fossilism to turn the earth into stone, and it stands to reason that there could be no hole, but only one possibility is that an animal dug through the pool, and the water in the pool flowed away, and the animal ate the black moon grass again.

When Wang Changsheng thought of this, he only felt a pain in his flesh, and three years of hard work were in vain.

After thinking about it, he planned to catch the animal that had stolen the Black Moon Grass and kill it to vent his hatred.

Wang Changsheng took out a cloth bag from his arms, opened the cloth bag, and put the two baked cakes on the ground.

He began to mutter, and it didn't take long for his body to light up with a dazzling blue light, and his figure blurred and disappeared.

Half an hour later, a chubby yellow rat emerged from a hole in the pool.

Unlike normal mice, this mouse has a long nose and is obese.

Its nose sniffed a few times in the air, and it quickly climbed out of the pool and pounced on the baked cake.

Just as it was eating the baked cake, Wang Changsheng appeared.

As soon as he raised his hand, a golden light flew out.

Because Wang Changsheng had his back to the yellow mouse, it did not find Wang Changsheng.

The golden light quickly circled around the yellow rat a few times, wrapping it around to death.

The yellow rat made a strange "chirping" sound from its mouth and struggled.

"I didn't expect it to be a first-order low-grade demon rat, no wonder it could dig up stones. Wang Changsheng's face was overjoyed.

There was a faint aura fluctuation on the yellow mouse's body, and if it weren't for Wang Changsheng being an immortal cultivator, he wouldn't be able to see it.

But the aura here is weak, how can there be a demon rat!

Could it be that an ordinary rat ate ate the Black Moon Grass and was promoted to a demon rat? Although more than 20 Black Moon Grass plants are not a small number, but the Black Moon Grass is only three years old, and the aura contained in it is not much, and an ordinary mouse has eaten more than 20 Black Moon Grass, which is not enough to be promoted to a demon rat!

Could it be that there is a bigger spiritual vein here? This demon rat's nest happens to be in the land of the spiritual vein, and after a long time, it has slowly been promoted to a demon rat!

Wang Changsheng thought about it carefully, and overturned this possibility, if ordinary rats were promoted to demon rats so easily, the family would have domesticated a large number of spirit rats for sale.

Although the spirit mouse is the lowest-level spirit beast, it is a spirit beast anyway, and it can sell dozens of spirit stones, to say the least.

It seems that this spirit beast must have some unknown chance, so it was lucky to be promoted to a demon rat.

"Tsk!"

The yellow rat let out a strange cry from its mouth, as if protesting against Wang Changsheng tying it up.

"You ate the spirit grass I planted, and you still want me to release you, so be my spirit beast in the future!" Wang Changsheng said with a chuckle.

Although it is only a first-order low-grade demon rat, if it is sold in the market, it will cost dozens of spirit stones, but compared with the value of more than twenty Black Moon Grasses, Wang Changsheng still loses money.