Wang Dashi didn't feel good.

"Turning the tiger away from the mountain?"

The group hurriedly chased in the direction where the black shadow was piercing, hoping to rescue Dongfang Mubai and Lin Zhenxia, and met them halfway, but saw Dongfang Mubai and Lin Zhenxia running back in embarrassment, and bright red blood came out of the backs of the two.

Ouyang Langzhong and Mrs. Ouyang of the medicine store spread ointment on the wounds of the two to stop the bleeding. The rest of the people searched for a long time, but they never found the Foot Flip Beast.

Wang Dashi ran over and asked Dongfang Mubai and Lin Zhenxia: "What happened, how did you get hurt like this!"

Lin Zhenxia felt embarrassed to be injured, and he couldn't let the stupid and low-level Wang Dashi make fun of him, so he "snorted" angrily, and glared at him: "It has nothing to do with you!"

Wang Dashi didn't say anything, he only felt a hot look on his face, and moved his steps boringly.

Dongfang Mubai opened his mouth: "Oh, Wang Dashi, it's okay, it's just a slight skin injury, it doesn't matter." ”

Wang Dashi still remembers that Dongfang Mubai used to be good to him, and remembers that every time he had an awkward relationship with Dongfang Qingluo, he would always uphold justice and criticize his younger brother. In Wang Dashi's heart, Dongfang Mubai is reasonable, distinguishes between right and wrong, and is affectionate and righteous. He also knew that Dongfang Mubai was a friend who could be made deeply, but compared to him, he was far behind, so he was reserved in front of Dongfang Mubai.

"Oh, I, I'm just asking. Wang Dashi replied.

Dongfang Mubai looked at Wang Dashi, smiled, first saluted, and then said: "Thank you for your concern, the speed of that black shadow flashing is extremely fast, and I was accidentally injured by it." ”

Wang Dashi smiled slightly, "That black shadow is probably a foot flipping beast, very powerful." ”

Soon after the ointment was applied, a thin scar had formed on the skin wound, and it was estimated that it would be fine.

Lin Zhenxia didn't expect Dongfang Mubai to be able to talk to Wang Dashi peacefully, so he left angrily.

Nanyang Xiaolian found water at this time, moistened the handkerchief, and wiped the sweat on Dongfang Mubai's face.

It didn't take long for Mr. Nanyang and Nanyang Xiaolian to return to the burial faction, and the four people from Dongfang Mubai and the medicine store had already returned. The local faction did not go back, but still observed and searched here, hoping to find a trace.

In recent days, it seems that winter has gone to spring, the earth has recovered, and the warmth has gradually thickened, but after all, it is still winter. Those pythons were rarely active in the cold weather, but they appeared frequently at this time, which is really an abnormal thing.

It's not too early to calculate the day, and the New Year will be in more than a month, when all the sects and factions gathered in the Xiantong Temple of Wutai Mountain, they thought that they would use one or two days to crack the dream disaster, but they didn't know that from the day of the burial faction, the more than a month had passed, and they didn't even grasp a trace of clues, and what made people even more anxious was that they were helpless and couldn't intervene. It's just that not long after this year, Mr. Nanyang is forty-six years old, and the disturbance of the dream disaster is a rehearsal of life and death, as for life or death, whether Mr. Nanyang can live past the age of forty-six, then it will be seen if he can crack the mystery.

These days have been hard work, without any results, and they are quite helpless, which makes the four local factions depressed and lose confidence. Wang Dashi was very impatient at this time, and he was still looking around the mountains and forests, but he didn't find anything abnormal after all. At this moment, I saw an old man walking towards the forest with a cane and a wine jug on his back.

It turned out to be the old man of Muqiu, Wang Dashi and his party of four, their eyes were green, and they greeted them happily.

Wang Dashi was the first to run over and support him.

Daifuku Right and Feng Yousheng then ran to the old man of Muqiu, scrambling to grab the old man's wine jug.

Daifuku Zuo brought a flat stone from the side and asked the old man Muqiu to sit down.

Old Man Muqiu took out a small pottery wine bowl from his pocket, set it aside, and poured mulberry wine in turn.

The old man Muqiu sat on the stone, smiled, and said, "Oh, the old man is free, I miss you, I heard that you have arrived at the burial sect, and I specially brought a pot of mulberry wine to taste with you." Hey, this person is just bored drinking, everyone drinks together, the wine is beautiful, and the people are happy......!

The three people on the right of Daifuku each drank three bowls, and they were endlessly happy.

Wang Dashi drank three bowls and did not renew the bowls.

The old man Muqiu was very surprised: "Guy, if you are worried about something, it is still not beautiful to have wine!"

Wang Dashi sighed: "Hey, old man Muqiu, it's not that the wine is not beautiful, it's really something on your mind!"

The old man of Muqiu seemed to guess: "Hehe, is it that you have encountered difficulties in solving the disaster of the Burial Sect, and there is no progress in the slightest! Hehe, I have heard about the Burial Sect, and it is indeed strange!"

Wang Dashi said: "That's natural, the New Year will be celebrated in a few days, over the years, Mr. Nanyang is forty-six years old, his brother and sister are forty-six days old, it is very strange, if you can't solve this disaster, then wait until Mr. Nanyang's birthday, that is, the period of death, there are not many happy days in life, live in fear all day long!"

The old man sighed, "Hey, yes, it's the curse of the snake spirit! It's the curse of the snake spirit!"

Because this disaster started from a strange dream that Nanyang Guigong had, so they all called such a disaster a dream disaster, how could there be a "curse of the snake spirit"?

"How is it the curse of the snake spirit, what is the curse of the snake spirit?" Wang Dashi frowned, there seemed to be a trace to follow, tracking the bottom of the question.

The old man Muqiu smiled: "Come, come, drink this wine, drink mulberry wine, I am immortal, let me make it clear to you!"

Wang Dashi took the mulberry wine handed over by the old man Muqiu, stuffed it in his stomach in two sips, and asked, "Old man Muqiu, what is the curse of the snake spirit, is there still a lot of things about the snake spirit here?"

The old man of Muqiu was very complacent with his mulberry wine, and it seemed that the more wine the four of them drank, the more they proved the essence of the craft of winemaking, and the happier they were, even if they drank all their stored wine, it didn't matter.

Wang Dashi saw that the old man Muqiu was drinking, so he didn't ask any more questions, he just wanted to finish the mulberry wine as soon as possible, and after drinking, the old man Muqiu would naturally say something related to the "snake spirit curse".

Counting that everyone drank a lot, Wang Dashi was a little drunk, and then he drank three more bowls of wine until the wine in the jug was drunk clean.

The old man Muqiu touched his pocket at this moment, only to see a trace of surprise in his expression, and then said to Wang Dashi: "I used to be an old friend of Nanyang Turtle Gong, and I am also his sect member ......."

Wang Dashi was uncomfortable when he heard "old immortal", and said pertinently: "Old man Muqiu, you are old and strong, you call yourself this, I feel reluctant to listen to it." ”

Old Man Muqiu laughed.

Feng Yousheng took it and said: "When people are old, the more they mention death, the more they don't die!"

The old man of Muqiu knocked on Wang Dashi's head: "Young man, do you hear, what the old monk Fengyou said is experience! Look, let's call him the old monk Fengyou, which means that he is only young!"

Although Wang Dashi didn't know that there was such a statement, he nodded, as if he understood.

It turned out that the old man of Muqiu was also a member of the burial sect, and he was a member of the coffin, from washing the body, dressing, entering the coffin, carrying the coffin, and sealing the soil, the process of this file was completed by entering the coffin.

The old man of Muqiu was the same age as Nanyang Guigong, and he knew a lot about the disaster of the burial sect.

At this moment, not only Wang Dashi, but also Dafu You, Fengyousheng and Dafu Zuo all wanted to know what the "snake spirit curse" was, so they urged the old man Muqiu to tell it.

The old man of Muqiu sighed and said, "Oh, I'm old and old! Oh, I can't even remember this old immortal!"

The four of them were stunned, and their enthusiasm was as if they were extinguished by ice water.

The Wind Wandering Monk smiled and said: "Old man Muqiu, you are not old, you think about it carefully, tell us the 'Snake Spirit Curse', you can talk as much as you can, the more you talk, the more mulberry wine we will drink next time we go to the cave where you live, the mulberry wine you make, hehe, it is really a peerless wine!"

When the old man Muqiu heard this, he opened his waist.

Dafu glanced at the Wind Wandering Monk to the right and said, "It's really unfortunate! How do you speak, you say that you are not old, and you still call the old man Muqiu, isn't that a contradiction!

Feng Yousheng pushed Dafu right: "Hmph, no matter how old the old man Muqiu is, he is also older than us, is it difficult for you to call people Muqiu milk baby!"

Dafu smiled right and said to the old man Muqiu: "Hehe, Muqiu baby, you are young, like a freshly knotted melon button, touch it with your hand, and the skin will break ......"

"Go, go, go...... Is there anything like what the two of you say? If you two do this, it will be a blasphemy against the old man! Go, go, go, sail with the wind, and shoot the horse at the opportunity!" said Daifukuzuo.

The three of them were arguing, and at this time, the old man Muqiu said: "The old man is really old and confused, although he can't remember it, but when he was young, he liked to record, and he liked to record everything in front of him in the book, and when he returned to the cave, he opened the record, and the old man could figure it out!"

The four of them suddenly remembered the thick pages of Old Man Muqiu's book, and they were all very happy.

Dafu smiled: "How can we forget the page of the book of the old man Muqiu, that book records the snakes and ghosts that happened in the local area and all the strange things in the local area!

The old man Muqiu said: "When Nanyang Guigong went to the ancient tomb that year, he was still young at that time, and after he came back, Nanyang Guigong married his daughter-in-law and gave birth to a child. As for the matter of Nanyang Guigong in the ancient tomb, Mr. Nanyang only knows a rough idea!"

When Wang Dashi heard this, he was very excited and said: "The clues here need to be sorted out, maybe you can find clues!"

Feng Yousheng said at this time: "However, the old man of Muqiu was a member of the burial faction back then, and he was the same age as Nanyang Guigong, so he must have known everything that happened before and recorded it. If we know more and connect some things, we will definitely be able to find some clues. Fucking hippie!"

Wang Dashi nodded yes, he was impatient, and immediately walked down the mountain with the old man Muqiu.

Daifuku followed with the three on the right.

The cave where the old man lived was not far ahead, over a sea of forests and over a ravine, but it would not take long to reach it.

The four of them walked with the old man of the woodhill, and saw a pig lying on the ground sleeping under a bush.

This is the big-faced pig of the beast drive, it has long been sick, always disobedient, and there is no way to drive the beast real person next to it. The big wooden beast beside him stood dumbfounded, and the bearded goat was happy, straightening up, and reaching out to pick the dead skin from the tree.

The big-faced pig, as if hearing unfamiliar footsteps, tossed up, got up, and sniffed with his nose out.

The real person who drove the beast said before that the big-faced pig gave birth to a litter of piglets before he came, and after giving birth, he was sick and listless all day long. The real person who drove the beast used to be a beast trainer in the circus, specializing in driving beasts, and had his own set of methods for driving animals. It's just that this big-faced pig really consumes a lot of attention to the beast driving real person, not only does he not have any specialties and skills, but what makes him even more troublesome is that the big-faced pig sleeps in addition to eating, drinking, and Lazar.

Wang Dashi and a few people were watching, and just about to leave, a few women walked down the mountain. This group of women is the midwife, led by the soft-handed aunt, and the three women behind them are the congregants.

It turned out that the disaster of the burial sect was really elusive, and Aunt Softhand had not figured out anything about it so far, and the New Year was approaching, so she took the congregation and her disciples to take the first step.

The big-faced pig kept sticking out his head to sniff, and when he walked to the path, he lay down sideways, motionless, and stopped Wang Dashi and his party and the old man Muqiu at the moment. The few people in the delivery line behind were also unable to walk.

After the big-faced pig lay on the ground and hummed twice, he buried his head and snored with his mouth open.

Aunt Softhand came over and stepped on the spine of the big-faced pig, then pulled up the ear of the big-faced pig and looked at it carefully.

The real person who drove the beast ran over to observe at this time, and was very angry when he saw the soft-handed aunt bullying the big-faced pig.

At this time, the soft-handed aunt asked the apprentice to take out a silver needle from the box she had prepared, and then burned the silver needle red and poked it under her ear. The big-faced pig suddenly lost his strength, and was originally lying on the ground, but at this time, his body rolled, his head was facing the sky, and he rose up.

The real person who drove the beast didn't know what these women were doing, and a vicious aura quickly appeared on his face, and he drew his whip and fell towards the arm of the soft-handed aunt.

The four women beside Aunt Softhand jumped to the side of the beast repellent real person and attacked the beast exorcist real person.

Aunt Softhand's arm was soft, as soft and flexible as a wicker, dodging the fallen branches, and one arm was shoved under the butt of the big-faced pig.

The group of people was surprised, and they all felt disgusted inexplicably, probably only Wang Dashi knew that this soft-handed aunt was the midwife, and she was specialized in midwifery.