Fortunately, eighty percent let go, otherwise the village chief would definitely go to the village to call people and take revenge on the old man.

It turned out that the housekeeper village had not seen the sun for half a year, and it had not rained all the time, and the six animals in the village were restless, and the children were always sick, and the old people in the village were worried that there was a problem with feng shui, so they asked the village chief to pray for blessings. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The eighty percent Taoist priest stroked his beard and said: "Hmph! There can be a day in the village, it is already a poor road to maintain itself, now that I am old, it is not suitable to come to the altar again, go back and tell them, I will naturally try my best to do what I can do, no need for them to remind me again!"

"Hmph! It's not thanks to you, a dog Taoist, that the village can have today, if it weren't for you, the villagers would have been well-off a long time ago!"

"Who is Xiaokang?" Bacheng put on a fairy style and looked at Lao Yu!

I was embarrassed for a while after hearing this, eighty percent of this thing didn't even know what it meant to be well-off, and he was embarrassed to pretend to be a master in front of us, but it was really a shame for the Mixed Yuan Sect!

Lao Yu didn't care about Bacheng's brazenness, turned around and pretended to be a master, and said to the village chief: "We are also cultivators, I am the only descendant of the authentic Northeast Shamanism, my grandfather is the great shaman Hu Guangcheng who is in charge of the five clans and earth immortals, and even the head of the Mixed Yuan Sect has to give three points of courtesy when he sees my grandfather." He is a descendant of the Nangong family, he has obtained the true transmission of the Three Qing Dao Method, and he has just been guided down the mountain by the deputy sect leader of the Dao Sect, Fang Yuan, after they are all genuine righteous paths, how about letting us help you do a Dharma thing?"

I'm used to the old man's big mouth and long tongue, if he wants, the Jade Emperor is his second uncle, but what I didn't expect is that he actually said that he wanted to do things, is it so simple to do things on the altar, not to mention that it is to open the altar to change the celestial phenomena!

Song Qi, who had been standing outside the door watching the excitement, said helplessly: "Hu Daxian, in addition to being able to dance the great gods, do you also open the altar to ask for rain?

"Of course I won't, but Nangong will, you don't care. ”

"Hey, old man..."

Before I could stop Lao Qi, Lao Qi turned around and asked the village chief and Bacheng: "Do you dare to try?"

The village chief was obviously attracted by the big shaman and the deputy sect leader of Taoism in the mouth of the old man just now, but Bacheng was disapproving, obviously did not believe our words, still stroked those few poor beards, and peeked at Songqi obscenely and said: "You still dare to say that you are the descendants of the Nangong family and the Hu family, and you want to cheat money in the housekeeper village, then you are in the wrong place, and you want to find death, no wonder me!"

As he spoke, he leaned towards Songqi again...

The village chief coughed a few times in embarrassment, cautiously glanced at Bacheng, who was staring at Songqi drooling, and said with some confidence: "You really know how to do it?"

"Don't you believe it?"

The village chief glanced at Bacheng a few more times, as if he had made up his mind, nodded his head heavily, and said, "Okay! Then I will work hard for you!"

This is definitely not to hit the fox and provoke a lot of trouble! At the beginning, he always gave this second goods, and promised others to avenge others. Today MSG I agreed, and I was sold in eighty percent. This made me unhappy, and I felt like I was being dealt with at a reduced price.

Walking out of the Land Temple, I asked Lao Yu extremely unhappily: "You just don't have a brain!" After speaking, I turned around and walked the way I came.

Lao Yu was stunned by my scolding, and after Song Qi snickered a few times, he teased Lao Qi a few more words, and then followed.

On the way back to Uncle Guan's house, I didn't say a word, not really angry with the old man, I have been thinking, the secrets of the housekeeper village are far more than Guan Yun said, the so-called natural vision is a lifelong demon, but we have just arrived, the villagers will not believe us, if we can win the trust of the villagers through this practice, then we have the opportunity to get close to the truth of the facts, maybe we can completely overthrow the eighty percent Taoist.

But what makes me a little difficult is that although I know the process of doing this, I have never experienced it myself, and if it doesn't work, then we will have no way out, and if we don't do it, we will be kicked out of the village, which will be a big shame.

I looked around at the coffins, and there was no trace of yin qi, which made me feel uneasy. People cannot enter the earth when they die, they cannot be reincarnated, and their souls are restless, which leads to resentment, and the ancestors in the underworld will curse the children of the yang world for being unfilial. In this way, the breath left in the corpse after death will be affected by the soul, so that the corpse will be raised, and the first thing after leaving the coffin is to relieve the hatred with the flesh and blood of the relatives. Even if it is difficult for corpses to turn into zombies, it is impossible for those corpses that exist in the Yang World to be without resentment at all.

According to Bacheng, it is to use the resentment of the corpse soul to block and consume bad luck, and fight poison with poison, which sounds reasonable, but some people in the Xuanmen who practice the Tao will find that there is another strange thing, using the resentment generated by the corpse of the ancestors to restrain bad luck, which is a very damaging thing to yin morality, even if this generation is preserved, but the next generations do not want to be peaceful, haven't the eight achievements considered?

Looking up at the gloomy sky again, it seemed that another unavoidable disaster was unavoidable.

Lao Qi has been following my ass, talking nonsense in his mouth, and Song Qi also laughed at Lao Qi in a timely manner.

Along the way, you kept talking to the door of Uncle Guan's house, and Uncle Guan saw us coming back and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong, don't you see what's wrong?"

"If I'm not mistaken, some of the corpses in your village have already been transformed!"

"What?" Uncle Guan was taken aback by my words, and his expression was frightened: "Corpse... How do you know?"

"The natural vision will come out of the demon, your village will not disperse for half a year, I am afraid that it is affected by the corpse qi, the accumulation of too much corpse qi will affect the feng shui of one party, and in the long run, it will form a toxic miasma, which will make the six animals uneasy and the people are not prosperous. But what I'm most afraid of is that the village hasn't seen rain or snow for half a year!"

"No... What can I do if it's not raining or snowing!" Uncle Guan asked me with an anxious expression.

"I'm afraid it's a drought!"

"Dryland?"

"Dryland?"

"What is a drought?"

If the dead man in the coffin has become a zombie, I can accept it, but the corpse is not cultivated in ten years or eight years, even if the time and place are right, it will take decades, hundreds of years, and even thousands of years, and it will only be thirty or forty years since there were these coffins, and it is impossible to have a drought!"

Since I met Songqi until now, I have never seen her have such an expression, which shows how terrifying the existence of the drought is.

"Yes, yes, yes! The corpse turns into a darthorn and has to go through several processes of walking corpses, zombies, jumping zombies, and flying zombies, all of which have to maintain evolution by sucking blood, if it is really a drought, these two and a half people in the village would have died a long time ago, and can they still live until now?"

After listening to the old man, I could only let out a long sigh and said: "I'm just guessing, I can't be sure that it's a drought, wait a moment to do a ritual, and then go to see those corpses at night, hoping to find some clues." ”

The old man nodded in agreement, and Uncle Guan's eyes lit up when he heard that I was going to do it, and then he showed a suspicious look, but he didn't say anything, probably he was guessing what a drought is.