Zhuge Ke gathered all the talismans and other things and put them on the compass. The village chief didn't know what he was doing, so he actually called many onlookers to watch, while he sat on the threshold and smoked
Smoke, and tell the children from time to time not to come too close, which will delay the goddess's spell casting.
The villagers especially liked to see these things, and they all looked at them with wide eyes. At this time, Zheng Wen also came back. He said that Chen's mother was fine, but she had a mood problem and was extremely depressed.
Zhuge Ke was very quick at fortune-telling, and soon sixteen hexagrams were revealed. She selected a few of them, and then began to interpret the hexagrams. Coupled with her IQ, it seemed that everything would finally come to light.
"Nantou, the third house."
"Nantou, the eighth house."
"Bei Ming, align with nine o'clock."
"East one, twelve o'clock direction, head one and tail one."
At this time, the village chief was listening and writing on the ground with a branch.
"Pan Yin, the rice seller in the south of the village."
"The coffin shop in the south of the village, Lao Ai."
"At the end of the village in the north, the old lady who makes paper, Granny Wang."
"Uncle Liu, the head of Dongcun Village, who never leaves home and is an oligarch."
The village chief recited word by word, these four people had been remembered by him, and he stood up and shouted: "Follow me and capture these beasts alive. They kill people without restraint, sacrifice their lives to heaven, and destroy our village."
All the students and students were treated as livestock, so catch them and burn them alive."
The village chief was so angry that he smashed the chimney, and then arranged his men to go in three directions to "capture and bring these four people to justice."
"Why is the village chief so active?" I looked at Zhuge Ke, why did this girl suddenly ignore the village chief? She said before that the village chief might be an undercover agent.
"I asked just now, the village chief's surname is Yang." Zhuge Ke replied.
The surname is Yang? Yang Meixue? That pen fairy is the village chief’s daughter?
Then I understand that my daughter was cut into pieces by five horses and died tragically in the forest. If the village chief is really her father, then I can understand his anger.
He is not a mole, he just wants to use our hands to find out who is behind the scenes, and then help his daughter get revenge.
Cases that cannot be uncovered can only be investigated by masters like us. No wonder he is so active.
"Should we split up too? The villagers may not be able to deal with these people."
"No, they won't play with the villagers. We will wait for them at the exit."
Zhuge Ke seemed to have figured everything out, but he was right when he thought about it. The new altar was in the school. Now that they had revealed their flaws, they had to rush to the school as soon as possible to prevent anything from going wrong.
Tomorrow night will be a continuation of the Seven Stars. If I guess correctly, they will sacrifice all the teachers and students in the school to heaven in order to become immortals.
Can this kind of vicious cultivation method really lead to ascension? I don’t believe it. God doesn’t like eating these things. I don’t know where I saw this cultivation method. It’s really funny.
Zhuge Ke, I, and Huang Daxian were standing at the entrance of the village. If they wanted to find the school, they had to go out from here, and then go to the end of the village to reach the forest and the village tomb. That was the old altar, which they didn't care about.
"They are afraid that we will destroy the Zodiac, so they will definitely escape from here as soon as possible instead of dealing with the villagers."
Zhuge Ke's words are correct, but it seems that we have no way to destroy the Zodiac. We can only kill the person who set up the trap, so as to prevent the tragedy from happening.
Sure enough, they came.
A middle-aged man, two old men, and an old woman lined up and arrived at the entrance of the village like ghosts, but they were blocked by us. There were many villagers shouting and beating behind them, but those villagers had no idea that they had arrived.
When they reached the village entrance, they would not be able to kill these four people in their lifetime.
"The art of asking for rice, the art of tying paper, the art of coffin feng shui for tombs, as for you..."
Zhuge Ke looked at the old man at the head and seemed unable to tell.
The village chief has already said before that the man selling rice is called Pan Yin. He can ask questions about rice and how to summon souls and ask about Yin.
The coffin seller, named Lao Ai, knows how to use coffins for Feng Shui burials. He may be a Feng Shui master, not a witchcraft person.
There is also an old woman. The village chief also mentioned it before. Her name is Wang Po. She should be the paper-tying technique mentioned by Zhuge Ke.
As for the leader, Uncle Liu, to be honest, I didn’t see any way for him. After all, he didn’t take action. However, it seems that he is the leader. He should not be an ordinary person. He can set up such a big plan and wants to become an immortal. He is extremely ambitious.
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"Are you the ones who killed me?" Uncle Liu suddenly asked.
I raised my eyebrows, nodded directly and replied: "Yes, I was the one who killed him. How about it?"
"Haha, that's not a small tone! If I had known I wouldn't play tricks with you on the first day I entered the village, I would have killed you directly."
After Pan Yin, who was asking about rice, finished speaking, he dropped blood into the rice jar. He held a rice jar in his arms, which was filled with rice.
But after the rice came into contact with the blood, green fireworks immediately erupted, which was very pungent.
"This man uses rice to raise ghosts, be careful."
After a while, two little ghosts floated out of the rice jar, one big and one small, one on the left and one on the right. They were all green, like emeralds, floating in the air with their teeth bared and their faces ferocious.
"Eat them, big pair and small pair."
Pan Yin gave an order, and the two ghosts did not come towards us, but rushed towards the villagers.
"Despicable, you want to distract us, Su Yang, you hold on, I'll deal with those two ghosts!"
Zhuge Ke unfolded his white fan, and the pattern on it immediately turned into a picture of Zhong Kui killing ghosts. She jumped over the heads of the four people, and then quickly caught up with the two little ghosts, fearing that something would happen to the villagers.
I:"??"
I beat four, you go and kill two imps? Miss Zhuge, that's not how the numbers work, right?
"Brother, I lured one away, and there are two left."
Pan Yin showed a sinister smile, as if the evil plot had succeeded. Many people in the south used rice to raise ghosts, because when they were poor in the past, there were many stories of poor ghosts stealing rice. Later, some people actually used rice to raise ghosts, but this kind of
Ghosts must be raised from childhood to adulthood, otherwise they will not be strong.
The two ghosts just now are twin ghosts, and they have the same mind. Although they are not very big, they should be able to work together.
Uncle Liu chuckled: "Well done, lure them away and defeat them one by one. Don't do anything mindless, otherwise Heavenly Father and Brother Heavenly Brother will not like it."
Heavenly Father and Heavenly Brother? Isn’t that something created by Hong Xiuquan of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom? The demonic rhetoric used for brainwashing probably made up a god, and then God himself is the biggest. In order to control people’s hearts, it is also a foreign holy god. How funny?
I don’t know whether this wizard is a white witch or a black witch, so is he doing this?
"Shall I deal with this old man?"
Grandma Wang suddenly scattered many small paper figures, and those small paper figures seemed to be possessed by evil spirits, and they surrounded Wong Tai Sin one after another.
"Children, it's time to eat. If you're a dog in the way, you can't blame others for your own death!"
Wang Po smiled, her old skin crumpled into a ball, looking a little ferocious.
"Let's eat? Did you make something wrong?"
Chapter completed!