After a deserted hill.

Yin Nu brought me here, looking unhappy, as if he still had a grudge against my plan to destroy it. After a long time of hard work, he finally threw a bottle at me and said that this was something to untie the evil curse.

There were some black and viscous substances in the bottle, like mud, but they emitted a smell.

The smell was so irritating, it was a bit eye-catching, I couldn't help asking, "Is this reliable? It shouldn't be a poison, right?"

"Who dares to poison you?"

Yin Nu said sarcastically: "My master has built such a big circle not to meet a dead person. I really want you to die. I will have the chance to kill you when I meet you for the first time!"

This guy's eyes flashed, he was so terrifying that he was very ghostly, and he looked like he had been tolerating me for a long time.

When I thought about it, it seemed that the same reason was that the thing in the bottle was really a bit obscene, and I couldn't help but mutter: "Why does it feel like peeing mud?"

"It's originally a mud!"

Yin Nu sneered: "What good thing do you think is it? The boy's urine is mixed with soil on the grave. He poked it with a pestle of garlic for seven days and seven nights, stir it thoroughly, then seal it and offer it. It is not easy to knock nine times or eight times a day!"

I thought I was even more difficult, and I was so disgusting that I was so disgusting that I was still not at ease with my bottles. I thought about our brothers almost put their lives in it. Could it be that the end of the day I just wanted to have such a bottle of peeing mud? It was a bit too insulting, and I couldn't help asking, "Is the ingredients just that small?"

"It's not that simple. It's just a little introduction. After the offering, you have to add black dog urine or something. Finally, add some cockroach shit. It's similar to the food you make outside now called yogurt. It's fermented with bacteria in cockroach shit..."

Yin Nu knew everything about his family. At the end of the conversation, he rolled his eyes: "You asked so much, do you want it? If you don't want it, just give it back to me!"

I think this grandson was definitely disgusting me on purpose, but for his own life, he immediately turned around and avoided the snatch of Yin Nu, poured out the black mud from the bottle, gritted his teeth and wiped it all on his face.

However, if I talk about the special effect, I didn't feel it. The face was cool and the black mud was drying very quickly. It instantly condensed on the face, and then cracked and fell one after another. Even the strange smell could not be dissipated, especially in the human area, which was a bit too smelly. I took a breath back and forth to refresh my mind.

"Hehehehe..."

Yin Nu smiled gloomyly, and with a palm, an exquisite ceramic jar stood in the center of his palm: "Silly boy, this is the nectar prepared by my master. Originally, this is the antidote for you. But if you want to make any trouble, just use your urine mud. Within a week, it will smell ten miles in the wind!"

After saying that, it raised its hand and the small ceramic jar broke in front of me with a "snail". It contained some slightly pink paste pieces, similar to the gouache of an old woman, exuding an intoxicating fragrance.

This is a bare revenge!

My face turned green, and I watched the other person step the paste into pieces in front of me, and then swayed away.

As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on the owner, but from another perspective, this is probably what kind of dog there is, and what kind of master there will be. Generally, those who can raise evil dogs that bite people everywhere are basically not good things. This is what the saying goes, "It's not that a family doesn't enter the family."

I could basically have a foreshadowing that the woman who talked to me was probably not a good character.

The odor on my face became louder and louder. I rubbed my hands and wiped my sleeves with my hands. I had no choice but to spit out a saliva on my palm and then smeared it hard on my face, so... it became even more smelly.

This was a small revenge, but the lethality was too strong. I gritted my teeth and became fierce for a long time, and finally went back dejectedly.

My master has long disappeared. Brother Yaozi said that he called Lao Bai and chose a quiet place to heal the wound.

Lao Bai is a good thing that is not enough to make a mistake. I can’t figure out what the use of Master calling him?

After half a day, Lao Bai came back with a complicated look on his face.

I was worried about my master's situation, so I looked at Yin Nu who was staying far away in the darkness, and went up to ask about his situation in a low voice.

Lao Bai's grandson immediately retching twice, just like a feces splashed on his body. He quickly retreated, using an extremely entangled expression to describe the complex smell on my body. I punched him on the face, and then he calmed down, but he refused to say a word about my master's situation.

I became more and more anxious and kept following him and asking questions.

I don’t know if it was intentional or really annoyed by me, Lao Bai finally sat on a huge rock and sighed quietly: “You are just a traitor. If you talk about us, you are all old people. You have long passed the age of passion and impulsiveness. But after being so troubled by you, you are like the last loyalty of the guard dog. You always feel that only by giving up your life is worthy of you…”

After saying that, he left with a shaking head and refused to reveal one more thing.

However, I smelled some different smells. Judging from what he meant, it seemed... my master did not really admit his mistake and was planning a big thing!!

The day and night passed quickly, and the urine mud given to me by Yin Nu really worked. During this period, I did not transform into a paper man again, and the evil curse on my body seemed to have been really untied.

My master was gone and he waited until the Yin slave came to urge him that he returned from the dark distance.

After resting for a day, he could at least barely walk, and the frost on his body disappeared. His face was as weak as gold paper. His slender body even seemed to have a feeling of being shaped and bone-like, as if a gust of wind could blow down.

Yin Nu was particularly concerned about my master, afraid that this day would make my master relieved, so he stared at my master and looked up. After a long time, he probably finally confirmed that my master was seriously injured and powerless, so he felt much more at ease. He turned around and left and asked us to follow it.

But, in my eyes, my master definitely has a big problem!

I haven't been with him for a long time, but I probably know him a little. He is extremely proud. The pride is not on his face at all, but in his bones. He has a kind of generosity and tragic spirit. Even if he falls head-on into the crowd, he will stand out.

He does not belong to this era. When I look at him, I always have an illusion, as if I go back and see Su Wu, who was unyielding in the throne more than two thousand years ago, and Lu Xiufu, who jumped into the sea with the young emperor on his back. He is probably the number one person like this. No matter when, he always holds his head up and feels proud of the world, even if he is severely injured.

However, at this moment, his shoulders collapsed, and his arms were drooping, as if those arms were heavier than Qianjun!!

This is a very wrong state, he must be planning something!

I became more and more uneasy, and I always felt that I was likely to lose him. When I was on the road, I wanted to get close to him several times and try to talk to him.

In fact, I have already recognized the hexagrams and prophecies. I have put aside all the hexagrams and prophecies. I will pass the level before I can talk about it!

But every time I didn't wait for me to speak, my master knew what I was going to say. He glared at me fiercely and immediately made me speechless. I was so anxious that I blushed. He smiled gently, but in short, he just didn't say a word to me.

I was forced to no avail. Just as I was about to force him to stop him, Lao Bai came out and pulled me and whispered: "Don't worry, things have come to this point, it's already an arrow on the string. You let him do it. There is still a glimmer of life if he does it, but if he doesn't do it, he will die."

Lao Bai's frank eyes were so frank that he clearly told me that this was not a joke. My master was afraid that I would be so messy, so he turned things into a dead end.

I sighed, thinking that this friendship will not be cleared for the rest of my life, but even if I have the blessings of my ancestors for the eighteen generations, I will not be clear for the blessings!

In fact, heading to the entrance to the next floor is in the temple that suppressed Prince Shui.

The shrine above the platform was overturned, and below was a narrow corridor that only one person could pass through.

However, this corridor has been covered with dust for many years and has obviously never been used. I can't help but wonder, there might be another passage, otherwise how did this Yin slave emerge?

"My owner said that when the distinguished guest is coming, he has to go to the main entrance."

Yin Nu seemed to guess what I was thinking. While leading the way in front, he clamped his throat and said shrillly: "She also said that you may have a little misunderstanding of her. They are too hostile to go to the front door, which will help you understand each other."

The corridor is not long, at most only a hundred or ten meters, and it suddenly becomes clear in front of it. It is an empty tomb made of square bluestone slabs.

There are no mechanisms here, no burial objects, and no formations to suppress evil spirits.

Two stone doors are embedded on the front, each with a beast face, which looks like a dragon but not a dragon. It should be the legendary divine beast - Tianlu.

This kind of divine beast is also called Pixiu by the people.

In front of the tomb gate, a square tripod is displayed in the center. On the left is a giant bronze spear, and on the right is a weapon made of bronze. It is similar to an axe. It is an ancient weapon called a yue.

“This arrangement…”

I widened my eyes and said in a lost voice: "This seems to be a ritual funeral!!"

Lao Bai and the others were confused and didn't know why.

But mine can't calm down.

A tomb stands between yin and yang, and is in line with the principles of heaven and earth, the way of yin and yang, and the law of the world.

This kind of ritual tomb has reached the highest standard in all three aspects!

The long history of feudal emperors in China for two thousand years, and there are no more than ten emperors who can afford such ritual funerals, which others cannot afford!

Even if some emperors are overbearing and unreasonable, they have to do it for themselves, and the ritual officials will not arrange it. The relationship is too great. An ancestor of my family said in the letter that if they have not received their duties, they will not arrange it for their heads. If they are arranged, they will be retaliated by the country's destiny and will be killed!

In short, it is better to die one than to die one nest!

Who is this Lord?!

It was clearly suppressed here as an evil demon heretic, but the last heavenly official arranged the highest-level ritual funeral. This is contradictory, full of treacherous and fog...

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