After listening to what Taoist Tang said, I smiled awkwardly.
I don't know how to answer either.
On the contrary, the master next to me said to me at this time:
"Xiao Qin, don't pay attention to this old bastard.
Incompetent bungler."
As soon as Master finished speaking, Taoist Master Tang was dissatisfied:
"Old trash, who are you talking about?
If I hadn't used the magic of inviting gods just now.
That Miao Nanzi will beat the shit out of you."
"Hahaha, you call that the magic of inviting gods? It's just an inflatable doll at most!"
"You idiot, who are you talking about an inflatable doll?"
"..."
It was fine just now!
Now, the two old guys started to spar again.
The situation was tense, and there was a strong tendency to fight if there was a disagreement.
Mo Ting and I saw this and could only persuade our master to separate the two of them.
These two people must be old enemies.
When dealing with Miao Nanzi before, they cooperated tacitly.
Now that the fight was over, the two began to turn against each other and became incompatible with each other. It was unclear what the gap between them was.
Mo Ting and I persuaded and pulled each other, and quickly separated our respective masters.
My master took a puff of cigarette:
"Bah! This old bastard is mentally retarded. If it weren't for the effort he put in just now, I would have killed him."
My face twitched and I smiled and said:
"Master, don't make yourself uncomfortable.
Now that the female ghost in red is dead, the puppet of the demon Miao Nanzi has also been burned.
What do we do next?”
After hearing what I said, Master took another deep puff of cigarette to calm down:
"Go to the wooden shed and have a look, and then burn all the immortal rice.
These rice cannot be allowed to mature.
As for the demon, you don’t have to worry about him, someone will take care of him..."
Master briefly explained what was to be done next.
I was stunned for a moment and said, "Someone will deal with him."
who?
Seeing that Master didn't say anything, I didn't have much to ask.
He said "Yeah", rested on the spot for a while, and then walked towards the wooden shed.
At the same time, Taoist Tang and Mo Ting on the other side also came over.
The two old guys looked at each other with an expression of contempt.
When we arrived at the wooden shed, half of it had collapsed.
As soon as Master and Taoist Tang arrived, they squeezed in without letting anyone in.
Mo Ting and I could only follow behind, ready for a fight at any time.
I was afraid that these two little old men would suddenly start having sex.
After entering the house, Moting and I turned on the flashlight on our mobile phones.
The house is not very big, half of it was crushed.
In the remaining half, there is a wooden table, wicker chairs, a few black talismans and so on.
Next to the table, there is a white bag the size of a washbasin.
I lifted it with my handbag, and it felt like it was packed with flour, weighing seven to eight kilograms.
"Brother Qin, what's in this bag?"
Moting suddenly spoke.
"It feels like flour."
I wasn't sure, so I just opened the string at the pocket.
When Mo Ting saw it, he reached out and grabbed a handful.
A handful of white flour was kneaded in my hand.
He also smelled it, frowned and said:
"It doesn't look like flour, it has a lot of particles, and it feels like rice noodles."
But as soon as he finished speaking, Taoist Tang, who was investigating in front, turned around.
Mo Ting saw a handful of white noodles in his hand and said they were rice noodles.
He rolled his eyes directly:
"Rice noodles are nothing, those are ashes.
You are also good at catching it with your hands, so you are not too cautious to panic."
"Ah! Ashes?"
Mo Ting was startled and hurriedly threw away the ashes in his hand.
I also made a "thump" in my heart.
This big bag of ashes, how many bones do you have to grind?
Moreover, what does Miao Nanzi do with so many ashes?
If you are deficient in calcium, make soup for yourself?
No, definitely not.
This demon claimed that he was a rice farmer. Could this ashes be used to grow immortal rice and to grow ghosts?
As soon as I thought of this, Mo Ting said:
"Master, why is this demon doing so many ashes here?
Are these ashes human bones or animal bones?"
Moting kept rubbing his hands to wipe away the ashes residue on his hands.
Taoist priest Tang kicked the ashes bag:
"Who knows what kind of bones it is.
As for what it’s for, can you guess?”
Mo Ting was stunned for a moment and answered tentatively:
"You're not here for a drink, are you?"
Taoist priest Tang's face darkened:
“Bullshit, do you think it’s VV soy milk powder?”
Moting was a little embarrassed:
"I'm not that demon, how do I know this?
Brother Qin, do you know what these ashes are used for?"
Moting turned to look at me.
I didn’t hesitate and told what I had speculated:
"I think this thing should be used to grow immortal rice, right?
I don’t know if it’s true…”
After saying that, I looked at Taoist Tang.
Taoist priest Tang said "hmm":
"Yes, this is used to fertilize the immortal rice.
The immortal rice eats flesh and blood and sucks ashes.
So it is thicker than normal rice.
But this kind of straw is also very evil and can absorb Yin energy.
Xiao Mo, take these ashes away in a moment and throw them into the stream and wash them away."
Moting said "Oh".
At the same time, my master has searched the entire house, including the collapsed area.
Except for some black symbols, nothing valuable was found.
Taoist priest Tang didn't stop when he saw my master coming back.
After greeting Mo Ting, he left the room.
Master also waved to me and motioned for me to leave.
I didn't hesitate, turned around and left the wooden shed.
The master walked behind.
But before he left, he lit a fire.
Before they had gone far, Miao Nanzi's wooden shed was already engulfed in a sea of fire...