Jiang Feng, who was already very energetic, heard this and his eyes widened.
He came closer to Tang Sanmu and lowered his voice: "Sanmu, what does this mean?
The old woman looked helpless, and there seemed to be no one here.
What can she, an old woman, do?"
After you finish speaking, listen carefully as if you want to hear other people's voices.
The subconscious mind is very scary. In Jiang Feng's perception, the old woman is already a completely pathetic person.
Even if he had always trusted Tang Sanmu unconditionally, he would still be surprised.
Tang Sanmu said slowly: "At the beginning, I also thought that this place had a simple bad feng shui.
All kinds of evil feng shui gather here, and the old lady is very lucky to be alive.
But slowly I realized that this place is not that simple. There are no snakes, insects, rats or ants inside. It is possible that I am afraid of the feng shui here and dare not approach it.
However, there are so many strange poisonous insects gathering around, and they seem to want to approach but dare not approach.
One word can come to mind at a glance: worship.
A thousand poisons stand out, and a hundred insects worship him.
Those insects in the distance seemed to have sensed the presence of the noble king, standing in worship at a distance, but did not dare to approach rashly."
In the live broadcast room, Wu Wuwei's expression was a bit ugly, and he asked in a deep voice: "Master Tang, am I here at the right time today?
Don’t you have time to deal with my affairs?”
There was some disappointment and fear in these words.
It seemed that after missing Tang Sanmu today, he couldn't even spend the night.
This is a subconscious feeling of fear, which makes people vaguely feel that what he encountered is much more serious than what he described.
Tang Sanmu smiled softly: "Don't worry, I will help you with your matter tonight.
Don't be in a hurry, come one by one."
After finishing speaking, he continued to look at Jiang Feng and said: "According to rumors, the place where Miao Jiang Gu girls specialize in raising Gu will be very neat and spotless.
Because many Gu insects don't like dirty things.
Some Gu insects require auspicious Feng Shui places, while others require a sinister Feng Shui place to take shape."
Jiang Feng asked: "You mean, this old man is here to raise Gu?"
After he finished speaking, there were some creaking sounds coming from the wooden boards on the wall.
Although there was sound from the wooden planks just now, it was never so loud and only intermittent.
Now there is movement from all directions, creaking and rattling sounds, as if the whole house is about to collapse.
Jiang Feng clenched his fists: "Damn it, I saw this old lady crying! I thought she was such a pitiful person.
I still want to give her some money!"
Tang Sanmu shook his head: "Fortunately, I didn't give money. If I had given money, it would be equivalent to establishing cause and effect invisibly.
Our situation may be more dangerous.
After all, cause and effect are invisible, but they can affect many extraordinary means."
On the other side, in the busy room, there was a whining sound, which was the sound of gusts of wind.
It whizzed up from the spot, shuttled between places, and caused some small objects in the room to fly randomly.
Wu Wuwei took a deep breath and saw that Tang Sanmu was busy now, so he didn't dare to say anything and just endured it silently.
On the other hand, the fans in the live broadcast room are a bit blind at the moment:
"Things on both sides were very strange. For a moment, I didn't know where to direct my eyes."
"I feel the same way. If you look at Master Tang's side, you will definitely miss the wonderful scenes on the other side."
"Friend Wuwei turned pale with fright, but the other friends are still considering which way to look. Is it because they trust Master Tang too much that they have lost their sense of crisis?"
"Friends, stay calm, don't worry, as long as you are in Master Tang's live broadcast room, nothing will go wrong!"
After chatting for a while, everyone started to comfort themselves when they saw that nothing was done.
Tang Sanmu also nodded and said, "Don't worry, friend Qi, since I have accepted your money, no matter what happens around me, I will pay attention to your situation.
I will remind you when I need you to take action."
Wu Wuwei's expression softened a little, at least it was confirmed that Tang Sanmu was really paying attention to him.
The wind on his side became more and more fierce, and gradually, a look of pain appeared on Wu Wuwei's face.
Miki asked: "What you told me just now was just a nightmare.
Why is this situation happening now?”
Wei Wuwei responded: "It's because some of the things in my dreams have come true.
And there is no one else around me on weekdays. When I wake up the next morning, I don’t know whether many things are a dream or reality.
For example, I was groggy and dreamed that someone was hanging around my bed, and I was so frightened that I went to get a kitchen knife.
When I woke up in the morning, I obviously thought that holding the kitchen knife was a dream, but the kitchen knife was right next to my bed.
Even if I don’t check the records tomorrow about your relationship with Master Tang, I probably won’t know whether it’s true or false.”
Nether Maniac: Friend Qi, you must be honest and open about anything. As long as you see and hear, you must say it.
I am Little Pineapple: Yes, if you don’t tell the truth, how can Master Tang help you?
In the dark: You must feel that encountering supernatural events is a very embarrassing thing, and you always hide half of it and reveal the other half, right?
Looking at the speeches scrolling on the screen, Wu Weiwei smiled awkwardly: "What you are trying to teach me is that I am superficial, and I apologize to you all!"
Then he bowed to Tang Sanmu seriously: "It's really nothing. What happens every day makes me wonder whether I am dreaming or waking up.
And many strange things are really like dreams. I clearly remember something big happened, something very strange and big.
But I can’t remember it no matter how much I think about it.”
Tang Sanmu nodded: "I am in the Netherworld where Yang Qi is chaotic, and it is not clear whether I am dreaming or waking up.
When the sun rises, my body feels cold, and my spirit is hard to clear day and night.
Not distinguishing between dreams and wakings, listlessness, confusion, memory loss, even decreased mobility and physical fitness.
These are all caused by strong Yin Qi, which affects the flow of your own breath.
It is difficult to distinguish between dreams and real hallucinations when waking up, and this effect is extremely serious for women.
You are the only one in this room now. I think it’s because your wife can’t bear it anymore? Is she seeking medical treatment or has she moved out temporarily?
This is exactly what I just told you. Your appearance has changed, which not only affects yourself, but also affects your wife and children.
Everything is a chain reaction.
And these many chain reactions are all because of the house you moved into.
Did you have any ambitions when you bought this house? Are there any weird legends about the house itself?
Or let me put it another way, have you ever heard that someone died violently in the house?"
Wu Wuwei's expression suddenly changed: "You mean, my place is a haunted house?"
"Remember it carefully first. Don't rush to answer me. I'll spray some insecticide first." Tang Sanmu said.
Then he moved the camera and saw white threads appearing in the gaps between the wooden boards.
These threads stretched and swayed, seemingly infinitely long.
It extended from the gaps in the wooden boards and expanded in all directions.
Tang Sanmu and Jiang Feng looked at each other, then pointed to their noses, signaling Jiang Feng to slow down his breathing.
Then he drew a rune on his forehead to prevent Jiang Feng's breath from dissipating.
At the same time, he quickly took out a scarecrow from his pocket and threw it high into the sky.
The moment the scarecrow fell, Tang Sanmu drew talismans with his sword on his body covered in cinnabar.
“The pure sun rises from the plains, and all things in Kyushu come into being.
If you move the mountains and rivers, the spring trees will grow here!"
After the words fell, the red runes on the scarecrow flickered for a moment and then disappeared directly into it.
The scarecrow also froze in the void for a full two or three seconds.
The next time, there was a whooshing sound in the air.
The white hair appearing in the wall originally moved very slowly, swaying slightly.
The moment the scarecrow appeared, it suddenly became fierce.
In just an instant, the scarecrow was riddled with holes, and every hair penetrated the scarecrow's body.
The scarecrow at this moment should have collapsed, with straw flying.
But Tang Sanmu held the sword fingers with both hands and pressed them together: "Move like a bell, close!"
when!
As soon as these words came out, it was clearly the body of straw, but it made a metallic trembling sound.
The originally broken body was forcibly stabilized by an inexplicable force.
Tang Sanmu said nothing, and quickly moved his hands apart.
Brush brush brush.
More than a dozen copper coins were knocked out by Miki and stuck on the scarecrow's body.
But even so, it was of no avail. The attacks of those insects continued, and even penetrated the copper coins and penetrated the scarecrow again.
This time the scarecrow really fell apart and scattered in the wind.
Tang Sanmu took a deep breath: "My dear, what a powerful voodoo, what a poisonous method.
I wish I could suck out three liters of blood from the scarecrow."
Looking again, there was indeed a hint of red on the white hair, spreading along the hair towards the wall.