Now, the young mage actually knows that this place is called Dragon Breath, which is interesting!
Ye Xuan thought of this and gave the young mage a rather strange look. He initially thought that he was a magician. He never thought that he still had the theory of the Five Elements and the luck of all things. He could not see or touch it, but it was indeed there.
It has some influence, and the inheritance only makes a summary of hundreds of Feng Shui schools. As for the essential issues such as what Feng Shui is and where it comes from, it has not made it clear.
The young mage said with disgust on his face: "I know that mortals like you can't see these ways and don't believe in them, but it's normal for outsiders to not believe it. It's okay for people here to believe it. I'm too lazy to explain so much to you, but
, if you still don’t come down and insist on causing trouble, then don’t blame us for being merciless and throwing you down together!”
The villagers looked hesitant, and it was okay to let them say a few words of praise, but the mage's statement... seemed a bit extreme!
The mage was obviously aware of everyone's emotions and thoughts, and he snorted coldly: "When the river god is angry, he will take endless revenge. By then, ordinary people like you will not be able to withstand it!"
The villagers were instantly shocked.
The river god's revenge would be tantamount to annihilation for those who grew up here.
They all pressed towards Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan frowned, then his eyes lit up, and he looked at the young mage and said: "Haha, a fake, you can't tell me all these things, I guess you can only fool them!"
"Do you know who you are talking to?" The young mage smiled disdainfully.
Ye Xuan yawned and said calmly: "Following an impostor!"
The mage narrowed his eyes slightly and said loudly: "I am a disciple of the One-legged Sect, one hundred and thirty-two generations of direct disciples. Who within a hundred miles does not respect us as living gods? Are you telling me that we are fakes?"
"Since it's not a fake, I would like to ask for advice." After Ye Xuan said this, he looked at the mage and asked in a more serious voice: "Sacrificing a living person can indeed make the river god not angry, but what happens after that?"
When the mage heard this, he seemed to think of something, and his face changed slightly.
When everyone saw this, they also frowned and stopped in place.
Although the village chief on the bank was surprised that Ye Xuan knew this, he didn't ask. Instead, he asked the doubts in everyone's mind: "What will happen?"
Under the eyes of everyone.
Ye Xuan took a deep breath and said calmly:
"On this day every year from now on, only living people can be used for sacrifice. Otherwise, as this master said, there will be endless revenge from the river god."
When everyone heard the words 'human sacrifice', their expressions suddenly changed, and the atmosphere that had been noisy before was now completely silent.
When they saw that the mage didn't object, they immediately started an uproar.
Ye Xuan sighed in his heart.
Feng Shui is a swamp of rules. Once ordinary people step into it, they can only cater to it regardless of the consequences.
After a while.
The Master calmed down and said slowly: "Indeed, if it were a living person, there would be such troubles!" After saying that, he pointed to Wu Yusheng on the raft and said seriously: "But, he is a dead person!"
"Dead person?" Ye Xuan chuckled and asked, "Who said he is dead?"
The mage frowned: "My breathing, pulse, and heartbeat have stopped. What is it if I'm not a dead person?"
"How about we make a bet?" Ye Xuan raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.
The mage took a deep breath and said, "What are you betting on?"
Ye Xuan took a picture of the shrine.
"I bet that I can save him. If I win, I will help you solve the trouble. If I lose, as you said, Wu Yusheng and I will be sacrificed to the River God."
The mage narrowed his eyes slightly, "This is what you said!"
Ye Xuan smiled: "I will never regret it!"
The stone in the village chief's heart finally fell, and he quickly returned to his previous posture as a village chief. He shouted to the strong men standing behind him: "Why are you still waiting? Why don't you put down the third child's body quickly?"
Under the hands and feet of those strong men, they quickly carried Wu Yusheng to the shore.
The protagonist walked over and looked at Wu Yusheng lying on the bamboo mat. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. How unlucky was this No. 18? Such things happened one after another.
If not for myself!
At this pace, I probably won't survive even one episode on TV.
Everyone around him gathered around, including the young mage wearing a monk's robe.
He stood down, tested Wu Yusheng's breathing, shook his head, and found that there was no breathing at all. He took his pulse again.
The pulse is beating slightly, but people with extremely keen eyesight can't detect it at all.
He turned back, looked at the village chief and said, "Go and look in the car. There is a wooden box. Bring him here."
The village chief knew what the protagonist was talking about and hurriedly turned around and left.
After he left.
The young mage standing in the front row of the crowd sneered, "I personally tested it. Although the body is not rigor mortis, his breathing and pulse have shown that he is a dead person, and his whole body is cold. You tell me that he is not dead? Haha, it is really ridiculous.
."
After the protagonist raised his eyes, he immediately lowered his head and tore Wu Yusheng's clothes apart while saying expressionlessly: "You do have some talent in Feng Shui. You just said you were a one-legged sect, and it seems true.
, can be regarded as a well-known and upright person. However, there are still some discrepancies between Feng Shui and medical skills. He is said to have faked his death, so his state is not much different from his death! But if you test it with a heart rate machine, you should find that he still has a heartbeat, but it is very weak.
."
"I almost took it seriously!" The young mage was stunned for a moment and sneered.
The protagonist didn't explain any more, just shook his head and chuckled.
At this time, the village chief had already brought the wooden box.
Everyone looked at the wooden box, most of them looked puzzled, but a few people suddenly realized that they had seen the protagonist take action before, and it was this box that was used to treat the old village chief.
The young mage frowned slightly.
The protagonist opens the wooden box, and all the silver needles inside are revealed, shining brightly in the morning sun.
He took out a two-inch long silver needle and opened the torn area of Wu Yusheng's clothes. The wound was revealed, which was so disgusting that many people turned pale.
The protagonist's face is calm.
If it were in the past, he might not be able to see these scenes.
But since I got the inheritance, adapting to these things is like being born with it.
He inserted the silver needle into the edge of the wound. In fact, the wound had reversed and some new flesh had grown. However, it was not the wounds that needed to be solved, but the cigarette poison inside, which is often referred to as nicotine.
After using silver needles to absorb the smoke poison, Wu Yusheng was able to wake up naturally.
However, taking this opportunity, the protagonist is ready to suck out all the poison from before.
The silver needle continued to turn black at a speed visible to the naked eye.