I was secretly shocked that Lan Fenghuang came here and had the same goal as me.
They are all here for Can Scorpion.
"Don't tell me you don't know. I've already found out. In the whole of Xiangxi, you are the only one who dares to do such a scary thing."
Lan Fenghuang added another sentence.
She has white hair, good energy, and a serious air.
Black evil spirit came out of his sleeves.
It is the black gold silkworm that has begun to move.
Lao Daobaozi's eyes flickered, he stood up a little embarrassed, coughed, reached out to pick up the tobacco rod that had fallen on the ground, and rolled another ball of shredded tobacco.
"Grandma Lan, maybe he wants to use the soul-returning incense on us again."
I became nervous again and hurriedly said.
Lan Fenghuang smiled and said: "He is not that stupid. He just wants to smoke to calm down."
The handle of the old knife shook violently, and he scraped it three times before lighting the match. After taking a puff of the cigarette, he seemed resigned to his fate. He looked up at Lan Fenghuang and said, "You don't need to use the Black Gold Silkworm on me. That's what you ask.
If someone asked me, I would definitely not say that it would be against professional ethics to betray customers' information."
Lan Fenghuang chuckled, pulled up a chair and sat down, and said: "Making this kind of black magic spiritual tablet also talks about professional ethics. You are also a person. Keep going."
I straightened the unconscious Baitiehu and Chunya, and pulled the ghost-killing bone knife from the wooden wall.
"That's right. A mysterious man once asked me to make a spiritual tablet with the words 'Crane Scorpion God's Table' engraved on it."
he said.
"Is he wearing a weird mask? The pattern is a kind of skull?"
Lan Fenghuang asked.
The old knifeman nodded and said: "Yes. For this kind of enshrinement of Gu insects and the spirit of evil gods, paint is extremely important. Corpse oil, human blood and paint must be mixed together to become dark red paint. At that time, he also let himself go
of blood.”
"Does this person have a name?"
My eyes lit up, maybe this person was Xiao Shisan.
He shook his head.
Lan Fenghuang then asked: "Does this spiritual place have a secret structure or something like that?"
The old knife handle sighed and said: "Don't tell outsiders, you got it from me. At its base, there is a secret compartment. Inside... you can put the Gu insects you want to enshrine. The secret compartment
Special paint will be used to protect it. Otherwise, it will be corroded by the evil spirit of the poisonous insects over the years, and the spiritual position will be damaged and destroyed."
"As for the mysterious man, I don't know if he put the broken scorpion in the hidden compartment."
After saying this, Lao Daobaozi let out a long sigh and said, "I will tell you everything. Lan Daxian, can you let me go?"
Lan Fenghuang said: "You old bastard, who wants to kill you!"
I asked: "Did the man in the mask come to you, did anything unusual happen? Did you deliberately conceal important information?"
The old knifeman looked at me with some displeasure.
"Young people are still cautious. Dao Weidong, don't be unconvinced and answer him properly. If you didn't use the soul-returning incense to deal with him, you would have been defeated by him long ago."
Lan Fenghuang said.
The corners of Lao Dao's mouth twitched and he said: "He waited for me all night. I finished preparing the burial place, but before the paint was dry, he took it and left with it. It can be seen that he was very anxious."
"That time he came, he did not use the wooden board I provided. Instead, he brought a wooden board himself. The wooden board was quite peculiar, it was black, and it had a special fragrance after being sawed."
"The wooden board gave me the feeling that it was alive and could absorb evil spirits. At that time, all the evil spirits lingering around me were absorbed by the wooden board. I asked him at that time where he got such a strange wooden board. He asked
I don't want to be too busy, I just take the money to do things. If you ask more questions, you can kill me with one knife."
I thought a little in my heart, maybe it was a wooden board brought from Chiyou Temple.
It comes from the same wood board as the ram mask.
"Can the spiritual tablet you made be burned directly with fire? The black magic applied on it won't bite people, right?"
Lan Fenghuang asked.
"Evil things are most afraid of fire. The black magic is just a blood magic that absorbs Yin energy. For Lan Daxian, he can break it with a wave of his hand."
He responded.
Lan Fenghuang nodded and looked at me: "Dongsheng, is there anything else you want to ask?"
I thought for a while that Xiao Shisan acted strangely and would not leave many clues.
I asked: "Is there an antidote to the soul-returning fragrance?"
He said: "Let them smell this and they will wake up."
He handed over a porcelain bottle. After opening it, a choking smell dissipated.
Bai Tiehu and Chun Ya slowly opened their eyes. They both had splitting headaches and their faces were extremely ugly.
The water corpse also woke up.
The old knifeman sent us out of the hospital and looked at me with extremely bitter eyes.
"Dao Weidong, you have to thank me. If I hadn't appeared in time, Shuijing Village would have eaten your way."
Lan Fenghuang said with a smile.
I didn't turn around immediately and looked at him fiercely.
In the end, Lao Daobao looked away, sweating profusely on his forehead.
Come out of Shuijing Village.
I looked around subconsciously, but I didn't see the white-haired old man.
We set off directly from Shuijing Village and rushed to the county seat overnight.
Lan Fenghuang has a two-story house in the county town, among the dilapidated houses in the east of the city.
We moved in directly.
"Dongsheng, last time we said goodbye, I followed Xiao Shisan's clue and found the Xiao family." Lan Fenghuang said, "You are also here for the Xiao family, right?"
"Yes, I want to kill the remaining scorpion left by Meng Xilou. There is already evidence that it is in the hands of the Xiao family in the county."
I nodded, not intending to deceive her.
"You are still young, and your ability to control poison is very average. With your level, you are overestimating your ability to deal with that scorpion!"
Blue Phoenix hit me directly.
However, this is her speaking style.
I smiled and said, "I killed a broken scorpion in the Five Sacred Mountains. I want to try this one. Maybe I'm lucky and can catch something."
Lan Fenghuang laughed and said: "You haven't even taken care of the Gu worms in your body. If you dare to speak so brazenly, you won't be afraid of the wind blowing your tongue. If you want to kill this remnant scorpion, it will take at least two years.
"
I lowered my head, was silent for a while, clenched my fists, and said, "No matter what, I'm going to give it a try. This time, no one can stop me. It's been almost a year, and I haven't gained much yet."
Lan Fenghuang shook his head helplessly: "He is a bloody child. Then, let's work together to kill this scorpion."
I smiled and asked quickly: "Grandma Lan, what is the relationship between Xiao Shisan and the Xiao family?"
Lan Fenghuang said: "He came from the Xiao family. He had twelve brothers and sisters, but unfortunately they all died young. He was the thirteenth and was about to die, but a Taoist priest saved him.
"
My whole body felt like it was struck by lightning.
Bai Xiezi was right, Xiao Shisan had twelve brothers and sisters.
What's even more sinister is that they all died, only Xiao Shisan survived.
"I didn't expect that he would have such a life experience. Could it be that he was cursed or an enemy seeking revenge?"
"Or contract the plague?"
I asked Lan Fenghuang.
Only revenge or plague could send all twelve people away.
"Do you know Tang Dabang?"
she said.
I frowned: "The biggest bandit leader is nicknamed the Flying Centipede. It has something to do with this."
"At that time, the Flying Centipede Tang Dabang occupied the mountains and forests, killing people like hemp. There was a leader under him, called the Hundred-footed Centipede. The Hundred-footed Centipede was a son from the Xiao family. He provided a lot of money to the Xiao family, and he also married three
Wife."
Lan Fenghuang said, "It's strange to say that Centipede himself gave birth to six children, and his brother also gave birth to six children. All of them died. When the thirteenth child was born and his life was hanging by a thread, he asked a Taoist priest to take care of him.
Go, when you grow up, you will be Xiao Shisan."
Back then, these bandit leaders were not idiots. They killed people, stole goods, and blocked roads and robbed people in the mountains.
But I will also live a good life in the county.
I clapped my hands and applauded: "It seems that this is the retribution of Centipede and his family. God's way is reincarnation, no one will be spared by God. If you do evil deeds, you will definitely receive retribution."
He committed murder and expropriated goods, so he suffered the retribution of annihilating his descendants.
"If there is really retribution. Why did the centipede slip through the net? Why did Xiao Shisan survive?"
"Not long after the bandits were suppressed, the Xiao family became rich again and became a prominent family. Why can Xiao Shisan use yin and yang means to bring trouble to the yin and yang realms in western Hunan?"
Lan Fenghuang laughed and threw out a series of words.
What she said was hard for me to refute.
"Think about it again, why does the Xiao family want to worship the broken scorpion and send it to the ancestral hall?"