But 'touching' Captain Jin is not specialized in this method. шщш.(vii) (ix) x.S.сом The update is so fast. Jin Dianshi specializes in the secret art of Feng Shui, and is good at the mystical method of 'yin' and yang...... Wait. It's just that although this 'door' skill is strange, it is difficult to become a climate without decades of experience, and the mantra is paragraph after paragraph, long and twisted. Wu Gongyao accepted a little apprentice after he got older, called Tong Sixi, this kid has wisdom roots, is smart, and he has learned this 'door' ancient craft.

Ma Sihai has the most quick mind between the senior brothers, and he has discussed the golden point technique with his junior brother before, but he can't memorize those mantras like a book from heaven.

"Brother Ma, don't be kidding, this has nothing to do with the Golden Point Technique. I went to Zhao's house in the morning to see it, and another ...... died."

"What? Dead again? Is Dabao dead? Last night, we thought something was wrong with this kid, as if he had fallen into an evil spirit, but it was scary. Chu Xiangyun was trembling when he thought about it now.

Unexpectedly, Ma Ya said: "No, it's his father!" The hanged one is exactly the same as Zhao Aiguo's old couple. Ma Ya told them that in the Northeast, there has always been a saying that Huangpizi and people "redeem their lives".

Redeem life, redeem life, pay attention to the word exchange in one, how to exchange it? Whether it is a yellow skin with Taoism or an extremely rare century-old white 'hair' yellow skin, in fact, they do not have the demon law to harm the essence of human beings, and if they want to harm people, they will inevitably exchange their lives with others, and exchange their lives for their lives.

Therefore, since ancient times, there has been no saying that the yellow skin is good at cultivating, these little guys don't look cute, but they are so deflated that no one dares to worship them except for those merchants who worship yellow and white things.

Ma Ya didn't sleep much this night, for fear that Ma Chengfeng and Chu Xiangyun would be in trouble here, so she led the hound to Zhaojialing before dawn in the morning, and sure enough, she saw the "hanging master" in the old house of the Zhao family.

Ma Chengfeng only felt that his scalp was numb when he heard this, he really didn't expect this little yellow skin to have such an evil ability to harm people. If that thing was not the Zhao family but himself, what would be the result now?

"Also...... Is there any salvation? Ma Chengfeng swallowed his spit and asked. Naturally, he asked the last living treasure of the Zhao family.

"I don't know, maybe the last hope is to return the painting, or pray that there are only three people in the yellow skin who died because of Zhao Aiguo." The twelve-year-old girl looked at Ma Chengfeng with an almost desperate look.

To be honest, if it weren't for Ma Chengfeng, Ma Ya wouldn't want to get involved. Fighting with the yellow skin is like a snowball, often dying more and more. Grandpa has lived in Xing'an Mountains for half a lifetime, and all the creatures in the mountains are not afraid of him, but he is the only one who only instructs Ma Ya not to offend Wong Tai Sin unless he has to.

"What about Dabao? Did you go back? Did he get caught up in the yellow skin? Chu Xiangyun asked again.

Ma Ya told them that now Dabao's life or death is no longer important, last night Ma Chengfeng injured something through the 'door' board, but I am afraid that that thing is a Huang Daxian, if this is the case, neither he nor Chu Xiangyun can escape. will follow in the footsteps of the Zhao family.

Ma Chengfeng slammed his fist on the 'door' panel. "Humph! What are you afraid of! I knew that it was a yellow skin who knocked on the 'door' last night, I should have chased it and slaughtered it, to see if it dared to harm people! ”

"Hey! You are not from Xing'anling, I don't know how powerful this little beast is, forget it, it's too late to say anything now, let's go, go back with me first, I hope my grandfather can come back before tonight, he has been 'communicating' with the creatures in Xing'anling for a lifetime, maybe he has a way to help you. Ma Ya has lived in this boundless forest since she was a child, and there are hunting dogs to find her way, and she shuttles through the forest with them, and finally returns to Zhaojialing after more than an hour.

At the entrance of the 'door' of the Zhao family's small courtyard, Dabao was still sitting at the 'door' and playing with the mud, and they didn't even raise their heads when they approached.

Ma Ya found it in time, and now it is only eight o'clock in the morning, but the 'door' of the small courtyard has been surrounded by the villagers, everyone is surnamed Zhao, and they are all related to each other, but at this time, no one dares to come in to help. One by one, they stood at the mouth of the 'door' and 'handed over' their heads and ears, pointing and pointing, and when they saw that Ma Ya and they were back, they quickly bowed their heads and left.

"They're so cold-blooded." Chu Xiangyun said.

"It's not that the villagers are cold-blooded, it's that no one is willing to gamble with their 'lives'. In Lingzi, every year, there are people who redeem their lives with Huangpizi, and they die exactly the same, and which of the villagers is not afraid? ”

Ma Ya ignored the big treasure at the entrance of the 'door', and took them into the courtyard, Xiangyun walked at the end of them, and the two pushed the 'door' into the house, and she turned around and glanced back at the big treasure at the mouth of the 'door' inadvertently.

At this moment, Dabao also raised his head slightly to look at her, and a strange smile appeared on his immature little face, just like last night. The frightened Chu Xiangyun hurriedly followed.

"Ah!!h As soon as I entered the house, it was as if I had hit something on my head, and the thing was swaying back and forth on top of my head, making a squeaky sound.

Looking up, there was a stiff corpse hanging above his head, and Chu Xiangyun screamed and threw himself into Ma Chengfeng's arms.

Dabao's father had his mouth half-open, a blood-red 'colored' tongue sticking out of his eyes, and his eyes were rolling up, and his chin was stretched because he had been hanging on the rope for several hours. As soon as his chin was long, the facial features on his face suddenly looked a little distorted. In addition, the light in the room is dim from time to time, and when you look up from this angle, you can't help but look particularly hideous.

"Brother Ma, do you still have to take care of this idle matter now?" Ma Ya pointed to the hanging master above her head and questioned Ma Chengfeng.

"Do I have time to quit? Since you can't quit, go ahead! I don't believe that no matter how powerful this little beast is, can he still have great ability? Ma Chengfeng hugged Da Bao's corpse and stepped up and pulled him back from the rope.

The corpses were all stiff, stiff and stiff, and their waists would not bend, and they were carried out by Ma Chengfeng straight 'stiff' and 'stiff'. But there were only two thin coffins prepared in the yard, and there was nowhere to put them for a while.

Dabao stood up and looked back at his father numbly, without any emotion in his eyes. Ma Chengfeng, who looked straight at him, shuddered.

"Ya'er, I know you are popular in Lingzi, go and ask who has an extra coffin to borrow." In the mountains, the old people will prepare longevity materials for themselves before they die. Some old people spend half of their life experience in order to find a hearty longevity, people believe that the house is a yang house, and a good coffin is their own house in the 'yin', which can bless their children and grandchildren.

Ma Ya shook her head helplessly, but she also admired him.

Just as Ma Ya was about to turn around and leave, Dabao suddenly walked over, he stood in front of Ma Chengfeng and looked up at his father's stiff corpse, and then looked at Ma Chengfeng's eyes, the corners of his mouth were still the deflated smile.