Song Jiazhuang was a long time ago, it was also a prosperous Zhuangzi, a family of poetry and books, a wealthy family, especially a generation of literary heroes Mr. Song Gongming, who was well-known overseas, and was even more vigorous to the extreme, but it was extremely prosperous and declined, and since the death of his old man, his fame gradually declined. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Later, I don't know what happened, I was actually remembered by a nest of mountain bandits, taking advantage of the dark and windy night of a month, even people and villages, slaughtered together, and the fishy smell could float ten miles away.

But this can only be said to be a flying disaster, strange things are still to come, and after the government investigates, it is found that the nest of mountain bandits also died here, and there are no scars all over the body, this is the most unexpected place.

"Xiaosheng saw a small poem on the Song Shibei, fisherman, farming, reading and raising the foundation, and copying the family and destroying the clan. Jiazi 69 was in chaos, and all the knives were killed, and this June 9th of the Jiazi year was the night when Songjiazhuang was slaughtered, isn't it strange?"

"I didn't think that Mr. Song Gongming would be able to foresee the afterlife in his later years, he was really Confucian, his thoughts were accessible, and he was worthy of being a great Confucian," the teacher couldn't help but shake his head halfway through his speech, and dragged up the text.

The two children glanced at each other, both of them were full of surprise, Guo Laosi couldn't help but ask: "Then does this surnamed Song know why his family was exterminated?"

"Well, Xiaosheng doesn't know, it's just that when I was looking through the suicide notes of my predecessors in Songzhuang, I accidentally turned to this drawing, which seems to have something to do with it,"

The teacher scratched his head, took out a piece of silk paper from his cuff, opened it and looked at it, but it was a large picture, in which there were bamboo forests, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, and even nearby mountains and trees, which seemed to be a topographic map with a radius of thirty miles centered on Songjiazhuang.

However, in this picture, there are blood lines outlined in it, densely intertwined, connecting almost most of the buildings, forming a complex array.

"Huh, this formation is reversed by yin and yang, swallowing mountains and forests are angry, it's not a good formation," with Guo Laosi's vision, he could only see this extent, and said: "Little Liu, what do you see?"

The five techniques of Taoism, mountain, medicine, life, divination, and arithmetic, the word "mountain" is to check the yin and measure the yang, and explore the feng shui.

And among the gourd babies, in this regard, the highest level is not the aura type of Xiao Qi, nor is it the hard-working boss, but the little six who has been dragging the class back, and he is quite talented in this, at least when Li Daoshi can't deduce it, and when he starts to flicker, he will be discovered.

Guo Xiaoliu looked at the formation diagram, the original cringe-back temperament began to fade bit by bit, his little face was wrinkled, and his five fingers were constantly pinching, and he really had a bit of bearing.

Seeing this, Guo Laosi no longer harassed his brothers, but observed the surrounding environment, and found that behind the stone room, a passage several people high had been dug out, and there was a hidden cold wind blowing.

"The passage on the far left is the place where the village is out, which is also the place recorded in the code words in the inscription, two little boys, you can go out from here later," the teacher said.

"What about the other passages," Guo Laosi asked.

"This little student really doesn't know, according to the records, there should be only one, but Ah Yan said, tell me not to run around if I'm fine, there is a feeling that she is scared. ”

Who is Ah Yan? Before the fourth child could continue to ask, a muffled cry of pain suddenly came from the stone room, and when the two of them rushed over, they saw Xiao Liu's big gasp and nosebleed.

"What's the matter, could it be that a demon has broken in!"

"No, Fourth Brother, this array is a bit complicated, it's the first time I've deduced it alone, my mana is insufficient, and I'm just a little backlash," Guo Xiaoliu's breath was a little weak, but his eyes were quite bright, and his tone was joyful: "And Fourth Brother, I launched it, this is indeed not a good formation, but a formation of six yin and absolute households!"

The six yin households, also known as the severance of children and grandchildren, are the overdraft of the descendants of the blessing of longevity, blessed to these generations, so there will be a generation of Confucianism and Song Gongming born out of thin air, but the formation is a formation, irreversible, even this sage of the time had to let it go, seeing it happen.

However, I heard that this Song Daru preferred beauty in his later years, raised several outer rooms, and spread out outside the village, but now it seems that it may not be a curve strategy.

“...... This array of the six yin households is to turn all the vitality, vitality, and vitality within a radius of ten miles into the six lewd qi, that is, wind, cold, heat, dampness, dryness, and fire, and then inhale them into the human body, reverse yin to yang, and turn life into death, so the corpse in the village will retain the wisdom before death, and the Song family is a family of scholars, which will recruit Mr. Teaching, and once the household is extinct, this place will turn into a place of six yin, corpses, people, ghosts, and ghosts are all turned into ghosts and gods. ”

"How do you break it?"

"Divide its veins, rationalize its network, cut off its roots, and break the formation with a formation," Guo Xiaoliu said more and more brightly, and said: "But there is one point, the eye of the division can be solved by the method of breaking the mystery with a golden knife, only the main formation eye, there must be a corpse, that is the root of the entire array, as long as it is killed, and then the external qi is introduced into the village, it will definitely be able to break the six yin!"

"That's it!"

"Okay," Guo Xiaoliu subconsciously replied, and then he was stunned again, and said bitterly: "Fourth brother, according to the years and months, this demon who is the head of the corpse of the town array has at least more than three hundred years of Taoism, this kind of big demon, should we go back and ask the master to come out, otherwise it will not be an opponent at all!"

"Hmph, Xiao Liu, since that demon has been a formation, and has been doing it for hundreds of years, it must have not shown its wisdom yet, otherwise it would have slipped away, so this is our best chance to get rid of the other party, find the master for everything, so what are we going to do when we come out?

was provoked by the old four, and this Guo Xiaoliu suddenly blushed, "I'm not afraid, I'm also a disciple of the Qingcheng faction, a disciple of the Qingcheng faction, when have you ever been afraid!!"

"The two of you are like this, but it makes Xiao Sheng think of a friend, he is also very courageous, do big things without sparing his life, he is the nemesis of demons and monsters, and since you have made up your mind, Xiao Sheng can also help you. ”

The teacher opened the drawing, and there was a handwriting on it that had not yet been copied, and said word by word: "That Song Gongming's predecessor actually left a proverb - the magic machine is a ghost, but there is a divine sword, and the demon is slashed all the way!"

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The rolling river flows eastward, mighty, endless, the spirit of the rolling water rises, the light rain falls from the sky, wrapping the whole world in the smoke and rain of the mountains and forests, Li Daoshi stands by the river, thinking about a serious question.

Does Dao Ye jump, or doesn't he jump?

After a long time, Daoist Li sighed and gave up one of the suicide options for this lovelorn man and woman, this year, safety first, safety first.

After the Taoist priest solved the fungus man, separated from the hail god, and released the ghost in the valley, he went all the way non-stop, and finally arrived at the outlet of the Yangtze River, and wanted to go into the water to explore this Guangcheng treasure, but after hesitating for a long time, he didn't dare to jump, not that he couldn't dive, but that the river was too weird.

I saw that the river waves were turbid, I don't know how much sand and dust were piled up in it, with the waves rolling, it was said that it was a river flow, more like a sand flow, in addition, from time to time it also rolled out a bloody color, piercing the eyes, and the Taoist priest's body reminded him all the time, danger, very dangerous inside!

He couldn't understand why, according to the part of the formation diagram obtained from the bone concubine, the opening time of this treasure was obviously in winter, why there was a heaven and earth anomaly now.

He glanced around, the boundary of dozens of miles on both sides of the river, the trees and grass were turned, and the puddles were patches, some of which were even several zhang deep, and this was still because of the ebb tide of the river.

"I don't understand, I don't understand, huh?" Li Daoist suddenly sighed, only to see that in this turbid river, there are several two-car boats slowly coming, this is a flat-bottomed river boat, like two flat boats spliced together, wide head and big body, both sides and middle parts of the boat, there are wheels, slowly turning, this kind of boat is not fast, but very stable, easy to carry goods, or - corpses!

The sailor on the bow of the boat almost dazzled, and saw a figure standing on the bow of the boat, with big sleeves fluttering, clothes rolling in the river breeze, and even the mandarin duck flower-colored foot bags (socks) on the legs, all of which were seen very clearly.

"I've seen the Immortal Chief," the water pawn seemed to have seen this kind of scene, and he wasn't much surprised, just bowed down.

"What's the matter? You corpses on this boat," Daoist Li frowned, only to see that in the recess of the boat, there were already four or five corpses lying horizontally, this is not enough, after all, after the flood, there will be casualties, but to his surprise, although these corpses are rotten, there is no edema on the surface of the body, and there is not even corpse gas, and their faces are lifelike.

This all shows that the people in front of them are not mortals, they are all cultivators, and only these people, and their bodies will remain unchanged for a long time after death.

"And the immortal chief, on the order of the official, salvaged the corpses on the river and burned them in a concentrated manner, so as not to aggravate the epidemic after the disaster and spread it. ”

After the catastrophe, there will be a great epidemic, and the Taoist priest can understand it, but why do they all have practice?

"How many days have you been salvaging? How many corpses like this can be salvaged every day?"

"If you go back to your lordship, there are more than a dozen corpses like this kind every day, and so far, it has been more than half a month. ”

The Taoist priest silently calculated, most of the month, more than a dozen, so to speak, there are almost two hundred? Is there any mistake, this number is already very exaggerated in mortals, let alone among monks, and what else did he say, epidemic? )