Older people in Huanglong Mansion know that Hu Huang Er Immortal is only an animal fairy, and Cuihua is a ghost fairy, and his mana is better than all kinds of animals.
"Cuihua Cuihua" several old men and women took the lead in shouting passionately, their faces full of strange happiness.
The eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law in the house began to echo in a whisper, and then also hysterically shouted "Cuihua", with an unusually holy expression.
Old Cuihua crouched on He Xiangu's back and smiled and waved her hand, revealing two rows of uneven yellow teeth.
"When" the gong sounded again.
He Xiangu's body shook up, and she broke off her voice loudly, and her vocal range really changed, and it was extremely loud: "Qiandui is away from Zhenxun Kang Kunkun, laying down the net of heaven and earth, He Fang's evil animal goblin, Cuihua sits at the entrance of the hall tonight, and advises him to be stunned there" After that, he jumped up from the chair, fell to the ground, and then circled around the little boy.
The people were silent, all nervous and dry, and their necks were sweating.
Whenever she turned to the front of the child, the dwarf old Cuihua had to breathe in the boy's face.
The circle turned faster and faster, and everyone who watched it was a little dizzy.
At this moment, the little boy's body in the center of the room suddenly trembled, and his teeth clucked.
"Oh, it's not really coming," He Xiangu screamed.
The little boy suddenly made a fart sound, and the already narrow room was filled with a stench for a while.
The daughters-in-law of several girls standing in the front row shook their bodies and hurriedly covered their mouths and noses.
"Yellow skin is yellow skin charming," someone whispered.
Han Sheng shook his head and muttered in a low voice, this should be indigestion.
Feng Sheng's gaze quietly fixed on Han Sheng for a moment, and then he also stretched out his finger and plugged his nostrils.
With a "pop" sound, He Xiangu's cigarette bag pot was once again buckled on the top of the boy's brain.
"Bald old man, bald old man ate his brother's brain," the little boy suddenly exclaimed.
"He Fang's bald old monster makes a quick move," He Xiangu said sharply.
"Half a tower, with holes," said the little boy tremblingly.
Liu Jinmo looked at Han Sheng, Han Sheng nodded, he understood that it might be Yang Gong's lair.
"Don't make noise, don't make trouble, don't shout, don't shout, the old fairy of Cuihua is sitting in the hall, the old cow pulls the cart to be steady, the half of the Wanjin Pagoda, there is a monster in the hole to capture, you have to have a tooth hey, you have to have a tooth hey" He Xiangu sang and held a cigarette pouch, pointed outward, everyone understood that Cuihua wanted to catch the demon in person, and immediately dodged a passage, and then followed behind the old fairy, and killed half of the tower.
The northwest wind "whined", smoke and snow blew on the frozen ground, and everyone had more than ten flashlights in their hands, and beams of white light mixed with chaotic footsteps, bustling towards the half-section of the tower.
In the crowd, Feng Sheng followed closely behind He Xiangu, and under the scattering of the flashlight, he paid close attention to the dwarf old woman who was on He Xiangu's back.
Han Sheng and Liu Jinmo walked unhurriedly in the crowd, and the short little cuihua was tightly wrapped around the big blue cotton monkey, like an inconspicuous child.
Han Sheng looked at the dark sky and said to Liu Jinmo: "Mr.
Liu, I think Huanglong Mansion is the base of the black witch in Kanto, and Yang Gong will never live in the earth cave all the time."
Liu Jinmo nodded and said: "And killing people on the edge of the nest, isn't it giving people a handle, it's boring to find yourself, as the saying goes, rabbits don't eat the grass by the nest, and the old nest of the Yang Gong should not be here." ” Everyone came to the front of the half-section of the tower, and they all stopped their steps and looked at He Xiangu.
He Xiangu held the little boy in her hand and first led everyone around the mound for a week.
This is a seven or eight meters high, more than ten zhang around the extra-large mound, the yellow mud texture is dense, indicating that it has been tamped.
On the east façade of the mound facing the village, there is a blue boulder, about a man high, and there is an irregular earth hole four inches wide and narrow at the ground, and the bottom of the hole is smooth, like a passage for some animal to enter and exit.
There is no handwriting on the boulder, these are the ruins of the Liao Dynasty in the past, and the Wanjin Pagoda is named after it.
"Where is the bald old monster hole" He Xiangu shook the cigarette pouch rod in her hand, as if it was a demon sword.
The little boy trembled and pointed to the small hole under the boulder.
He Xiangu raised her eyes, stared at her white eyes, and sang loudly: "Little bald monster, I didn't get out of Cuihua to have a meal five hundred years ago, and smoked a bag of cigarettes five hundred years later, Cuihua just came back from the capital, Tangshan is full of old people, Shenyang City is called Fengtian, all the way up, Tieling Kaiyuan Changtu County, Siping came to Gongzhuling, north of Changchun is Nong'an, Mishazi Gaojiadian, Raratun turned around, a fire and a few puffs of smoke, bald old monster, see where you drill today" He Xiangu beckoned, and a few people from the Kanto region called Cangzi brought a few bundles of straw, and put together a fire on the spot, and under the guidance of the old fairy, Cangzi took off his dogskin hat and fanned the smoke into the small soil cave Thick smoke burrowed into the cavern, and after a while, a "squeaking" sound was heard coming from inside the cave.
Cangzi still kept fanning the cigarette, the scream became more and more urgent, and finally staggered out of the cave A few yellow skins, as soon as they came out of the hole, the copper cigarette pouch pot in He Xiangu's hand was accurately buckled on the head of the yellow skin, knocking them down one by one.
The villagers erupted in cheers of victory.
He Xiangu was surrounded by everyone, and Cangzi walked in the head with those few yellow skins, tonight must be a carnival night, and the strong aroma of stewed meat has wafted out of the village.
Feng Sheng followed behind He Xiangu, inadvertently rubbed his eyes, and found that the dwarf old woman Cuihua was gone.
Lao Cuihua returned to Xiao Cuihua's cotton monkey, poked her head out and said to Liu Jinmo proudly: "Son-in-law, how about the mother-in-law is a little good?"
The cold wind was swishing, the snowflakes were fluttering, and in a blink of an eye, only Han Sheng and others were left in front of the half-section of the tower.
Liu Jinmo said lightly: "It's true that the yellow skin is charming, but it is impossible to eat the child's brain, and the bald grandfather mentioned by the child must be Yang Gong." ” Han Sheng nodded yes, and then said: "From the perspective of Central Plains medicine, the scientific name of the weasel is Weasel, which is a mammalian rodent in the genus Mustelidae of the carnivorous order Weaselidae, good at catching rats, and occasionally eating farmhouse chickens.
Its meat is sweet and smelly, has a small poison, internal use to treat heart and abdominal pain, external use to kill scabies, and kill all internal parasites.
The so-called charming legend of the yellow skin is actually its smell, a substance called butyl mercaptan.
A skunk rat can produce about 1 ml of butyl mercaptan per day, which is stored in the anal glands, once needed, the weasel uses its front feet to stand upside down, aims at its eyes, and sprays the odor out of the anus at each other, which can be sprayed to a distance of about 4 meters, which shows the great power.
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Some women or children in rural areas who are deficient in the body will cause hysteria when exposed to these gases.
We have a lot of things in Wuyuan, Jiangxi, but they never take the initiative to attack people, let alone eat people's brains. ” "In this way, it must have been done by Yang Gong."
Old Cuihua muttered to herself.
"Yes, Yang Gong must have been here," Liu Jinmo said, his eyes glanced at the cyan boulder under the half-section of the tower, and continued, "Since ancient times, the tower has been built, and there must be an underground palace under the base of the tower." ” After that, Liu Jinmo walked to the boulder, put his ear on it, then knocked on it, and said, "There is indeed a little hollow sound in this, let me try it." ” A good Qingtian Liu Jinmo, Dantian lifted a true qi, ran Zhou Tian, both arms exerted force, the palm pressed on the bluestone, first urged the five points of force, the slightest did not move, eight points, slightly loosened, and finally used ten percent of the force, "squeak" sounded, the bluestone turned slowly The boulder turned sideways, revealing a wide and narrow gap for a person, it turned out that there were dark axis mechanisms up and down the boulder, if there was no strength of 1,800 catties and could not be opened, only first-class martial arts masters like Yang Gong and Liu Jinmo could enter.
The cave was pitch black, and nothing could be seen, and there was some smoke from burning straw in my nose, which had just entered the underground palace when I had just smoked yellow skin.
Han Sheng took out the flashlight and handed it to Liu Jinmo.
Illuminated by the light of the flashlight, there is a stone staircase in front of you, leading to a large stone chamber.
Liu Jinmo walked in front, on guard at any time, Hansheng was in the middle, cautiously moving forward, after the little cuihua broke, Yuguan entered the stone cave underground palace
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