"Here" the village chief looked at it, and there was nothing special about that place.
Ding Ermiao nodded and said, "Dig it down and take a look." ” The village chief hummed, picked up the shovel and began to dig.
The farmer has the strength, and the village chief is also a good worker, so he dug a two-foot-deep pit on this piece of ground.
But digging and digging, the village chief also felt that something was wrong, and the soil under the ground turned up, and it turned out to be dark It stands to reason that after the excavation of the soil layer on the surface, the bottom should be loess, but here it is all black soil, and the land is cold The village chief stood in the pit, shivered, and said, "No, brother, why is it so cold here?"
Ding Ermiao squatted down, looked at the soil that had been turned up, and asked casually, "What's wrong?"
"Definitely not, generally speaking, the soil that comes up from below is hot, you see those poets write poems, they all say that hot soil or something, but the soil here is obviously lower than the surface temperature, just like frozen soil.
It's only autumn now, and the soil turned out of the ground can't be like this," said the village chief.
It turned out that the village chief still knew Shi Ding Ermiao couldn't help but smile, nodded and said: "It's really not right, you don't need to dig here, if you dig again, that guy will come out." ” "You mean, that ghost is down here," the village chief was taken aback, and hurriedly jumped out of the pit.
"That's right, he's down there, and it's you who broke the ground and destroyed the original arrangement above, so you can't hold him down."
Ding Ermiao saw that there was no one around, tore open his pants, and urinated on the pit dug by the village chief.
Ding Ermiao is still a boy chicken, and what comes out of the urine is also the boy's urine.
The village chief watched from the side, only to see the urine line fall into the pit, and suddenly white smoke rose like urine on quicklime "Let me taste the master's boy urine first" Ding Ermiao laughed, like a naughty child, he drew circles at the bottom of the pit with a urine line.
After a soak of urine, Ding Ermiao was still a little unsatisfied.
However, this thing is not tap water, and it is still unfinished, so I have to give up.
The village chief was affected by Ding Ermiao, and he also suddenly felt the urge to urinate, and learned Ding Ermiao to urinate in the pit.
But the village chief can't pee the effect of Ding Ermiao, although it is also a big bead and a small bead falling on the jade plate, which is suspected to be the Milky Way falling for nine days, but the soil in the pit does not smoke.
"It's strange, why don't I pee in and smoke," the village chief asked.
"Because I'm a mage, and you're not."
Ding Ermiao straightened his clothes and said: "Time is urgent, don't pee the village chief, hurry up to the village, collect some filth and women's dirty clothes, greet a dozen or so men, bring big shovels, and send them all over to know what filth is dirty, the dirtier the better, if you can't use the dung in the pit.
You know, it's a woman's pants, rooster blood, black dog blood, you have to prepare some, the more the better" The village chief's mouth grew and his eyes widened: "How can I say this by collecting women's dirty clothes, I am the village chief, others will say me" "Call your wife.
Hurry, without further ado.
Once it gets dark and that thing comes out, I can't restrain it," Ding Ermiao said.
The village chief stayed first, gritted his teeth, and turned to run towards the village.
Ding Ermiao also followed the village chief to the village to see the time, it was only two o'clock in the afternoon.
Counting it, there is still time.
Because before night, the ghost below can't come out.
Even if it comes out, the cultivation will be limited.
The village chief ran into the village like a whirlwind, grabbed the man and whispered.
He was too embarrassed to tell the women, so he had to let the men inform their own women.
Many people came around, grabbed Ding Ermiao, and inquired about the long bag on the ground.
Ding Ermiao took the opportunity to render it and said: "There are ghosts in the pond in front, it will come out after dark, everyone listen to me, hurry up and pick up the dung, bring the woman's dirty clothes, and go to the pond with me to arrange it, otherwise, there will be a big incident at night."
"No, there is a long bag in the village, and there are ghosts in the pond" The villagers gossiped, not believing Ding Ermiao's statement too much.
Ding Ermiao sneered and said, "Believe it or not, if you don't listen to me, when the time comes, I won't be able to save the whole village." ” After a while, everyone talked about it, and finally started to act.
The village chief ordered troops and sent generals, found ten people to pick up dung, and found more than a dozen people to dig a pit with shovels, and arranged for some people to catch chickens and dogs for backup.
Ding Ermiao made some additions on the side, asking everyone to prepare other required items.
Half an hour later, everyone followed Ding Ermiao and the village chief and set off.
The village chief's wife came later, carrying a bag containing a few dirty clothes that had been raised with great difficulty.
Far away, before they reached the pond, everyone saw a layer of black mist floating in the pond.
The fog is very thin, and if there is none, there are some traces from a distance, but you can't see it up close.
When they arrived at the pond, Ding Ermiao asked everyone to put down their things and wait for orders.
First of all, Ding Ermiao took the pit dug by the village chief just now, centered on the pit dug by the village chief just now, determined 28 points around it, and then ordered everyone to dig pits at these 28 points.
Each point, more than ten zhang away from the center, forms a large circle, occupying almost half of the bottom of the pond.
Each pit was dug to a depth of three feet, which took a lot of time.
The pit was dug up, and everyone was sweating on their heads.
Ding Ermiao looked around, and the layer of black fog just now had been dispelled by popularity at the moment.
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"Pour the dung into it, pour a bucket into each pit, and replace it with dirty clothes if it is not enough."
Ding Ermiao instructed everyone to work and said: "After pouring it in, the soil is backfilled, and then stepped on it, and the more you step on it, the better." ” The village chief immediately took everyone to do it and put down the things he brought.
Ding Ermiao finally breathed a sigh of relief, added some dung and dirty clothes to the soil pit in the middle, filled the soil and compacted it, and waved his hand: "It's like this in the pond for the time being, go back to the village and arrange it again." ” Everyone settled down a little and followed Ding Ermiao back to the village.
Ding Ermiao started from the village chief's house and arranged around the bulging earthen bag.
According to Ding Ermiao's intentions, the village chief slaughtered a black dog, carried a small bucket of dog blood, and followed Ding Ermiao's side.
Ding Ermiao put four copper coins around the soil bag, surrounding the soil bag, forming a square.
Then, in the eyes of each copper coin, Ding Ermiao nailed a chopstick into it.
In the end, Ding Ermiao used the cotton thread on the sole of his shoe, dipped it in black dog blood, and arranged it on top of the four chopsticks.
The cotton thread goes on all four sides to form a square, and finally it is tied diagonally to form a cross fork.
In this way, it was as if a net had been covered on the dirt bag. 160420oshow7: