After Feng Zidao came out, he pulled us aside and whispered: "Why did you come here so quickly?"
"It's not too fast.
We also went to Nanshan in Liucheng Village."
I thought about it and said, "Call Qiu Hongzheng over.
I have something to tell you."
After Qiu Hongzheng came over, I showed them the photos and videos on my mobile phone.
Yuelan and I each had one of the new mobile phones.
Anyway, Yuelan has money now and can spend tens of thousands at every turn, so she doesn't care about the money.
At first I thought money was dirty, but later when I found out that the so-called palm eye was my grandfather, I couldn't laugh or cry.
I wanted to eat this girl, but she kept it secret from me for so long and was angry with me for so long.
Feng Zidao and Qiu Hongzheng watched the video, shaking with anger.
Qiu Hongzheng punched the stone pillar with a bang, and blood splattered on his fist.
"Brother Qiu, that zombie and Song Xiaofu were killed by us, and the revenge of Taoist Priest Ziyang and the other seven people was also avenged.
Don't be too sad."
Qiu Hongzheng gritted his teeth, with tears in his eyes, then shook his head and left.
"This" I looked baffled as I watched Qiu Hongzheng leave bitterly.
"Let him go.
He's just hating that he didn't get revenge with his own hands.
This kid is very stubborn."
Feng Zidao wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "I'll return this phone to you later.
I'll take it and report it to the headmaster."
"Okay."
I nodded, then suddenly remembered and said, "Daozhang Feng, I would like to ask, is the method of piercing a villain a Maoshan sect technique?"
Feng Zidao nodded seriously and said: "Yes, it is the technique of Sanmao from the Maoshan sect.
This time Sanmao invites ghosts.
The technique he uses is rather evil, so he is despised by many colleagues in the world.
Why do you ask?"
"I want to learn."
I thought for a while and said, "I am a zombie.
As you know, I can learn some curses.
During the fight with the zombie, he used a spell and he was able to kill me immediately.
I was trapped to death.
One of the moves was to draw circles on the ground, and my legs could no longer move immediately.
The other move was to draw circles on the ground as a prison.
They are both very powerful.
I want to learn them."
Feng Zidao looked at me with his eyes wide open and said: "The tricks you mentioned should be called rooting on the soles of the feet, and drawing the ground as a prison.
These are all the techniques of Sanmao of the Maoshan sect.
In this case, I will help you search to see if you can find these techniques.
The method of practice, but after you learn it, remember not to harm others. " "Look what you said, it's not like you don't know me."
I said.
"Yeah."
Feng Zidao nodded and went out.
Then Yuelan and I went back to the room, because they were all talking about things and had no time to pay attention to us.
Early the next morning, someone knocked on the door, and when he heard the voice, he knew it was Feng Zidao.
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After I opened the door, I found that he was holding a mobile phone in his hand and said: "I reported it to the headmaster last night, and everyone at Qixing Temple also knew about it.
The headmaster said that great revenge must be avenged, so this matter has passed.
This is the fate of our Seven Stars Contemplation, and now we can only recruit more disciples."
He handed the phone back to me, and I put it away.
Feng Zidao suddenly said: "Are you two free today?
The master asked me to chant sutras and remove dust for the three patriarchs.
If you are free, please help me."
Together, everyone in Qixing Temple is busy preparing for this gold-plated ceremony, and you can also help."
"Okay."
Yuelan and I nodded at the same time.
The place where sutras are chanted and dust is removed is in the pagoda that has not yet been repaired.
This pagoda houses the ancestors of the Seven Stars of the Seven Stars.
Naturally, these three golden bodies are also placed here, in the middle of the hall, each sitting cross-legged.
On the futon, he still maintained the same posture as before.
After Feng Zidao knelt down and worshiped the three mummies, he began to sit cross-legged and recite sutras.
Yue Lan and I sat beside him.
After he finished reciting sutras, he took a brush with very soft hair and Gently wipe the dust off the mummy.
This mummy has been sealed in dust in the cave for hundreds of years.
It is covered in dust, and some of it has formed into clods of soil.
It is also in the crater of a volcano, and the haze of volcanic ash is even worse.
Moreover, the clothes on their bodies were so badly oxidized that they turned into powder when touched by hand.
Yue Lan and I helped carry the mummy, while Feng Zidao carefully removed the dust with a brush and scissors.
If there were some stubborn dust lumps, he directly cut them off with scissors.
When it was He Youqiu's turn to visit the Patriarch, when we lifted his golden body and his clothes oxidized, something fell from his arms with a snap.
The three of us looked at the thing at the same time.
It was another thing wrapped in oil paper, and it looked like a book.
Feng Zidao put down the brush and scissors, picked up the thing, looked at each other, and then slowly opened the oil paper bag, revealing a blueprint of an ancient book bound with thread.
It turned out to be in traditional Chinese characters.
I was so confused. , but heard Yuelan read: "Thirty Forbidden Techniques of the Five Ghost Sect of Maoshan Sect" Feng Zidao was also dumbfounded.
He looked at me intently, then flipped through the book of forbidden arts, and said in disbelief: "You were just asking for the book yesterday, and I haven't even gone to the Scripture Pavilion to look for it.
I'll give it to you now."
It’s God’s will to have one published.”
My eyes widened and I looked at the book in Feng Zidao's hand in disbelief.
I said, "Is there a villain?"
"Yes, that's the most basic one.
There are rooting on the soles of the feet and drawing the ground as a prison.
And these are not the most powerful ones.
There are also ghost raising techniques and room-centering techniques."
After finishing speaking, Feng Zidao glanced at me and Yue Lan.
Yue Lan blushed and rolled her eyes at me.
Feng Zidao then said: "Three Patriarchs You discovered it and brought it here.
Now that you are asking for a book, Patriarch He Youqiu will drop this book at this moment.
This is destined.
In this way, if you kowtow three times to Patriarch He Youqiu, this book will come to you.
Just take it, but there are some techniques that are too taboo, so don’t try them.”
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"Okay, thank you, Mr.
Feng."
This made me very happy.
I kowtowed three times to He Youqiu's golden body, and then took the book from Feng Zidao's hand.
I held it in my hand as if I had found a treasure.
Feng Zidao warned: "Put it away quickly, this is a treasure.
The things passed down five hundred years ago are definitely more complete than what we have now.
Many of the things passed down from outside are incomplete.
Only the three of us present know about this matter.
Remember not to spread it outside. " "I know, thank you Feng Daochang for making it possible."
I wrapped the book back in the oil paper.
After going back, I planned to find some book covers used by primary school students to wrap the book or directly use it for compression molding.
My master taught me Corpse Technique and Bone Technique.
It was just a craft, not a magic technique.
And the lone books my grandpa gave me only taught me knowledge and did not help me in fighting.
Only the book I hold in my hand , is the real secret book.
As long as I learn the techniques and my zombie avatar, I will be able to protect Yuelan and my family in the future.
The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and I wanted to go back to my room to study right away.
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