After everyone rushed in, they all looked intently at the little man in black who spontaneously combusted on the ground.
Peng Long and Wang Jian frowned slightly and said at the same time: "Xia Sanmao's Zha Xiaoren" Then he turned to look at me at the same time, and I said: "Now is not the time to explain.
Let the two Taoist priests take a look and see what is going on."
"Isn't this obvious?"
Wang Jian frowned slightly and said, "You used the technique of piercing the villain to deal with your enemy, and then your enemy asked an expert to do it to destroy your villain in black and cause it to spontaneously combust, but it was about to When you succeed, the things inside the black box will come back, so the other party will probably suffer heavy losses. " I suddenly realized that this was the case, and then Peng Long added: "What is inside this black box?"
"A powerful magic weapon."
I thought for a while and said.
When they saw that I didn't say anything, they didn't ask again.
Although there had been disputes between Shangsanmao and Xiasanmao before, after all, so many years had passed.
What's more, people in the world are not so repulsive to Xiasanmao or even Xiasanmao's development.
Even better than Shangsanmao.
Then the black box was still shaking.
Yuelan and I looked at each other, and then I boldly walked over and swept away the ashes of the little man in black on the box, and then the box stopped.
Under everyone's gaze, I opened the box.
But at the opening scene, everyone was dumbfounded.
The blood jade skeleton actually had a finger biting in its mouth, and there were drops of blood on the corners of the skull's mouth, which was extremely weird.
"This" everyone was dumbfounded, but everyone present was a person who had seen the world.
They were not afraid, but they just thought it was incredible.
"This finger should be the master who cast a spell to burn the two villains in black.
It's just bad luck that he came across such a magic weapon."
Wang Jian said.
"Then how can this be done?"
I looked at Wang Jian dumbfounded.
"Take your fingers out, but it looks like you are not familiar with this thing.
You can use those pliers to pick it up."
Wang Jian pointed to the pliers used to hold briquettes not far away.
Then Jiang Lin conveniently took the pliers over, handed them to me and said, "Based on my knowledge, this treasure is probably at the level of the ancestors.
If you can conquer it, it will be at least several times more powerful than it is now, or even...
Dozens of times.”
When I heard it, I was secretly surprised.
My grandfather had said before that this was the seal of the leader of the Bone Cult, and it was also a powerful magic weapon.
Now it was an eye-opener.
"It's awesome, but it's very evil."
Wang Jian shook his head and said.
"How should I put this?
A gun is a murder weapon in the hands of criminals, and a sacred law enforcement weapon in the hands of police.
It depends on how you use it."
I said.
Wang Jian nodded and said, "That's true."
I held the pliers, carefully stretched out my hand, and clamped the tip of the pliers on the finger, which seemed to be the middle finger.
I'm also a little scared, what if this skeleton bites me too?
But there was no danger, so I clamped it with pliers, pulled it twice, and finally pulled out the finger.
But when I looked closely, I was surprised.
There were tattooed runes densely on my fingers, and they were not Chinese characters.
A person suddenly appeared in my mind, and that was the Malaysian Ghost King.
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Damn, he actually colluded with Lao Chen and Lao Wang Yuelan also recognized it, frowned and said: "The Malaysian Ghost King actually helped Lao Chen and they colluded together."
"The Malaysian Ghost King is Li Teng of the Five Ghost Sect, right?"
Wang Jian said.
"Yes, that's him, the one who went to the Seven Stars Temple to ask for a golden body."
I said.
"Okay."
Wang Jian said: "Zhengchou had no place to look for him, so he came to his door himself.
I didn't want to get involved in your matter, but since it is him, we have no reason to let him go.
This finger will We, let’s start the process and send him on his way.”
"Okay."
The two agreed to help, and I was naturally very happy.
I handed the finger to Wang Jian.
Wang Jian took two tissues and wrapped them up directly.
He also made a decision to start a practice in the evening. .
At seven o'clock in the evening, everyone started to set up the altar in the grain drying field outside the vegetable cellar.
The huge talisman tent was opened, which was a canvas tent used by street vendors.
There were tents supported by four legs on the four sides, which could be used to block the Rain, this is what grandpa often used when doing rituals.
Its four sides are covered with yellow symbols of various patterns.
Several colors of lights are connected to the top of the tent.
Below the lamps are hollow symbols made of plastic film.
As long as the lamp is turned on, the light shines on the hollow symbols.
On the talisman, the image that appears is a powerful talisman.
Under the talisman tent, there lay a paper-tied person.
The paper-tied person was made by a fool, but the middle finger of the paper-tied person was not tied with paper, but was inlaid with the middle finger of the Ghost King of Malaysia.
Yes, the middle finger was wrapped in a yellow talisman and tightly tied with red thread, and the paper stick was lifelike, and several talismans were drawn on the body with a cinnabar pen.
There is an incense burner placed above the head of the paper-tied person.
In front of the burner is a bowl of glutinous rice with three Five Emperors coins placed on the rice.
Next to the bowl of glutinous rice are three wine glasses, next to it is an unopened bottle of rice flower fragrance, and behind it is a Stacked yellow talisman, a bowl of clear water, a willow branch in the clear water, a soul-calling flag hanging on the willow branch, and a little man painted on the soul-calling flag.
Sitting in the southeast and northwest under the talisman tent are Wang Jian, Peng Long, my grandfather, and me.
I don’t know why I’m asked to sit here.
I don’t know anything, but since I’m asked to participate, then I will I'm sorry to refuse, but Wang Jian asked me to bring the blood jade skeleton with me and place it in front of my knees.
Obviously, the blood jade skeleton mainly relies on it.
Everyone can see how powerful it is during the day.
Outside the tent were Yue Lan, Jiang Lin, and the four guardians who were deaf and blind.
At this moment, except Wang Jian, all of them were holding willow sticks.
The willow trees were cold and dark, so paper punching was most effective in stabbing people.
I had the illusion that the finger of the person stuck in the paper was beating all the time.
Although the amplitude was not large, I really felt it was moving.
Next to the person stuck in the paper was a painting drawn with rice.
The finger in the person stuck in the paper was beating.
There is a road at the bottom of my feet.
The road is black and white.
The black one is black rice and the white one is white rice.
In the middle of the road are written the words Yin and Yang Road.
This road is endless.
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Yan, there is a checkpoint at the end of Yin and Yang Road.
There is a ghost head drawn on the checkpoint.
On the head of the ghost head are written the words Guimenguan.
The Guimenguan at this moment is closed, and behind the ghost gate, there is another road.
It is made of yellow rice.
In the middle of the road is written Huangquan Road, and at the end of Huangquan Road is a palace with the words Netherworld Underworld.
Peng Long held the suona, and my grandfather held the cymbal.
Wang Jian nodded towards them, and everyone knew that the ritual was officially about to begin
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