"Who am I and who are you?"
I stared into the old man's eyes, never wanting to know my identity as much as I do now.
"My name is Zhang Shoudeng, Qintian Supervisor, and you are my senior brother."
The old man walked towards me tremblingly step by step, each step was very laborious, but his face became more and more ugly, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and then he was unwilling to give up, as if he had encountered some trouble.
"Master, what do you want to do?"
Dachun has not yet reacted to this shock. asked blankly.
The old man didn't answer at all, but walked towards me firmly.
I quickly walked towards him.
He hadn't finished speaking yet.
According to his current state, he couldn't hold on for long.
The moment I connected to his body, he stretched out a skinny finger, touched the center of my eyebrow, and murmured: "Brother, cut off the iron rope, release the dragon vein, be careful and careful."
Before he finished speaking, his hand dropped down, and I felt a pain between my eyebrows, as if something was broken.
"What are you careful about?"
I don't care about anything else.
He shook his body and asked loudly, but there was no reply.
His body quickly became cold, and large patches of corpse appeared on his face.
"Master" Dachun shouted.
Rushed up.
"He is dead" I still can't believe it.
What is this?
How could he die like this?
There are still things he didn't explain clearly to me.
And who does he want me to be careful about in the end?
I carefully inspected his body again.
It was cold and cold, and the muscles had relaxed.
It didn't look like he had just died, but rather like he had been dead for a long time.
I can only be sure of two things now.
One is that his body has already reached its limit and is on the verge of collapse.
The other is that we probably have a common enemy, which is the person or force that he has not yet spoken out.
I thought about it carefully.
Although I don't know why he created so many mysteries, and no matter how many tricks he used, one thing is certain, he doesn't want me to die.
"What the fuck is going on?"
Dachun broke out and hit the ground hard.
From when he was more than ten years old to living in a Taoist temple with an old Taoist priest, they were together for more than ten years.
Although he didn't say anything, he always shouted "old Taoist priest, old Taoist priest", but I could feel that their feelings were very deep.
Although Sister Pomegranate said so many harsh words, but for Dachun.
This was always the master who had lived with him for more than ten years.
"His soul is gone.
He may not be dead yet.
You still have hope of seeing each other again."
Ruohan walked out of the pendant, glanced at the chain above his head with some fear, and said in a deep voice.
"Master, you're still alive?"
Dachun still couldn't believe it, so he raised his head and asked weakly.
"Three souls and seven souls are not here.
He should have prepared a backup plan.
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As for whether he is alive or not, I don't know."
Ruohan spread his hands, looked at the iron rope above his head in fear, turned around and entered the pendant.
"Damn it, ever since I was a kid, I've never been able to escape your grasp.
I've even cheated my death and kept a backup plan."
Dachun gritted his teeth and cursed bitterly, but he still put the body away, sighed and asked: "Xiao Ming, what should we do now?"
I pointed to the iron rope above my head: "Let's cut off that iron rope first.
No matter what, it cuts off the dragon veins of this place and stagnates the earth's energy.
Cutting it off will not be beneficial to us. , at least the mountain will recover.”
"How do you do it?
The iron rope is so thick."
Dachun gestured, feeling a little embarrassed.
Dachun was indeed right.
The chain was as thick as an arm, and even though it had been there for so many years, there was no trace of rust on it.
“Easy to do” I replied, picked up the flashlight, shined it on the cave walls on both sides, and searched carefully.
Although the cave wall is uneven, there are still traces to follow in some places.
I groped for a long time and scraped it twice with a knife, and a dark iron rope was revealed.
"Xiao Ming, how did you do that?"
Dachun looked at me in disbelief.
I shook my head and pointed at my head.
"I don't know, it seems like this knowledge is already in my head."
To be honest, I really don’t know why I knew that the iron rope was in the wall.
If I guessed correctly, it should be the point of the old Taoist priest.
Reminds me of something.
The dragon vein is a manifestation of the earth's energy condensing together.
It is yang.
If you want to cut off the dragon vein, you must suppress it with something yin, which is just a piece of iron chain.
It's of no use.
I searched down along the wall and dug something close to the ground.
Dragon veins belong to Yang.
To suppress the dragon veins, you need something extremely Yin.
Yin and Yang are in conflict.
After so many years, even cement can be washed away.
Basically without any effort, I dug a big hole and waved to Dachun.
Buried underneath is a square copper seal.
After so many years, I can still feel the coldness and bloody smell above.
"What kind of seal is this?"
Dachun asked with some surprise as he looked at the large copper-colored seal that was the size of a human head.
"Murder Mark" I took a deep breath and said three words.
The so-called murder mark, or the massacre mark is more appropriate.
This kind of mark is formed by soaking in the blood of tens of millions of dead people and allowing the resentment to permeate it.
The end of each dynasty is the best time to refine this kind of big seal, and it is not difficult to refine this kind of big seal.
Just kill enough people, soak it in the blood of the dead, and then add the official general seal to it.
Just remember the above and that’s it.
Moreover, this seal can not only suppress dragon veins, but also suppress the enemy's ancestral graves.
Destroying the ancestral temple is also very suitable.
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Therefore, at the end of each dynasty, there will be this kind of big seal in the ancestral temple of the royal family to prevent the other party from rising again.
"What should we do about this seal?"
Dachun stuttered, feeling a little at a loss.
“No rush” I pulled Dachun to the other side.
Another large seal buried in the ground was found.
The place where the murder seal and the iron rope connect is a copper ring.
If you want to take out the seal, you must cut off the copper ring.
"How to do it?"
Dachun was still worried.
The copper ring was as thick as a little finger, and there was no trace of rust on it.
It is basically impossible to cut it off with brute force.
"Give me the sword to use" I took the iron sword from Dachun's hand, cut my finger, smeared it with my blood, and slashed it at the copper ring.
The copper ring made a crisp sound and broke.
I stretched out my hand to take out the murder mark.
There was a stream of blood coming out from underneath, and there was a faint wailing sound.
The two killing marks were taken out, and the iron chain wrapped around the dragon's head made a crisp sound.
Collapse, this section of dragon vein will be released.
"Spread blood on the eight corners and wrap them with talisman paper."
I breathed a sigh of relief, told Dachun, and walked to the other end.
Cut off the copper ring on the other murder mark and take it out, and another stream of blood came out.
"This water?"
Dachun asked, pointing to the bloody water, perhaps a little uncomfortable with my sudden change.
"It's okay.
This is infected by the blood of the murder mark.
It will be fine after a while."
I waved my hand.
These are not important.
The only difficulty now is how to get out the two murder marks.
Two murder marks, I made a rough estimate, they cost at least two hundred kilograms.
It took no effort to lift it up just now with the help of the energy from the earth's veins, but it will not be easy to get it out, and the hole may collapse.
The yin and yang have been in conflict for hundreds of years.
Once the yang energy of the earth's veins is released, the environment in the entire cave will definitely be unstable.
"Walk" I pulled Dachun.
At this time, the spring water in the ground veins had begun to boil, bubbling and bubbling.
If I didn't leave, it might be too late.
Sister Shiliu led the way, and Dachun and I dragged a murder mark alone.
The tunnel was more than 100 meters long, and Dachun and I were almost exhausted.
When I walked outside, I breathed a sigh of relief.
It was completely boiling inside.
The water in the more than ten springs was already boiling.
It looked like it was going to be connected into one.
Not much has changed outside the mountain.
It will take at least a few years to turn Old Black Mountain into Daqing Mountain.
"Xiao Ming, look" While I was still panting, Dachun reached out and pointed to the mountainside.
There was a person looking at us there.
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It was Lao He, a retired soldier who was blind in one eye
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