Without thinking, I directly put the soul-fixing talisman on Dao Meihua's forehead.
I was still a little irritated because another damn person had died.
"hehe" In such a moment of distraction, Dao Meihua suddenly laughed and rolled down the slope, directly under the two bamboo buildings, and then ran out as lightly as an ape.
"Grass" Dachun's eyes widened and a word popped out of his mouth.
We worked hard for half a night, and finally Dao Meihua ran away in such a way, which was really beyond our expectations.
"What to do, what to do" Gu Qingmei couldn't jump out, and circled around us, repeating three words nervously.
"What's going on?"
Dachun came to my side and asked softly.
"He was dead just now, I'm sure of that."
I said with a frown.
Just now I saw Dao Meihua's ghost rising from her body, so I hurriedly put the Soul Fixing Talisman between her eyebrows.
I thought it was successful, but I didn't expect that she ran away.
Everything that happened recently was a bit beyond my understanding.
When a person dies, his soul is gone; his soul is still there.
Moreover, it was still able to move despite being fixed in the body.
The most important thing was that the soul-fixing talisman was not damaged.
I can't figure out what's going on.
It's not just me.
Dachun and Sister Shiliu also couldn't figure it out.
This was completely against common sense.
"Excuse me, what happened back then?"
Dachun got a little angry, pulled Lao Gutou over, and asked angrily.
“Nothing happened” Lao Gutou was in a state of despair, his eyes were unfocused and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Damn" Dachun cursed, slapped Lao Gutou on the face, and woke him up.
"I understand, this was his plan.
He had already planned it," Lao Gutou said through gritted teeth.
"What's going on?"
I asked again from the side.
Lao Gu circled the ground twice with his hands behind his back.
After taking a look at Lao Man, he pointed at him and said: "Their village is called Manbang Village, and our village is called Manru Village.
We belong to two tribes with the same origin.
Otherwise, do you think I would take him in?"
My expression changed.
If Lao Gutou hadn't said anything, I wouldn't have noticed that the difference between the two villages was indeed just a name.
"Dead Man's Valley, that's the name passed down from our ancestors.
Our ancestors split the tribe into two just to have an extra way to survive," Lao Gutou said through gritted teeth.
Lao Man remained silent beside him, but judging from his expression, it was obvious that this kid knew this, but he didn't say a word to us.
"None of us will survive this time."
After Lao Gutou turned around on the ground twice more, his expression became increasingly ugly.
"Explain what's going on," Dachun said in a rough voice as he was a little impatient with Lao Gutou's ink mark here.
"He is collecting our death energy.
If we are all dead, his goal will be achieved," Lao Gutou said, stamping his feet.
After a while.
He continued: "Whether it is our tribe or the few people I killed in the past twenty years, if we carefully calculate it, it can be traced back to the Song Dynasty, or even before the Song Dynasty, more than a thousand years ago."
"Do you know what this means?"
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Having said this, Lao Gu turned his head and looked at us and asked.
"Stop being so fucking pretentious, tell me quickly," Dachun said arrogantly without saving any face.
Lao Gutou wasn't worried either.
Lao Man lowered his head on the side, not knowing what he was thinking.
I snorted.
Although I knew that Lao Man didn't tell us the truth, I still didn't expect that this old guy had hidden so much from us.
And he probably didn’t have good intentions when he brought us back, especially the first night we stayed, he didn’t know what he discussed with Lao Gutou.
"There are not many aristocratic families that have existed for thousands of years, not to mention China, even in the entire world."
Lao Gutou was still talking about the origins of their ancestors.
I pouted.
They can be regarded as aristocratic families, one has been exterminated, the other is about to be exterminated, and they need money but not money, and they need strength but not strength.
"Together, we are the kings of Yunnan and the kings of Dali."
Lao Gutou became more and more excited as he spoke, and he pointed to the southeast, which is the direction of Dead Man's Valley, "The tomb in Dead Man's Valley is not only that of the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Hongli Emperor, but also that of our Dali."
The location of the imperial tomb is also where the dragon veins of Dali are located."
"As long as we all die, the former royal family of Dali will be considered dead."
Lao Gutou's voice became lower and lower, and in the end there was only a trace of loneliness left.
Although what Lao Gutou said is a bit mysterious, it is basically correct, and I finally understand it.
Dead Mangou, Manbang Village, Manru Village, several major surnames, plus a vanished dragon vein, when these things are added together, the veins become much clearer.
Although the dragon veins have disappeared, the veins of the past are still there.
What has disappeared is the earth energy inside.
If you use human power to re-inject vitality or death energy into the veins, unexpected effects will definitely occur.
Now it seems that what the Palace of Hell needs is death energy, not anger.
They started planning twenty years ago, and at first I thought they were doing it for Dragon Vein.
Now it seems that is not the case at all.
Last time in the tomb, Ming Feichen thought he was awesome and thought he was taking advantage of it, so he poached the corner of the Hall of Hell.
Now it seems that he has removed the last trace of life in the dragon veins for the Palace of Hell.
Ming Feichen is just a chess piece.
If I guessed correctly, his life would not be easy now, otherwise.
The body of the bald man will not appear here either.
But one thing is clear: Feichen is right.
The people in the Palace of Hell are all lunatics.
Only a lunatic can come up with such a meticulous and genius idea.
If the death energy is poured into the abandoned dragon veins, if it succeeds, there is no telling what monsters will be born.
The Dragon Vein located in Yunnan is frankly a relic of the original Dali.
In the original Dali, several major families took turns in power, and with the addition of the puppet Duan family, they formed a complete dynasty.
Now the descendants of several big families gather together.
After twenty years of killing each other, the accumulation of death energy must have reached a terrifying level.
Especially recently, Manbang Village was destroyed by the group, and now Manru Village is in the same situation.
Once they are dead, the accumulated death energy will basically be qualified.
When the time comes, no one knows what will happen when the Palace of Hell injects these dead energy into the abandoned dragon veins.
"Lao Gu, we have no way out now."
Lao Man raised his head, with a rare look of solemnity in his eyes.
"I know" Lao Gu nodded, circled twice more, gritted his teeth, and seemed to have made a decision.
He said to Gu Qingmei: "Go, come with me to the ancestral land.
If you want me to die, don't even think about it."
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"Ancestral Land" I looked at Lao Gutou with some confusion.
"The ancestral land, when we first moved here.
The refuge left by our ancestors.
Only the clan chiefs and priests knew the true location."
Lao Gu nodded and led the way with his hands behind his back.
I looked back at the two bamboo buildings.
It was pitch dark, and Dao Meihua's figure had not yet appeared.
Dao Meihua is actually an introduction.
It was the seeds left deliberately by the Palace of Hell to accumulate resentment.
Although Lao Gutou promised not to kill her, he had no good intentions and put her in a bamboo house.
He wanted to trap her to death, but he didn't expect that twenty years later, she was still alive.
Lao Man's attitude is a bit strange.
He is normal for a while and abnormal for a while.
I have some doubts that there is something left by the Palace of Hell in his body.
His recent reactions have been so weird.
Dao Meihua was brought out by him on his own initiative.
Lao Gutou didn't make a good decision this time.
On that old face, I saw a look of death and a kind of determination.
This old man is a ruthless character, and he is probably planning to die together.
As cruel as he is to others, he is equally cruel to himself.
"Be careful later" I deliberately slowed down my pace, gave Dachun a look, and whispered in his ear.
Dachun and Sister Shiliu nodded at the same time, and their eyes on Lao Gutou changed slightly.
We are familiar with where Lao Gutou is going.
It is the village hall, which was also the former residence of the clan leader.
I hope everything can be solved this time.
There is also Ruohan.
I want to know whether she is here or not: