Ye Xiaomeng shook her head, "I've only seen it once, when my dad sent me to Shanghai that year, it happened that Ye Shaoyang's parents were also going to Maoshan to see him, everyone stopped by and traveled together, my dad also took me to Maoshan, when it was a play, I saw him that time." ” Ye Shaoyang was shocked, and searched quickly in his mind, thanks to his good memory, and the number of times his parents went up the mountain to visit him was only a handful, and he almost remembered the time when someone else was present......
He really remembered.
Was I eight or ten years old that year?
He only remembered that the girl who was introduced by her parents as her own sister seemed to be five or six years old.
Could it be that this slim beauty in front of her?
Suddenly, he thought of something, looked at Ye Xiaomeng and said, "No, you are also a disciple of Maoshan, why have you only met him once?"
” Ye Xiaomeng realized that she had lost her words, turned her face to the side a little unnaturally, and whispered: "I'm not an official Maoshan disciple, don't ask, I'll tell you later." ” Although Ye Shaoyang was full of doubts, it was not good to ask him if he said so, so as not to arouse suspicion.
It was the pony who made a joke, and smiled at Ye Xiaomeng: "You saw people when you were a child, and you still remember it so clearly."
It's amazing. ” Ye Xiaomeng shrugged his shoulders, "I remember him because he is a disciple of the inner sect of Maoshan Mountain, the only and most powerful mage in our family, and I take him as a benchmark."
Chong Ye Shaoyang blinked and said, "Maoshan Inner Sect disciple, you should know what it means." ” Ye Shaoyang said: "Well, the spell must be much more powerful than mine." ” "Needless to say, Maoshan is not easy to accept inner disciples, maybe it is already a real tablet.
You are an outer disciple, what do you compare yourself to others?
” Xiao Ma patted Ye Shaoyang's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Xiao Yezi, you definitely can't compare to the spell you fight the street, but I think you must be more handsome than that Ye Shaoyang." ” Ye Shaoyang held his chin in his hand and showed a charming smile, but Ye Xiaomeng snorted and said: "My brother Shaoyang was only in his teens at that time, but he was just a handsome guy. ” Ye Shaoyang almost fainted, and had deep doubts about his appearance: Could it be that he is disabled, and he is not handsome when he was ten years old?
It's so sad.
The three of them continued to hurry, and Ye Shaoyang tentatively asked why he didn't find "Ye Shaoyang" to deal with the disaster in his hometown this time.
Ye Xiaomeng's answer was that her father Ye Bo had already found a way to notify Qing Yunzi, the head of Maoshan, and asked him to send Ye Shaoyang down the mountain, but as for why he hadn't arrived yet, she didn't know.
Ye Shaoyang's heart sank, Ye Xiaomeng's father and daughter actually knew Qingyunzi!
It suddenly occurred to me that the master let him return to his hometown, maybe he got Ye Bo's notice, which made sense, but it was obviously a drought, why did the master say that it was a corpse, was he sure that the drought was related to the corpse?
Ye Shaoyang thought about it and decided to call Lao Guo tonight, since the master had gone to find him, maybe he would have the master's contact information, and he had to ask the master about this matter anyway.
When he was about to arrive at the cemetery, Ye Xiaomeng sighed and sighed again: "What is the drought fish, if my brother Shaoyang comes, it will not be a matter of minutes to destroy it." ” The pony touched Ye Shaoyang's shoulder and smiled meaningfully at him.
Ye Shaoyang was speechless in his heart, he really wanted to say to Ye Xiaomeng, big sister, you think too much, but in fact, I am not that powerful...... came to the cemetery that Ye Qiuling had been to during the day and found the grave, Ye Xiaomeng and Xiaoma were unwilling to do such a bloody thing, Ye Shaoyang had to go into battle by himself.
"Brother, you're dead anyway, I'm sorry."
Ye Shaoyang began to dig graves with his hands.
Ye Xiaomeng immediately said: "You destroy people's corpses, and you don't burn some paper money, incense and candles or anything, worship it." ” "On this big night, the firelight target is too big," Ye Shaoyang said, "If someone finds out, it will be regarded as a tomb robber, and then there will be no way to speak." ” "But destroying someone's body without permission is against the morality of a mage, and besides, this person just died, maybe he hasn't passed the first seven years, aren't you afraid that he will come to you?"
"Don't worry, he won't go to you."
Ye Shaoyang began to dig the grave, not at all worried that the soul of the tomb owner would come to him, and if he was not afraid of the cow, he was afraid of everything, but he was not afraid of ghosts.
The ghost who dares to trouble himself because of such a trivial matter is absolutely crazy.
Digging down the place where Ye Qiuling had dug, the soil was soft, Ye Shaoyang dug to the end in one go, and then half of his body went in, touched the corpse, and then pulled it out.
Seeing the broken face of the corpse at night, Xiaoma and Ye Xiaomeng both felt a little cautious and panicked, and turned their heads away.
Ye Shaoyang didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, he took out the Maoshan Spirit Killing Nail, cut off a piece of meat from the corpse's face, and took out a blank spirit rune, which he wanted to wrap up.
Seeing his spirit rune, he suddenly thought of something, and when Ye Xiaomeng didn't find it, he put away the purple spirit rune, and asked Ye Xiaomeng for a few yellow spirit runes on the grounds that he didn't bring the spirit rune.
Wrap one of the pieces around the dug flesh, fold it, and pack it in the bag with the rest of the runes.
Then put the body back and bury the earth.
Half an hour later, after the three of them came all the way to Mrs.
Wu's house, Ye Shaoyang first leaned on the wall and took a look, Mrs.
Wu was not in the yard, eighty percent of them had entered the house, and those cats were not there, leaving only one cat, squatting on the persimmon tree in the corner of the yard, with red eyes open, motionless, probably taking care of the house.
After Ye Shaoyang returned to the room, he casually found a branch, dug a pit in the ground, took out a sea bowl from his backpack, stuck it in the middle, the mouth of the bowl was just level with the ground, and then put the piece of meat wrapped in the spirit rune into it.
Ye Xiaomeng was still wondering about his method at first, but now he understood: this can guide the earthworm to crawl into the bowl and make it easier to catch.
"When I caught nine spice insects in the mountains, that's what I did," Ye Shaoyang said, "but I used a basin and chicken blood, and I could catch a basin in one night." ” Ye Xiaomeng wondered: "What are you doing catching so many nine-spice insects?"
” "I turned the skin, dried it in the sun, and took it to the Chinese medicine store to sell it for money, and played game consoles."
"It's not good to be playful."
Ye Xiaomeng taught with a condescending attitude.
Ye Shaoyang smiled and didn't make a sound.
After his confirmation, Ye Xiaomeng drew an earth fire talisman and threw it into the sea bowl.
A dark green fire burned, scorching the piece of human flesh.
The temperature of the sinister fire is low and does not burn the meat, but it allows the smell of blood to evaporate.
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After a while, the smell of blood spread around, burrowing into the noses of the three people, there was an indescribable strange smell, which was by no means a fragrance.