In the peaceful days, there were no swords and guns stored in the treasury and horses released in Nanshan. Now the world of Xuanmen is not peaceful. No one would really do that.

We are always ready with the things we need to go out to do errands, and there is no need to do any more preparations. Once the matter is settled, the few of us immediately return to the house, each carrying his own backpack, and are ready to set off.

Fu Huicheng was only interested in the ancient tombs, or in other words, the valuable objects inside the ancient tombs. He had never been interested in doing justice for heaven and slaying demons, especially when he saw Yan Po's shabby appearance.

It became more and more intense. I just asked him what he was going to do out of politeness. The grandson immediately had a heart attack. He foamed at the mouth, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground twitching. It made me envious that a person could be like this.

It’s not easy to be a bachelor anymore. I’m also fascinated by his simple and crude pursuit, but unfortunately I don’t dare to do that. When my master is not angry, he is like an immortal, but when he is angry and uses the sect’s rules, he is selfless.

Zhang Qingtian, if we are not able to take care of ourselves unless the ruler beats us, it will not count. Lao Bai was lucky enough to experience it for a while, and his butt directly turned into a rotten persimmon...

The upright Yan Po was startled by Fu Huicheng, and asked me tremblingly if I wanted to take this eldest brother to see a doctor first. Anyway, his family member has been sick for more than a day or two, so there is no rush for a while, and she is there.

My brother will take care of it, so there shouldn't be any problems.

I waved my hand, crowded in the passenger seat, pointed at Fu Huicheng who was lying on the ground, and told him to run him over.

Lao Bai stepped on the accelerator, and Fu Huicheng, who had been half-dead just now, jumped up from the ground and ran faster than a monkey. He jumped behind him and yelled: "You unconscionable thing, I'll pay you for this."

When we were taking a shower, the elder brother and the younger brother were so affectionate, I was so moved that I turned against him as soon as I pulled up my pants!!"

"Innocent……"

Lao Bai sneered, stretched his hand out of the window and gave a middle finger: "Who are you going to crush if you don't crush me now? I don't want to be pushed out as a death squad when I go back to do things..."

I watched the grandson's performance with a faint look. Is it too late to submit the certificate?

Grandma Yan’s family is in a small county below Yuncheng. To be precise, it is a village near the small county. I have never been to the southern end of Shanxi. I took advantage of my free time on the way to open the map and look for the location of this small village. After reading it,

, a sudden headache.

The terrain there is unimaginably complex. It is squeezed into a corner between Zhongtiao Mountain, Yuncheng Salt Lake, the Yellow River and Mingtiao Gang. Several villages the size of peas are clustered together. You can see it just from the map.

The complexity of Feng Shui.

Zhongtiao Mountain has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times. From ancient times to the present, it overlooks southern Shanxi and northern Henan, and guards the entire Xi'an and northwest. During the Anti-Japanese War alone, there were two tragic bloody battles with the Japanese here, and many people were killed.

The total number of soldiers exceeds 100,000, not to mention the number of casualties in the past two thousand years. It can be said that every inch of mountains and rivers is filled with blood. The mountains and rivers are full of corpses. The so-called soldiers are fierce, according to Feng Shui Kanyu.

Come on, this kind of place can be regarded as the place where the white tiger who masters punishment and killing roars.

Needless to say, the Yellow River is an angry water dragon vein.

There is also Yuncheng Salt Lake, a dead lake with very particular Feng Shui.

In addition to Mingtiao Gang, there is a huge cemetery. Emperor Shun among the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors is buried there. Wei Hao, the ancestor of Mrs. Wei, the teacher of the calligrapher Wang Xizhi, is also buried there. In addition, there are a large number of

There are countless nobles from various dynasties whose names cannot be mentioned. My father once commented on that place, saying that there are tombs on top of tombs and people are crowded with people.

It depends on who wins the prize. To put it simply, it means that there is a geomantic treasure land that can rejuvenate a country. So countless people come together to take advantage of it, and it depends on who gets the advantage in the end!

These feng shui are very extreme, either very bad or very good. Several villages are crowded together in such a complicated place. Anything can happen there. As long as a person with eyesight will not touch Xuanmen rashly there.

Such techniques can easily lead to disasters, and the Yan family dared to take action there. This is an old birthday star hanging himself, because he is too long-lived. If something happens now, I think the ancestors of his family are already blessing him.

I feel very heavy and feel that things will not be easy this time. It is prudent to put away the map, close my eyes and rest, and maintain sufficient physical strength.

I couldn't sleep peacefully on the bumpy road, and I couldn't help but feel long. I fell asleep all the way. When I woke up, the car was parked in front of a farmyard. The bright sunshine was very dazzling. It was dark when I set off. Now,

It's already three poles a day.

When we arrived at the place, Granny Yan naturally jumped out of the car first as the host, opened the vermilion door and invited us in.

The yard is not big, but it is very clean. The cement has been hardened. There is a large house facing north and south, and there is a small building attached to it. There are many potted plants in the yard.

After entering the yard, I stopped in front of the small building and looked up at the huge weasel head on the small building. It was like a huge logo, announcing to people here what the owner does.

Strictly speaking, things like Baojiaxian are actually fetishistic beliefs. This ancient religion has a long history and has a strong blood relationship with primitive shamanism. However, the inheritance has been cut off for a long time, and it is probably no longer available in the world.

I couldn't find a fetishistic incense sect, but some of their witchcraft methods remained. Worshiping Baojiaxian is the most widely spread method. People who still follow this way of doing things are called Chuma, which is also called Chuma in Xuanmen trade.

They are the Ma family.

This is not the case in Shanxi, and there are no local disciples. Yan Po and his family came from the other side of Mudanjiang. The huge weasel head on the small building told me that they believe in Huang Jiaxian from Baojiaxian, and Yan Po’s

The husband's name is Huang Qingxin, and he probably changed his surname after serving Huang Jiaxian.

There are many opinions about the Ma family, and I know a lot about them. This is the first time I have dealt with them, and I am quite interested.

Because Yan Po was following him along the way, it was not convenient for Lao Bai to reveal the details of the family. When he saw their small temple, he immediately turned around and asked Yan Po if it would be convenient for me to go in and have a look.

Granny Yan hesitated for a moment, probably thinking that we would not charge a dime to help, and finally nodded firmly, but she did not lead the way because Huang Qingxin would not let her get involved in this business. She would never come back to this small temple again.

Never been in.

The temple is not that evil, it is just a shrine with a kind-faced old man sitting cross-legged inside.

I am a Taoist priest and a ceremonial official. The Baojiaxian is not my fairy. Naturally, I don’t have to burn incense and make offerings to the shrine. I looked at it for a moment and couldn’t help but laugh: “Is it true that the person they enshrine is Old Master Huang?

"

There are five great fairy families in Baojiaxian: fox white, yellow and gray willow. In addition, there are also some small fairy families, such as Changjiaxian, Hei Mama, Wolf Tianlong and others. The largest among the five fairy families is naturally the Hu family.

The family also has the most names of immortals. The Huang family immortals enshrined by Po Yan and her family are relatively few in number, with only two, Mrs. Huang and Mrs. Huang.

I heard that the statues enshrined by real Chuma disciples are very particular, and the statues have extraordinary power. Of course Chuma disciples will say that this is because they are sincere and have been recognized and blessed by the gods. In my opinion,

It should be that the material of the statue itself is a bit special, so it has mysterious and strange powers. After all, if you look at the bottom of it, their disciples can be regarded as a branch of fetishism, and fetishism advocates some mysterious and strange items with special powers. Those statues are specifically

What kind of doorway it is? This is a secret that is not passed down by others. I can't tell you. I only know that different statues have different powers. For example, the old lady Huang can summon the breeze and the smoke spirit to possess her. In fact, she is a male ghost.

and female ghosts, and the one dedicated to Old Master Huang is more interesting. I heard that it can attract the children of the Huang family, that is, the yellow skins that have become spirits in the mountains. They eat and drink well and serve them. These yellow skins will naturally give them a certain amount of food.

help.

“I just don’t know if their statue of Old Man Huang is real?”

I smiled and said, "Anyway, I haven't seen any children of the Huang family here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the shrine suddenly shook violently and made a "clang" sound. It was heard very clearly in the quiet small temple, and the lingering sound echoed three times.

A small head poked out from behind the shrine, its small eyes were particularly bright and agile under the dancing candlelight in front of the shrine, and its mouth was grinning, clearly smiling at me.

"He's really a slut!"

Brother Yaozi was shocked and couldn't help but raise his vigilance. The most unreasonable among the five immortals was Huang Jiaxian. After all, the temperament of the god came from his disciples. This shows that Huang Pizi himself is not a character to be trifled with. He will disturb the three of them unreasonably.

Even if you have good intentions, if you don't keep it, it will give you an embarrassing blow!

"Haha, you guys have nothing to talk about. If Lao Huang's family doesn't even have such a descendant of the Huang family, is he qualified to be my friend?"

Lao Bai laughed triumphantly and waved to Huang Pizi who was hiding behind the shrine. It was very casual. It was obviously not the first time he met this thing. He was holding back and was just waiting to see our jokes.

As expected, the yellow-skinned man came out from behind the shrine. His body shape was the same as that of a normal yellow-skinned man. He was very spiritual. He stood upright, with his forelimbs behind him, doing a figure-footed step. He was so arrogant that he looked like a self-study student in the evening.

The head teacher looked like he was patrolling with his hands behind his back, pacing back and forth on the altar table, scanning us one by one with his little eyes, then he sat down carelessly on the altar table and waved his paws at Lao Bai.

"Yes!"

Lao Bai shouted loudly, took out a pack of soft jade, put it over and lit a cigarette on the yellow leather. Finally, he placed another pack of cigarettes beside the altar table and said with a smile: "Boss, please use it as you please."

Dare you call this yellow guy the boss?

This yellow-skinned man was a philistine. He held a cigarette in his mouth, half-closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. A stream of smoke immediately spurted out from his nostrils, and then he shivered all over. He looked very happy, and quickly used one paw to

Yuxi, who Lao Bai had put on the altar table, pulled back, but his eyes were looking at the lighter in Lao Bai's hand. Lao Bai touched his nose and put the lighter down with a wry smile. Huang Pizi then waved his paws and said, "You can do it."

As if retreating...

I was so happy when I saw it. It’s not uncommon for yellow-skinned people to be seen, but this is the first time I’ve seen such an awesome one. The old yellow-skinned people who sell people’s hearts in the ghost market have to stoop to make a living. This little thing can’t turn into a human form, at most it’s

He's just enlightened, but he can't even be said to be a virtuous person. He dares to sit here and eat offerings in such a arrogant way, and he has no shame.

"I said, are you being a little too big here?"

I couldn't help but join in and joke: "Your restaurant owner has been hit and knocked down, but you looked at him with squinty handsome eyes and smooth water. One look at you will tell that it must be the time when your restaurant owner is in trouble."

You became a deserter, right?"

The boss glanced at me sideways, and then spit the cigarette butt in my face with a pop. Sparks flew everywhere, and it was so hot that I took a breath and covered my face. I just felt

My face felt cold and hot.

Damn it, you let such an incompetent little thing play tricks on you, is this okay?

My eyes widened, and I was about to give it a blow. Unexpectedly, the little thing rolled its eyes, and straightened up and lay there...

"Don't pretend to be dead!"

I angrily lifted the little thing up, gritted my teeth and said, "Are you still pretending to be dead? If you do, I will rip off your muscles and peel off your skin!"

Huangpizi still didn't move at all.
Chapter completed!