It was already late at night when I came out of Guo Ziping's house. I asked Uncle Hu Zi to take a taxi and go straight to the City God's Temple with the painting.

As soon as he got in the car, Uncle Huzi asked curiously: "Master, why are you going to the City God's Temple so late?"

"Don't ask, you will know when we get there." I said.

Half an hour later, we arrived at the City God's Temple. It was already past two o'clock in the night and the City God's Temple had already closed.

But the purpose of my coming to the City God's Temple was not to go in, but to take Uncle Huzi around to the back of the City God's Temple.

"Uncle Huzi, where I am standing, walk seven steps to the left and dig a hole." I said.

Although Uncle Huzi looked puzzled, he still took out a dagger from his body, squatted on the ground and started digging a hole.

I took out an incense burner from the yellow cloth pocket on my back and placed it directly behind the City God's Temple. Then I took out three sticks of incense sticks, lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner.

Then, I started to step on the dougang, and recited the words: "On the three days above, the Tao is respected. Among all dharmas, burning incense is the first. Now I use the incense of the Tao to get the incense. Inaction is incense. Inaction is pure and natural.

Incense, spiritual treasure and fragrant fragrance, transcends the realm of the three realms. Look at the true incense from a distance and worship it a hundred times to worship the City God of Yanbei. Now there are evil spirits causing trouble and causing trouble in the world. I borrow the power of the City God to suppress it. Wu Jie, a fool from the Qi sect, kowtows!"

After reciting the incantation, I planned to kneel on the ground and kowtow a few times to the City God.

Unexpectedly, before I could kneel down, I suddenly felt a strange force coming from the direction of the City God. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't kneel down.

It was as if there was a pair of invisible hands dragging me along.

Uncle Huzi had already dug a hole. Seeing me standing there like a squatting horse with a troubled look on my face, he asked curiously: "Master, what are you doing? I've already dug the hole you asked me to dig."

alright."

After trying several times, I couldn't kneel down, so I just gave up.

This situation was unexpected and made me feel a little uneasy.

There are only two reasons to explain this situation.

Either the evil spirit in this painting is too fierce and the City God cannot suppress it, so he told me in this way and wouldn't let me bow down.

Either I am too powerful and the City God cannot bear my worship.

I think the previous reason is more likely. I am just a disciple of Feng Shui King Li Xuantong. Even if my master comes over, I still have to kowtow to the City God. After all, he is a righteous god, and the City God will never

I took it seriously.

But I can’t say for certain. During the Three Tribulations, the Yellow Immortal worshiped the moon, which caused people from all the major Feng Shui schools to compete to accept me as their apprentice. This was all because of my special fate. Maybe the City God was really

It’s not surprising that I am a little afraid of someone with a special fate like me.

I once asked my master what was special about my destiny, but he never told me, and it was impossible for me to tell my fortune myself.

Doctors can heal people, but they cannot save themselves, and Feng Shui masters will not give themselves predictions. Even if they forget it, it will definitely not be accurate, and they may be punished by God.

At the moment, I didn't care too much about this matter and walked directly to the hole dug by Uncle Hu Zi.

Uncle Hu Zi may have guessed that I wanted to bury this painting of a lady here, so I dug a hole just right to put this painting in.

At that moment, I carefully put the painting in my arms into the hole dug by Uncle Hu Zi. However, it was not over yet. After putting the things in, I continued to print on the painting.

There are several talismans, including talismans to ward off evil spirits, soul-suppressing talismans, and soul-controlling talismans. If there are so many talismans, there will always be something that can work.

This can be regarded as a few seals on this painting.

Then, I asked Uncle Hu Zi to backfill the soil and stamp it firmly with his feet. I also made some cover near the buried painting to prevent others from seeing that it had been dug up.

If this painting is dug up again, it will be troublesome. It is very likely that it will be the same as that of Guo Ziping.

The reason why this painting should be buried behind the City God's Temple is also very particular.

The City God Temple is a temple used to worship the City God. The City God, also known as the City God in many places, has been one of the important gods in China since ancient times. Most of them are played by famous ministers and heroes who have made great contributions to the local people. They are Chinese folk

Taoism believes that the righteous god who protects the city is also the local official of the underworld, and his powers are equivalent to the mayor of the Yang world, that is, the patron saint of one party.

Now in the territory of Yanbei, such an evil spirit has appeared. I sent it to the City God. As the patron saint of Yanbei, he has the ability and responsibility to deal with this evil spirit. This saves me a lot of trouble.

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I sent him here with the intention of letting the City God take the blame.

After cleaning up here, Uncle Huzi and I walked back. On the way, Uncle Huzi couldn't help but curiously asked: "Master, can you tell me, what is the woman in that painting? Is she a ghost?

Or a monster?"

"None of them." I said.

"Is it a monster?" Uncle Huzi asked again.

"Uncle Huzi, have you ever heard of demons and monsters?" I asked without answering.

"I've heard of it, but I don't know what it is." Uncle Huzi said.

"I think the woman in this painting may be the "charm" among ghosts and monsters. It has a name called a charm. It is a kind of spiritual thing attached to the painting. It is extremely charming and enchanting. Once it is entangled by this thing,

Above, it is a situation of endless death. This kind of evil spirit is neither human nor ghost nor demon, and it is not a grass.

Wood becomes essence, so ordinary Taoist and Buddhist methods will not have much effect on the evil spirit. At present, I have no better way. I can only use the spiritual thoughts of the City God and the method I just arranged.

Those few seals that work together to suppress it may be able to control this evil spirit from causing trouble again." I explained.

"So that's what happened. This thing is really evil. Where are we going now?" Uncle Huzi said.

"Go home and fall asleep. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow morning." I said with a yawn.

After a busy day, I am a little tired. What I want to do most now is to go back and take a nap.

After taking a taxi back to the courtyard, I washed up briefly, went back to the house, lay down and fell asleep.

Not long after I fell asleep, I suddenly felt that there was an extra person in my room. I wanted to open my eyes to take a look, but my eyelids were very heavy and I couldn't open them at all.

I just felt that there was a blurry shadow approaching me, and the shadow gradually became clearer.
Chapter completed!