Chapter 545 Someone used it as a flying knife

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"Bi Niang? Ceremony?" Zhang Er looked surprised.

I opened the sheepskin box and revealed half of the rubbings of "Burying the Shadow and Viewing the Mountain".

Zhang Er's eyes widened and his body trembled.

I handed the sheepskin box to him, but he didn't take it for a long time, which made me puzzled.

Just when I wanted to ask, Zhang Er sighed and interrupted me: "Sixteen, you can stay. For me, it is no longer important." As he spoke, he looked slightly relaxed.

Only then did I understand Zhang Er’s mentality. He had figured it out and stopped obsessing. Then "Shadow Burial" would not have the same appeal to him as before. And I also thought of one thing. Zhang Er felt that I needed it more. it?

Sure enough, Zhang Er followed up by saying, Ji Niang Village and Shen Ji gave me this book, it must be a repayment, and they asked me to learn how to bury shadows and view mountains, so as not to let down other people's kindness.

I smiled and said: "Uncle Zhang, maybe you didn't hear what Mr. Yin said in front of Ji Niang's grave. I have learned all of "The Burying Shadow and Viewing the Mountain". Although I don't understand everything thoroughly, I can already memorize all the chapters. , and this "Shadow Burial" is only half of "Shadow Burial Viewing the Mountain"."

"Shen Ji just told me that I can handle it on my own, and that "Burying Shadows and Viewing the Mountain" does not belong to Ji Niang alone."

"Perhaps, this is also destiny. Uncle Zhang, if you think about everything, "Shadow of Burial" will be in front of you. If you were before, you might not be able to own it. Now, the meaning of giving it to you is very different." Intolerable. Zhang Er refused, and I thrust the sheepskin box into Zhang Er's hands.

Zhang Er's lips twitched, and his expression was even more shocked and complicated.

He sighed and said that he was incompetent and could only hide in the dark and far away. He really didn't hear much of what Mr. Yin said.

Finally, he carefully closed the sheepskin box and placed it close to his body.

We spent quite some time on the side of the road before we stopped a car and rushed to the counties.

The fatigue from coming down from Ji Niang Mountain almost swept over everyone's body. After entering the village, except for me who was in a coma, the others barely slept a wink. After resting in various counties for a day, I booked a flight back to Neiyang City.

When we came here, we were fully equipped and even had to check in our “baggage”.

When I returned, my hands were empty.

Mrs. He was not in a good mood. She said that it was not easy to make the ghost knife, especially hers, which had killed many corpses and had evil aura in it. Moreover, the craftsmen of those years may no longer be found.

I smiled bitterly and said that I would think of a way when I got back, and I would also let the Feng family think of something, and it would be done no matter how much money it cost.

However, Chen Xiazi reminded me that merchants specialize in making bronze wares, and the ghost sword is originally an iron weapon. It is the goddess who soaked it in a special method or carved simple runes to make it so "ferocious".

If copper is used, it itself has the effect of warding off evil spirits. What if some Yin Yang charms are added to it? Is it more powerful than those of the Goddess?

These words moved me greatly, and I thought I could really try this.

Mrs. He's mood suddenly improved a lot. She crossed her legs with a smile and swayed her little feet.

Her wonderful mood ended when the plane started to take off. The flight attendant first told her to put on her seat belt, and then stopped her from crossing her legs.

When the plane finally took off, Mrs. He groaned and covered her mouth, a trace of panic flashing in her eyes.

She looks like an old lady who is afraid of airsickness, but how can she look like a goddess who kills ghosts and corpses without blinking an eye?

After returning to Neiyang City, I first notified Liu Wensan.

Liu Wensan was surprised and pleasantly surprised. He said that he expected that we would have to spend half a month at Ji Niang Mountain. Unexpectedly, it would be much faster than the trip to the Nanshan Mountains. We came back in only five or six days.

In fact, I also sighed in my heart.

In the final analysis, Ji Niang Mountain pales in comparison to the Nanshan Mountains. The dangers in Ji Niang Mountain all come from the arrangements, calculations and arrangements of Ji Niang.

The Nanshan Mountains are truly a great Feng Shui bureau relying on natural dangers.

Escaping from Ji Niang Mountain depends partly on strength and partly on fate.

Escaping from danger in the Nanshan Mountains depends more on luck.

Liu Wensan said that he would notify the Feng family and immediately arrange a car to pick us up.

After hanging up the phone, the group of people waited in the arrival hall, while I contacted Xu Shiyu.

On the phone, Xu Shiyu was particularly surprised and said she was coming to pick me up.

I told her that Uncle Wen had already made arrangements and that I still had some things to deal with. She had better keep an eye on the old street to improve the feng shui and repair the old house. I would contact her immediately after I finished handling the matter.

After waiting at the airport for about forty minutes, Feng Bao drove up, followed by Liu Wensan.

When he saw Zhang Er, Feng Bao was obviously startled, and Liu Wensan was also more vigilant.

The last time Feng Bao traveled with us, he narrowly escaped death. He also saw Zhang Er's betrayal, and he was afraid that Zhang Er would not be surprised.

Liu Wensan also knew clearly about this matter.

After getting in the car, I explained a few words to Liu Wensan. There was a smile on his face, and the uneasiness in Feng Bao's eyes also dissipated.

We didn't go directly to Feng's house.

Blind Chen had been away for a long time and wanted to go back to Chaoyang Mansion to see his grandson and daughter. He didn't really want to go to Feng Zhirong's reception banquet.

Mrs. He said that she would not return to the village until she got the ghost knife.

As for Zhang Er, he also said that he had been away for too long and had to go back for a visit, so he would not go with us for the time being.

After sending Blind Chen, he sent Zhang Er, and then Feng Bao was asked to send us directly to Shang Jiang.

On the way, I briefly mentioned that I wanted to find a craftsman to make a guillotine sword and other things. Liu Wensan was also gearing up and seemed very excited, saying that he would also need to change his sword and make another divination knife.

I'm also thinking about it. In fact, things that are connected to the yin can be said to be daggers, scissors, and even fortune-telling things. They are mainly soaked in "little dragon blood".

During this period of time, I was used to using the mourning stick, but I was not used to it without it for a while.

The lightning-struck wooden mourning stick can indeed shock and break corpses, but for the bone-breaking phase, wood is always a bit weak.

If there was a way to make a mourning stick out of a copper rod, then the effect would be extraordinary if the stick was used.

Of course, this must not be used to beat a living person, otherwise the person will be dead with a stick.

While thinking about it, we also arrived at the door of Shangjiang's house.

After knocking on the door, the merchant looked happy when he saw me. He quickly pulled me in and said that he wanted to discuss setting the compass with me. He needed me to draw more drawings for him.

I told him that I needed him to make a knife, and the merchant didn't mean to refuse at all, and just nodded in agreement.

The size of the guillotine swords was decided by Mrs. He, and she ordered three at a time.

The merchant's hands were shaking, and he said, this thing is sure to be used so much?

Mrs. He's expression remained unchanged, saying that someone used the Guillotine Ghost Knife as a flying knife due to their skill, and she was just preparing for emergencies.

The craftsman was even more surprised, shook his head and said, old lady, are you kidding? Such a big and heavy knife, even if it is made of iron, cannot be used as a flying knife. Even Feng Bao can't swing it.