The moment Yang Xing finished speaking, there was a strong wind. Blind Chen suddenly looked up at me and shouted: "Sixteen, if you haven't lit the incense candles and mourning sticks, when will you wait?!"
I was distracted for a moment because of Blind Chen's words and Yang Xing's reaction, but I reacted instantly and walked quickly towards the mourning hall behind me. The most numerous white candles in the mourning hall were white candles. I quickly started to light them, which also took a lot of time. Finally, it took at least ten minutes to light the bundle of thin wicker mourning sticks.
However, the green corpse did not appear.
There was still a strong wind in this open space, and Mrs. He's body was trembling slightly. Her face was as pale as paper, and she seemed to be unable to hold on any longer.
Yang Xing looked at Blind Chen blankly and said uneasily, "He's not here?"
Blind Chen glanced at me, nodded slightly and said: "The incense candle has been burned, the mourning stick has been lit, a filial son must be sincere, kneel three times and kowtow nine times before shouting!"
Blind Chen quickly walked around behind Yang Xing. As soon as he raised his hand, the cinnabar rope that tied Yang Xing was broken.
When I restrained Yang Xing before, I was afraid that Yang Xing would not cooperate and I used other actions, but now I obviously didn't use them.
Yang Xing stood up and shook his body. After all, he had lost a lot of blood just now.
After getting up, Yang Xing immediately knelt down again, kowtowing three times, and kowtowing nine times. After it was over, he called Yang Xing, the unfilial son, and asked to see my father, Yang Qingshan.
At this moment, Mrs. He, who was kneeling in front of her, suddenly stiffened and fell to the ground, motionless.
At the same time that Old Lady He fell, a faint white mist filled the air, and footsteps could be heard at the same time.
I didn't even see where the green corpse came from. He just appeared next to Mrs. He, with his hands behind his back, looking calmly in our direction.
He is in his thirties, wearing a gray Taoist robe. He has a melon-shaped face, an overall slim figure, high cheekbones, sunken cheeks, and exceptionally clear brow bones. The whites of his eyes, which are ordinary people, are blue on him. With just one glance, I felt the chill on my body getting heavier. The cold air rose from the soles of my feet, from my spine, and penetrated all my limbs. My body was almost stiff.
This is the second time we have faced a green corpse so head-on and so directly!
At this moment, Yang Xing's face was filled with tears. His voice was full of tears, and he shouted: "Dad, is it really you?" Yang Qingshan's face was very calm, and he actually ignored Yang. Xing, but looked at me.
"Learn to be smart." Yang Qingshan's voice was indifferent, completely without the gloomy terror when he faced Yang Xiayuan before.
This indifference, on the contrary, conveys a sense of emptiness, as if he has seen through everything.
It's just that he ignored Yang Xing, which surprised me...
Yang Xing's expression changed again and again at this time, but he still stared at me.
I cupped my fists slightly and said in a deep voice: "Should I call you Yang Qingshan or Qiu Qingshan?"
Yang Qingshan curled his lips and shook his head: "Whether it is Qiu Tianyuan or Yang Xiayuan, they have all been left in the tomb of the man-haired ghost. If I can't kill my father, you will keep him, no matter it is Yang Qingshan or Qiu Qingshan." , also died in the Nanshan Mountains many years ago, with a leaf blinding my eyes and unable to see the green mountains. You call me a green corpse, which is in good time."
I frowned. Originally, I wanted to speak first to see if I could gain some upper hand and at least dominate the conversation, but now it had no effect.
Yang Xing's expression changed again, and his whole face turned extremely pale. He obviously heard that Yang Xiayuan stayed in the tomb, and his body shook twice.
"Why are you following me? What do you want?" Without any upper hand, I had no control, so I could only ask directly.
Yang Qingshan lowered his head and suddenly walked towards me.
I subconsciously wanted to step back, but the coldness on my body was too heavy and made me too stiff. As soon as I took two steps back, he came to me.
Soon, Yang Qingshan came to me, almost face to face.
The next moment, he raised his hand and directly pressed my chest.
My expression suddenly changed.
Because what Yang Qingshan was pressing happened to be where I placed the Corpse Pill.
Blind Man Chen gave me the Good Corpse Pill and the Evil Corpse Pill on me, and I put them together next to me!
I raised my hand suddenly and pressed Qing Zhi's wrist directly. As a result, he was too strong and I couldn't hold him down at all.
Blind Chen next to him also reached out his hand and strangled Yang Qingshan's arm.
Yang Qingshan's thin lips slightly opened: "Gai heard that the sky is round and the earth is full of laws and regulations."
My expression immediately changed, and I said hastily: "Uncle Chen, get out of the way!"
At the same time, I stared at Yang Qingshan and said: "If you follow me, you must be asking for something from me. If you hurt Uncle Chen, there will be no discussion!"
Blind Chen quickly retreated as if facing a formidable enemy.
Yang Qingshan's spell did not continue, and sweat broke out on my forehead.
But he didn't take the Corpse Pill away from me, he just pressed it and raised his hand to leave.
"If I wanted it, it would have been in my hands. Putting aside my purpose, the Corpse Pill on your body cannot be given to Liu Yushu." Yang Qingshan said calmly.
My expression changed slightly. This was one of the reasons why I wanted to see him. If I rashly gave Liu Yu the Cursed Corpse Pill, he might not be able to keep it, and the two would definitely fight.
"Why?" I asked hoarsely.
"He will return to the ghosts with hair. The good corpse will have elixirs, and its vitality will be restored. The Yin Corpse of the Yang Yang will wake up. However, the landslide has already destroyed the coffin of the Yin Corpse of the Yang Yang. There is no limit to him and he will leave the ghost ghost graveyard. "
"My father sucked the blood of the good corpse and is now being restrained there. He also has the opportunity to leave." Yang Qingshan replied.
My eyelids couldn't help but beat wildly.
Yang Xiayuan was indeed not dead, he was just suppressed...
But Yang Qingshan also mentioned the Yiyang Yin Corpse, that terrible corpse, I still remember it particularly well now, it is the true means of guarding the tomb of the good corpse. If this kind of thing were released, it would not be a simple natural or man-made disaster.
Yang Qingshan said calmly: "The Qiang people have lived in the mountains for a long time, studied Feng Shui, and their Feng Shui skills are extremely good. The Taoist priests of the Liu family are the gatekeepers and supervisors of the Qiang people. The Qiang people are guilty and buried in the ghost mountain.
"Qiu Chudao, the first Feng Shui master of the Qiang people, built the tomb with the help of the natural dragon veins in the Nanshan Mountains. I followed my father into it. When I was taken away by the Yin Dragon, I realized that our calculations were too superficial. My father also Although he is a superficial person and has a destiny, he still can't figure it out at this age. He not only wants the Corpse Pill, he also wants Feng Shui, and he knows where Qiu Chudao's Feng Shui is."
At first, I felt that what Qing Zhi said was a bit out of context. I didn’t understand it for a while, but I realized it the next moment.
Is he talking about the relationship between the Liu family Taoist priests and the Qiang people, or even their relationship with the Qiang people?
Qiu Chudao, Qiu Tianyuan...
They are actually the descendants of the great Qiang Feng Shui master?
