After the sound passed by his ears, it spread to the back, forming an echo that echoed endlessly.
The resentment, cruelty, and murderous intent revealed in it are even more chilling.
Especially the vibration at the tomb of the ghost with hairdress made everyone panic.
After what happened with Li Yinyang, I knew that after the evil corpse obtained the elixir, he first briefly recovered his abilities, and then was driven to pieces due to the collision of the corpse elixir.
Yang Qingshan also said just now that Yang Xiayuan will become very "ferocious" in a short time!
What would happen if he swallowed up the blood of the Good Corpse and swallowed the Evil Corpse Pill as the Good Corpse Pill?
There is absolutely no way he could withstand such a level of impact!
But with his dying counterattack, if the tomb of the bearded ghost collapses again and the sky is filled with rubble, how many people will die? Will it cause the feng shui here to change again? !
Nanshan is the middle dragon among the three dragons of Xumi, supporting the dragon vein backbone of the entire Central Plains land.
If the hexagrams of Zhang Jiu are fulfilled here, then the dragon veins in the world will change drastically!
"Liu Sanyuan! Suppress this tomb! If the tomb collapses! No matter how you deal with the Qiang people or the Liu family, they will still perish in this world! There will be no unbroken eggs under the overturned nest. Yang Xiayuan's deathbed counterattack, It's more vicious than you think!" The moment I thought clearly, I yelled at Liu Sanyuan.
I almost lost my voice at this sound, and my throat was burning like a fire.
It's not that I'm being alarmist, because Liu Sanyuan couldn't possibly know that what we left behind was the Evil Corpse Pill!
Almost at the same time, Liu Sanyuan also moved.
As he waved his hand, the ink plate on the ground fell into his hands, and his whole body suddenly rushed upward towards the grave.
He was so fast that he seemed to be flying into the air. With such a large arc, he seemed to be walking on flat ground.
The grave of the bearded ghost was shaking more and more violently, and there were already signs of cracking!
Liu Sanyuan held a huge ink pan in one hand and a silver whisk in the other. While rushing upward, the whisk in his hand swept across the ink pan. Traces of blood and ink were left on the five-color cloth hanging from the top of the tomb wherever he passed. Above!
Soon, Liu Sanyuan reached the top of the tomb. Without stopping, he quickly dropped to the other side, also using blood ink to dye the five-color cloth.
What shocked me was that after this scene, the grave, which was pressed down by the five-color cloth soaked in blood, did not move at all.
A moment ago, a landslide was imminent, but at this moment, it was as stable as a mountain.
As the vibrations of the mountain stopped, Yang Xiayuan's screams seemed to be gradually sealed in the mountain, changing from strong to weak to completely disappearing...
About ten minutes later, Liu Sanyuan stood on the top of the tomb with his head held high.
Although the sun was shining brightly, I felt that his figure was as dark as ink, and even seemed a bit cold and gloomy.
This is completely different from the feeling Yang Qingshan and Liu Yushu gave me...
"Calmed down." Yang Qingshan's voice seemed a little ethereal.
"Luo Shiliu, I know how to destroy the Yin Corpse of the Dependent Yang. Now that the Yin Corpse of the Dependent Yang has been suppressed, Liu Sanyuan should also know. However, you still need to find holes to suppress the Yin Corpse of the Dependent Yang. I will take a look. I will watch you exterminate the corpses and watch you walk out of the Qiang tribe."
"Before that, I'm going to stay here for a few days to make sure there won't be any more problems."
This ethereal voice shook my mind.
Looking back, Yang Qingshan had disappeared...
Don't know where he went...
But what he said was also clear.
Since Liu Sanyuan has the means, I am afraid that the Liu family and the Qiang people will not let Yang Qingshan take action, and may even take action against Yang Qingshan.
As for the tomb of the bearded ghost, it is normal for Yang Qingshan to have it inspected, which can also reassure us.
A few minutes later, Liu Sanyuan got off the grave.
Led by him, dozens of people from the Qiang tribe and the Liu family were all bowing to the bearded ghost.
I can feel that except for Liu Sanyuan, these people are very religious. It must be because there is the body of Qiu Chudao, the ancestor of the Qiang people, in this grave.
My intuition tells me that with Liu Sanyuan's calculation, he even regarded Qiu Chudao as a victim.
"Sixteen, tell me, is this also Qiu Chudao's arrangement?" Liu Wensan suddenly said.
I shook my head and said: "If it was just in this mountain, it might be possible, but he can't count us. After all, he is just a Feng Shui master, not Mr. Yin and Yang, and he can't do divination."
"I mean, what Liu Sanyuan did and Yang Xiayuan's betrayal, could all of this be Qiu Chudao's plan, and he deliberately left some problems for the Qiang people? We are outsiders and can be regarded as variables. "
Liu Wensan said, patted his head again, and shook his head vigorously: "It's too complicated, there's no point in thinking about it, but you have to remember, you must have two talismans, the most powerful one, and then choose You should be second best, Uncle Wen doesn’t want to see you suffer."
I burst into laughter.
But Liu Wensan’s words also made me think deeply.
After a few seconds, I dismissed it.
Once variables appear, they come one after another, just like I said.
No matter how strong Qiu Chudao is, he is just a Feng Shui master.
Feng shui masters can calculate everything in heaven and earth, but they cannot calculate people's hearts.
Even though he took advantage of the Zhonglong Feng Shui in the Nanshan Mountains, he could not calculate the thoughts of future generations.
But I feel that his protection must have played a role in some way. For example, the Qiang people would be protected by upright Taoist priests like Liu Yushu.
Another example is Yang Qingshan, the son of Yang Xiayuan, but he has a completely different moral character from his father, and his righteousness runs through his life and death.
Otherwise, with Yang Qingshan's talent in Taoism and Yang Xiayuan's own prowess in Feng Shui, the father and son should have been able to succeed when they came to the Nanshan Mountains together.
With my thoughts at this point, I suddenly wanted to know why Yang Qingshan died in the Hairdressed Ghost back then.
It's just that this topic is obviously not easy to discuss, and Yang Qingshan may not be able to answer it.
While I was lost in thought, Liu Wensan urged me again and said we should go out first. He didn't want to go with so many awesome people.
I came to my senses, nodded, and then looked down at the white marble coffin of the Yin Corpse, thinking that Liu Sanyuan and the others would definitely handle it properly.
As for whether there are still problems among the bearded ghosts, since Yang Qingshan said he would stay to investigate, I don't need to worry anymore.
Now I'm more worried about Blind Chen's injuries and the condition of the wolf mastiff.
I quickened my pace and followed Liu Wensan out of the mountain.
As we headed out of the mountain, I noticed that there seemed to be more water overflowing from the ground around us.
This water adds more to the original base at a speed visible to the naked eye, almost forming a river.
At any rate, we were walking fast. Looking back, Liu Sanyuan and his group had to find another way out because they were blocked by the current.
Liu Wensan became interested and started humming a tune.
However, after snorting twice, he felt a little dissatisfied and said: "Liu Yushu is still not that stubborn. There is no need to let him go around the wrong way."
I squatted down subconsciously, reached out and took a handful in the water.
There is still a little warmth in the cold water...
My body trembled involuntarily, and a trace of sadness and a bit of relief passed through my heart.
In a daze, I seemed to see a face in the water with blood and tears...
