This small village is not too remote, it is just small.
The only advantage is that it is relatively close to the mountains, so farmhouses can be developed.
But it was already nighttime, and there were no activities at the farmhouse.
The moon is not very bright tonight, but rather dim.
Suddenly, on a hillside outside the small village, as if turned upside down, a figure slowly emerged with a crimson mask on his face, and only a pair of eyes shining with black gold could be seen.
Under the dark night, the golden light became more and more eye-catching, as if two strips of light were pulling out from the corners of the eyes.
Jiang Qi followed the address given by Captain Wang and came to this small mountain village. He stood on a hillside and looked down. The method of looking at the qi, which was inherited from the self-directed mysterious method, was already in use.
For a moment, from Jiang Qi's perspective, the formation and layout of the entire small mountain village could be seen at a glance.
The seemingly ordinary Feng Shui pattern is mostly due to the fact that it is backed by a mountain and has some terrain advantages, but that's all.
Of course, this is not Jiang Qi's focus. His focus is on the evil spirit of this small mountain village.
It was supposed to be evil spirit, but Hui Ya is a family immortal and has embarked on an evil path. He even wants to monopolize the spiritual veins and energy to achieve his own achievements. I have to say that this big mouse really dares to think.
The more than 400 emperors who once commanded the Nine Provinces, including the faint emperor, the lord of moderation, the steadfast king, and the short-lived ghost, even the remaining emperors who were divine, civil, holy and martial did not dare to have this idea.
Even without this delusion, Gray Fang's aura is completely evil.
Jiang Qi thought like this as he scanned the entire small mountain village. In order not to be discovered by Hui Ya, Jiang Qi did not even start the Feng Shui bureau in advance.
This is undoubtedly a very risky thing for this Feng Shui master.
"found it!"
Suddenly, Jiang Qi's eyes narrowed, and in a courtyard in the northwest corner of the small mountain village, he saw a black and sticky evil energy that was so strong that it could not be dissipated.
This aura is very familiar to Jiang Qi. It is the leader from the Gray Sect and the strongest family immortal under the Fifth Mistress, Hui Ya!
"call"
Jiang Qi slowly exhaled a breath, the short knife quietly appeared in his hand, and his whole body gradually became transparent.
In the yard of a farmer in the northwest corner of the small mountain village.
Lao Wangtou, who had just returned from the night shift, stopped his electric scooter, stretched out, and hummed comfortably.
He is a widower and has always kept to himself. In the early years, there were enthusiastic old neighbors who wanted to introduce him to a sequel.
But as I get older recently, no one gradually mentions this matter anymore.
Lao Wangtou also enjoyed his leisure time. One person had enough to eat and the whole family was not hungry.
wrong
The original relaxed smile on Lao Wangtou's face disappeared, and he silently moved a whole fresh cow's head from the electric car.
Now it's two.
After hesitating for a while, he walked into the side room that was originally a warehouse.
"Crunch."
The door, which was in disrepair, opened, and with a heart-wrenching sound, Old Wangtou walked in holding the meat.
The room was empty, with nothing but a shrine in the middle.
As Lao Wang closed the door, only two red candles in front of the shrine were left in the room, quietly emitting a faint light.
Lao Wangtou stared blankly at the shrine, his calves trembling.
….
On the shrine is a half-human-tall ceramic statue of a god. It has the shape of a human, but its head is a black mouse head.
The long and pointed mouth curved up, as if it was smiling, but also as if it wanted to choose someone to devour.
Combined with the dimness of the room and the dim candlelight, it gave people a chilling, unspeakable feeling of fear.
"Plop!"
Lao Wangtou slowly took two steps forward, knelt down with a thud, and kowtowed firmly while shivering.
"Dong dong dong!"
After ringing his head three times in a row, Lao Wangtou
He walked forward on his knees, lowered his head, took out three incense sticks, lit them with a trembling voice, and inserted them into the incense burner in front of the shrine.
He kowtowed three times again.
After doing all this, Lao Wangtou stood up. He didn't dare to touch his sore forehead. He walked backwards to the cow's head and carefully took away the plastic bag.
No matter how much blood flows on his hands, he dare not let go.
He looked at the statue of the god on the shrine and said tremblingly: "I sincerely ask the great immortal to appear and enjoy the blood food offered by the disciple!"
After saying that, he lowered his head deeply and raised the bull's head in his hand.
"Kala. Kara."
Following the sound of ceramic cracking, Lao Wang's head shivered even more.
"call!"
Suddenly, Lao Wangtou felt a cold wind blowing by, and smelled a fishy smell in his nose, but he still did not dare to move.
"Crack!"
"Suck."
The muffled sound of broken bones and the strange sucking sound came to mind in tandem with the old Wangtou.
His legs could barely stand, but he still didn't dare to move at all.
I don't know how long it took, but Lao Wangtou felt a light touch on his hand, and the entire bull's head disappeared, leaving only two horns in his hand.
"good."
"The meat is good, and so are you."
A strange and gloomy voice came from the shrine.
Lao Wangtou immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "As long as the Great Immortal is satisfied! It's just that the disciples are a bit shabby here, and the Great Immortal has been wronged!"
"Shabby? Hehehe."
"Looked up."
Lao Wangtou raised his head tremblingly when he heard the laughter that sent chills down the spine.
I saw that the statue on the shrine had disappeared without knowing it, and was replaced by a black-haired mouse as big as a lamb.
He was looking down at Lao Wangtou, grinning.
"In a few days, you will have a villa, which is my reward to you."
"Thank you, Immortal! Thank you, Immortal!"
Lao Wangtou immediately blushed and kowtowed as if pounding garlic.
Huiya smiled with satisfaction and said, "Tomorrow, I want small snakes, no more than one or two small black snakes."
"The more, the merrier"
"laugh!"
Before Hui Ya finished speaking, a ray of blue sword light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. The sword light was like an antelope hanging its horns, and its trajectory was tricky and unpredictable.
In just a blink of an eye, the sword light passed over Gray Fang's head.
Then, the head and body of this lamb-sized black mouse separated.
The huge head fell to the ground with a muffled thud.
Only then did the owner of Daoguang reveal his figure, a being with a crimson face.
Lao Wangtou stared blankly at the scene in front of him, as if he had not yet reacted.
The Nuo-faced man swung his short knife and took two steps forward, ready to check whether Huiya was dead or not.
"Pfft!"
The claws with stubby black hair penetrated the Nuo-faced man's heart, and dripping blood flowed out along the claws.
A strange figure with a human body and a mouse head appeared behind the Nuo-faced man at some point, laughing loudly.
"You can use the phantom body, and I can also use the phantom body!"
As soon as the words fell, the big black-haired rat with its head cut off turned into sticky black energy and dispersed.
The old Wangtou stood up calmly, came to Huiya's side, raised his hand, turned into a huge animal palm covered with long brown hair, and slapped the Nuo-faced man on the head hard.
In just one move, half of the Nuo-faced man's head collapsed.
"Old Hui, how was my performance as Mr. Bear?"
"Not bad, not bad"
"It turns out he was secretly trying to trick Chen Cang."
The Nuo-mask man, whose heart was ripped out and half of his head was knocked off, suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse.
"What a coincidence, this is also a phantom body."
Huiya's expression changed, he was just about to make a move
As he did so, he saw the Nuo-faced man who had been pierced by his claws turn into a ball of black and golden Xuan Qi and collapse.
A tiny bit of starlight slowly blended into the air.
Doudou flies and flies
