He inserted a few silver needles into Yang Gan's shoulders and heart, dipped a yellow talisman in cinnabar and smeared it on his palms, then put a piece of paper on his chest, and finally took out a small knife and stabbed it in Yang Gan's hand. A crosshatch was drawn on it, and the evil spirit contained in the black blood flowed out. After a while, the corpse poison was cleaned away.
Uncle Qi and another man in robe responded to Zhou Qiao's series of methods.
I was stunned and shocked! If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that Zhou Qiao had killed the flying zombie by himself!
And also in such a short period of time!
It’s incredible!
But the facts are right in front of them, and they cannot allow them to deny it!
"Old... old...
Today's young people are really getting more and more powerful." Uncle Qi smiled bitterly, shook his head, and sighed.
"Uncle Qi, don't say that. As the saying goes, there are specialties in the arts. You are far beyond my reach in terms of Yin and Yang Feng Shui. Your vision and experience are beyond my comparison," Zhou Qiao said humbly.
"Hahaha..." Uncle Qi looked up to the sky and laughed.
"I've long heard that corpse exorcists in western Hunan are "mysterious and extremely powerful." When I saw it today, it's true, it's true..." Uncle Qi said sincerely.
Yang Gan's moans interrupted their conversation
The two of them turned around at the same time and looked at Yang Qian
Found that he had regained consciousness and opened his eyes
However, his face is very pale and his body is very weak!
He moved his lips with difficulty: "I'm not dead, ah... it hurts, I'm still alive... Uncle Qi... Where's that flying zombie? Brother Zhou, why are you here too?"
Yang Gan struggled to get up from the ground and looked around
He still remembered that he had just been bitten by a flying zombie and then fell into a coma.
"Flying zombie? Haha, that thing has been eliminated by Xiao Zhou a long time ago" Uncle Qi stroked his beard and said with a smile
"What? Destroyed? Brother Zhou?" Yang Qian was stunned
Zhou Qiao smiled slightly and nodded: "Well, it has been eliminated by me. Don't worry, you won't die. As long as you cultivate for a while, you will be fine."
"Fortunately, Brother Zhou is here, otherwise..." Yang Qian was relieved.
He looked at the man in robe next to him and said, "Uncle Linfeng, are you okay? We had a hard time looking for you."
Linfeng said that he had just started preaching about his experience during this period. After he came to the Northeast, he heard that there was a century-old ginseng plant near Changbai Mountain in the mountains and wanted to try his luck. He saw the undulating terrain, the roof, and the openness. Kuokou, according to the "Guanshan Jue" in Feng Shui, is a blessed place.
Unexpectedly, the terrain in the mountains was complicated. As soon as he entered, there were many venomous snakes, rats, and ants all around. There seemed to be a magnetic field in the mountains, and even the compass failed. He was observing the stars at night and walked here. He stepped on the air and fell into a dry well, but encountered a terrifying flying zombie. He fled to a secret room and hid, using the only dry food he had left to survive until now. When he was about to starve to death, he vaguely heard Uncle Qi's voice coming from outside, and then he mustered up the last bit of strength to go out and fight with Fei Zheng. After a fight, he was soon defeated and covered with injuries. If Zhou Qiao hadn't arrived in time to save him, he would have perished here.
"Oops, Xiao Zhou, are you injured? Sit down and rest." Uncle Qi saw the bright red blood on Zhou Qiao's arm and said with concern.
"It's okay, I just fell into a dry well and was scratched by a vine thorn. It's just a flesh injury," Zhou Qiao said lightly, not taking it seriously at all.
After a short rest, Zhou Qiao saw that the conditions of several people had recovered to some extent.
"Let's go out quickly. Uncle Lin is still waiting outside. If something happens again..."
After saying that, the three of them returned along the way they came. When they arrived at the entrance of Dry Well, Zhou Qiao called out a few times. Uncle Lin had obviously been watching outside and responded immediately when he heard the call. Seeing that they were all safe and sound, he was immediately relieved. Take a breath.
He took out the rope and lowered it to pull several people out of the dry well one by one and back outside;
After a long night of tossing, the sky is getting brighter. The sun is rising. The sunlight shines on the ground through the gaps in the branches. It is warm and soft, as if it has injected new vitality into people!
Uncle Qi and Uncle Linfeng looked at each other, both showing expressions of joy after the disaster.
Yang Gan's mental state has obviously improved a lot. Although he is still very weak, he at least has some energy.
"Xiaoqian, how do you feel?" Uncle Qi asked
"It's okay, it's much better!"
Yang Gan shook his body and reluctantly stood up. Zhou Qiao and Uncle Qi found a pile of stones and buried them in the dry well. They split some tree trunks and placed them on top. They also buried a few Yin-Calming Talismans beside them. Only then did they feel that everything was safe. Walking towards the big tree where things were kept, it was too dark at night and during the day, it became clear that the big tree they rested on last night was actually an "old locust tree"! The tree trunk is straight, about 20 meters high, with lush branches and leaves.
The locust tree has been called a ghost tree since ancient times. Because of its strong yin energy, it can easily attract ghosts to possess it. According to Feng Shui, it is forbidden to be planted near houses because it can easily gather yin and evil spirits. No wonder Uncle Lin kept shouting Leng Leng Leng last night. I'm afraid it's... Affected by the Yin Qi, the three of them each had their own ways to ward off the Yin, so they didn't notice it for a while.
No wonder there are zombies here. This is a rare natural place where corpses can be raised in the shade. Any corpse buried here can cause the corpse to turn into zombies in ten or eight years. There must be a big tomb underneath. But this place was so sinister that few people had the time to investigate further.
The leaves, bark and fruits of the old locust tree have medicinal value. Uncle Lin picked up some and put them in his bag. After packing his things and about to leave, he saw a savage in the distance smiling at them and holding an unknown small wild fruit. Throwing it to them seemed to invite them to eat it. This was the first time Uncle Linfeng saw a savage and he was frightened and held the long sword in his hand as a defense.
"It's okay, don't worry, as long as you don't attack it, it won't hurt you." Uncle Qi patted him on the shoulder.
Uncle Linfeng saw that the savage grinned at them and did not do anything dangerous, so he lowered his guard;
Seeing that they did not eat wild fruits, the savages threw another big fruit at them. Yang Gan's sharp eyes noticed that the fruit thrown by the savages was similar to peaches. How could there be such a fruit in this season? He immediately thought about it since there are old people here. Is there an old peach tree in the locust tree? He told everyone this idea. Zhou Qiao said, "There may be a peach tree nearby. Anyway, if you have nothing to do, you can go look for it. Peach trees in the mountains are very rare and hard to come across. It's not easy to come here." It’s best not to leave empty-handed.”
"Okay, then let's go look for it."
Everyone searched the surrounding area with great interest. As they walked, they suddenly noticed a strange fragrance coming from the front.
Zhou Qiao stopped and took a breath and said, "It smells so good!"
Uncle Qi and Uncle Linfeng also sniffed carefully after hearing this.
Not far away, there is a tall and strong old tree. It is the peach tree that everyone is looking for. There are also traces of being struck by lightning. Seeing that this peach tree is not withered or rotten, it is still green. It is probably nearly a hundred years old. .
Yang Qianle's eyes were squinted, and he was almost drooling as he walked around the peach tree, touching and looking at it, as if he were seeing his beloved;
Uncle Qi and Linfeng Shu also looked at it with eyes flashing and said, "Century-old peach wood, or peach wood that has been struck by lightning and survived, treasure, treasure." To these people, this is more useful and valuable than century-old ginseng. many.
Zhou Qiao also looked at this century-old peach tree and sighed. It survived being struck by lightning and is still full of vitality. It shows its tenacity and vitality.
How rare!
Yang Gan climbed up the old peach tree and cut down some trunks that had been struck by lightning, and chopped off a few pieces of thicker trunks. These were not enough to damage the peach tree, and new ones would grow in a few years.
Uncle Qi took the best dried peach wood with traces of lightning strikes and handed it to Zhou Qiao. After all, they didn't know whether they could survive without Zhou Qiao, so Zhou Qiao took it without mercy.
He was going to take it back and make a mahogany sword and a string of beads.
Uncle Linfeng said that he could carve it and if Zhou Qiao didn't mind, he could carve it for him now. Zhou Qiao didn't expect that Uncle Linfeng would do this and immediately nodded in agreement.
Uncle Linfeng picked up the tree trunk and started carving it with a knife. In just one stick of incense, a complete peach wood sword was carved. Zhou Qiao looked at it with great satisfaction and took it over, caressing it fondly. Afterwards, he only needed to go back and carve special words. The runes can be formed. The final power of this mahogany sword made from a hundred-year-old lightning struck mahogany wood is absolutely extraordinary.
"Uncle Linfeng, I want it too. Carve a peach wood sword for me quickly." Yang Qian came up to him in a hurry and said to please him.
"Don't you already have a peach wood sword? Why do you still need it?" Uncle Linfeng asked in confusion.
"How can that broken peach wood sword be compared with this peach wood sword made of century-old peach wood? Besides, who needs the old one when you have the new one?" Yang Qian said confidently
Uncle Linfeng had no choice but to continue helping him carve.
