Feng Yun quickly leaned under the big locust tree, not caring about the dirt, and dug up the pure black and extremely cold soil under the big locust tree with his bare hands.
Then Feng Yun reached into the soil, and with a little effort, he finally pulled out a rhizome from the soil.
When he saw the rhizome in Feng Yun's hand, the fat man quickly covered his nose, and even Yan Qilin frowned.
"Director, what is this and why does it smell so bad?"
"People have spirits, and trees have roots. This big locust tree is formed by yin energy, and the most abundant place of yin energy is at the root of the tree.
We are here because we used ghost energy to suppress Yang energy at the crossroads.
But to truly blend in with this group of ghosts, this is not enough. "
While talking, Feng Yun broke the rhizome in his hand into three pieces. After keeping one piece for himself, he handed the other two pieces to the two of them.
“The stink you smell is due to the strong Yin Qi, but in fact this smell does not exist.
The Yang Qi and Yin Qi in your body collide, which is why this taste is formed.
This is why people rarely let children go to the cemetery first to pay their respects.
Because the child's yang energy is very strong, when it conflicts with the yin energy, it is not only easy to attract evil spirits, but also carries a stinky smell on the body.
Even adults, after returning home after visiting the grave, often need to dip a willow stick in clean water and pat it to remove the smell. "
Although Feng Yun's explanation was very detailed, Fatty and Yan Qilin still couldn't ignore the pungent smell.
What made them even more unexpected was that what Feng Yun said next almost made them spit out their breakfast.
"Putting this locust tree root in your mouth and pressing it under the tongue coating will amplify the ghost energy in your body and make the yang energy difficult to detect.
This is the only method we can use at the moment besides cow tears and willow dew. "
"Ah? Director, does it have to be like this?"
The fat man looked at Feng Yun with some embarrassment. The pungent smell really made him feel nauseous.
"Nonsense, otherwise you won't be able to move around here."
Feng Yundu had said it to this extent. Although the fat man felt a hundred reluctances in his heart, he had no choice but to close his eyes and put his heart at ease, and stuffed the locust tree rhizome under his tongue.
Yan Qilin didn't say any nonsense, he just frowned slightly and put the locust tree rhizome into his mouth together with Feng Yunyi.
"Let's go, remember, when you pass through this cemetery, don't look back when you hear any noise. Also, try to talk as little as possible, so as not to let out your yang energy."
Feng Yun said as he walked at the front towards the densely packed houses not far away.
However, Feng Yun had only taken a few steps when the fat man's voice suddenly came from behind him:
"Director, why are you walking like this?"
There was some confusion in the fat man's eyes, and he pointed at Feng Yun's feet strangely.
At this moment, the heels of Feng Yun's feet were not touching the ground at all. Just now, he had been walking on the balls of his feet with his heels raised.
Feng Yun glared at the fat man angrily, and just after telling him not to speak, the fat man shouted.
Then Feng Yun pointed at the fat man:
"Look at yourself!"
The fat man looked down in confusion, and then he noticed that he had unknowingly stood on his heels. No matter how hard the fat man tried, he just couldn't put his heels down.
"Walk!"
Without giving Fatty a chance to ask any more questions, Feng Yun quickly issued the order, and the group of three quickly arrived at the densely packed houses.
When the three of them approached, the house once again turned into a dense and endless tomb.
The fat man half-closed his eyes and couldn't help but look around curiously.
Around them, there are more and more translucent figures, and these people are old, young and different.
Some have long hair covering their faces, and their wet tongues almost reach to their toes.
Even people with little experience in folklore know that this person probably hanged himself.
There is always a puddle of water stains on the other side wherever a person walks wetly.
Apparently this was a water ghost who drowned.
Some limbs were mutilated due to car accidents, and their limbs would fall to the ground uncontrollably while walking.
Some died of poisoning, their faces were ashen, and their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Black blood continued to flow out of the seven orifices, and these ghosts were still in the same state as when they were dying.
However, Feng Yun's method was indeed effective. The three of them walked in this cemetery and passed by all kinds of ghosts without causing any trouble.
It seems that Feng Yun and the other three have now become their kind.
The three of them gradually walked forward. At some point, a faint white mist began to fill the air.
The white mist covering their faces shortened the sight range of the three of them, and for a while they couldn't even see any ghosts.
As they walked forward, the white fog became thicker and thicker. In the end, the three of them were clearly not far apart, but they couldn't see each other at all. They could only confirm each other's presence by tugging on the red rope from time to time.
However, at this moment, a small mound suddenly appeared in the vast white field.
This mound is about half a person tall, but what is worth noting is that there seems to be a short figure standing on top of the mound.
Feng Yun, who was walking at the front, stopped immediately. Due to the sudden incident, the fat man almost bumped into Feng Yun.
He remembered Feng Yun's instructions, so he didn't dare to speak easily. He just pointed with his finger and gestured, meaning:
"Director, what happened?"
The current situation has always made Fatty feel very uneasy, especially the locust tree root in his mouth, which is now like a piece of ice, making his teeth chatter.
Feng Yun did not speak, but pointed at the mound not far away. The fat man squinted his eyes and looked forward with difficulty. After getting the signal that he could speak, he said:
"Is there something on that mound?"
Yan Qilin on the other side also nodded quickly:
"It moved just now, is it a soul?"
Feng Yun said nothing, but the seriousness in his eyes explained the problem in disguise.
The fat man tried to move closer to the front, wanting to see what was on the mound. As he walked, he muttered:
"It's really weird. Why is the fog suddenly so thick?"
"This is not fog, this is evil spirit..."
Feng Yun's voice came from behind. When the fat man who was about to approach heard it, he immediately ran back to Feng Yun's side.
Although Fatty once boasted that he was fearless, this was his first time coming into contact with monsters, and it was impossible for a normal person to be fearless.
At the same time, the short figure on the mound started to move again.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely hoarse voice with a very strange tone seemed to come from the void and exploded in the ears of the three people.
"Excuse me, do you think I look like a human being or a god?"
Hearing this, Feng Yun immediately frowned, Yan Qilin clenched his fists, and the fighting spirit in his body burst out.
This was his instinctive reaction. The voice sounded like someone who was coming from a bad place.
The fat man on the other side seemed to be half a beat too slow to react. After a moment, he said in shock:
"Damn it, is this a yellow man asking for a title?"
