I stared at the profile of my third uncle's face and thought to myself, why didn't I realize that my third uncle was a swindler before?
Was it his intention to be unable to stop the One-Eyed Corpse King this time?
There were very few vehicles on the streets late at night. The third uncle drove the car very fast and soon arrived at the door of the store.
After opening the door, the third uncle rummaged around behind the counter a few times, then found a black package and carried it on his back.
Third uncle asked me: "Are you going to go with me to get to know each other better, or are you staying at home and sleeping?"
I said without hesitation: "Of course I went with you! That bitch still owes me a slap in the face!"
The third uncle smiled and said: "Okay, but you have to listen to me in everything."
After he finished speaking, he made a phone call and said with a smile: "Mr. Wang, everything is ready. How are you doing there?"
Mr. Wang's calm voice came from the other side of the phone: "Bring your things and come to Fenglong Mountain."
The third uncle agreed: "Okay."
He hung up the phone and said to me: "Let's go. Today, Third Uncle will open your eyes! Remember, when you get there, you will listen to me. If someone else arranges for you to do something, just think of it as farting!"
I nodded, but thinking in my mind, that stinky bitch with long legs should have gone too.
It's okay if she doesn't provoke me. If she dares to shoot me with a crossbow, I'll break her arm with a stick!
Fenglong Mountain is more than 20 kilometers away from the city and is a branch of the Taihang Mountains. In the earliest times, it was called Feilong Mountain, which was a small dragon sticking out from the Taihang Mountains.
However, from a Feng Shui perspective, this little dragon is an evil dragon. Once it enters the North China Plain, it will lose its restraint and wreak havoc on the entire plain.
Later, under the guidance of an expert, a Dragon Sealing Academy was built on the mountain, and a Dragon Locking Formation circled the mountain to seal the evil dragon here.
Over time, Feilong Mountain gradually turned into Fenglong Mountain.
The third uncle's broken Audi ran all the way. The further he went, the more desolate it became, and the fewer street lights. It was dark all around, and I didn't know where he ran. Anyway, he suddenly turned the steering wheel and got into a dirt road.
The bumpy dirt road made me feel uncomfortable. Fortunately, this section of the road was not long and we stopped after ten minutes.
The third uncle took out the flashlight and said, "Put your bag on your back and follow me. Listen more and talk less later. Do you understand?"
I nodded and put my bag on my back. After thinking about it, I took out the tantric iron rod and put it on my waist.
Anyway, the tantric iron rod is only as long as an arm. It is hidden at the waist and covered with a coat so that no one can see it.
There is a cool breeze outside and the air is very fresh. Looking into the distance, you can still vaguely see the lights of the city cluster.
The third uncle walked forward with a flashlight, and I followed behind with my bag on my back. After walking for a while, I saw a pavilion.
There were more than ten people sitting or standing in the pavilion. Seeing the light of Third Uncle's flashlight, one person whispered: "Old He?"
The third uncle turned off the flashlight, and the surrounding area immediately became dark. He said, "Is everyone here?"
The man said: "It's just you."
The third uncle quickened his pace and said with a smile: "Everything is ready. It will definitely work this time."
Another dark figure sneered: "From the small cave to Bai Lao Mountain, and from Bai Lao Mountain to Corpse Valley, we blocked it three times in total, and seven people died."
"He Wenwu, Fenglong Mountain is your territory, don't let us down!"
When he finished speaking, my third uncle and I were already standing at the entrance of the pavilion. I secretly raised my eyes to look at them, but the surroundings were so dark that I couldn't see their faces clearly.
Only dark shadows can be seen.
The third uncle stopped his smile and said: "There is a place where yin and yang conflict in Fenglong Mountain. In that place, both yin and yang qi will cancel each other out. When yang qi is strong, yin qi will increase, and when yin qi is strong, yang qi will also increase.
Increase."
"The One-Eyed Corpse King is full of yin energy, so it's the perfect place to lure it here."
"Have the fellow Taoists from Maoshan arrived?"
An inconspicuous shadow whispered: "Here."
The third uncle said: "We still have about three hours. Fellow Taoist from Maoshan, I need about 300 corpse-suppressing talismans to make them into hidden talismans and hide them in the place where yin and yang meet."
The inconspicuous shadow pondered for a moment and said: "I only have a hundred or so, so I can set them up into twelve capital gods' fire arrays. Although the effect is a bit poor, the capital gods' fires are the most evil, so they should be able to hold on for a while."
The third uncle nodded: "Almost. Master Mingguang of White Horse Temple, are you ready for the blood cassock?"
An old voice replied: "The old monk and the three junior brothers have already made preparations."
The third uncle said respectfully: "Master Mingguang, you were attacked by corpse energy before. You can leave the blood cassock to others to make it. You don't have to do it yourself."
Master Mingguang replied: "Mr. He, since the one-eyed corpse king entered southern Henan, the old monk has fought with this monster more than three times. It is estimated that no one is more familiar with it than the old monk. Ahem..."
"This time the old monk is the main attacker, please cooperate. Ahem..."
He was coughing as he spoke, and I knew without looking that Master Mingguang's lungs were actually damaged by corpse gas. He was probably sprayed and inhaled by the Corpse King.
The One-Eyed Corpse King can be so vicious with just one right hand, and this old monk can fight three times in a row after swallowing a mouthful of its corpse energy, which is really admirable.
The third uncle no longer tried to persuade him, but shook his head and said: "Everyone, I will lure the Corpse King later and enter the feng shui conflicting place. The Taoist friends from Maoshan will activate the Twelve Heavenly Gods Fire Formation to use cinnabar to ignite the fire and burn the body.
Showing corpse spirit."
"Although the evil fire caused by the Corpse Suppressing Talisman is powerful, it will definitely not be able to cause fatal injuries to the Corpse King. At this time, everyone in the White Horse Temple will use blood cassocks to slay the devil."
"Mr. Wang, if Master Mingguang and others can't do it, everything will depend on you."
"The corpse-shocking crossbow of the Wang family in southern Henan is our trump card!"
Before Mr. Wang could speak, a sharp voice rang out: "Hmph! Is a mere corpse king worth such a fuss?"
"When my Wang Family's Corpse Crossbow is released, why can't the Corpse King suppress it?"
When I heard this voice, I suddenly became energetic. Damn it! Long legs! That long leg who is good at shooting me with a crossbow is here too!
I followed the sound and saw a tall figure standing there, with long legs and arms wrapped around his shoulders. Although I couldn't see his face clearly, his arrogant and domineering look was very disgusting.
Moreover, everyone present was a senior, at least a generation older than her. When the elders spoke, they just interrupted at will, and they spoke so arrogantly.
The people around him were silent and did not speak. Only the third uncle smiled and said: "The Corpse Crossbow once had the record of crucifying the Corpse King. The Corpse King, the general of Yuan Dynasty in western Hunan, was suppressed on the spot by the Corpse Crossbow."
"It's just that the One-Eyed Corpse King is extremely tyrannical, so it's better to be more prepared."
Mr. Wang said calmly: "Since you have made arrangements, then we will obey the arrangements. However, if something goes wrong among the fellow Taoists in Maoshan and Baima Temple, the responsibility will be yours."
Third Uncle said: "Looking at what you said, since it is to prevent the Corpse King from rushing into the provincial capital, I will naturally take advantage. If it fails, I will bear all the responsibility!"
Mr. Wang nodded: "If the Corpse Shocking Crossbow works in one fell swoop, it must be the credit of my Wang family."
When I heard his words, I suddenly became furious. Isn't this old bastard too self-righteous? If it fails, the responsibility belongs to the third uncle. If it succeeds, it is the credit of your old Wang family?