After eating, Yang Zimei and others officially set off to the Flame Bureau.
The first thing to crack this time is not the eyes of Yang Zimei before, but the Qingyanpo, which is the method of cracking provided by ripples.
Since Huang Yingqi's son Zhuzi was burned by the underworld in this Qingyanpo, according to Yang Zimei's suggestion, he also pulled a warning line around here, so that the villagers should not get closer.
The villagers heard that there were ghost fires there. Whoever saw it detoured, where dare to approach?
Qingyan Po was slightly sealed by Yang Zimei with Shashui Bureau on the same day.
Therefore, the surrounding grass began to recover, and it was a little bit green. There were also ants and worms climbing around the ground. It was no longer a deadly ground.
Yang Zimei and Xiao Qianlian found the buried underground, noon, Wei, Hai, Zi, ugly six pieces of blood slate.
Yang Zimei took out the small iron tower and town in the center of the eye, so that it could calm down the fire that would spray it, so as not to let them spread the entire villa and burn to the villagers.
She set off the enchantment around, began to unite with Xiao Qianlian, and pulled up the willow boards in the shawl bureau that was originally distributed.
As soon as the willow board was pulled, it seemed to open the door of hell ...
A huge bright blue, but with an extremely cold fire, came out of the ground ...
The ripples were not so fast, and a few hairs were burned, and they screamed.
The bright blue flame rose over Huangcun, like the most gorgeous fireworks, and the people of Huangcun were stunned.
At this time, the small iron tower began to play its artifact role.
Its volume becomes larger in an instant, and it is about nine meters high.
The low fire that had not had time to escape was instantly sucked near the top of the iron top, lingering on it, and a weird but magnificent picture was formed.
"Little Tower is really mighty! Sister, let's continue!"
Seeing the tower effortlessly restrained the punching fire, Yang Zimei was very excited.
Yang Zimei asked the two bodyguards to protect Huo Wenhua aside, and the other six excavated the slate separately, and they had to dig it out at the same time.
This requirement is not much problem with these six trained bodyguards.
Yang Zimei gave them each of them to prevent burns from being burned.
Yang Zimei, Xiao Qian, ripples are listed in three pairs of eyes, and began to practice curse ...
The black slate has been dug at the same time, and according to Yang Zimei's requirements, it is placed into a formation method to completely seal the yin evil spirit that they have formed.
Because there is an iron tower town, the next excavation is smooth.
Suddenly, no body ghosts started to excite.
"Master, I feel, my body should be here!"
"Your body will be here?"
Yang Zimei carefully calculated according to his birthday eight characters.
Sure enough, this is the case.
"Your body is here, but the head, but it should be in Huangling."
She said a little puzzled, "What's going on? Who is the first place to divide your corpses like this?"
No body ghost shook his head, "I don't know. After I had soul consciousness that day, I found that there was only one head left. The surroundings were all gold and silver jewelry. I found it for a while, and I couldn't find my body.
Wandering out. "
"This tomb has almost thousands of years of history. It stands to reason that you will not be the tomb people." Yang Zimei analyzed.