Yang Zimei nodded and took out the small iron tower.
The small iron tower was indeed a super container for all kinds of poisons. Some corpse poisons that were originally scattered in the air were quickly gathered by it and put into its belly.
Yu Zhenzi sprinkled cinnabar on the thing, sealed a few charms, took out the corpse-removing stick, and muttered something.
Sure enough, the hands and feet of the fake corpse began to move in obedience to the orders, beating mechanically in step with Yuzhenzi...
Yuqing tightly wrapped the severed arm on the ground with a large plastic bag, and together with Yang Zimei, who used a small iron tower to clean up the corpse poison, caught up with Yuzhenzi.
Came to a relatively remote deep valley...
Yuqing asked Yang Zimei to ignite the true fire of Samadhi to completely burn the thing, and made Xiaotieta continue to take drugs...
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Its daybreak!
The sun lazily came out from the east and illuminated the entire earth.
Yang Zimei and others had already settled the matter. They returned to Yue Village and told them about the transformation of corpses. They also told them that people in the village should not bury corpses in a place suitable for raising corpses in the future.
Yue Qing and others were both horrified and grateful for what happened last night, and naturally believed their words very much.
Yuqing bid farewell to their family and planned to take Yang Zimei to a small ruined temple on a nearby mountain to stay for a few days to collect the wandering souls who escaped from the soul-gathering mirror nearby.
Yue Tiantian was not happy when he heard that Yang Zimei was leaving.
He pouted and tugged at the corner of Yang Zimei's clothes, refusing to let go, "Sister, don't leave, okay? Just stay at my house, okay?"
Yang Zimei reached out and touched his hair and said with a smile: "Sister is just a guest of Tiantian's house. You can't stay for a long time. Besides, sister has something to do. Be good every day and be obedient at home."
Yue Tiantian blinked his big eyes and asked: "Sister, are you going to catch ghosts with the old immortal? Otherwise, take me with you? I also want to be the Sun Wukong who catches ghosts."
"Haha, Tiantian is still young." Yang Zimei said with a smile, "We will talk about it when Tiantian is older."
"Okay, then when Tiantian grows up, I can go find my sister. Then, sister, don't forget me." Yue Tiantian stretched out his little finger to hook up with Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei hooked his little finger.
"Hang yourself with a hook and you won't regret it for a hundred years!"
Yang Zimei suddenly thought of the promise he made to Long Zhutian that day, and his face glowed with a touch of sweetness.
As soon as Yuqing and others walked out of the door, Yue Tiantian's grandfather Yue Feng stopped them from behind, "Taoist Master, wait!"
Yuqing stopped and looked back doubtfully.
Yue Feng held a very delicate small box in his hand.
From the appearance, this small box looks like it is made with Japanese craftsmanship.
"Taoist Priest, this was left behind by my late father. I wonder if it has something to do with the witchcraft being used this time. Please take a look." Yue Feng said.
Yuqing took the small box and looked at it carefully. She found that there was a five-pointed star pattern on the bottom of the box. When she opened it again, she found it was empty.
"Is there anything originally contained in this?" Yuqing asked.
Yue Feng shook his head, "When my father was alive, I saw that he was very precious to this box. He would take it out to look at it from time to time. I didn't know what was in it. But after he died, I opened it out of curiosity and found that it was empty. No.
Do you know what it means? Today I have been thinking that my late father's grave may have been witchcrafted by the Japanese. It is not just revenge, but there may be other reasons. I hope the Taoist priest can help solve it."
Yuqing's eyes darkened slightly, and she nodded, "Yes."
"Thank you then."
Yue Feng seemed relieved.
Yuqing and the others are on the road again.
"Master, show me." Yang Zimei found a faint material smell on the box and was very curious.