Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Xiaomeng shook his head. "I only saw one side. When my dad sent me to Shanghai that year, Ye Shaoyang’s parents had to go to Maoshan to see him. Everyone took the road and traveled together. My dad took me to Maoshan. It was a play, I have seen him that time."

Ye Shaoyang was shocked and searched quickly in his mind. His memory was good, and his parents went to the mountains to count on their own counts. Every time the situation was almost remembered, there was someone else present... he really thought about it. stand up.

In that year, was he eight or ten?

He only remembers that the girl who was introduced by her parents as her own sister seemed to be five or six years old. Is it the beautiful woman in front of this slim?

Suddenly he thought of something, looking at Ye Xiaomeng: "No, you are also a Maoshan disciple, why have you only seen one side with him?"

Ye Xiaomeng realized that he had lost his words, and turned his face aside unnaturally. He whispered: "I am not a formal Maoshan disciple, don't ask, tell you later."

Although Ye Shaoyang is full of doubts, but people say so, it is not good to ask again, so as not to cause doubt.

However, the pony has made a lot of fun, and Xiao Ye smiled and said: "You have seen people when you were young, but you still remember so clearly. It is really amazing."

Ye Xiaomeng shrugged. "I remember him because he is a disciple of Maoshan. The only and most powerful mage in our family. I use him as a benchmark." Chong Ye Shaoyang blinked his eyes and said: "Maoshan Disciples, you should know what it means."

Ye Shaoyang said: "Well, the spell must be much better than me."

"That is also used to say that Maoshan is not easy to accept the inner disciples, maybe it is already a real person. You are a foreign disciple, what to compare with others."

The pony patted Ye Shaoyang's shoulder and said: "Small leaves are definitely not comparable to the spell you are, but I think you must be more handsome than that."

Ye Shaoyang handed his chin and showed a charming smile. As a result, Ye Xiaomeng sighed: "My Shaoyang brother was only a decade old, but it was a handsome man, you are, hehe."

Ye Shaoyang almost passed out and had deep doubts about his appearance: Is this long-lost, and he is not handsome when he is ten?

This is too sad.

The three men continued on their way, and Ye Shaoyang tempted to ask, this time the troubles in his hometown, why did not find "Ye Shaoyang" to deal with.

Ye Xiaomeng’s answer is that her father, Ye Bo, has tried to inform the head of Maoshan, Qingyunzi, to let him send Ye Shaoyang down the mountain. As for why she hasn’t arrived yet, she doesn’t know.

Ye Shaoyang's heart sinks, Ye Xiaomeng's father and daughter actually know Qingyunzi! Suddenly I thought that Master would let him return to his hometown. Could it be that he received the notice from Ye Bo? This is a pass, but it is obviously a drought. Why is Master saying that it is a corpse? Is he sure that the drought and flood are related to the corpse?

Ye Shaoyang wanted to come and decided to call Lao Guo tonight. Since Master went to look for him, maybe he would have Master's contact information. This matter, in any case, ask Master to ask.

As soon as he arrived at the graveyard, Ye Xiaomeng sighed and once again expressed his feelings: "What is the drought and drought? If I am Shaoyang, it is not a minute."

The pony touched Ye Shaoyang's shoulder and smiled at him.

Ye Shaoyang’s heart is speechless, I really want to rush to say Ye Xiaomeng, the big sister you think too much, in fact, I am not so powerful...

When I came to the cemetery where Ye Qiuling had been in the daytime, I found the grave. Ye Xiaomeng and the pony were not willing to do such **** things. Ye Shaoyang had to go into battle.

"Brother, you are dead anyway, you can't help it." Ye Shaoyang began to dig the grave with his hands.

Ye Xiaomeng immediately said: "You destroy the body of the person, do not burn some paper money, and worship."

"This big night, the target of the fire is too big," Ye Shaoyang said. "If it is discovered, it will be regarded as a tomb thief. When you have a mouth, you can't tell."

"But arbitrarily destroying the body of the human body is against the morality of the Master. Besides, this person is just dead. Maybe the first seven have not passed. You are not afraid of him coming to you?"

"Do not worry, he will not go to find you." Ye Shaoyang began to dig the grave, not worried about the soul of the tomb to find himself, saying that he is not afraid of the cow, then he is afraid of anything, is not afraid of ghosts.

It’s absolutely crazy to dare to find a ghost that is troublesome because of this little thing.

Dig down along the place where Ye Qiuling dug, the soil was soft, and Ye Shaoyang dug in the end, then half-body drilled in, touched the body, and pulled it out.

At night, I saw a broken face of the body, and both Pony and Ye Xiaomeng felt a little cautious and turned their heads.

Ye Shaoyang can take care of the nails of Maoshan, regardless of the three seven twenty-one, cut a piece of meat from the face of the body, and take out a blank charm, I wanted to wrap it up.

Seeing my own charm, suddenly thought of something, 趁叶小萌 did not find, put the purple charms up, on the grounds of not wearing a charm, looking for Ye Xiaomeng to get a few yellow charms.

Use one of them to wrap the mined flesh, fold it, and put it in the bag with the rest of the charm. Then put the body back and buried the soil.

Half an hour later, after the trio came all the way to Wu Laotai’s house, Ye Shaoyang took a look at the fence. Wu Laotai was not in the yard. Eighty percent was entering the house. The cats were not there, leaving only one cat. On the persimmon tree in the corner of the yard, licking the red eyes, motionless, probably in the nursing home.

After Ye Shaoyang returned to the house, he randomly found the root branch, dug a pit on the ground, and found a sea bowl from the backpack, stuck in the middle, the bowl mouth was just flush with the ground, and then the piece wrapped from the magic symbol Put the meat in.

Ye Xiaomeng is still wondering about his practice, and he will understand it later: This will guide you to climb into the bowl for easy capture.

"At the beginning, I was catching nine insects on the mountain. That's how it is done," said Ye Shaoyang. "But it's the washbasin and chicken blood. I can catch a pot in one night."

Ye Xiaomeng wondered: "What do you catch so many nine insects?"

"Folded, dried and taken to the Chinese medicine shop to sell money, play games."

"Greed play is not a tool." Ye Xiaomeng taught in a condescending posture.

Ye Shaoyang smiled and didn't make a sound.

After his confirmation, Ye Xiaomeng drew a fire symbol and threw it into the sea bowl.

The green smoldering fire burns and the human flesh is baked. The temperature of the smoldering fire is very low, and the meat will not be burnt, but the **** smell can be volatilized.

After a while, the **** smell spread around and got into the nose of the three people. There is an indescribable smell, not a fragrance.