Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 238 Doomsday

While Li Weinian was in shock and doubt, he felt that the surrounding situation suddenly changed, the wind blew, and ghosts screamed in his ears!

There seemed to be countless whirlwinds, carrying dead grass and fallen leaves, circling and flying around the cemetery, and gradually approaching the center of the cemetery.

At the same time, the large group of Yin soldiers guarding the periphery suddenly started running around the cemetery, holding their steel knives high in their hands and shouting with alarming momentum!

At this moment, Li Weinian felt that he could not control his emotions, he had a splitting headache and was going crazy, as if his three souls and seven souls were about to leave his body.

He really couldn't bear the pressure, so he opened his mouth and yelled: "Ahhhhh--!"

The body also swayed and fell from the tree.

But strangely, the moment Li Weinian landed, the black-robed Taoist priest waved his hand suddenly, and a whirlwind caught Li Weinian and gently put him down.

Later, Li Weinian's engineer shovel and the captured samurai sword also fell from the tree together, making a clanking sound.

Now that the opponent has discovered it, there is no point in dodging.Li Weinian sat up and was about to fight with his life, but found that his body suddenly became stiff and only his eyes and mouth could still move.

"Here it is!" The black-faced general was overjoyed, turned over and jumped on the horse, rushed to Li Weinian with a shake of the reins, pointed the long knife in Li Weinian's chest, and shouted sharply: "Are you the evil son of the Ding family?"

In fact, it was only a few steps away, and the black-faced general still showed off his horse and raised his sword.Maybe he thinks that being on a horse can intimidate the other party?
Li Weinian was about to yell at him, but suddenly his thoughts changed, and he thought to himself: "If I admit that I am the evil son of the Ding family, then if I die under the knife of the other party, can Brother Er Miao escape?"

But then I thought about it again, if Ding Ermiao's arrangement was correct, he could have escaped this catastrophe, and if he pretended to admit it, wouldn't that be a life for nothing?

In a dilemma, Li Weinian sat on the ground tongue-tied, not knowing how to answer the black-faced general.

The black-robed Taoist came over, stared at Li Weinian for a long time, then picked up Li Weinian's engineering shovel and samurai sword, turned to the black-faced general and said: "General, he is not a scoundrel of the Ding family, he is just a tomb robber. It seems that he I didn’t gain much today, I only got a Japanese pirate knife.”

Come on, think of me as a tomb robber?

Li Weinian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and wanted to explain, but the old man in black robe waved his sleeves, and Li Weinian suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and he couldn't even open his mouth.

The black-robed Taoist priest threw the engineer shovel and samurai sword on the ground, and said to the general: "General, no more killing tonight, spare his life."

The general snorted, put his sword back on his horse, flicked the reins, and turned towards the grave where Ding Ermiao was hiding.

At this time, the third group of Yin soldiers who went out to catch chickens came back and found three roosters in total.

"There's no need to look for them. We've already started searching for souls. Why are we looking for them?" The general waved his hand angrily and ordered the Yin soldiers to throw away all the roosters they got.

The black-robed Taoist priest continued his practice, his hair disheveled, his head raised to the sky, and he muttered incantations that Li Weinian could not understand.

The surrounding whirlwind started again, roaring loudly, and gradually started to fly sand and rocks.

Li Weinian could not move physically, but his eyes could still see, his mind was still intact, and he was even more anxious.

The sound of the wind was as shrill as a ghost's roar.

In a short time, the surrounding whirlwind gradually surrounded the center of the cemetery.

In the tomb where Ding Ermiao was hiding, faint wailing sounds began to be heard, which was miserable and unbearable.

Li Weinian's heart was filled with despair, and he thought to himself, could it be that Ding Ermiao was really unable to withstand the black-robed old man's spells, and was doomed and about to be imprisoned?
But if you listen carefully, the cry doesn't quite sound like Ding Ermiao's.

Suddenly, a white ghost appeared in front of my eyes, floating out from the grave where Ding Ermiao was hiding, and rising straight into the sky.

"Where to go? Shoot an arrow!" The scholar in white and the Taoist in black shouted at the same time.

More than a dozen Yin soldiers bent their bows and set up arrows, whizzing continuously and flying arrows.The white ghost shadow was hit by several arrows and finally fell to the ground.

The black-robed old man waved his hand, and several small wooden swords fell from the sky, hitting Ghost Shadow's shoulder and Tianling Cap again.The ghost seemed overwhelmed, and finally knelt down in front of the general's horse.

It seems that the small wooden sword is what he released earlier.

He couldn't see the ghost's face clearly, and Li Weinian didn't know if it was Ding Ermiao.But he couldn't move. Although he was heartbroken, he was helpless and could only watch helplessly.

The Confucian scholar in white stepped forward, squatted down in front of the ghost, pulled off the ghost's hair, and inserted five golden needles into the ghost's head.

After a long time, the Confucian scholar pulled out the golden needle, took a look at it, and then clicked the abacus.When the sound of the abacus stopped, the Confucian scholar raised his head and said to the black-faced general: "General, this man died at three o'clock yesterday afternoon. The time is right."

"He died yesterday afternoon, why was he buried so quickly?" The black-faced general frowned.

The old man in black robe came over, looked at the ghost again, and said: "Xu is an orphan and has no family. He may be hastily buried by cronies or the like after his death."

"You guys have to think carefully, if there is an omission, His Highness will blame me, and I will be unlucky again." The general sighed:

"I really can't understand why, after more than 300 years of peace, the Ding family's villains have appeared again and again in the past 20 years? Once 12 years ago, again seven years ago, and this time, it's the third time. The current head of the Ding family , why are there so many bastards outside? Could it be that there is a gap in our formation?"

The old man in black robe nodded and said: "The general is worried about it. When I settle down again, I will see if he is a member of the Ding family."

After saying that, the old Taoist turned the kneeling ghost figure so that his head was pointed towards the east.Then the old Taoist sat down cross-legged, took out the compass again, placed it on Guiying's back, and started doing it.

"Oooooooooh-!"

There was another cockcrow in the distance. The black-robed old man blew his beard and glared angrily. He stood up and said, "The cockcrow has messed up my compass pointer. There is no way to check it now. General, it's late and it's time to go back. In my opinion, It’s this kid, just take him away!”

The Confucian scholar nodded in agreement and said: "When searching for souls just now, in this cemetery, apart from the living soul of this tomb robber, there is only this soul of the newly dead, and there is no other soul. If it is not him, who can it be?"

The black-faced general looked at the sky, waved his hand and said, "In that case, withdraw your troops!"

The old Taoist waved his sleeves and passed by the white ghost shadow.The ghost disappeared in an instant, and must have been taken away by the old man.

The Yin soldiers from all over ran together, got on their horses, and rode away after the general.

Suddenly, the cemetery was quiet.At this time, the moonlight receded and the surrounding area became darker.

But Li Weinian still couldn't move, not even a finger could be lifted.Nor can you open your mouth to call.Worried about Ding Ermiao's life and death, Li Weinian became even more anxious.

(End of this chapter)