All the changes in the world begin with Tom Cat

Chapter 155 Huangjia Village (4K words)
"What's wrong with the Patriarch?" Uncle Jiu noticed Ding Hai's strange movements and asked.

Ding Hai pointed to the paper man hiding at the foot of the chair: "Look at that paper man, do you feel there is anything wrong with it?"

"paper man?"

Uncle Jiu looked for Ding Hai's eyes, and sure enough he saw a paper figure, looking around as if he was spying on them.

"Edict!"

Uncle Jiu took out a charm and threw it at the paper man.

The paper man seemed to have expected it, and his body lightly avoided Huang Fu's attack.

"It's true, this is the paper ghost in the art of paper-cutting!"

Uncle Jiu's face condensed slightly.

"Paper-cutting technique? Is it the forbidden technique in the paper-tying technique?" Ding Hai was stunned.

He remembered that there was such a kind of witchcraft, which was also a type of Maoshan paper-tying technique, but it was regarded as a witchcraft.

This magic is included in a magic book called "The Secret Art of Paper-cutting". According to the above, the soul of the dead can be sealed on paper, and paper figures can be cut out and driven.

This kind of paper man also has the characteristics of a ghost. He can fly, fight, and detect the enemy's situation, so he is also called a paper ghost.

Different from Maoshan's legal paper-tying technique, the essence of this evil technique is a method of controlling ghosts. The stronger the sealed soul is, the stronger the paper man will be.

But there is an obvious flaw. The paper ghost and the caster are one in mind. Once the paper ghost is destroyed, the caster will also suffer backlash.

And if you want to recover, you have to absorb the essence and soul of animals and plants, which can also help improve your cultivation.

"Yes, Patriarch. I once heard that a disciple with evil intentions came out of a sect. He practiced this kind of evil art. However, the disciple's physical body had long been killed and sealed, and those who practiced this kind of evil art were injured. Tianhe needs to gather a large number of dead souls for consumption, and even the underworld is arresting cultivators!"

Uncle Jiu knew the dangers of this evil magic, but why did this evil magic appear again?
"We can just capture him and ask him!"

Ding Hai took action directly: "Water cage!"

This is the Moe King's own water manipulation skill, which was able to trap this paper man just now.

The paper man left just now, but a water polo suddenly appeared in front of him, forcing the paper man to stop and try to escape in another direction.

But the water ball had already locked onto it and shot out several chains transformed from water to directly entangle the paper man. The paper man also became wet and could not fly away. He could only let the water chains trap him. It was dragged into the water balloon.

"Come!"

Ding Hai made a slight move, and the water ball flew directly in front of him.

"Speaking of which, little one, who sent you here?"

The paper man did not respond when soaked in a water balloon.

Ding Hai raised his eyebrows.

"Since you don't say anything, then don't move for a moment and let me be healthy!"

Ding Hai still used the old method of absorbing spiritual thoughts and invested his consciousness into the paper man. However, as soon as he touched the paper man with his spiritual power, the paper man began to tremble uncontrollably, and then fell apart. .

Ding Hai: "."

Isn't this little thing so fragile?

"It seems that the person behind it noticed and destroyed the paper ghost." Uncle Jiu frowned.

"Forget it, I thought I could tell from this paper figure who is behind the scenes, but now my reaction is quite keen."

Ding Hai removed the water ball and stopped paying attention to the paper man.

"By the way, which lineage of disciples used to practice the sorcery you mentioned?" He suddenly became a little interested.

"I remember that he seemed to be a founder of Qingyun Temple in Tianjing, but I forgot the specific name."

Uncle Jiu thought for a while and then replied.

Albatron View?
Why does it feel a little familiar?
Ding Hai was also stunned when he heard this, but he didn't know where this sense of familiarity came from.

"Forget it, in this case, the people behind the scenes will probably give up paying attention to Yizhuang for the time being. I remember that I will have to go to Huang Baiwan's place in two days. Please rest more these two days."

After all, Ding Hai didn't want to think about it anymore. He was going to Huang Baiwan's hometown backstage. It happened that he could see if he could photograph the vampire and study it. If he wasn't very obedient, then let Xiao Huang teach him a lesson. pause.

On this day, Huang Wanwan sent someone to pick up Ding Hai and others. After getting on the carriage, they headed towards Huangjia Village.

Along the way, except for Jiale and Wencai chatting, Ding Hai and Uncle Jiu had nothing to say.

The noise didn't stop until the carriage approached Huangjia Village.

The village chief, who had received the news a long time ago, saw the carriage and hurriedly led people to greet it.

The village chief showed a warm smile: "Master Ding Hai, and Uncle Jiu, welcome to Huangjia Village. I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Uncle Jiu, you are finally here!"

"This is the Maoshan senior Mr. Ding Hai whom Huang Baiwan mentioned. Welcome!"

A group of clan elders also greeted him one after another. After all, this was an expert invited by Huang Baiwan of their village, so he couldn't be careless.

It seemed to Ding Hai that most of the people in this circle had their hairlines moved up, or had gray hair on their temples, but their mental state was not very good.

"It's not too late, business is important!" Ding Hai urged.

"Master Ding Hai is right, let's set off now!"

The village chief led everyone on the carriage and continued towards Huangjia Village.

Huangjiacun is located in a remote place, but the green mountains and evil winds do not exist here. It is probably not a problem with the Feng Shui pattern.

Uncle Jiu observed the environment of Huangjia Village through the narrow car window.

"Two experts, I must have told you that millions of people have told you that recently, many pigs, dogs, chickens and ducks suddenly died in our village, whether due to evil spirits or something. Many old people and children also died for no reason. We invited several Even the doctor could not find out what kind of strange disease it was, and some villagers were quarantined in the township office to prevent it from being infected."

The village chief began to tell the two people about the abnormality in the village.

"Is there such a wicked village chief?" Wen Cai interjected.

"Ok?"

Uncle Jiu glared and Wencai shut up.

"It's okay. What this little brother said is true. Our village chief has been quite evil recently, so we invited a few people to come and see if there is something wrong with the Feng Shui in our village?"

"Don't worry, village chief. I will help you figure out the problem. But I'm not there yet. I'll find out when the time comes."

"I hope so." The village chief sighed.

After the carriage entered the village, Ding Hai could see a sad look on every villager's face, and a gray aura condensed on his head. The atmosphere of the whole village looked very depressing.

"Two masters, you must save our village! If this continues, I, the village chief, don't know what to do?"

The village chief was a little excited, and Uncle Jiu quickly said a few words of relief: "Village Chief, you can rest assured. Since you just said that you have hired a doctor and you can't see it, it may be Feng Shui or some evil problem. If it is If so, I will definitely help you solve the problem."

The village chief calmed down after hearing this, and was not as excited as before.

After all, many people have died in the village in recent days. After all, he is the mayor of this village, and he is under great pressure.

At this moment, Ding Hai noticed a pointed roof outside the carriage window. Isn't this a church?

He remembered that this church was still visited by the vampire Cao.

"Uncle Jiu, Master Ding Hai, we are here!" The carriage was in front of the village hall gate. Under the leadership of the village chief, one person entered inside and came to the isolated house.

There were people of all ages and women in the house, including some thin young men, all looking sickly.

"Uncle Jiu, Master Ding Hai, can you please see if there is any problem with them?" the village chief requested.

"Don't worry, let me take a look first,"

Uncle Jiu came to a child and took his pulse, and the man next to him followed suit, and then walked to the village chief.

"How is Uncle Jiu? Have you found anything?" the village chief asked quickly.

"They seem to be invaded by a sinister spirit. Although I can help them dispel it temporarily and relieve it for a period of time, treating the symptoms does not cure the root cause. As long as the source is not found, this will probably happen again."

Uncle Jiu explained.

"Then please Uncle Jiu, please save them first. I'd be very grateful!"

The village chief was overjoyed. Let alone cure the root cause, he wanted to cure the people first.

"Then please ask the village chief to prepare these things for me."

Upon hearing this, the village chief hurriedly asked people to prepare, and quickly prepared what Uncle Jiu wanted.

Uncle Jiu took out a piece of talisman paper and muttered a few words. The talisman paper in his hand spontaneously ignited without fire, and everyone around him exclaimed in surprise.

The talisman paper turned into talisman ashes and was thrown into a basin of water by Uncle Jiu. He then stirred the water with peach wood branches and then sprinkled it on the sick villagers. The water droplets stained with the talisman ashes soon fell on these villagers. body.

Ding Hai could also see that when these villagers were contaminated by the talisman water, the evil aura surrounding them was quickly dissipating.

"Okay, let's just give them a bowl of ginger syrup."

After doing this, Uncle Jiu reminded him.

"Okay, okay, I'll have someone get ready right away!"

The village chief was also a decisive person, and soon several women prepared ginger syrup for the sick villagers to drink.

It didn't take long for the villagers lying on the hospital beds to regain their complexion, and the previous weakness and coldness disappeared.

The village chief on the side was also pleasantly surprised.

This. This is good!

"Uncle Jiu, you are really amazing. They were all cured!"

The village chief was also excited and wanted to bow down to Uncle Jiu immediately, but Uncle Jiu couldn't accept it. After all, the village chief was considered his elder in terms of age, and his life would be shortened if he knelt down to him.

"Uncle Jiu, thank you very much!"

"It turns out to be Uncle Jiu, no wonder I healed so quickly!"

The villagers were still too weak to salute because they had just recovered, but they were grateful to Uncle Jiu.

Some of the villagers obviously recognized Uncle Jiu.

Ding Hai also didn't expect that Uncle Jiu's reputation would spread to this remote village.

"Thank you, I'm just doing my duty as a disciple of Maoshan." Uncle Jiu's face felt a little hot after being praised like this, but he felt very comfortable inside.

"Uncle Ninth, you are so humble. Without you, how could they have gotten better so quickly?"

The village head laughed.

"Village Chief, let's go check out the Feng Shui of your village. It's more important to solve the source of the problem."

Uncle Jiu did not answer his words but led the topic to another place.

Afterwards, the village chief took Uncle Jiu and Ding Hai to the top of a mountain.

"Village chief, the Feng Shui pattern of your village is also very good. The golden toad on the left offers auspiciousness, and the water flows out of the middle hall on the right. Looking forward to the courtyard and the cranes, with the Jingshan Jade jade pillow at the back, it is the sign of wind and water. Logically speaking, who has both wealth and prosperity? Wang, I said, right?"

Uncle Jiu stood on a cliff and looked around the top of the mountain, his brows flashing with joy.

The village chief grinned when he heard this: "Uncle Jiu, thank you. We have invited many Feng Shui masters before, and they all said the same thing. But if there is no problem with Feng Shui, why on earth would something like this happen in our village?"

Then he wondered again. If there was no problem with Feng Shui according to Uncle Jiu, then why had so many strange things happened in the village recently?

"Village Chief, don't worry about it. Although this Feng Shui is good, there is something wrong with it. Feng Shui, in addition to looking at the overall pattern, the most important thing is water. Maybe it is the water source in your village. something is wrong."

Ding Hai interjected appropriately.

"Ah? Master Ding Hai, are you telling the truth?" The village chief was also surprised.

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know as soon as you check it. As long as you find the water source of your village, won't you know it?"

"Then let's go to the water source quickly! I know where the location is!"

The village chief spoke.

"it is good."

Then, the village chief quickly led a group of people to their destination.

There is a small waterfall-like stream at the water source, with gurgling water and a gurgling sound.

But Ding Hai felt something was wrong.

After all, in this hot summer, standing in a water source should feel refreshing and comfortable, but for everyone, it is bitingly cold.

Also, he saw that the vegetation farther away from the shore was growing vigorously, but the vegetation on both sides of the water source seemed to be dying and lifeless.

This shouldn't be!
Isn't it generally better where vegetation grows near a water source?

But this looks decidedly wrong!

It's obviously a water source problem!

Uncle Jiu also noticed something was wrong, so he said, "If I read it correctly, the water level pattern here is like a dragon ball spitting hole."

"Dragon Ball Spit Point?"

the village chief asked.

"It's the dragon spitting out pearls. You see, the water ring has been eroded by mountain streams for many years and traps the water flow. It is the so-called dragon spitting out the water level pattern."

Uncle Jiu explained, and then he dug out a smooth and round pebble under a rock in the water source.

It's just that this pebble seems to have cracked, and the corresponding fortune has also been lost due to the cracks in this pebble, and the corresponding wealth of Huangjiacun has also been dispersed.

"Why did this dragon clan split?"

Uncle Jiu frowned.

Then he came to the side and pulled out a plant from the water. He saw that the roots of the plant had turned black and rotted.

This situation made Uncle Jiu frown even more.

Then he tied up a fish with bamboo and found that the fish seemed to be dead a long time ago. When he opened the fish's head, he found that the gills of the fish were also black and rotten, emitting a fishy smell.

Uncle Jiu threw the dead fish aside and said seriously to the village chief: "Village Chief, as the ancestor expected, there is a problem with the water source here. Please tell the villagers not to drink the water here in the future."

(End of this chapter)