C39

Although Grandpa won't teach me how to kill the weasel, but just think about it, there must be a way.

I leafed through the ancestor notes, looking for clues. After rummaging through the entire morning, although I couldn't find a way to record the murder spirit, I still managed to extract some clues from some of the incidents. I had a general idea of what was going on in my mind.

There were also talismans that were specifically aimed at the Qilin, but in order to draw a talisman that could restrain the Qilin spirit, one needed a very high foundation and spiritual force. I had to draw a few that could restrain the Qilin spirit talismans, but I was still unable to draw a talisman that could restrain the Qilin spirit at the moment.

I first went to the neighboring village to buy seven silver needles from the old doctor, then I sent the little monkey to the bamboo forest to cut a lot of arrows, then I went to the butcher's house and stabbed all the arrows into the bodies of the pigs that were waiting to be slaughtered that night. The pig was in great pain. It howled incessantly, but it could only let it down.

The big monkey immediately went to the county hospital to buy two oxygen tanks. Then, he gave the task of buying two dolls about the same size as Xiao Niu and two sets of wigs. Xiao Niu then went to the chemical factory to buy a bucket of cinnabar.

Afterwards, I dug out a gossip ditch in the courtyard of Lin Hai's house. I bought some cinnabar and grinded it to fill up the gossip ditch. Then I covered the leaves with willow leaves to cover the yang energy of the cinnabar and sprinkled them with mud powder.

After the doll and the wig were bought, I put the wig on the doll. He cut some hair off Sisi and Miaomiao before stuffing them into the wig. Then, the cloth doll was given to separate the clothes of the two siblings on the boat. He then bought two piglets and drugged them. After losing consciousness, he removed all the cotton from the cloth doll and stuffed the piglet inside.

In the evening, he took the mud from the bottom of the well and sealed Miao and Sisi with mud from the bottom of the well. The butcher's pig cut open its stomach and took out all the bamboo arrows, hiding them by the side.

He busied himself until the sun set, and finally finished all the rest.

I'll have the village head inform everyone in the village not to come out tonight, close the door and go to sleep.

I sat in the Eight Trigrams Formation with two cloth dolls dressed up as thoughtful and wonderful. I covered the faces of the two cloth dolls with cloth.

"Come! "Aren't you vicious? I'll watch over these two sisters today. Let's see if you have the guts to do so!" I said aloud.

I sat cross-legged in the dark, looking out at the courtyard.

The weasel will definitely come again. Last night, he was able to take away Miaomiao before my eyes. If it wasn't for the help of the hammer, Miaomiao would have already been killed by him. It was arrogant and would definitely come again!

I sat until about ten o'clock in the evening, when the weasel didn't show up. I hadn't slept for two days and nights. I was dizzy and my dark circles were very heavy. Because I was already very satisfied with my spirit, I couldn't cover the Yang Fire in my body any longer. Otherwise, the weasel could charge into my body and use my hands to kill and think, making me blame myself for the pain for my entire life.

Not only was I unable to cover the Yang Fire, I even tapped the area between my eyebrows with chicken blood. This way, it will protect the Spirit Gate and prevent the weasel from getting on my body. The older generation liked to smear a little bit of red on the forehead of their children. The women and children of India were still used to painting a little bit of red on the forehead of their children, which was to protect the spirit gate.

Around eleven o'clock, the cloth doll disguised in an exquisite appearance suddenly stood up. Yes, he had stood up. The piglet in the cloth doll had been drugged enough to sleep for two days and two nights, so it couldn't wake up. Even if it did wake up, it wouldn't be able to stand up.

The weasel must have been fooled!

I immediately turned around and pressed the doll down. I took off the cloth covering my face and inserted the seven silver needles I had taken out from my sleeve into the seven orifices of the pig head, sealing the weasel's soul so that it couldn't take them out of the piglet's body.

After I plugged it in, I rolled over and plugged in the big fan that was already there.

A strong wind blew away the mud powder and willow leaves on the ground, revealing the vermillion sand. Piggy ran around inside but couldn't get out.

I grabbed the rooster out of the chicken coop and was about to cut its throat when my cell phone rang. He saw that it was his neighbor's brother's number.

Grandpa must have borrowed his phone to call.

After a moment's hesitation, I answered.

"Hey, River, have you considered it yet? "Please don't kill my spirit, my family has only given away souls for generations, they have never been killed before!"

At this point in time, my grandfather's words to me didn't make me feel conflicted, because I was determined to kill the weasel. However, his words would only make me suffer. The principle that all the ancestors of pain clung to was destroyed by me.

"Grandfather, people have good people and bad people. The labor camp is also a place to help the bad people improve. But, why are there still some bad people that get shot to death?" This was because there was no cure for these kind of bad people. "Therefore, there's also a good spirit soul. If there's anything that can be gifted, I'll definitely gift it to you. But this weasel has killed too many people, and there's no cure for it. It has to be killed."

"River Water, when you were very young, I could already see that you were very smart. Some things can be figured out by yourself, but why do you have to be so smart in this matter?" Grandfather's voice was hoarse.

"Grandfather, just take it as me letting down our family ancestors. Today, I will definitely kill this evil spirit!" I hung up and turned off the phone.

Piggy was still running around inside the Eight Trigrams Formation. I cut the chicken's throat and spilled its blood on the Eight Trigrams Formation's cinnabar. Cinnabar immediately burned its essence, energy, and spirit. It kneeled down in front of the piglet and begged me for forgiveness.

I replied, "Now you know to beg for mercy?" When I begged you to let the big monkey family go, why didn't you think about it? It's worse than your wife or your children. Well, you shouldn't have to kill two of Big Monkey's daughters. How old are they? Understand what? It was you who insisted on killing them, so don't blame me for it! "

Piggy kneels there, kowtowing to me and shaking his head.

I took out a slingshot and took out the bamboo arrows that were stained with the fresh blood of the pig. When the pig was pierced by the arrows, it was in great pain and resentment, so much so that it was filled with killing intent. And this infernal energy was all directed at these bamboo arrows. Thus, these bamboo arrows now carried an extremely heavy infernal energy.

"Go to hell!" I shot a bamboo arrow into the piglet's left eye.

Then I shot all the arrows into the piglet's body, and the piglet lay on the ground, dying. The Samadhi Fire in the Eight Trigram Formation of Cinnabar had also been burnt.

I lit a cigarette, leaned against the wall, and finally killed the weasel. But I can't be happy, because I don't know how to face my grandfather. After a hundred years, how to face the ancestors and how to kill the spirit giver!

However, I think that as long as I explain it to them clearly, this weasel spirit is too evil, they would understand if I didn't kill it.

I flicked my cigarette on the ground and was about to clear the scene when the village chief came out of the shadows.

"Village head?" Didn't I tell you not to come out tonight? Including you! " I said.

The Village Chief smiled. I suddenly realised that something was amiss. The Village Chief was extremely cowardly, and even if he was worried about the situation here, he wouldn't dare to come alone. He would definitely bring a few people with him.

But now, it was only him alone!

The village chief walked over, clapping his hands. With a face full of smiles, he said, "Don't call me a giver. Call me a murderer!" And call upon those who kill innocent souls! "

"Who are you?" I asked, already guessing who it was, but I couldn't believe it until he admitted it himself.

"I'm sure you can kill me!" The village chief said.

"I won't, you lied to me!" I shook my head, pointed at the piglet, and asked, "Who's that on him?"

"An innocent old woman. First, she was pressed by me to her head and drowned in the toilet. Now, even her soul has been killed by you! "Hahaha!" The village chief raised his head and laughed.

"Impossible!" "She's a wonderful grandmother, and she won't do anything wonderful, or listen to your commands!"

"Don't you forget, what am I? I can even confuse people, so would it be difficult for me to bewitch a ghost? " The village chief said, "Do you think I'm stupid? "I just wanted to see just how strong you are. In the end, you were so angry that you lost your head and dispersed this woman's soul without saying anything. I killed her and you dispersed her soul, so we are the same kind of people …"

I felt unusually cold, and my body kept shaking.

The village chief walked in front of me and said, "Anyway, you've already killed an innocent ghost spirit. It doesn't matter if you kill another person. Come on, I won't be able to escape from this fat village chief who has silver needles in his seven orifices. Use the method you used just now to shatter my soul.

Gritting my teeth in anger, I pulled out all of the silver needles from the piglets' seven orifices.