Chapter 820： Master, you touched my face.

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The forest is really like the aunt, the trees are tall, the sky is covered, the leaves are on the ground, and the leaves are covered with thick yellow leaves. The top layer is covered with green leaves and weeds from dead leaves. Drilled out in the green, green and everywhere, showing vitality everywhere.

Meng Ziyi's old boots were stepped on it, giving a creaking sound and the leaves were crushed.

"Master, this forest is very beautiful, it is a bit sinister." Nan Ludao.

Mencius’s face is expressionless: “I can’t see it any more.”

"Then I will tell the master. There are a lot of big trees here. They are lush with lush foliage. The green leaves are like jasper. The sun is coming in through the trees, and the light and shadow cut by the leaves are cast on the ground. With the gust, light. Swinging..."

The voice of the painting spirit is soft and pleasant, and with her deliberate lightness, the sound becomes more comfortable.

After Meng Ziyi heard her description, a scene was automatically generated in her mind.

Indeed... very beautiful.

I haven't seen such a beautiful scenery for a long time.

The soft, soothing voice continued: "The light shattered by the leaves hit the master's body and face, making the master's cold face look softer, a small spot of light happens to fall on the master's boots, illuminate The one at the thumb...hole, oh! Hahaha..."

Meng Ziyi: ...

I thought it was a little demon that only made people worry. I didn’t want to be so courageous, so I even dared to open his jokes.

Meng Ziyi subconsciously shrank the big toe that was about to break through the hole, and it was rare to give birth to a trace of embarrassment.

"Master, this forest is very big, the road is not early, you should be careful."

Mencius made a sound.

After a long walk, the surrounding wind seemed to be a little bigger. For a while, it was very cold, and the sunlight that passed through the cracks of the trees could not dispel the chill.

Meng Ziyi's brow slightly screwed up.

The yin here is heavier than he thought.

"Master, how are these here... trick ghost trees?" Nanxun was a little surprised to hear.

Meng Ziyi raised his eyebrows subtly. "Do you know the ghost tree?"

Nanxun explained: "Before a host liked to study feng shui, I learned some fur."

Of course, this is Nanxun's nonsense. Her knowledge of Feng Shui is learned from her ancestors. Although she has only studied for a few years, she is diligent, and she has read all the books of her ancestors.

The mulberry Yang Liu is the four big ghost trees, and it is also the four big yin trees. From the wind and water, the front does not plant mulberry, after the will not insert the willow, the courtyard does not plant ghosts and clapping hands, the ghost clapping is poplar, the poplar encounters the wind, the leaves are issued The sound of the sound is la la, like a ghost clapping.

Among these trees, the banyan tree is the most fascinating, because it is the ghost of the wood, the yin is heavy, and the big tree tumors on it are good places to attach ghosts.

"Master, is the eucalyptus really a ghost?" Nanxun installed a half-knowledge and humbly asked for advice. When Meng Ziyi heard her doubts, the voice was still flat, but it was a little smoother than before: "There is no absolute thing, such as eucalyptus, although it is a wooden ghost, but the person with correct character can use it to seek high officials. Lu, although the willow wood is yin, sometimes it can exorcise like the mahogany, and the willow itself is two.

One of the eighteen stars. Sometimes the saplings and the savage trees can be transformed into each other, which is related to the human life. ”

Nan Xiaoxiao asked: "Masters also know Feng Shui?"

Meng Ziyi: "For the sake of catching the demon, these are just common sense. We only catch evil spirits, but we will not help people to arrange feng shui."

Nan Wei: "The master knows so much."

Meng Ziyi tweeted and then went on. As he went deeper, the wind around him became colder.

"Master, I think this is a bit strange." Nan Xiao whispered, "There are a lot of willows and banyan trees here. The little girl should not be hanged on the banyan tree?"

Meng Ziyi’s voice was so heavy. “She’s obviously had a deliberate death. She was looking forward to turning into a ghost after she died. Of course, she would pick up ghosts and hang.”

"Master, I always feel that the truth is not like that of Auntie. If this ghost has sensation, can we help her?"

When Meng Ziyi heard this, the voice was colder. "I don't care if I don't care. She has killed so many people and killed!"

Nan Xiao whispered: "So... help her sink the snow before killing her?"

Meng Ziyi sneered: "You are kind."

Nanxun immediately agreed, and immediately said: "Thank you master!"

Meng Ziyi: ...

When did he agree?

"Master!" Nan Hao suddenly screamed in a terrified voice. "There is a red shadow behind you!"

Meng Ziyi snorted without hesitation. "I know that it has already come to her place where she hanged."

Looking at Nanxun, it was discovered that Meng Ziyi had stood under a ghost.

This sneaky cockroach is taller than a few trees next to it. There is a thick branch in front of it. It should be the scorpion tree that Auntie said.

Just did not expect that this neck tree is a sneaky, still a big ghost.

This ghost is very different. There are many tree tumors on the bark, and each tree has a strong or weak suffocation.

Nanxun said what he saw, and Meng Ziyi sneered. "You don't have to say that I feel it. I thought this murder was because of resentment and anger. I now seem to be ignoring her. She is raising her. In order to enhance their own way."

When Meng Ziyi just finished saying this, the banyan tree in front of him shook gently, the leaves made a rustling sound, and a burst of crying came from the tree. "Hey, hehe..."

The wind is bursting, and the cold is endless.

Nanxun heard the scalp numb.

Meng Ziyi suddenly took the scabbard and pulled out the knives.

Nan Hao whispered: "Master, you touched my face!"

Meng Ziyi couldn't help but shake the hand holding the scabbard. He almost smashed the scabbard out. He put the scabbard on the ground, then lifted the scorpion knives in his right hand, and slashed the knife against the sneaky tree.

"what--"

At the moment when the tree tumor was cut down, Nanxun heard a man’s scream.

I can listen to it carefully, but there seems to be a whisper, but the voice is extremely short, and it is covered by this scream, so it is not really true, and people think it is an illusion.

"Master, why is this tree screaming?" asked the scabbard lying on the ground.

Meng Ziyi said faintly: "It is the ghost that the ghosts have raised with the ghosts of the dead villagers. They have no chance of reincarnation. I am just a knife to free them."

Nancy: Yes, it’s just that the method of liberation is simple and rude.

Meng Ziyi cut down six tree tumors and heard six screams.

Nanxun’s feelings about the devil are complicated. Even if you have sensation, you can’t kill other innocent villagers. No, it’s not killing. It’s a direct opportunity for people to reincarnate and behave. too much.

When Meng Ziyi was preparing to cut the seventh tree tumor, a gust of wind came behind him, and a red shadow opened his five claws and grabbed behind Meng Ziyi.

Less than Nanxun’s voice reminder, Meng Ziyi has suddenly turned around, and he does not know when a pinch pinch is thrown at her. Fu Yu was in the middle of her chest, making a squeaking sound, and the red female ghost screamed and was fixed in place.