Chapter 400 Pentagram Box
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Yang Zimei nodded and took out the small iron tower.
The small iron tower is really a super container of all poisons. Some corpse poisons that were scattered in the air were quickly gathered by it and collected in the stomach.
Yu Zhenzi put cinnabar cinnabar on the object, sealed a few spells, took out the corpse-repelling stick, and muttered words.
The fraudulent corpse really began to move its hands and feet, and followed the steps of Yu Zhenzi mechanically...
Yuqing tightly wrapped the broken arm on the ground with a large plastic bag, and caught up with Yu Zhenzi along with Yang Zimei who used a small iron tower to clean up the corpse poison here.
Came to a relatively remote deep valley...
Yuqing asked Yang Zimei to ignite the true fire of samadhi, burn the thing completely, and let the small iron tower continue to take drugs...
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Its daybreak!
The sun came out lazily from the east, illuminating the whole earth.
Yang Zimei and others had already dealt with the matter, returned to Yue Village, told about the corpse transformation, and told them that the people in their village would not bury the corpse in a place suitable for raising corpses in the future.
Yue Qing and others were both horrified and grateful for what happened last night. Naturally, they believed their words very much.
Yuqing said goodbye to their family and planned to take Yang Zimei to a small ruined temple on a nearby mountain to live for a few days, to collect wandering souls who escaped from the Soul Gathering Mirror nearby.
When he heard that Yang Zimei was leaving, Yue Tiantian was not happy.
He pouted and pulled the corner of Yang Zimei's clothes and refused to let it go, "Sister, don't leave, okay? Just stay at my house, okay?"
Yang Zimei reached out and touched his hair and said with a smile, "Sister is just a guest of Tiantian's house, so you can't stay for a long time, and sister still has things to do. Be good, Tiantian, and be obedient at home."
Yue Tiantian blinked his big eyes and asked, "Sister, are you going to hunt ghosts with the old fairy? Or, take me with you? I will also be the Monkey King who hunts ghosts."
"Hehe, Tian Tian is still young." Yang Zimei said with a smile, "Wait until Tian Tian is older."
"Okay, then when Tian Tian grows up, go to my sister, and then don't forget me." Yue Tian Tian stretched out his little finger and wanted to hook up with Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei hooked his little finger.
"Hanging on the hook, you won't regret it for a hundred years!"
Yang Zimei suddenly thought of the situation she made with Long Zhutian that day, and her face was filled with a touch of sweetness.
As soon as Yuqing and the others walked out of the door, Yue Tian's grandfather, Yue Feng, stopped them from behind, "Daoist, wait!"
Yuqing stopped and looked back suspiciously.
Yue Feng held a very delicate small box in his hand.
In appearance, this small box looks like it is made by Japanese-Japanese craftsmanship.
"Daoist, this is left by my late father. I don't know if it has something to do with the witchcraft this time. Please take a look." Yue Feng said.
Yuqing took the small box over, looked at it carefully, and found that there was a pentagram pattern on the bottom of the box. When he opened it again, it was empty.
"Is there anything in it originally?" Yuqing asked.
Yue Feng shook his head, "Before my father was alive, I saw that he was very precious to this box. I took it out from time to time to look at it. I didn't know what was in it, but after he died, I opened it again out of curiosity and found it was empty. No. Knowing what it means, I've been thinking about it today, maybe the tomb of my late father was witchcrafted by the Japanese, not only for revenge, but for other reasons, I hope the Taoist priest can help to unravel it."
Yuqing's pupils sank slightly and nodded, "En."
"Thank you then."
Yue Feng seemed to let go of the big stone in his heart.
Yuqing and the others hit the road again.
"Master, show it to me." Yang Zimei was very curious when she noticed that there was a faint substance on the box.
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