In the days when there is no electricity in the remote mountain villages, there is no entertainment except squatting on the street during the day. In the past, both of their villages had casinos. Now, what everyone lacks the most is money. Who would use hard-earned money to gamble? However, some old men and women still play cards with one or two points.

The coins are almost extinct in the outside world, and they are still very popular here. There is no price question here, because few people buy things in small shops, and most daily necessities and food are self-reliant. Scotts are used to play cards and enjoy their lives. As for the money that costs more than one yuan, they are all saved.

As soon as Shen Bing and I entered the village, we immediately attracted the attention of people all over the street. We were dressed so fashionable that we were obviously from the city. As a local bun, I actually found my self-esteem here. While I felt interesting, I also felt a sense of sadness in my heart. Everyone understands this kind of sadness and will not explain it.

Mr. Shi is a very withdrawn person. When he came, Mr. Gu talked about this person in detail to us. He usually does not take the initiative to interact with others and often locks himself up at home. His wife and three children rarely go out. So much so that their family, on North Sanpo or South Wupo, is recognized as very old-fashioned. They are like corpses all day long and do not say anything when they meet others.

But this man did have a few tricks in Taoism. The two villages often suffered from yellow skins and evil things, and he worked hard to solve them. Because everyone was poor, he didn't charge any money. He helped one person and only collected a bunch of incense. This kind of thing can be made in almost every household in the local area. The raw materials are fragrant wood or tree bark. Grind it into powder and add flammable crop straw, and then mixed it with herbs, stir it with water, and press it into incense sticks in containers.

So although Mr. Shi is considered very strange, it is very popular and he is praised when mentioned. Because of this, their family lives a poorer life than ordinary people. This situation is exactly the opposite of the outside world. Just take Mr. Luo as a small liar who is rich, but he is a skilled Mr. Yin and Yang, but he is not as good as others. That is really a strange phenomenon.

Shen Bing and I were also full of curiosity about him and wanted to meet this strange Mr. Yin and Yang.

Mr. Shi's house faces south and north, and opens the door in the north, which makes us feel particularly confused. The entire village is based on the inherent Feng Shui layout, facing north and south (sighting the sun), but his family is opposite to others. This is really a strange thing. What's even more strange is still behind. The house layout of the village is built according to the Feng Shui layout of the Yang House. The disciples and the main owners are the main owners, and the misalignment of the feng shui of the Yang Houses is a basic common sense of irreversible changes in Feng Shui of the Yang Houses. However, the layout of his family is completely unreasonable. The owners of the doors are not worthy and the main owners are incompatible. According to the theory of the eight doors and nine stars, it is a great haunted house, such as the five ghosts passing through the palace, the six evil spirits are in chaos, and the misalignment of the greedy wolf.

The second uncle of the man, I was stunned when I saw this kind of Yangwan pattern. Is this still a place where people can live? There are so many bad omens. When they move the river map and Luoshu, their family should have major disasters every year, and minor disasters every month. I am afraid that there will be no minor disasters every month. How did they survive? I really suspect that Mr. Shi is a Yin-Yang Mr. from Mars, and the American Yin-Yang Mr. American did not do this.

After standing in the yard for a few glances, I felt strange everywhere, and there was no tree or grass growing in the whole yard. Especially at the four corners of the yard, I don’t know what was placed, and it was covered with black cloth. In the center of the yard, there was a stone-carved tower, which looked very similar to the twelve ghost dragon tower, but it was dozens of times smaller, more than one person tall, and the number of floors was not enough, and there were about seven or eight floors.

There is a one-meter-long stone altar in front of the tower, with an incense burner filled with incense ash on it, and a brazier covered with black and gray marks in front of the table. It seems that Mr. Shi often worships the tower and burns paper.

Shen Bing used his hand to make me a bucket and blunt his mouth to the tower. I nodded and didn't say anything. Because at this time the duck had already led the way to the door of the house and said politely: "Is Mr. Shi at home? I came from Nanwupo, please ask me something."

The door of the house was closed tightly, and it was silent for a long time. The duck turned around and shook his head at us. We understood the meaning. Mr. Gu also said that if he asked Mr. Shi and he would close the door and remain silent, either he was not at home or he did not want to meet guests, he would have to come again another day.

Shen Bing pouted: "What, I've been running for more than two hours in vain."

I smiled and thought to myself that you were wrong. It took less than five hours to take it back. I looked up at the silent door of the house and always felt that there was someone inside, and the owner probably didn't want to see a guest. I guess I might be frightened by San Xieguiyin and dared not meddle in other people's business. But they have already come, and the five-hour mountain road that has been coming and going, can't be wasted?

The duck turned around and walked back to me, "Let's go back and come back tomorrow morning."

I raised my hand and waited, walked to the low tower, looked carefully at the pattern on the stone sculpture. I immediately felt nervous, it was exactly the same as the appearance of the Ghost Dragon Tower. However, each floor of the tower was empty, and no portraits of ghosts were carved. I thought that this was picked up by Mr. Shi in the mountains or made by himself. This thing should be underground, not exposed on the ground, or it would not be formed into a deep cave hidden dragon structure.

No matter how he did it, he often worshiped this thing, just treating the tower as a great god. So he put his hands behind his back and said, "The God King Wu Du likes Zha, and the evil charm returns to the position and fractal!"

When Shen Bing heard this, he asked blankly: "What are you reading? Why are you so familiar with it?"

I whispered to her, "Did you forget that pipe?"

Shen Bing suddenly realized "Oh" and remembered that this sentence was the twelve-word witch curse hidden in the pipe. It once destroyed the big guys in the Twelve Ghost Dragon Tower.

The door creaked and saw a man wearing a filial piety belt, wearing a mourning uniform, sitting cross-legged inside the door and saying to us: "What are you asking for me?"

The duck was stunned and then said, "We came from Nanwupo. I am Gu Laozhong's nephew. I want to ask you something."

The man ignored him, but stared at me with his eyes curled up and asked, "You are not from Nanwupo, are you? May I ask, where have you heard this spell?"

This middle-aged man with a pale face, thin skin and short head, has bright eyes, which can be described as lightning. It seems that his eyes can see the heart, which is particularly sharp. When I looked at his eyes, my heart trembled slightly for no reason.

"I saw it from a pipe." I answered truthfully. Because if I want to win the trust of him, I must tell the truth, otherwise if I don't agree and get kicked out by him, I'm afraid he will not be willing to see us.
Chapter completed!