Deconstruction is Weird

The encirclement of the army is a large wasteland with a lot of weeds on the ground, the grass is almost taller than a person, and Chu Dong and the two can't go in blatantly, after all, the flat land can be seen at a glance, even if there are weeds It is also easy to be found in broad daylight, so the two waited until the sun went down at eight o'clock in the evening.

Taking advantage of the darkness, the two walked along the golden grass. Not long after they walked, Chu Dong saw a layer of graveyard soil that Li Hongxian said on the ground. Chu Dong picked up a handful of soil from the ground and crushed it in his palm. He opened his dark eyes and observed for a while, and his brows furrowed when he saw it.

"This is... Yin soil? Why do you need Yin soil?"

Li Hongxian didn't have the dark eyes of Chu Dong's realm, he just knew that the grave mound soil had a special effect, but he didn't know what Yin soil was, so he asked curiously.

Chu Dong sprinkled the soil on the ground with his hands and explained absently: "There are two kinds of soil on grave mounds, one is the old soil on the grave, this kind is called Yin soil, and the function of Yin soil is generally to attract ghosts and guide ghosts. , Bringing ghosts home has a certain effect on the upper body of ordinary ghosts. If you find out who is upper body, go to his grave and sprinkle a handful of soil on the person who was upper body, and lead all the way to his grave to relieve the upper body of ghosts.

The second type is Yang soil. The usual custom when going to the grave to sweep the grave is to cover the tomb with new soil brought by the sweeper from the side. It is also called pressing the head soil. There is also a special point, the soil can only be collected at noon of the second day after pressing on the previous day, and the amount of Yang soil is very small, which is a good material for the operation.

If Yang soil is used to suppress it, I can understand it. If the amount of Yang soil is sufficient, it can indeed suppress some things. After all, Yang soil is used to suppress graves. Adding new soil means crushing the grave to death and preventing the people in the grave from coming out. To make trouble, but the pavement here turned out to be cloudy soil, is it not enough to dislike this haunting? "

Although the yin and yang soils are both called grave mound soils, their effects are completely different. There are a lot of yin soils, while yang soils are extremely hard to find. One is valuable and the other is not. How many ghosts? The atmosphere of the yin soil here is very chaotic, it is not an ordinary yin soil, and with such a large amount, it is probably the soil in a certain mass grave.

Chu Dong walked forward for a while, and found that the shady soil on the ground was getting thicker and thicker. Even if it was easy to find shady soil, but with this thickness and area, I am afraid that a very large mass grave would have to be dug.

Chu Dong stopped after taking two steps forward. He pointed to the village in front of him and said, "Is this what you said there is nothing here?"

Li Hongxian rubbed the back of his head and said it was impossible, "Impossible, I purposely looked for a high place to take a look, there is really nothing here during the day, but there is no ghost in this village, it is not an illusion, nor is it a ghost."

Chu Dong couldn't see anything just by looking at it, but now that they're here, he naturally has to go and have a look. He strode towards the village and said, "Why don't you just go in and have a look?"

Maybe it's because of the boldness of Yigao people. Chu Dong would never have dared to enter such an obviously abnormal village at this time, but with Li Hongxian following him and the courage he had just turned into a gangster, Chu Dong was really not vain. He thinks that the study of the soul is better than most people in this world.

This is like doing a math problem. Ordinary warlocks memorize the answers, but the shape of ghosts is ever-changing, and there are always problems that cannot be memorized. The easiest way is to find the rules.

Passing through a barren grassland several hundred meters away, Chu Dong and the two came to the decayed village. This village looked a bit strange, and the architectural styles of each household were very different. There were thatched houses, brick houses, and Dabie. The gap between the rich and the poor seems to be very large, but all the houses look a little out of harmony, as if they are out of place with the surroundings.

According to visual estimation, there should be less than a hundred households in the whole village, which is considered very small.

[No fluctuations of ghosts and creatures have been found, no obvious hallucinogenic factors have been found in the body, and the probability that the target village actually exists exceeds 60%]

[Analysis of the overall shape of the village, building dismantling]

【Architectural style analysis, structural classification】

In Chu Dong's eyes, the village in front of him was dismantled like building blocks. Every detail that could be seen in each house was marked one by one, and even the traces of the soil on the ground were analyzed one by one. Find out where the weirdness of this village is, and that's construction time.

Although the architectural styles are slightly different, this can be explained, but the traces of the passage of time between these courtyards are too different. Some seem to have been built yesterday, while others seem to have passed hundreds of years, and they have no rules. If It is getting newer from the inside to the outside, which can be said to be the reproduction of the village, but here it is a mess and intricate.

Chu Dong looked around and looked at the rows of weeds swaying with the breeze through the starlight, and suddenly his heart trembled. The grass growing on the graveyard, isn't that the grass on the graveyard? The tall grass on the grave just surrounded the village, and it was really invisible from the outside. There was definitely something wrong with the village.

Li Hongxian and Chu Dong agreed with each other, and walked straight to the village without saying a word. Chu Dong always felt wrong when entering the village, as if there were always people walking around, but his eyes didn't see anything. Dong still had this feeling when he met the superimposed ghost creature. The imperfection of the double ghost creature affected the reality, and his senses conflicted, but this time it was slightly different from the last time. It seemed that his soul was too sensitive.

Before Daoyi’s inner demon taught him to look at the world with his heart, Chu Dong hadn’t fully learned it yet, this soul’s perception is sometimes ineffective, but if it works, it proves that there are indeed people there. Chu Dong closed his eyes and felt it carefully. One after another flashed across the screen, it seemed that many people were gathering in this village, their eyes were blank like walking corpses, and they were dressed in all kinds of clothes.

Chu Dong shook his head and shook off all the strange feelings. This yin soil must be useful for attracting ghosts. Isn't so much shady soil just to attract ghosts to this village? It's just that these ghosts didn't know why they couldn't be seen by Chu Dong, and Li Hongxian didn't feel anything.

"It does exist, but nothing the hell does work, why?"

Li Hongxian scratched his head in doubt. He couldn't see what Chu Dong said, but he believed that Chu Dong was more sensitive than himself, so he directly summoned the Yang Po golden body and played a full set on the spot. The golden light is shining, theoretically all evil things are not afraid of this thing, but these people can pass through Li Hongxian when Chu Dong closes his eyes and feels it.

After finishing a set, Li Hongxian asked, "How is it? Is it effective?"

Chu Dong shook his head solemnly, while Li Hongxian said: "There is no reaction? I have never seen a ghost that does not respond to my Yang Soul golden body. Maybe what you feel is not a ghost."

After Li Hongxian finished speaking, he cut a bloody hole on his wrist with his nails, and the blood dripped on the ground. Chu Dong soon realized that something was wrong, and those strange figures began to gather towards the few drops of blood, and Stand still and start to daze.

"There is a reaction, and the blood around you has stopped moving. What's going on?"

Li Hongxian pressed his palm on the wound and when he pulled it away, there was only a red line left, "If you are attracted by my blood, then this should be soul. Do you know why the ultimate state of a warlock is called Yang Soul?"

"Isn't it because its nature has changed and it already belongs to Yang?"

Li Hongxian waved his hand, and said seriously: "That's not the case. The soul is one body. The soul belongs to yang. The soul is our thoughts. It is the combination of our spirit, energy, and spirit. It is to clear qi, but the soul is born to be yin. Turbidity, the unity of soul and soul is chaos, there is no yin and no yang, and the soul lives for it.

If a person dies, the soul weakens, the soul prevails, and the yin is a ghost, but the soul is still there, but the balance is broken, and there is still reason.

And human cultivation is to go against the trend, the soul is strong and the soul is weak, so it is finally called Yang soul.

There has never been the name Yang Po, only Yang Soul and Yin Po. Yang Po is something unique to my Li family. Have you seen that big guy? The reason why it can be seen with the naked eye is because I injected Yang Soul into it. Qi, but this part of Yang Qi is very little. It is not that I actively inject it, it is natural. In fact, the soul is its body.

We press the soul into the body, leaving only the soul outside, and we have this Yang soul that is unconscious but capable of fighting. "

Chu Dong felt as if he had come into contact with a new continent, so he hurriedly asked: "Then these are souls? How did souls come into being?"

Li Hongxian's image of a master collapsed in an instant. He laughed and said that he had recited it all by himself. It was the general outline of the Li Family's Pure Yang Curse. He didn't understand it. It was just for Chu Dong's reference. However, if there is something that even his Li family's yangpo cannot touch, then it must be the purest po, but theoretically speaking, there is no po without a soul, and Li Hongxian couldn't figure out why.

Li Hongxian didn't learn this skill well, and Chu Dong couldn't do the same, so he had to go into the village to have a look. The entrance of the village was in disrepair and dilapidated, but there were some clear footprints on the ground, which made Chu Dong a little concerned, and remembered everything in his heart. , looked to the side and saw that there was a broken plaque, Chu Dong went over and searched the fragments for a while, the words on it read "The way to the soul, where is home?"

This word is written in Da Zou’s script, but the plaque has been weather-beaten. It was obviously broken by external force when it was broken into this shape, but there are no traces of such a fight nearby, only this plaque is broken Just dumped on the side of the road like garbage.

"That thing can't move, the village head grandpa will be angry."

Chu Dong's hands froze in mid-air. The sound came so suddenly that he and Li Hongxian didn't realize it at all. When they turned their heads, they saw a little boy in expensive clothes standing at the entrance of the village and looking at them timidly. It didn't look like Chu Dong saw a ghost, but rather like Chu Dong and the two scared him.

Li Hongxian was also worried when he saw the child's appearance. He went over and held the little boy's shoulder, and then said with an incredulous expression: "A living person?"

Chu Dong shook his head, "Impossible, it cannot be a living person."

"If you don't believe me, come and feel it. A living person has body temperature and heartbeat. You can't fool me."

"I know, and I can't see the clue, but I know this person, he is the eldest prince, but the eldest prince should be in Miaojiang now, and he has already reincarnated?"

This little boy is the little boy riding a wooden horse that Chu Dong saw in the interior scene. Even if Chu Dong's deduction is wrong, this little boy is not the eldest prince, and his soul should not be here. As the master of the interior scene, he is either The eldest prince is either one of the ghost fetuses, but it is impossible for the eldest prince or the ghost fetus to appear here.

Chu Dong was also curious and went over to pinch his body. Everything was normal and unbelievable. Chu Dong seemed to have seen this kind of real scene once, that is, the time he entered the gate of hell. It should be said that that time was not as impeccable as this time.

The little boy suddenly got angry and shook off Chu Dong's hand and shouted, "You are bad people!"

Li Hongxian watched the little boy run away and said, "Run away."

"I can see. I'm not blind. Anyone who is pinched around by two men in the middle of the night will be angry, but there is definitely something wrong with him. Let's go and see."

Chu Dong listened carefully to all the sounds in the village, but he didn't hear any breathing in the village except for the little boy. Chu Dong and the others followed him all the way to his house, which was a rather spacious house. , the door was ajar, and there were some strange sounds inside the door.

Li Hongxian pushed open the door and saw the little boy tieing up a lantern. He was obviously taken aback when he saw the two of them, and ran into the house in a hurry, coaxing the child and other troublesome things. Not knowing what to do, he could only try to explain a few words outside the house, saying that it was just a misunderstanding, they thought it was a ghost, but the child really came out.

He patted his chest and said with lingering fear: "I was scared to death, I thought you were human traffickers, what are you doing here? Everyone in the village is asleep, only me.

I'm very busy, I have to make lanterns, and I will use them for the temple fair tomorrow~"

The little boy Shake, aged no more than ten years old, doesn't seem to be too wary of people. He is the only one in the house, and has been busy making some red lanterns. The lantern looked good, and Chu Dong and Li Hongxian were also a little confused, so they chatted with him beside him.

"What's your name, why are you still lighting up lanterns so late?"

The little boy took a sharp knife and split the bamboo pole into strips, and then skillfully started weaving. There was also red paper prepared earlier, most of which were to be sealed on the lantern. It was very ordinary, and this child’s His hands were already full of wounds, but he didn't complain at all, instead he happily answered Chu Dong's question.

"My name is Zou Yan, because these lanterns will be used tomorrow. The adults are all asleep, so I have to make them. There will be a temple fair tomorrow, and it will be very lively."

Li Hongxian said casually at the side: "No matter how I look at it, this place doesn't look like it can be lively."

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