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The vertical and horizontal streets are neat like a chessboard, the high and low houses on both sides are blank spaces that cannot be left, and the sun, moon and stars are chess players, holding passers-by with shadows.On the other side of the village is the sound of "cracking firecrackers", following the footsteps of Xiaodouding, the childish voiceless voice drifts away, accompanied by heavy and tireless panting.

"It's Chinese New Year! The coming year must be a good one!" He went from door to door, knocking on the door.

The bamboo tube was brushed and smashed on the steps, and he knocked it again, making the battle to drive away the beast even bigger.

Tiredness hit him, and his bones were also infected after all. After running less than half, he was very tired.His eyelids seemed to be filled with lead, and his shoulders collapsed.

He ran two steps, stopped again, and ran two more steps.

His eyes tried to light up, and he shook his head: "At the beginning of human beings, nature is kind..."

The two repeated lines of the Three Character Sutra echoed, mixing with the sound of the bamboo tube behind him.

Xiao Douding's footsteps slowed down, his head was drooping, his head was big and his body was thin, like a potato hanging from chopsticks, he was exhausted, he was muttering the scriptures, suddenly he looked back and blinked twice. lower eye.

There was nothing behind him, and even the street lamps in the street had lost their energy, and the ground was cut into pieces like tofu, one piece was bright and the other was dark.

There were two thin figures walking in the center of the village. Li Shiyi buried his head in counting the cobblestone roads, and stopped at the slightly green one in the center. With five fingers together, he gathered the simple compass in his palm and stuffed it back into his boots.

Hejia Village is built on the mountain, with the keel in the east and flattened in the west. According to the feng shui scripture "Shaking the Dragon": the dragon on the flat ground originates from the high veins, the star peaks rise from the peaks and the acupoints fall.Li Shiyi found the source of gathering dragons and gold in the village according to the star situation of greedy wolves and breaking the army. This place is surrounded by positive wind and water, surrounded by four directions, and the trees around the village are all rooted here.

Li Shiyi nodded to Song Shijiu, then bent down, pasted the Kan hexagram talisman in the north facing well, lit a lamp in the south, and wrote the Li hexagram amulet under the lamp, inserted the Zhen hexagram talisman in the firewood in the east, and finally took out the gold pocket watch. Come out, put it on the west side, and seal it with the hexagram amulet.

The gold, wood, water, and fire are placed in four directions, with a loess in the center and an eight-diagram array.

After a series of actions are completed, it is exactly the right moment.Li Shi straightened her back, took out another handful of paper, and landed on the ground, she said softly, "Listen."

The paper figurines scattered around, or climbed to the eaves, or stuck to the corners, and sat cross-legged to report to the Dharma protector.

Song Nineteen stood in the middle of the formation, and when the surroundings returned to silence, he looked at Li Shiyi, then closed his eyes, trembling his wrist, and threw the black iron floating light fan upwards.

The iron fan unfolded slowly, grabbing thousands of moonlight, and the light and shadow came out from the hollow of the fan, crushing the time into fine crumbs.On the surface of the fan are majestic mountains, graceful streams, slender willows, and brilliant spring flowers.

The petals as thin as cicada's wings trembled slightly, and the willow branches as soft as silk swayed slightly, the mountains and rivers shook, and the sun and the moon sank into the pond.

The talisman paper blown by the wind stopped, the faint candlelight in the south stopped, and the faint sound of bamboo tubes in the distance stopped.The village seemed to have a tendon, and was pulled by a pair of big hands from the ground, and the tendon was broken, and the vitality was lost.

The only exception was Li Shishi, who stood in the formation, frowned slightly, and turned his eyes to the black iron fan.

The moonlight passed through the fan, and fell like pieces of snow, falling on Song Nineteen, as if picking up her bones, and with a leisurely tiptoe, she left the ground.

The scales on the back of the hand were faintly visible, and a bluish-white dragon pattern appeared between the eyebrows. Song Nineteen had a beautiful neck hanging down, and her face was clear. She waited until the floating light from the fan had completely smudged her cheeks before she raised her eyes. Raising his right arm, with the palm upright, he gently pushed it out as if pushing against the door, and made a fearless seal.

Just like her expression, she is fearless and determined.

Tiny cracks appeared on the ground, which seemed to have dried up for decades, and scattered along the center of the formation. The cracks seemed to have spiritual consciousness, and most of them avoided the houses and residences, and struck the trees in the village like a thunderbolt.

At three o'clock in the morning, Li Shishi threw the divine order in his hand into the air, and sat cross-legged while the token was rotating. His left thumb intertwined with his middle finger, making a Dharma seal on his chest. Wish to print.

The two seals complement each other, and the divine bone first appears.

In the night, there are only the sound of staggered breathing, and the sound of hundreds of trees being shaken.Li Shixi pursed his lips lightly, and heard Song Nineteen's coquettish whisper behind him.

"Day tour and night tour, there are reasons for the universe, the chaos is not open, and time does not wait for me."

The red mole on Li Shishi's neck is delicate and charming, as if bewitched by the lingering sound of Song Nineteen.

She lifted her thin lips and continued the mantra.

"Cong Cong dies, life comes back to die, hundreds of ghosts go out, listen to my orders."

The wind cannot blow, the clouds cannot surge, the moon cannot stand still, and the stars cannot flash.The world has become a large tomb, and what governs everything is the chaotic timing and reversed life and death.A living person becomes a dead thing, and a hundred ghosts rush into the world.

Giant trees were uprooted one after another, and they were scattered victims. The roots of the trees were covered with a golden gleam, glowing like flowing fire.

Liuhuo left the host and rushed into the air in a panic, and a sword light that was as fast as lightning cut it in half, fell to the ground and smashed out pus-like plasma.

Mulan put down her sword and stood among the green bricks and rubble, her ponytail brushed her cheek like a sharp scar.

Thunder billowed behind him, dust was flying, and the Soul Ce army arrived with hundreds of horses and thousands of riders.

With a movement of Li Shiyi's ears, he heard the whirring and shaking of military flags, the clattering of horseshoes, armor crackling, arrows piercing the sky, the dead silence was replaced by noise, and the distant and closed village became a sound of blowing noise. The battlefield of the trumpet welcomes a massacre without any suspense.

However, this massacre was so beautiful that it made one's heart palpitate. The plague insects rushed out from the roots of the trees, from the cracks in the tiles, and from between the broken bodies, screaming and rushing towards the sky.The golden dotted line is suspended in the sky, with a faint whistling sound, like fireworks exploding in front of you, or like night lights rising in the distance.

There was light blue ghost fire on the tip of the arrow, as if it had shot the stars down into the world. Thousands of plague insects had no time to struggle, and were burned to ashes by the ghost fire, leaving no trace of smoke.

Li Shishi opened his eyes, and looked at Song Nineteen in front of him in the midst of the chaos of fighting. Song Nineteen's eyebrows trembled, and he opened his wet eyes to look back at her.

They looked at each other in the flames of war, also in the fireworks, in the sky lanterns, and in the stars.

I don't know if it's because the mortal body is hard to support, Li Shishi's eyes are a little sore, so she can only slightly close her phoenix eyes, and the waves of her eyes blur Song Shijiu's appearance, outlining the silver edge.

Song Nineteen saw that Li Shiyi tucked the corner of his mouth, his eyes were so quiet that he seemed to be frozen by magic.But she seemed to hear Li Shiyi asking her softly—can this massive purge bring life and hope as she wished?

The candles in the formation were about to burn out, and the fight came to an end. After kowtowing, most of the Hun Ce army returned to Mount Tai. Only Mulan and dozens of generals were left to inspect and inspect, making sure that nothing was missed.

Li Shiyi fell to the ground and held on to the bamboo basket beside her. Thin sweat stuck her clothes to her body, and she looked around panting. The ground was still like an egg whose shell had been cracked. Miscellaneous trees blocked the road, but fortunately few fell on the farmers, presumably Song Nineteen tried his best to control it.

But even so, debris still fell everywhere, and bricks and tiles flew together, as if encountering a violent storm.

The hands of the gold pocket watch turned again, and the people in the village were wiped out of the pests, and they were about to fall into a deep sleep all day.

The floating light fan closed firmly, and Song Nineteen fell behind Li Eleven.

Li Shishi looked back at her. The dragon scales on her hands had not faded, her lips were bloodless white, and her pupils were much lighter than before, like clear amber.

Li Shishi was about to go to take her, but he heard the sound of ruts on the street, which was much lighter than the other ruts. The rolling wood was no different from ordinary ones, but at this moment, appearing in such a village, But it made Li Shishi and Song Shijiu flicker their hearts and look back involuntarily.

It was not a vehicle, but a rosewood-colored wheelchair, rolling from the end of the bluestone slab, against the foggy light.

On the wheelchair was an extremely thin girl in white, with one hand covering her belly and the other resting on the armrest of the wheelchair, her fingertips trembling slightly as the wheelchair moved.

After getting closer, the two of them saw her appearance clearly. If Ayin's beauty lies in her slender figure, and Nineteen's beauty lies in her natural eyebrows, then this girl's beauty lies in her whole body, with her smoky eyebrows and deep eyes, so there is little need to look at her Clearly, with black hair and thin shoulders, it looks like a banishing fairy drawn to Chanjuan.

The girl was very weak, she stopped not far from Song Nineteenth, raised her hand to cover her lips and coughed, her slender waist was retracted, as if she had shaken off the brilliance of the stars and the moon on her body.

She coughed so hard that she couldn't breathe, and she seemed to be holding her breath, but she stopped after a while and looked up at Song Shijiu.

She said in a clear voice like spring water: "Zhulong, didn't Ling Heng discipline you?"

The author says:

Fengshui chanting mantra formations and so on are also made up.