Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 198 Bet
Hanba has the property of absorbing water, so I used the water from the Wangchuan River to find its location.

The method of taking the water from the Wangchuan River is quite special, simply walking through the yin is not acceptable, because the water from the Wangchuan River brought up by walking the yin is just an incarnation of Gang Qi, and it does not have the ability to find drought demons.

Therefore, the method of "borrowing" must be used.

If Yang people borrow water from the underworld, they must use their Yin virtues. Ye Feng doesn't know how much water from the Wangchuan River they borrowed, but at least one liter of water from the Wangchuan River is required. One million years of Yin virtues are needed for one liter of water from the Wangchuan River.

Then, with the special secret method of the witch religion, the water of the Wangchuan River will be attracted by the Hanba, and it will turn into clouds and float to the location of the Hanba, allowing it to absorb it.

The Witch Cult used this method of spending money to find a small Hanba, which is enough to show that they attach great importance to this Hanba.

It seems that the drought here is really not simple.

"One million years of virtue! It's really a big deal." The fat man murmured.

He has been with Ye Feng for such a long time, and he knows that the most worrying thing for Ye Feng every time is Yinde. If he is asked to borrow the Wangchuan River with Yinde for 100 million years, it is better to kill him.

"The cost of this method is so high, the accuracy rate should be very high." Fatty asked.

"Of course, one million years of Yin virtue. If the accuracy rate is low, who will use it! And I still look for such a small evil as Hanba. Unless this Hanba really does too much evil and is very good at hiding, then there will be Yin people to borrow Wangchuan. River water, and will be borrowed in the name of many people to share the consumption of yin virtue."

When Ye Feng answered, he pointed to Zhuge Ming: "You can see how nervous this kid is. He is very afraid that this Hanba will appear here."

"Aren't you afraid?" The fat man became a little nervous after hearing Ye Feng's words, "You can be sure that there is no drought here just by looking at it. He is a player of yin and virtue. No matter what, the result should be more accurate than yours."

"Whether it's accurate or not, it doesn't depend on how much Yinde it costs. I can guarantee that there is no drought here, and their work is in vain.

But this also proves that this Hanba's cultivation is so high that he can even trick the water of the Wangchuan River. "

Jiu Lan looked back at Ye Feng, and obviously heard Ye Feng's words, and snorted coldly.

Ye Feng even waved at her shamelessly.

"I hope your judgment is right. If you say that, I don't know what to do for you." The fat man sighed and became alert like Zhuge Ming.

The shamans began to direct the people to dig the graves one by one. After digging four or five, there was nothing in it except the ashes.

"Continue!" Jiu Lan refused to admit defeat, she had already fought Ye Feng.

The people around gathered more and more, and many new faces gathered here. It was obvious that the Liu family had also arrived.

Ye Feng was still holding a piece of dogtail in his mouth, leaning against the tree trunk and whistling.

More and more tombs were dug up, and the villagers who worked as laborers changed one crop after another. Most of the tombs here have been dug up, but where is the shadow of the drought?

The sky is getting later and later, and the graves are being dug less and less...

Zhuge Ming's expression also relaxed, showing that smiling look: "Yes, I didn't misread you."

"So-so." Ye Feng yawned, and shouted to Jiulan and the group of wizards:

"Okay, stop digging, there is no Hanba here at all, they are all fake graves of Hanba."

All the wizards looked at Ye Feng with hatred, and the man wearing the tiger mask said sharply: "Are you suspicious of our wizard's methods?"

"I didn't say that." Ye Feng shrugged, "If you are so aggressive in looking for Hanba, you must know that the cultivation level of that thing is different from that of ordinary Hanba. If there is a problem with the method, it is excusable, right?"

"You!..." The man in the tiger mask gritted his teeth and prepared to settle accounts with this kid, but Jiu Lan stopped him, shook his head, and said that you have a way to find Hanba?

"I didn't say." Ye Feng replied, "I just made sure it's not here."

"Fathers and folks invited us to catch the drought mantle, and we have invested a lot of money. Are you not here if you say you are not here? Could there be a mistake in the guidance of Wangchuan River?

Heh, I think you want to trick us into leaving, and then kill this Hanba yourself! "

The man in the tiger mask said viciously.

"Then you can do whatever you want, I have plenty of time." Ye Feng made a gesture of invitation.

If you can't find Hanba now, you will be slapping yourself in the face in front of everyone.

"Dig! Dig up all the tombs here, Hanba must be inside!" The man in the tiger mask gave an order, and everyone continued to dig.

Ye Feng didn't want to waste any more time from here, so he stood up and said we're leaving.

"Don't go!" Jiu Lan yelled, pointing at Ye Feng: "You little Taoist, stay here for me, there must be a drought here! I want to bet you! I want to hit you in the face!"

Seeing that the witch cultists immediately surrounded the three of them, Ye Feng thought that there was no need for any conflict. Anyway, Zhang Lingxiu was also helping him find the whereabouts of Hanba, so he simply threw his backpack on the ground:

"Okay, how do you want to bet."

"I bet there must be a Hanba here! If there is, you have to kneel down and shout three times, Grandma Xiaojiu, I'm wrong, I, Maoshan Taoist priest, are little trash!"

"If not, you can do as you like, just yell Papa Ye three times, and you don't need to insult your witch religion."

"Okay, it's a word!"

"A word is settled!"

Jiulan was so angry that he asked people to dig, even if they dug three feet into the ground, they had to find out the Hanba!
Ye Feng was not in a hurry, and just waited beside him.

There are fewer and fewer tombs that can be dug, and there is still no sign of Hanba, which makes Jiulan's forehead sweat.

But she did not admit defeat, and could only hope that the remaining tombs could be dug out.

Ye Feng suddenly felt a strong yin energy emanating from the crowd. At first Ye Feng thought it was the Liu family who were about to make trouble, but then he felt something was wrong.

It's just a strong Yin Qi, and there is not a single trace of Gang Qi mixed in it.

Ye Feng looked around in confusion, Zhuge Ming smiled and said, are you already looking for an escape route?

"No, don't you feel a Yin Qi? Very strong Yin Qi!"

As the descendant of Qimen Dunjia, Zhuge Ming's ability to perceive Yin Qi should not be weak, but his face seemed to be unresponsive.

"Yin Qi, why didn't I feel it?"

Ye Feng didn't explain too much to him, but tried hard to locate the position of Yin Qi, and finally, he fixed his eyes on a woman in Tsing Yi.

This woman was covered with a turban worn by rural women, her face was dirty and hidden among the crowd, and the body of the Tsing Yi was also dirty and tattered, but Ye Feng was sure that this Yin Qi was emanating from this woman of.

He stared at the woman intently, and the woman watched intently the witcher digging the grave, as if she didn't notice anything.

About ten seconds later, the woman in Tsing Yi looked at Ye Feng and showed a faint smile. Ye Feng got up, but the woman in Tsing Yi disappeared out of thin air.

Ye Feng's eyes widened, and he drew out his mahogany sword and used the Maoshan God Walk to catch up, but was stopped by Jiu Lan:
"Little Taoist priest, do you want to run away? There are only seven tombs left, Hanba must be inside!"

"Don't block me!" Ye Feng pushed Jiu Lan smoothly, and quickly chased after her without any scruples about the soft touch from his hand.

But after chasing for hundreds of meters, there was no trace of the woman in Tsing Yi, and even the Yin Qi disappeared without a trace.

Ye Feng was shocked in his heart, it's over, the one he met this time could not be Tiannv Ba!
If it is really Tiannvba, then this matter is really no small matter.

He thought about this matter, and slowly returned to the middle of the tomb, only to find that Fatty and Zhuge Ming were tied up by many villagers.

Zhuge Ming still looked at Ye Feng with a smile on his face, while the fat man was full of despair.

"What are you doing!" Ye Feng yelled, flipping out two small Wudi coins in his hand, and cut off the ropes on the two of them.

"He's back! Kill him!" Jiu Lan yelled angrily, and everyone in the Witch Cult rushed forward.

"Madman, I feel that the name Lin Xiaoyu gave you is really correct." The fat man sighed and said, "Your uncle ran away, why did you take the opportunity to touch other girls' breasts!"

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, she was too anxious to chase the girl that day, now that she thinks about it, it seems that there is something wrong with the touch from her hand.

It was his fault for doing this, he quickly put away the mahogany sword and raised his hands to surrender, not continuing the misunderstanding.

The people from the witch religion tied him up and threw him beside Fatty and Zhuge Ming. Jiu Lan blushed and interrogated them condescendingly.

"Why don't you do it? Relying on your ability, it's not difficult to lead the fat man to break through." Ye Feng asked Zhuge Mingdao.

"Why didn't you do it just now, why didn't I do it." Zhuge Ming still had the same smile on his face, "I also took great pains to prevent you from being blamed for the frivolous women."

"Hey, who are you talking about women! I'm only 19 years old, okay?" Jiu Lan kicked Zhuge Ming, who smiled apologetically.

"Now you lose! Hurry up and admit defeat!"

"I lost? Where did I lose? Didn't the seven graves of yours not be dug up!" Ye Feng pouted.

"I said that if you lose, you lose! If you don't lose, why did you run away with guilt just now?" Jiu Lan refused to let go.

Ye Feng understood now, it turned out that Jiulan knew that there was no Hanba here, but because of face, she couldn't get off the stage at all, and Ye Feng's running just gave her an excuse.

He simply didn't dig the remaining seven graves, and just said that there was a drought here, and let Ye Feng admit defeat first.

"If I really want to run, why come back!" Ye Feng was speechless.

"You have a guilty conscience! You...you are belittling me! You are a big villain, a rogue! You took advantage of me and ran away after losing
!Fortunately, your two accomplices are relatively stupid, you must have come back to save them! "Jiu Lan stomped her feet and cursed angrily.

"Okay, admit your mistake, what you did was really wrong." The fat man poked Ye Feng and said.

Ye Feng's face was full of black lines, why did the fat man's elbow turn outward...

Let him call Jiulan Grandma and insult Maoshan, Ye Feng is absolutely unable to do it, he has to find a way to get over this crisis...

(End of this chapter)