Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 62 Time to Cook Shit
Zhuge Ming's text message made Ye Feng almost collapsed, his own experience is too little, and these secrets and lost Yin techniques are completely unclear.

There are only two tables left, but Ye Feng can't guess which two it will be. This is simply gambling, and there is only a very small chance to bet on both of them...

Which two will it be? Even the Liujiagou underground where I am, may have buried one of the five spirits when Hao Ming left...

When I was at a loss, an unknown number sent a text message with only six words:
"Empty couch platform, suimen platform."

It is the name of the two dharma platforms in the Yin Sheng Chop Dragon Formation!
This text message is obviously Zhuge Ming reminding himself.

Relying on his Qimen Dunjia cultivation base, it shouldn't be difficult to deduce these two platforms.

Ye Feng thought for a while, and replied a text message: "Thank you."

But the unknown number never replied.

The location of the empty couch platform and the Suimen platform are very similar, both in a villa area called Ziyuan, which has just been completed and there are not many residents yet.

After Lin Xiaoyu's evacuation, the place is now completely empty.

Without further ado, Ye Feng hurriedly evacuated Liujiagou, and at the same time briefly explained the situation to Lin Xiaoyu, and asked her to rush there with people and materials.

This time we needed more materials, one hundred catties of lime, one hundred catties of excrement, twenty catties of cinnabar and ten catties of saltpeter.

Lin Xiaoyu frowned when she heard this, "Lime, cinnabar, and saltpeter are all easy to talk about. Where do you want me to find a hundred catties of feces?"

"Arrange for a fecal suction truck or something, it must be delivered anyway." Ye Feng said seriously.

"I'll try my best..." Lin Xiaoyu also reluctantly agreed.

When Ye Feng arrived at Ziyuan, a group of policemen had already arrived, and a truck loaded with lime, cinnabar, and saltpeter stopped outside the door.

"Where's the poop?" Ye Feng asked immediately.

"Team Lin has already gone to look for it, but what's the use of Master Ye's things..." A policeman asked with some doubts after knowing Ye Feng's identity.

"Isolate grievances." Ye Feng said four words simply, and there was no need to explain too much to him. First, he walked into Ziyuan and found the villas located at the two Fatais, and then carefully measured them.

"One hundred catties, maybe it's just right..." Ye Feng murmured, and suddenly he smelled a smell of feces wafting over with the wind, and about two fecal suction trucks drove in.

"Little rascal, I got all the things for you, what are you going to do now?" Lin Xiaoyu stepped out of the police car next to her, and asked, holding her nose.

"Find two large enough containers, put fifty catties of lime, fifty catties of excrement, ten catties of cinnabar and five catties of saltpeter in each, and stir well."

Lin Xiaoyu didn't know what Ye Feng was going to do, so he could only follow through. He requisitioned two big green tanks from nearby villagers' homes and put all these things in them.

After the lime and the liquid in the feces became hot, a strong smell of boiled feces came from the scene, causing some policemen who were weak to bear it to spit it out.

"Damn it, it really stinks..." Fatty Wang took a few steps back, the disturbing policeman couldn't stand it and retreated, and Ye Feng took over and continued to stir.

"Ugh... Miss Ben can't take it anymore, so I'll withdraw first." Shu Bing was used to smelling the smell of various medicines, but the smell of boiled excrement was really pungent, the stench mixed with the heat, it was simply overbearing...

"Hmm...it's almost there." Ye Feng looked calm, and looked at the ingredients in the two large vats that were evenly mixed.

Looking up, except for myself, everyone else is about 100 meters away from me.

It seems that there is no hope, Ye Feng shook his head, picked up a large tank, walked to the villa where the vacant bed was, and placed it at the entrance.

Another large vat was also placed at the entrance of Suimentai Villa. After finishing all this, Ye Feng walked towards the crowd.

"Don't come here!" Lin Xiaoyu yelled in horror, Ye Feng now looks like he has been soaked in shit.

"I'm not a ghost..." Ye Feng's face was full of black lines, "Then can you help me get something?"

"what else?"

"Hmm... let's have a drawer of steamed buns stuffed with leeks..."

……

Lin Xiaoyu was completely convinced now, Ye Feng actually sat on the ground 50 meters away from them, chomping on the buns!

The scene could no longer be described as stench, it was so suffocating that even breathing felt like a punishment, but Ye Feng could still eat.

"Little slave, what on earth are you doing with this? Is this also a Taoist formation?" Lin Xiaoyu shouted from the air.

"Not really, it's just a way to isolate the grievances." Ye Feng replied, "As long as the grievances are isolated, even if there are thirteen dead people in these two positions, it will be of no use."

"Since there is such a method, why didn't you use it earlier?" Lin Xiaoyu was puzzled.

"This method will lose its effect as long as the fever of the lime is over." Ye Feng replied, "And it can only be used once. There is less than a day before a month. It is most suitable to use it now."

Lin Xiaoyu hummed, and at the same time told all the policemen to pay attention to the movement around them through the walkie-talkie, and if they found Hao Shuai, they would arrest him immediately.

Ye Feng sat down cross-legged, resting his chin and watching the movement around him boredly. The fever of fifty catties of lime can last for about a day. If nothing happens within a day, then the yin dragon formation will be broken.

But can that mother-in-law fox and Hao Shuai really let it go?
The sky was slowly turning black, and the time had already slipped to midnight at twelve o'clock. At this time, the yin energy was at its peak, and Ye Feng cheered up.

Everyone at the scene looked radiant, there was no way, the smell of boiled shit was really refreshing.

And it's been such a long time, it's like time to cook shit, and the stench of stagnation rises and rises.

"Boy, you are so smart that you can guess the location of my last two altars."

A gloomy voice came from all around.

finally come.

Ye Feng stood up, holding King Wen's mahogany sword in his hand, paying attention to the movement around him and the changes in Yin Qi.

But in the middle of the night, the yin energy changed so much that Ye Feng, who was keen, entered a short-term failure state.

Suddenly, a soft but tough rope wrapped around Ye Feng's neck, and then it was pulled back violently, pulling Ye Feng back rapidly, getting farther and farther away from Lin Xiaoyu's police team.

"Young rascal!" Lin Xiaoyu yelled loudly, ready to be chased by someone, but someone next to him fired a shot into the sky, which startled her:
"Who shoots! Don't shoot without my order!"

"Captain, there are people in the villa over there!" One of the policemen yelled loudly, and two consecutive "bang bang" gunshots made everyone understand that it was the gunshots from the villa over there.

But there is no police force deployed there!

"Go and have a look!" Lin Xiaoyu was impatient, watching Ye Feng being dragged farther and farther away, but there were more and more gunshots around him.

"Captain, there are also over there!"

"Captain, there are also behind!"

"Quick! Disperse, find out the situation, I'm in charge!" Lin Xiaoyu made a quick decision, and after dispersing the police, he grabbed his gun and chased after him, "Fatty, Shu Bing, you two look at this! Don't leave!"

……

Ye Feng's neck was tightly locked by that thing, and he couldn't break free at all, because the dragging speed was too fast, Ye Feng's first reaction was to bite the tip of his tongue and spit at the soft thing, but strangely, the thing There was just a sizzling sound, but it didn't let go.

The blood on the tip of the tongue is the most yang thing, and Ye Feng's blood on the tip of the tongue is even more powerful with the power of lightning.

But it was too late to think, and it took almost a moment to take the thing and drag Ye Feng into the forest.

He took out the five emperors' coin in his hand, recited the mantra silently, and cut the flexible thing in half.

"Master's." The sudden drop made Ye Feng's expression very ugly. After falling, the thing disappeared quickly under the cover of night.

"Do you think you can run away?" Ye Feng said bitterly, took out a Chasing Qi Talisman in his hand, put the soft rope-like thing that he cut off on the Chasing Qi Talisman, and threw it into the air.

The chasing talisman circled twice in the air, then flew straight forward, but fell down after flying.

Ye Feng held the sword and looked to the ground, and found the body of a child. One arm was as thick as a rope, but the other arm had been severed from the middle.

"Little rascal!" Lin Xiaoyu also chased after him at this time, looking at the corpse on the ground and then at the ferocious Ye Feng, he asked tremblingly, "Why did you put a child..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Ye Feng glanced at Lin Xiaoyu and interrupted her guess: "This is the evil thing that grabbed me. It will pull people, but once it pulls people to the place where it stays, it will die, there is a record in Sou Shen Ji.”

"Really? But what is he doing for... just pulling people, and then dying directly after pulling people..." Lin Xiaoyu squatted on the ground, looking at this child-like monster, he felt a little pity.

"It's just to pull people." Ye Feng replied, "Because it pulls people with the determination to die, so ordinary exorcism methods are ineffective against it. I'll still be dragged away by him."

"What's the situation there now?" Ye Feng asked, since someone released this thing to pull him here, it always feels like there is some kind of conspiracy.

"After you left, there were a lot of gunshots over there. I was in charge of looking for you, and the other colleagues were..." Lin Xiaoyu was taken aback as he spoke.

"Go back and have a look right now!" Ye Feng's first reaction was the same when he heard Lin Xiaoyu said that everyone was transferred away from the scene. He used the Maoshan God Walk to quickly return to the scene, only to find that Fatty and Shu Bing who stayed there were all lying on the ground.

In the villas at the empty couch and the Suimentai, thirteen corpses were hung on the doors respectively, floating in the wind, looking very scary, but the big vat at the entrance, but long gone...

(End of this chapter)