mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 901 A Bottle of Iced Black Tea

"That's right, it's in the shape of a human being." Jiao Yuhang explained, "This is called a soul-sealing nail, and it's used to drive the "dry bone pile"."

"Dry bone pile?" Di Junxiong frowned, looked at Xiao Feng beside him, but saw a thoughtful look in his eyes, as if he knew what a dry bone pile was.

Jiao Yuhang said in a deep voice: "Perhaps you have heard of the legend about dry bone piles, each layout is different, and the function is different.

The only thing is that this kind of practice is recognized as harmful!

According to the pattern engraved on it, I can probably determine that this kind of nail is used for suppression. "

When "repression" was mentioned, Xiao Feng's eyes flickered, and he thought that Master Jiu was always out of tune, but he didn't expect it to be quite reliable this time.

Jiao Yuhang paused, and continued: "There are many ways to play dry bone stakes, but this kind of nails that need to be engraved with suppression symbols are mostly used on living people.

I was fortunate enough to read the notes of a senior, and there was a record of using living people to dry bone piles.

200 years ago, it was a disaster year. The severe drought stretched thousands of miles, and the grain was not harvested.

However, there is no one who is willing to wait for death.

This senior passed by a village and couldn't bear to see the whole village dying of thirst, so he taught the villagers a way.

This method is..."

"Drought bone pile." Di Junxiong said for him.

Jiao Yuhang nodded: "The specific method is to nail the Soul Sealing Nails into the living person's hands, feet, dantian, heart, and eyebrows respectively.

Then choose a fierce place and bury people in it, so that the rain will fall. "

"Isn't this nonsense?" Di Junxiong was full of disbelief.

Xiao Feng didn't publish a glance, and he was an audience with peace of mind.

Jiao Yuhang laughed and said, "Don't tell me, it's recorded in the notes that after the dry bone pile was driven down, the sky was originally clear and the sun was shining, but suddenly it was covered with dark clouds and thunder rolled.

Halfway through the burial, it began to rain heavily.

After the rain stopped, water gushed out from the well in the village.

In fact, the senior was not sure whether the dry bone pile was really effective, but he just thought that it would be better to give it a try than to die of thirst. "

"And then?" Xiao Feng asked.

Jiao Yuhang sighed: "Although it rained and everyone in the village was rescued, the senior who provided this solution felt uneasy.

It is true that he saved many people, but the one who was used to drive the bone pile should die?

What's more, this method is not safe. The Soul Sealing Nail seals the soul of the person who died in vain, but it also seals the resentment. Once this kind of resentment erupts, it is no joke!
In particular, the corpses of "Dry Bone Pile" will not decompose. Once the corpse changes one day, it will inevitably bring disaster to innocent people.

Therefore, before leaving, the senior left a message, asking the people in the village to pay homage to the person who was driven down as a dry bone stake, which is a kind of trivial compensation.

In his later years, the senior still felt uneasy, so he asked his disciples to go to the old village to have a look, and it turned out..."

Having said that, Jiao Yuhang paused on purpose.

"Hurry up!" Di Junxiong patted the table again.

Jiao Yuhang coughed twice, changed the subject and said, "I'm thirsty, here's a bottle of iced black tea."

Di Junxiong was annoyed at the time: "Heh, do you still have iced black tea?"

But Xiao Feng said: "Give it to him."

Di Junxiong couldn't help but listen to Xiao Feng's words, he got up and pointed at Jiao Yuhang, "Okay, wait, iced black tea."

Taking advantage of the time when Di Junxiong was going out, Xiao Feng put one hand on the table and tapped his fingers lightly, which was his habitual action when thinking.

And what he was thinking about, of course, was still about the seven nails.

If what Jiao Yuhang said was true, why did he only see seven nails, and where did the corpse go?

Could it be that Pang Tong's purpose was to dig out the dry bone piles buried in the ground?

"Can the dry bone pile be controlled artificially?" Xiao Feng asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Jiao Yuhang's eyes changed, as if he didn't expect Xiao Feng to ask such a question.

Xiao Feng rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I'm just curious, since the heavy rain has come, water has been provided, and people have been saved, why not dig out the dry bone pile and burn it directly?"

Jiao Yuhang nodded knowingly, and replied: "Actually, when I first saw this story, I also had the same question.

Master told me that the dry bone pile on Fengshui is equivalent to a spring.

Once this spring appears, it cannot be destroyed or changed artificially, otherwise it will lead to greater disasters. As for the consequences, I have never heard of anyone trying.

However, you just mentioned artificial control. There is such a method, but dry bone piles are rare. Finding them can be said to be more difficult than finding a needle in a haystack, and it is basically impossible to achieve. "

Hearing this, Xiao Feng nodded secretly, basically affirming that Pang Tong dug away the dry bone pile.

As for how the other party knew that there were dry bone piles buried there, it was beyond his ability to know.

What's more, since Pang Tong dug away the dry bone pile, there must be a way to control it.

Thinking of this, Xiao Feng couldn't help asking: "Is the dry bone pile powerful?"

Just after asking, Di Junxiong came in with a bottle of iced black tea and put it on the table forcefully: "Drink it!"

Jiao Yuhang stretched out his hand to hold the iced black tea, and snorted coldly: "Iced black tea, iced black tea, is your black tea iced?"

"Don't push yourself!" Di Junxiong gritted his teeth.

But Xiao Feng turned his head, looked at himself, and said in a rather impatient tone: "Go and change the bottle."

"Master, he..."

"Stop talking nonsense, just change if you want!"

Jiao Yuhang laughed loudly, and said in a villainous tone: "Did you hear that? Change it if you want!"

"boom!"

Di Junxiong clenched his fist and hammered it on the table, but he didn't say anything more, and obediently went to change the "ice" black tea.

Xiao Feng said: "Let's continue, if the dry bone piles fight, is it good?"

Jiao Yuhang seemed to sense something was wrong, and frowned, "Why are you so interested in dry bone piles all of a sudden?
Also, this soul nail..."

"I want to write a novel, and I need to accumulate materials." Xiao Fengxin said nonsense.

Jiao Yuhang naturally didn't believe it, and murmured: "When I finish telling the rest of the story, you will know whether the Dry Bone Pile is very powerful or not.

Is there any smoke?
Come on one! "

Xiao Feng looked at the guard at the door and asked, "Brother, do you have any cigarettes?"

The guard walked in with a black face, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, and handed it to Jiao Yuhang.

Jiao Yuhang's eyes showed obvious disgust, but he still picked it up and twitched it.

Not long after, Di Junxiong came in with a bottle of iced black tea with ice shards on the outside, put it on the table and said, "Come on, iced black tea, you can freeze it to death!"

Jiao Yuhang chuckled, shook his head, unscrewed the bottle cap, and actually took a few gulps in a row.

Then, let out a cheerful voice: "Ah... so cool!"

Xiao Feng and Di Junxiong were both speechless.

I know, this guy is drinking iced tea.

Those who didn't know thought they were doing that.

(End of this chapter)