Build the underworld from scratch

Chapter 382 Staying at a widow’s house in the village

The white-bearded mage walked slowly between villages, and the rest of the people protected him from the side for the rest of his life.

Worried that he would lose concentration and be distracted, he suddenly walked and stopped in front of a stone at the entrance of the village.

He slowly walked around, as if listening to the breathing of the earth, then took out an ancient compass and carefully measured the energy in each direction.

Then the white-bearded mage closed his eyes, picked up a branch from the ground in his hand, and drew strange symbols on the protagonist of the village.

Occasionally, three or two villagers would pass by. They felt very baffled, like a monster. Some people even tried to stay away from him.

When he walked to an ancient tree, he suddenly stopped and nodded. He seemed to be having some kind of tacit dialogue with the trees in front of him. He was still mumbling something, but he couldn't hear what he was saying clearly.

He walked towards the village again, as if being led by an invisible force, when he came to the door of a house.

He carefully inspected the structure of the house, assessed his feng shui, and suddenly pointed at the house in front of him.

"This family's house is full of righteousness. Even if evil spirits come, it is really difficult to invade."

The villagers nearby were very surprised because there was a widow living in the direction he was pointing. This widow had married into three families.

The reason why he added so much was not because he cheated on her or couldn't get along, but because he had killed all three of her husbands, so she still couldn't get married.

Because others thought he was a loser, and he would be dead sooner or later if he married her. Even her neighbors and her family members stayed far away.

After all, who doesn't want to be entangled with such a person, otherwise he will die early.

But now this mage wearing a Taoist robe actually said that her family was upright, which made the villagers nearby doubt whether they had the ability to tell that this Dharma belonged to him. Could it be that the widow had asked for it?

"It would be nice not to say that her family has evil spirits, but to say that her family has righteousness, I think this mage is also a 250-year-old."

"It must be that this little widow really couldn't bear it anymore, and then she found someone who came out of the blue to talk nonsense. You can really make any money, and you can accept such unscrupulous money with peace of mind."

"Let's go quickly. I feel that this group of people is really unlucky. They have already acted in the drama, and they have hired so many people. It seems that those men really left him a lot of property."

"..."

Seeing that the mage finally spoke, the people next to him dared to come forward.

Zhao Wuxia was very curious when he heard people around him talking about this family. Is this mage's calculation accurate?

It couldn't be that the calculation was backwards, after all, the villagers' evaluation just now was not optimistic.

"Mage, are you sure your calculation just now is accurate? Why did I just hear that he married three husbands and then all died. Others say he is his nemesis. How can he be so upright?"

Gu Zhaoyuan next to him was also worried that he had made a mistake. After all, this was related to everyone's safety.

And it is possible that these righteousness may have been arranged in advance by those outside, and then sabotaged it, deliberately letting him see it.

Entering here may be a trap. After all, they encounter too many things now, and there are dangers every day, so they have to be careful at this moment to avoid more unnecessary things. The white-bearded mage did not expect to be questioned by his companions so quickly, and when he saw other people who kept silent, there seemed to be a trace of doubt in their eyes.

He really didn't expect that everyone would be skeptical about this time, which made him feel a little depressed, doubting whether his calculations were accurate.

After all, he just dared to know that this house was covered by a transparent shield. This righteousness was full and powerful, as if the house itself was integrated with the power of this righteousness.

Moreover, a glimmer of light gradually appeared in his eyes just now. Only he could see this glimmer, and no one else could see him. Only then could he be sure.

As for whether someone had laid an ambush here before they arrived and deliberately let him see these things, he was really not sure. After all, his ability could only see here.

However, seeing that everyone had been questioning it, he decided to take a closer look to see if there was any righteousness in it.

This time he changed his approach and chose to open his eyes. Sure enough, he saw another golden light shining on the house, and this light was really dazzling, even more dazzling than the light during the day.

He was really sure that there should be no problem this time. After all, he had seen it for decades and it had never failed.

"I just looked at it twice again. There is indeed Buddha's light shrouding it. The light is very golden, and it doesn't look like there is evil energy. Even if there is evil energy in it, the golden light can dispel the evil energy. Swallowed.”

Everyone looked at each other, after all, what those villagers just passed by must be true.

Because there is no need for them to lie to this group of strangers here, but they have no other place to go now, so they can only make do with it here. When the time comes, they will set up a magic circle after entering, and then they can use it. This is double insurance.

However, everyone was hesitant to enter the house. Everyone first visited its appearance outside, guessing what it would be like inside, or whether they could find any clues.

I saw the widow's house, which looked peaceful and peaceful on the outside. The house was entangled with ancient vines and surrounded by flowers and trees.

The setting sun outside the window shines through the leaves on the roof, forming mottled light and shadow. The whole house presents a deep wooden tone. A string of small wind chimes hang on the porch of the house, which makes a green and melodious sound when the breeze blows.

There are also pots of lush green plants placed at the door. It can be seen that this little widow must be a person who pays great attention to life.

Just as they were hesitating who should knock on the door first, they suddenly heard footsteps inside, and then the door opened by itself.

The person who opened the door was a woman with a well-proportioned and tall figure. She was wearing an elegant dress and a skirt that gently brushed the ground. She wore several ancient silver rings on her hands, which gave off a faint luster.

She seemed very cautious about the group of people who suddenly appeared at the door. After all, few people usually entered his house and everyone avoided it.

"Who are you? Why are you guarding my door?"

He originally opened the door wide, but when he saw this group of people, he closed the door again, leaving only a small crack open for talking to the people outside.

In the end, Master Whitebeard came to the front to talk to him.

"Madam, we came from afar and happened to pass by here. Can you build your house and rest for a night?"