I take a little action, that's the limit

"Ouch... Xiao Luo, please stop fighting... I'm doing this for your own good." Brother Ma was beaten to the point where he rolled over on the ground and begged for mercy. He told me that he let me deal with the fish monster alone to train me and help me grow up as quickly as possible. .

"Brother Xiaoma, I can't repay your kindness. I can only help you kill the chicken." After hearing this, I kicked his butt twice again: "Are you comfortable?"

"Ahem, good brother, let's talk about the important matter of saving the common people." Brother Ma rolled on the spot, dodged my attack, and stood up in embarrassment.

"Save stupid people, my wounds are all bursting open." Just now I was so angry that I didn't feel anything, but now that I'm free, I realize that my arm hurts terribly.

"That brat is quite aggressive." Xiao Ma muttered, rubbed his butt and squatted on the shore, looking at the lake thoughtfully.

"What's wrong? I beat you so much that you can't think about it anymore?" I saw his brows furrowed and asked.

"It seems that the fish demon is not just a water ghost possessing the body of a fish. It is very likely that someone raised it here deliberately." Xiao Ma said seriously.

"Fostered by humans?" I took a deep breath and looked at Zhong Zhenguo, who was always watching our fight.

When I heard Brother Xiao Ma come to this conclusion, I couldn't believe it. Who has such great ability! I read in my grandpa’s notebook that this method of raising ghosts with living animals is called live feeding, and it’s not simple.

Brother Xiao Ma seemed to have noticed my doubts and said: "There are many people with great Taoist skills in the world, so raising a water ghost is not a big deal."

Maybe it was the reason why Zhong Zhenguo was here, so Xiao Ma did not continue to explain. In fact, using this method to raise ghosts has the least harm, but there are relatively few people who know how to do it. During the Republic of China, this technique of raising ghosts, together with the raising of walking corpses in southern Tibet and the raising of gu by the Miao people, were called the Three Witches of China.

As for how Xiao Ma was able to tell that the water ghost was raised alive, I don't know. I can only say that he is well-informed.

Brother Ma walked in front with a flashlight, and Zhong Zhenguo and I followed behind him. The three of us searched along the blood stains by the lake.

We walked about three hundred meters, and by the light of the flashlight, we saw the big carp in a clump of water plants on the shore. At this time, its belly turned over, its whole body turned black, and its scales fell off. Many of them looked dead.

Brother Ma jumped into the water, pulled the fish's mouth and walked towards the shore. It was okay when there was a lot of water. But when the water was shallow, he couldn't pull it up no matter how hard he tried. Finally, the three of us worked together to pull the fish up. The carp was dragged ashore.

Brother Xiao Ma told me that once this fish dies, the water ghost will have no place to stay. It is very fragile now, and I must collect it today no matter what. After he finished speaking, he took out a wooden sign engraved with runes from his pocket and threw it directly into the water.

"Brother Ma, what are you doing?" I looked at Brother Ma in confusion.

"Hey, you don't understand this. This wooden sign is made of locust wood and is called the Soul Gathering Sign. The water ghost has nothing to possess it now, and it is particularly fragile at this time. It urgently needs to find something to get into. Rest and recuperate. With the intelligence of a water ghost, it has no way of knowing that this soul-gathering card is a trap, so if it gets in, it won't be able to get out. I can just collect it again in three days."

I have to say that I learned a lot from being with Xiao Ma, and for some reason, I always feel that he is guiding me subtly. This feeling is very strange and ethereal.

In fact, the strength of Mr. Yin Yang does not all depend on the level of Taoism. Experience also accounts for a large proportion in Mr. Yin Yang's strength system. If the strength of a Mr. Yin Yang is judged by a perfect score of ten, then experience at least accounts for %, I am not being alarmist, this is the fact. For example, if you encounter a hanged man, if you want to drive it away, you can scare it away with a belt worn by a man. However, if Mr. Yin and Yang who does not know these common sense, may Spend a lot of time throwing talismans or spraying black dog blood.

The effect may be the same, but the degree of difficulty can be seen at a glance even by a layman. This is the importance of experience in Mr. Yin Yang's business. This kind of thing cannot be bought with money.

After Brother Xiao Ma explained it to me, he took out a sharp knife and cut open the belly of the fish corpse, and took out a milky white stone as big as an egg and a swim bladder as thick as a calf.

"What is this?" I asked, holding the stone.

"Don't break it for me, kid. This thing is very rare. It's called a 'monster egg'. It's made by the fish demon absorbing the soul essence of those who drowned." Brother Ma took one from my hand. He grabbed the monster egg and sighed: "With such a big monster egg, this fish monster killed at least 20 people here."

After saying that, Brother Ma returned to the car and took out a doll carved from a lotus root from his pocket. The doll's body had Xiaobao's birthday and horoscope on it. Brother Ma took the monster egg together with the lotus root doll and used a Wrapped together a piece of children's clothes, he carefully handed it to Zhong Zhenguo, and told him: "Mr. Zhong, you must take good care of this. After you go back, walk around the child three times clockwise, and at the same time keep talking about his The child will wake up with the name, do you understand?"

"Yeah, I understand." Zhong Zhenguo took the things over cautiously, and then I saw that his hand never left the clothes bag.

"Here." Brother Ma bent down and picked up the big fish bladder again, and stuffed it towards me without any explanation.

"What do you want this piece of shit for?" I hid aside in disgust.

"You are so damn ignorant. If you put this thing on the market, you can sell it for at least tens of thousands of yuan." Brother Ma looked at me like an idiot and curled his lips.

"Isn't it just a fish bladder? How could it be so valuable?" I asked curiously.

"Dry this stuff and grind it into powder. Give it to a pregnant woman to drink. It will not only relieve the pain during childbirth, but also ensure that there will be no dystocia and bleeding."

"You'd better keep it for yourself." I pushed the fish bladder back to Brother Ma. To be honest, listening to Brother Ma, this thing was really a good thing in the past, but now that medicine is so advanced, who can do it? Rare about this thing?

Brother Ma took the swim bladder into his arms without feeling dirty at all. At the same time, I saw that the big carp slowly melted into black mud, which was extremely smelly.

The three of us pinched our noses and were about to get in the car, but I felt a pair of eyes looking at us from behind a big tree. Brother Ma also paused, obviously he felt it too. After the two of us glanced at each other unnoticeably, we turned around and ran towards the hiding place of 'those eyes'. Perhaps the man didn't expect that we would suddenly attack, and was caught off guard, and directly pinned us down. on the ground.

"My skills are not that good!" I was squealing when I felt something jump on my back. I subconsciously pulled it with my backhand, but I pulled it down and hit someone with paper. The paper hit someone. It's the same as the ones we usually see burned for the dead. They don't seem to feel anything bad during the day, but they look very scary in the middle of the night.

What's even more frightening is that the paper-pricked person actually held a paper gun and stabbed me. I knew clearly that it was made of paper, but for some reason, I always felt like I was being stabbed with iron and making a big hole. He was so frightened that he had to let go of the man's arm on the ground and dodge back a few steps.

After one of the man's arms regained freedom, he put his hand on the ground and turned around to perform a roundhouse kick. Brother Ma retreated in embarrassment and stared at the man with an ugly expression.

What surprised me was that when the man turned his face, I felt chilled all over because his face was also made of paper...