I swept the giants by fortune-telling

As soon as Shang Qing said the words, the biggest reaction was the old men around him.

One of the old men slammed his walking stick, "Yonghai! What Qingqing said is true? Where did you cut down the tree? Did you cut down the camphor tree at the head of the village?"

Yong Hai's back stiffened, "No, no, fourth grandfather, what are you talking about? Wasn't that camphor tree stolen last year? We all called the police, but the police didn't find out the results. You don't want to rant... "

The fourth grandfather was so angry that he beat him with a walking stick, "I really remembered it when you said it! The accident in your house started when the camphor tree was stolen! He even said that you didn't cut it down! Yonghai, Yonghai, that tree It has been hundreds of years, maybe it has become a spirit, if you dare to chop it up, you really have eaten the guts of a leopard!"

Yong Hai didn't dare to hide, he just took a few crutches, and said in a panic: "What age is it that you can't become a smart man... No, no, can you really become a smart man?"

The Fourth Grandfather hated iron for being weak, "I won't tell you!" Then he turned his head to look at Shang Qing, "Qingqing, show him if he can still be saved, if not, hurry up and bury him on the mountain! "

Yong Hai was on the verge of crying, "Don't worry, Fourth Grandpa, why is there no way to save... These gods and ghosts are all lies, right?"

Shang Qing raised his hand and pointed, "You can try to press the Guimen acupoint, if it hurts, it means that you are being targeted by something. The more severe the pain, the less it will let you go."

Yong Hai pouted, "Then what if I don't hurt?"

Shang Qing: "That means you have nothing wrong."

Yong Hai was still somewhat disapproving.After he started running long distances, he traveled all over the world, consciously gained a lot of knowledge, and scoffed at the sayings handed down in the village, always thinking that it was made up by the old people in the village to scare people.

In particular, the one who told him these words now was a child with no hair yet, and he didn't even believe a word of it.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the ghost gate.

In an instant, a stabbing pain spread all over his body, and his expression changed immediately.

Shang Qing has been paying attention to his expression, and nodded when he saw this, "It was all a small fight before, and now it seems that you have murderous intentions. What did you do?"

Yong Hai's lips trembled, and he opened his clothes in disbelief. How could it hurt so much?He wasn't sick or injured, and he wasn't injured. How could it hurt so badly when he was touched lightly?

Ghost gate hole... He was actually being targeted by a ghost?Thinking of what Shang Qing said just now, he was startled, and suddenly raised his head, "Master... I beg you, please help me!"

Shang Qing was impatient, "I'm asking you something, what are you doing?"

Grandpa Fourth and several other old men also pressed, "You brat! Tell me what you did!"

Yong Hai shrunk his neck, seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he stammered, "I, I... the camphor tree at the entrance of the village was indeed cut down by me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard an uproar around him.

Not only Fourth Grandpa and Aunt Cao's elders, but also the surrounding people began to curse.

You Ziming and Meng Huai stood in the crowd, feeling that saliva was being sprayed all around:

"It really was he who cut it! I said that the tree had grown for hundreds of years. Why was it stolen before it was born? During that time, no outsiders came to the village!"

"This tree was planted by our ancestors, and the ancestors said that it should not be cut down! Isn't this kid just trying to die!"

"The young people of today are really inferior to each other! They dare to do anything!"

"Hey! When I was a child, I also thought about cutting down that tree and building a playground at the head of the village to play basketball. I didn't expect him to do it..."

You Ziming and Meng Huai shrank their necks at the same time, and looked at each other: the people's grievances are boiling... This Yonghai is really good.

Yong Hai shivered from being scolded, and quickly said: "I didn't cut it blindly! When I was running a long distance, I met a boss who bought this kind of wood. I was afraid that the village would disagree, so I took my brothers to cut down the tree... ...This camphor tree was bought for 12 yuan!"

"I didn't take the money alone! At the beginning of the year, I built the road for the village entrance, and that's where the money came from. Everyone left for that road!"

Shang Qing looked at his incoherent sophistry and shook his head, "An old tree that has become a spirit has protected your village for hundreds of years, and let you, an unfilial son, sell it for 12... Man, it is really stupid."

There was a lot of voices around, Fourth Grandpa and Aunt Cao were so angry that they cursed at Yong Hai.

Yong Hai knew he was in the wrong, so he lowered his head and dared not make a sound.One hand was still touching his Guimen acupoint, and he didn't know if he regretted it.

After the fourth grandpa finished scolding, he looked several years old again, and the wrinkles on his face concealed deep helplessness.He walked up to Shang Qing and said, "Qingqing, this stupid kid did something wrong, but the crime is not worthy of death. Let's see, can you save his life?"

Hearing this, Yong Hai quickly raised his head and watched eagerly.

Shang Qing sneered, "Why can't he be guilty of death? Isn't it fair that he killed someone and they want his life?"

Yong Hai's face turned red when he heard this, and he stopped talking when he wanted to say something, with a bit of dissatisfaction on his face.He's a human being. Isn't it funny that a person pays for a tree's life?

The fourth grandfather sighed, "That's the reason, but he is also a child who grew up in the village. Can you discuss it with Lao Shu again? If he can spare his life, we are willing to send offerings to Lao Shu."

Shang Qing glanced at the old man and sighed slightly, "All right, take me to the place where the tree was cut."

Yonghai was clever this time, and hurried to the front to lead the way.

A group of people came to the village.

There should have been a towering tree here, but now it's time for sprouts and long leaves to swing gently in the wind.But now, there is only a huge deep pit in the original place, running across the yellow and white land, like an ugly scar.

Shang Qing jumped into the pit.

The soil in the pit has dried up, and some dry tree roots can still be seen. These roots are still clinging to the ground, as if they can imagine the unwillingness of a dying creature.

Shang Qing burned a talisman, sniffed it lightly, pushed aside another stone, and picked up a pinch of yellow animal hair with two fingers.

Fourth grandfather worried: "How is it?"

Shang Qing put away the animal fur, and said calmly: "This old tree has lost its wisdom, and it is not it that wants to kill."

Fourth Grandpa was even more worried, "That's..."

Shang Qing: "Have you ever heard the rumors of Baojiaxian? There is Baojiaxian in your Caojia Village, a yellow fairy. This yellow fairy has been with the old tree for hundreds of years, and has a deep friendship. Now the old tree is cut down Yes, Huang Xian avenged him and wanted this kid's life."

After Shang Qing finished speaking in a few words, the fourth grandfather sighed, "Baojiaxian... I forgot, my grandfather did say that there is a yellow fairy in our Caojia Village, and he taught us not to hurt the yellow fairy."

Yong Hai couldn't help poking his head, "That... Baojiaxian can still kill the person he wants to protect?"

Shang Qing said coldly: "Naturally, I can't kill you for no reason. If you did something wrong, can't you still be killed? The Baojiaxians are all righteous, and they hate people who don't distinguish right from wrong and forget righteousness when they see profit."

Yong Hai retracted his head in fright, but there was indeed a trace of regret in his heart.He didn't believe in ghosts and ghosts before, he just thought that the tree grew there for nothing, so he might as well exchange some money to subsidize the family and build a road for the village.

Thinking about it now, if he knew that the tree was intelligent, would he still do this?

Shang Qing didn't bother to talk to him, and said to the Fourth Grandpa: "Prepare some things for me, I'll find this Huang Xian out for a while, and see if I can save this idiot's life."

The fourth grandfather naturally agreed repeatedly, and then hurriedly ordered people to prepare.

After a while, the cinnabar, incense and roast chicken that Shang Qing requested were all ready.

Shang Qing went directly to Yong Hai's house, sprinkled cinnabar in a specific direction in the yard, lit incense, served roast chicken, and then set fire to the lock of hair.

The idlers around were chased away by him early in the morning, only Yong Hai, Fourth Grandfather, Aunt Cao, You Ziming and Meng Huai were in the yard at the moment.

The moment the hair was ignited, everyone felt a strange smell coming from it. It smelled like an animal, but it was not unpleasant, and there was a hint of incense... They couldn't help but wonder: Is it here? ?

At this moment, a gust of wind blew open the door, and a whirlwind of shadows that could not be caught by the naked eye came in like a whirlwind, and rushed towards Shang Qing with a clear goal!

The Yellow Immortal stood up, as tall as a person, the hair on his body stood up like steel needles, and the black nails pierced out of his front paws.

However, Shang Qing remained motionless.

A trace of humanized doubt flashed in its eyes, and it paused in its forward pounce, as if it was blocked by some transparent barrier, and then its abdomen was swept heavily, and its huge body flew out.

Huang Xian fell to the ground, and the ground showed a mark drawn out by the cylinder.Its ears trembled nervously, and its eyes looked around. It could feel that there was an extremely powerful force nearby, but it couldn't see where it was.

Can't beat... Huang Xian landed on all fours, turned around and ran to the door.

At this time, Shang Qing took out the jade pen, and waved the input of spiritual energy - the cinnabar on the ground was stirred, and a long line was drawn.

Red lines were flying in the air, and soon formed a circle around the yard.As soon as Huang Xian ran to the door, he just hit the red line, rebounded and fell back.

Naturally, it refused to admit defeat, and rammed around desperately.

The few people in the back could only see the red light flashing randomly in the yard, and a yellow figure scurrying around, they were so shocked that they didn't dare to breathe out.

Holding the jade pen, Shang Qing carefully moved the red line.For him, it was just a matter of moving his fingers to shoot this Huang Xian to death, but it was a little difficult to capture him alive.

The main reason is that Baojiaxian is an animal fairy family, and there is always a bit of brutal animal nature in him. If you don't subdue them, they won't listen to you.

And in a place where no one could see, Fu Lianzhi let out his long tail and surrounded his young man in circles, like a dragon guarding his treasure.

The ghost king is also miserable, he would rub his tail secretly for fear of being beaten.

Finally, the red thread shrinks and tightens in circles, trapping Huang Xian alive.

Huang Xian struggled and twisted, and said: "I didn't expect a master to come... I lost to you today, if you want to kill or cut it, you will do it!"

Shang Qing hooked his fingers, and when Yong Hai came over, he kicked his knee, making him kneel down in front of Huang Xian, "This idiot made a mistake before, his family wants to ask you if you can spare his life."

Huang Xian's eyes were complicated, and after a while, he said: "He has guarded the village for 280 years, bless the villagers with good weather, peace and happiness, but now he was killed and sold for 12 yuan by the little boy he guarded and grew up. You let me let him go , you say, am I willing?"

Yong Hai had long been frightened by the weasel who could speak human, so his legs went limp, and he fell on the ground, not daring to move.

Shang Qing: "People cannot be resurrected after death, but spirits are different. As a wood spirit, although he has escaped, there is still a turning point."

Huang Xian: "Can you bring him back to life?"

Shang Qing nodded, "Naturally."