After listening to Yang Zhentian's words, the fat man asked in confusion:

What is drought

Hanba is a zombie who has become a sperm. Yang Zhentian said coldly.

When the fat man heard the word "zombie", his face changed immediately. He turned to look at me, probably asking for my opinion.

Actually, when I heard the word "drought" and I didn't react at first. I just felt that the name sounded familiar. But after thinking about it carefully, I remembered that when I was a child, I heard my grandfather tell me that when he was young, there was a drought in the village. At that time, my grandfather and the people in the village went to work with the old Taoist priests in Maoshan.

Drought bone piles are also called Drought Bone. Drought Bone is a zombie that has always become a sperm or mutated. The appearance of Drought Bone is mostly caused by death within a hundred days after death due to Feng Shui problems.

The bodies of dead people who have become drought do not rot, maggots grow, grass grows on the graves, and water seeps on the graves. Once drought occurs, not only will the weather nearby be severely drought all year round, but it will even crawl out of the coffin and eat people at night, and turn to eat children's hearts and livers. If there is a drought dowry, it will not be peaceful within a radius of dozens of miles. Only by finding this drought dowry and nailing it to burn it can the harm be removed and it will rain.

However, I don’t know whether this drought is difficult to deal with, because we don’t have much contact after all, but I guess this zombie has become a spirit. Can it be easy to deal with? And my grandfather told me that the drought is difficult to find. There are too many places to hide, and it is simply a cunning rabbit.

How about it? Or do you agree or not, Yang Zhentian looked at me and asked again.

I gritted my teeth and agreed. Can I not agree now? If I don’t agree, where can I find a million to get another one. If this Yang Zhentian’s temper is offended and he changes his homage, where will I cry?

No matter what, I have to agree. I must not let the fat man die. Moreover, I have a small calculation in my mind. This drought is also a zombie, and it is a zombie that has become a sperm. There may be corpse worms in the coffin where it hides. As long as there are corpse worms, An Rushuang can quickly restore her thousand-year Taoist practice.

This is also an important factor in my agreement with Chen Zhentian.

Seeing that I agreed, Yang Zhentian nodded first and asked Fatty and I to wait for him here, but he walked into the house himself.

After about ten minutes, he walked out of the room, holding a small white blue and white porcelain medicine bottle in his hand.

He handed the bottle of medicine to the fat man and said:

The pills here can temporarily restrain the Yin-Yang Gangnamia in your body. When you get rid of the drought, I will completely untie the Yin-Yang Gangnamia for you. The fat man stretched out his hands and took it over, put it directly into his pocket, without thanking him.

Okay, fat man, let's go to Paoma Village. As he said that, we walked out of the yard together, got in the car, searched the map with our mobile phones, and drove towards Baima Village.

Senior brother, what kind of drought is not drought, it is easy to deal with the fat man driving the car and asked me.

I sighed:

If it is easy to deal with, Yang Zhentian will not let us go. As I said that, I took out my cell phone and called Master Qingfeng. I have no idea now, so I can only ask my master if he can come to help get rid of the drought. However, no one answered the phone for a long time. Where did Master Qingfeng go? I was still waiting to ask him about what the Dragon and Tiger Seven Amnesty Order was going.

The car drove all the way, but this section of the road was indeed not close. Fatty and I drove for a long time before we arrived. It was already dark when we arrived at Paoma Village.

When we arrived at this Paoma Village, the fat man and I randomly found a resident who had not turned off the lights and knocked on the door.

The one who opened the door for us was an old man. He saw that Fatty and I were both strangers, and they were carrying their own bags. He looked at us with some vigilance and asked:

What are you here for?

Uncle, we are Taoist priests from the Dragon and Tiger Sect of Maoshan Sect. I heard that you are having a dry place here. I looked at the old man and directly revealed his identity.

Sure enough, when the old man heard that I was a Taoist priest in Maoshan, his face, which was very vigilant, immediately calmed down. He first glanced at me and the fat man, and then smiled and said to us:

After working for a long time, it turned out to be a Taoist priest from Maoshan. Come in quickly, hurry up and go into the house.

After entering the house, I found that the old man lived alone in the room. Before I could sit down with my fat man, he stepped forward and asked me and the fat man:

Young man, have you eaten?

The fat man shook his head repeatedly:

We are just rushing to the road this day and haven't eaten yet.

Then I'll give the young two a few bowls of noodles. The old man said that, and went into the house to give me and the fat man a few noodles.

So we waited for the noodles to serve, put more chili peppers, and we could sweat a lot.

Half of the noodles were eaten, the old man came up to ask me and the fat man who told them that there was a zombie and a drought here.

The fat man was really good, and he told the truth while eating the noodles, saying that it was told by someone named Yang Zhentian.

The old man nodded after hearing this, looked at me and the fat man, and asked with a worried tone:

I said that the two of you really want to find the drought-ba, which is amazing.

When I heard the old man's words, I thought to myself that Fatty and I were a newcomer and were not familiar with the place, but the old man in front of me lived in Paoma Village for decades. Why not let him tell us more about the droughts that have been encountered in the local area recently? The so-called knowing oneself and knowing the enemy, and being able to win a hundred battles. This information is very useful to us.

So I put down the chopsticks in my hand and looked at the old man and asked:

I said, "Master, can you tell us what the hell is going on in your village.

That's how the old man told me and the fat man:

This drought was caused by drought. At first, there were people in the village who threw chickens and ducks. At first, the village thought it was a thief outside the village, but after a while, someone lost the cows, and then the pigs in the pigpen were also lost. Finally one night, the village chief suddenly heard the barking of the dog in the yard at home. Then the dog roared and stopped barking. Then the sound of the chickens crowing wildly. When the village chief and his family opened the door and ran to the yard, the chickens were gone, and there was no one left.

What's strange is that the door is still locked, which means that the door has never been opened and the chicken cage is opened, and everyone is shocked.

At this time, the village chief remembered his dog. When he came to his dog, he was stunned. The dog's belly seemed to have been cut by some sharp weapon. His internal organs and intestines flowed all over the ground, and there was a pool of blood on the ground. The dog's head was broken directly, separated from his neck, with only a little fur connected to his neck, as if it was torn off by something.

Later, this gradually developed into someone's family who started to lose children. At night, the child who was playing in the yard one minute before disappeared the next minute, and the door was locked well, and no one could die or corpse would be seen.

Since then, everyone has felt the strangeness and fear of things. Everyone in the village is in danger and panic. Some villagers have reported that he and his family often hear movements on the roof in the middle of the night, as if someone is walking on the roof. People here live in tiled houses. If there is a little movement on the roof, they can hear clearly.

Until an old man with great knowledge in the village said that the village was zombies and droughts. When the old man said this, the villagers remembered that the rain had not been seen in the nearby villages for half a year. They were all panicked and so they looked for experts everywhere to see them.

However, there were many experts invited, and all the people who said they were so powerful and powerful were all confessed to the grave circle behind the village. They spent a lot of money and died, but the drought was still not removed.

The old man said this to me and the fat man, and couldn't help but sigh heavily:

Alas, this is a sin, how many people have died, and all the people in the village can be moved away, and the remaining old, weak, sick and disabled can only wait to die

After hearing the old man's words, I was about to speak out a few words, but my phone rang at this time. I took it out and saw that it was my master, Master Qingfeng, who called me.

Hello, Master.

What floor are you on the hospital? I delayed something urgent last night and immediately arrived at the hospital. Master Qingfeng said to me.

I was not in the hospital. I said to Taoist Qingfeng.

What's not in the hospital? Then where are you? Master Qingfeng asked.

Paoma Village. I said.

Why did you run so far and listen to Master Qingfeng's tone? He seemed to know this Paoma Village.

The village is full of dry whale, and I am about to pull it out and destroy it with the fat man. I said.
Chapter completed!