Episode 12; Taigong's Method

A group of adults who left the village and looked for Zhang Chengfeng before they walked a few steps, they saw a large group of children coming back to the entrance of the village. A man grabbed Zhang Chengfeng's body and picked it up and left.

The four sweaty soldiers of the Tiger Ben were finally relieved. When they saw the adults, the children were finally no longer afraid and followed the adults back to the village.

"Seventh uncle is back, you see?"

"Oh, it's good to be back."

"Hurry up, let the child down before talking about it."

When Liu Wangshi saw that the son he got was unconscious, she immediately started crying again. Liu Laoshi quickly persuaded him;

"I said, don't cry. Uncle Seven lived to be ninety years old and had nothing to do. I have seen it? Most blind dates in the village are present, and you can always save your son. Don't make trouble, okay?"

"Well, that's OK, I won't cry."

A strong man touched Zhang Chengfeng's chest, then touched his nose, then raised his head and said embarrassedly;

"Uncle Seven, this is...nothing."

"Oh...Oh..."

"Oh my third room..."

As soon as he heard the words that were not angry, Liu Wang's eyes turned pale and fell backwards. Several of his eyes quickly came over to support him and arranged it into the house.

Liu Laoshi was also anxious this time;

"Uncle, do you think you can still save me?"

The old man didn't say anything and kept thinking. The villagers next to him were busy with each word and every word they said to the master!

"Third brother, it's not that my younger brother is talking nonsense. If you touch it, it will be cold."

"Yes, honestly, your son is completely out of breath. How can he save this?"

"Oh, this child is really in trouble. He just fell into the river and was rescued for a month. This time he was beaten by God again... What's this? This is?"

"Uncle Seven, I'm afraid that the people from the underworld will come and take them away soon?"

"I think it's mysterious. I can't figure it out, and I'll be here to get someone."

"Don't say it, I really feel cold, maybe I've come."

"Stop it!"

The old man suddenly scolded him, and the audience calmed down, and the old man pointed at a few strong men;

"My old man suddenly remembered an important thing. Let's talk about it later. This child is exhausted, but his soul is there. I can tell at the look of his face."

"Uncle, no one can do anything about it now."

"Yes, Uncle Seven."

"That's right, there's no doctor."

"Even if there is, it's eight hundred years later when I invite you here."

"You guys, hurry up and dig a hole here, it's a little deeper, hurry up."

"What? Uncle Seven, you can't be buried at your doorstep, right? This is not good, this?"

"Yes, Uncle Qi, if you want to bury it, you have to bury it far away, right?"

"That's right, how can I say that I'm burying my doorstep?"

"Who said I'm going to bury it? I'm helping you. Three kids, hurry up and take out the guys. If they don't dig, you can dig. If you have a fast speed, there will be some people who can save you."

"Okay, okay, uncle, don't worry, go now."

Without saying a word, Liu Laoshi ran into the side room and took a few handfuls of guys, and then came over and started to move towards the place where the old man pointed.

"I'll do it too. No matter what I want to do, I'll do my best."

"I'll come too."

"Count me one more."

The old man directed the scene;

"Dig deeper, don't be too wide. By the way, who will get seven oil lamps here?"

"I'll go, I'll go to the honest house to look for it."

"There are seven cups, I'll go to my house to get two."

"I'll go back and get two cups."

"Go quickly and return quickly."

A few neighbors and women who lived near each other went home to get a lantern. The old man directed the pit to dig and put Zhang Chengfeng in!

"Put it down, put it straight, and get the clothes neatly. Where did you get it?"

Liu Sanniang, who had been thinking about the queen's throne, was crowded in the crowd and responded quickly;

"Sword, this is the sword that Hei Niu dug out for my king, in my field."

The old man pondered for a moment before he made a new arrangement;

"Lao Liu, put the child's sword in it, I heard that this thing can calm the ghosts."

"I have also heard of uncles. I have heard that the swords and weapons that have killed people can ward off evil spirits!"

"What are you talking about? Put it in quickly."

"Okay, okay!"

"Where is the oil lamp? Have you used it?"

The old man turned his head and shouted.

"Here you come, Liu Laoshi's house has three cups."

"There are still here, there are two more."

The woman nearest neighbor to Liu Laoshi's house ran over and placed two lamps by the pit.

Not long after, another neighbor's wife also used an oil lamp to make up the numbers.

"Okay, OK, enough seven, let's light up the lights and talk about other things. Hurry up, it's going to be troublesome if you're late.

"Okay uncle."

"Okay, okay, hurry up."

A group of villagers lit up all the seven lamps with their hands and feet. Uncle Qi then breathed a sigh of relief and sat by the pit and watched the dead child for a long time;

"I have a way out for this method."

"Uncle, the solution you came up with must be of top quality."

"That's right, I haven't seen anything when my uncle was young?"

"My uncle's hand is definitely a clever one, but what's the future? Can you tell us?"

"When we were separated from the team, we entered a mountain, and there were more than a dozen families in the mountain. A strong man died, and an old man in the mountain used this method.

It was said that in ancient Zhou Dynasty, there was a firewood seller who accidentally killed someone else. The soldiers drew a jail to report to King Wen. Later, King Wen came to check and made a frank decision, and asked him to kill someone to pay his life. The firewood seller asked King Wen to go home to see his old mother again.

King Wen agreed with kindness and agreed that the person who sold firewood would come back and die in two days, but he would never return. How powerful is King Wen’s sixty hexagrams?

That was the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld. He threw a divination and said that the firewood seller was dead and there was no need to pursue this matter again.

However, the firewood seller lived well and did not die. It was just that he met Taigong Jiang. Taigong used this method to teach him to avoid the soul-damaged man. If he used this method, no one could take Silang away. Don't worry, now. I dare say that Silang can wake up in at most two days."

"So that's it? It's amazing!"

"That's right, King Wen can't find out life and death."

"That's right, King Wen is the stars in the sky descending to earth. In fact, he is a living god. Even the gods cannot find life and death, let alone those evil ghosts who come to lead people's souls."

"Oh, now, Shiro is saved."

"It's okay if you're saved. If you don't see the third person in the room, you'll be unconscious in a coma? This little talent will do big things in the future. If you're really taken away by the evil ghost, Liu's honest woman will cry to death."
Chapter completed!