Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

The three uncles quickly hurriedly said: "Big scorpion, I have no problem with going to the genitals, but I can't let you go." Can you go with her after you rescue her?"

Ye Shaoyang shook his head. "There is no companion on Huangquan Road. If everyone stays like you, then it is not a mess. If you go down, I promise you will overtake her."

The three uncles sighed and shed tears, and they did nothing with Ye’s uncle.

Ye Shaoyang wanted to write the situation on the charm. When he thought it was more troublesome, he simply took the Tianshi card and printed the leaf pattern with helium. Cui Fujun saw the pattern and recognized it as himself. He would investigate on his own. And the province itself said so much.

Three uncles shed tears to say goodbye to everyone, enter the charm, and fly out the window.

Ye Xiaomeng sent the spirits to Feiyuan, Shen Yan and a half, and said to Ye Shaoyang: "When are you going to save them?"

Ye Shaoyang snorted, "How to save?"

"Don't you just say it, you will definitely save the folks."

Ye Shaoyang shook his head. "That is after, go to Guixian Village now, look for death?" After thinking about it, he asked Ye Bo, "The Wang Shu, the third uncle, do you know?"

Ye Bo nodded. "I know that it was also a flood disaster ten years ago. In the forties, the length of the person is very strong..."

Ye Shaoyang said: "It is best to help me with a photo. I have to take a look."

Ye Bo promised to get him and asked: "Would you like to go to Wang Laosi?"

Ye Shaoyang nodded and asked him to go to the hospital first. He took out the map of the array that was originally driven by Gong Cao. He squatted on the table and took the pen in his hand. He painted the location of the ghost village and looked at it. The imaginative and Yejiacun's location is the Taiji fisheye, and the yin and yang discs are taken out, and the orientation is inconsistent.

The sinister disk on the yin and yang plate rolled, and Ye Shaoyang pushed it on the side while drawing on the paper. Ye Xiaomeng and others kept being there, and dared not bother. After waiting for about ten minutes, Ye Shaoyang threw the pen and grew out. With a sigh of relief, "find the eye!"

Ye Xiaomeng and others screamed and gathered up and looked at the map. "Where is the eye?"

Ye Shaoyang points to a point on the top of the map.

Ye Bo looked at it and frowned. "It seems to be Wangjiazhuang..."

A quaint three-in-one courtyard, pavilions and pavilions, like Jiangnan gardens. It is hard to imagine that this is actually a ancestral hall - the Wangjia Temple.

Ye Bo was injured, although healed to stop bleeding, but still should not move around, has been found by Ye Xiaomeng two cousins, forcibly sent to the hospital, before leaving, Ye Bo called Wang Jiacun, the village head of Wangjia Village Simply said the situation, and then caught Ye Shaoyang and his party at the entrance to the village, just as Jiang Jianhua also came.

Ye Shaoyang asked the pony to help him hold the map, and he yelled at the yin and yang disk. He wandered around in the ancestral hall. From time to time, he stopped to mark a few pens on the map. The pony looked at the symbols and could not understand it.

Finally, the goal of the performance was getting closer and closer. Ye Shaoyang looked up and found that he was coming out of the hall of the hall. He just stepped forward and walked out of the old man. The suspicious eyes swept over the crowd and finally fell on Wang’s face.

Wang was proud to step forward and whispered to Ye Shaoyang: "Mr. Ye, this ancestral hall is not casually entered. We have rules in Zhuangzi. Except for the family members of the family, the outsiders will not let in."

Ye Shaoyang said: "So I can't go in?"

Wang Deyi said: "Mr. Ye is doing things for the whole set of people. Of course, there is nothing to go in. The key is... I can't do this thing."

Ye Shaoyang was puzzled when he heard it. "You are the village head. Can you not be the master?"

Wang smiled and said: "This temple is not built by the crowd. It is the Wang Dashan people who pay for it. This old man is also hired by the nursing home. We have to go in. It is best to say hello to him... ”

Ye Shaoyang suddenly realized this. It is no wonder that the scale of this temple is so large. The garden is also well-organized. It turned out that Wang Dashan people paid for it. Although it was a temple in the village, it was built by people themselves, like a family. Of course, you can't be arrogant. I nodded and said, "I will let him know."

Wang Deyi immediately called Wang Dashan to explain the situation briefly. Wang Dashan agreed, and said that he was in the village, to accompany him for help, so everyone waited for ten minutes in the yard, Wang Dashan, Wang Qingfeng I came alone and greeted Ye Shaoyang with enthusiasm. I asked some questions and Ye Shaoyang did not hide it.

Wang Qingfeng listened and expressed his support. He took his hand and opened the road in front, and walked into the hall of the temple.

Ye Shaoyang swept away, the hall was very empty, and the furnishings were very simple. There were three high-rise and three-story cards in the middle. The middle part was a half-length portrait. The painting was a thin and long-haired old man. Black hat, wearing an ancient long gown, hanging two plaques next to it, the letter: Longgang Mountain last month, looking up to the conscience of the ancient light.

"Mr. Yang Ming!" Ye Shaoyang was shocked at first sight.

Wang Qingfeng’s surprise smile: “Mr. Ye can recognize this at a glance, is this Mr. Yang Ming?”

Ye Shaoyang explained: "There is a Taoist figure on Maoshan. I collected the characters related to Daomen from ancient times to today. I have nothing to look at. Wang Yangming’s youth entered the gate and built Dongfu, called Yangmingdong, who claimed to be Yangmingzi. After reading the Taoist scriptures and learning Taoist alchemy, it is half a sage."

Wang Qingfeng nodded: "It's not bad. In Wang Xinren's psychology, he also inherited a lot of things from the Taoist doctrine, and has a lot to do with Taoism. Mr. Ye did not know, Wang Shengren is the ancestor of my Wangjiazhuang."

Ye Shaoyang smiled slightly, and Wang surname was the first surname in the world. From ancient times to today, there are many celebrities. Anyway, he can pull one as his ancestor. Is it really hard to say? However, Wang Yangming is a real saint. At the moment, he took out a bunch of incense burners from the table next to him. After igniting, he worshipped three worships and inserted them into the incense burner before the portrait.

After sitting on the ground, fiddling with the yin and yang disk, after the hand left, after a long time, the yin and yang disk stopped, and Ye Shaoyang glanced at the pointer of the heart, and said in his heart, "The sky, the earth and the people are not rotating. Five-star long light, rotating around the moon palace, symbolizing the five elements..."

He took out an ordinary compass from his backpack and fiddled a few times. He said: "The sun and the moon are empty, and the sun is shining, the five elements are ringing, and together they are the ecliptic zodiac," stood up and looked at the corner of the main hall. Slowly nod, first retreat to the threshold, one hand clasps the stepping stone, forcefully open, and draw a black stone from below.

The crowd immediately stepped forward and looked at the stone in amazement.

In the sun, this stone reflects a dazzling luster.

"This is obsidian." Ye Shaoyang turned the stone in his hand and said.

(Continue to write, such as before 12 o'clock, can not be issued. Tomorrow plus a more chapter)