Next to the cloud dragon, the red sun shines, and white clouds are like blood, as if there is a desolate atmosphere. Everyone is waiting and watching for a long time, and inexplicably feels a bit sad.

"What's going on?" Bao Longtu asked in confusion.

Fang Yuan whispered: "Didn't you say that I want to use the power of great victory to slash the dragon vein on the opposite side."

"Tsk tsk..." Bao Longtu sneered and said with gratitude: "You are so cruel."

"How can you get things done if you are not cruel?" Fang Yuan rolled his eyes, then turned around and said, "Mr. Cun, it's not time to go back now and open the lake to release water."

"Okay..." Cun Fusheng agreed in a daze.

In an instant, under Fang Yuan's guidance, the others reluctantly withdrew their gaze and hurried down the mountain. Along the way, everyone was in a complicated mood, full of emotion, and kept reminiscing about what had just happened. Anyway, it's certain that the situation just now would probably be

It will remain in their minds for the rest of their lives and will never be forgotten.

As everyone's mood fluctuated, the car stopped at the entrance of the village.

At this time, someone glanced at him, and seemed to see something surprising, and then hurried to Cun Fusheng and reported in a low voice.

"What?" Cun Fusheng heard the sound, his body was shocked, and then he turned to look.

"What's wrong?" The others felt aware and looked at it. Then they saw a building collapsed near the entrance of the village, with broken bricks and stones scattered all over the floor.

"What's going on?" At first glance, Bao Longtu was very surprised: "Why did the Land Temple collapse? Mr. Cun, did you send someone to demolish it?"

"It's not me." Cun Fusheng shook his head quickly: "And I have ordered it too. They are not allowed to move every grass and tree in the village, especially the Land Temple."

While speaking, Cun Fusheng's expression calmed down: "Is it said that someone did not abide by my rules and demolished the temple in private?"

When Cunfu Sheng became angry, there were also signs of storm coming. A majestic aura dispersed, which also made the subordinates next to him feel anxious and worried and afraid.

At this moment, Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "This has nothing to do with them, I did it."

"What?" the others were stunned. Then they looked at each other, with a look of surprise in their eyes. After all, from morning to now, everyone has been following Fang Yuan. Their eyes remained unreached, so they naturally knew that he had no chance to demolish the temple.

But soon, someone realized and understood the meaning of Fang Yuan's words.

"You mean the breaking of the deadlock just now?" Bao Longtu said in surprise: "As soon as the killing of the Nine Palaces Flying Stars is broken, the Land Temple will be destroyed?"

"Yeah." Fang Yuan nodded slightly: "That should be the case."

The others blinked, thinking of the huge scene just now, and thought that this might be a fact and had to believe it.

Cun Fusheng seemed surprised and happy, and hurriedly waved his hand: "You guys, go and see what the situation is in other land temples."

When a group of entourage heard this, they immediately scattered like birds and beasts, and rushed to various directions in the village. Not long after, they quickly returned, with all kinds of surprised expressions on their faces.

"Boss. Other land temples have also collapsed." One person replied, and the others nodded one after another.

"Okay..." Cun Fusheng looked amazed: "Master Fang, good means."

Fang Yuan smiled, walked gently to the collapsed land temple, and then looked carefully, as if searching for something. Speaking of which, this land temple was also collapsed completely, and the bricks and stones were broken into slag, especially the one

The statue of the land god broke from head to toe and turned into mud pieces that were only the size of a fingernail, which was very miserable.

At this time, Fang Yuan walked into the pile of mud pieces and tugged them with the flow. As soon as he pulled them out, the mud and ashes rose and spread out like fog, like mushroom clouds.

"What are you looking for?" Bao Longtu came over and was very curious.

"Find something..." Fang Yuan continued to look down and explore. His actions naturally aroused the curiosity of others, and a group of people naturally surrounded him.

Suddenly, Fang Yuan's expression moved, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that he has found it."

Everyone was more concerned about watching and saw Fang Yuan bent down and lowering his hands, picking up something from the chaotic mud slices.

"What's this?" Bao Longtu asked in surprise. He looked carefully and saw that the surface of the thing was covered with mud and gray, and the color was very dark, so he couldn't see the specific situation clearly. However, from the outline, it seemed like a doll.

I have to say that Bao Longtu still has some insight, and his guess is basically in line with the facts.

When Fang Yuan picked up the thing and patted the mud on the surface of the thing with a light hand, the thing gradually revealed its true face. It was indeed a wooden doll.

But when everyone saw this wood like a human encounter, they frowned, as if they were a little disgusted. The main reason is that this thing is a bit scary.

Wooden dolls are actually not rare. In some handicraft markets, there are many kinds of puppet dolls. However, those kind of puppet dolls are mostly heroes and cartoon characters that children like.

The most important thing is that the images of those puppets, whether majestic heroic or stupid cute, are mostly in line with everyone's aesthetic taste.

However, the puppet in Fang Yuan's hand now looks ferocious and terrifying. It is better to say it is a ghost puppet, with green face and fangs, a steel fork in his hand, and a tail hanging behind him. Such an image is clearly what the legendary

Ghost Yasha.

Bao Longtu glanced at it, and withdrew his gaze, he also speculated: "This thing should be what you said is the thing you hate to be angry?"

"That's right." Fang Yuan nodded and confirmed, without avoiding suspicion, and continued to fumble on the puppet with his palm. After a while, he seemed to have found something again, and his thumb kept coming back to wipe the puppet in a place behind the puppet.

Fang Yuan's actions naturally attracted the attention of others.

"There are words on the puppet?" Fireworks' eyes were vicious and some clues were found.

Fang Yuan raised his puppet, looked at it in the sunlight, and then pondered: "It's not just a word, but it's better like someone's birthday..."

For a moment, without Fang Yuan's words, the others suddenly became enlightened.

"That official." Bao Longtu blurted out: "The official who returned home in glory and died in vain on the way."

"It should be him." Fang Yuan sighed lightly and inferred: "It is estimated that there is such a wooden encounter in every statue of the land temple. That official was worshipped to death by someone alive. Living people were sacrificed,

Without that luck and without blessings, it will definitely be a death ending."

"It's so miserable." Bao Longtu shook his head and said, "It's pitiful."

Others are worried and scared. This kind of method of calculating people is really hard to guard against. If anyone gives them this trick, wouldn’t it be a dead end?

Fang Yuan seemed to see the people's psychology and immediately comforted him: "Don't be nervous, witchcraft is abusive, and the arrangements are very harsh. Ordinary Feng Shui masters cannot set it up. Even if they can set it up, they still need certain Feng Shui conditions.

Everything is complete, and we must consider the issue of backlash.”

"Backoff?" Others seem to understand, but they cannot fully understand.

"The way of heaven is normal, and using strange techniques to harm people will definitely damage one's own fortune." Fang Yuan explained: "Feng Shui masters who can use strange techniques basically understand this principle, so they will definitely be very cautious, so they will not take it.

I've lost my own life."

"Oh!" The group of people suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, Fang Yuan changed his mind: "Of course, if there is a Feng Shui master who can't think about it and insists on paying his life, then there is nothing he can do. The person targeted can only admit that he is unlucky."

"Damn..." Everyone was speechless and they felt so happy.

"It was like that." Fang Yuan spread his hands and said, "Maybe that official had no intention of dealing with the people of this village, but the people of the village felt that they might be persecuted, so they simply wanted to shave them all and drag him down. You guys say he was wronged.

If you are not wronged, how can you reason?"

"I really have no place to make sense." Bao Longtu agreed: "I can only cry to the King of Hell."

"So, it's hard to explain such things, so stop talking." Fang Yuan waved his hand and said, "Let's go, go up the mountain, open the lake and release the water."

"Okay..." Cun Fusheng calmed down and hurriedly led the way forward.

Not long after, everyone went up the mountain and came to the next to the reservoir and lake. At this time, the lake was still clear and clean, with the lake wavy and bright, very clear and green.

Next to the lake, there were also several people standing by. Between the lake and the ditches, they had been buried, and the long lead was pulled more than 20 meters away. Just waited for Cun Fusheng to detonate directly at the command.

Cun Fusheng looked at it for a moment, calmed down, and asked softly: "Master Fang, can you start?"

"It's OK." Fang Yuan naturally had no objection.

When Cun Fusheng heard the sound, he waved his hand immediately and gave the order. At the same time, the person responsible for the detonation also understood it. After checking it again, he decisively pressed his hands and activated the detonation switch.

"Boom!"

Without any accident, a huge explosion sounded, and among the smoke of gunpowder, the clear lake water suddenly became turbid, and then the waves surged and poured down.

With the loud noise, a huge gap was blown open in the reservoir, and the soft mud and sand quickly washed away the ditches, and then formed a turbid current that rushes and rushes endlessly.

Fang Yuan and others stood on the high mountain and naturally saw it very clearly. They saw the turbid currents like yellow dragons, the waves rolled like flowers, roaring, tumbling, and surging...

However, water has no normal shape and is largely affected by the carrier, so it can change into various forms. This is the case now. No matter how turbulent the water flow is, it can only circulate and flow under the guidance of deep grooves and pass through the nine bends and eighteen bends.

Afterwards, he arrived at the foot of the mountain very smoothly.

After the turbid current flowed around the foot of the mountain, it realized the situation of surrounding the village, and came to the flat farmland. Large areas of farmland were instantly flooded by the turbid yellow water flow.

However, it is precisely because of the wide farmland as a buffer, the rushing water also stagnates and gradually becomes gurgling, like a soothing string music... (To be continued...)
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