C2 Triad

Seeing that his son had woken up, Yang Lao Qi was both surprised and happy. He couldn't help but scream out loud. Last night in the middle of the night, his son suddenly had a high fever, was in a coma, and now when he saw his son open his eyes, it was as if he was reborn. Only now did his worried heart drop. He felt both joy and sorrow as hot tears welled up in his eyes.

"Son, my good son …" His mother, who was standing by the side, cried tears of joy.

"Father, Mother …" Yang Fenglin could finally speak.

"Quickly get up and kowtow to Mister Zi. It was Mister Zi who saved you!" Yang Lao Qi's face was filled with joy as he excitedly said this to his son.

Yang Fenglin was about to get up from the bed, but Mister Zi hastily stopped him, "Quickly lie down, you're still very weak right now!"

"I, I'm fine now!" Yang Fenglin's personality was stubborn and strong. He was determined to get up, but the teacher held him down. He heard Mr. Zi say, "Your business is not over yet. Tell me about what happened before you came home. The more detailed the better!"

Only then did Yang Fenglin give up getting up, nodded, drank a mouthful of hot water passed by his mother, pursed his lips and said, "Yesterday was the same as usual, our village's friends went to the palanquin to mow the grass, and after playing with them for a while, they finished mowing the pig grass and went to the bottom of the palanquin. When they were tired, they sat under the big banyan tree to rest for a while, but who would have thought that they would actually fall asleep … "But I'll be back when I wake up …"

"What time did you sleep yesterday?" Mr. Tzu asked.

"It should be around four o'clock, but it's not even five yet!" Yang Fenglin replied.

"Is the time accurate? "Don't forget!" Mister Zi's deep gaze stared at Yang Fenglin as he asked.

"This, this shouldn't be wrong, right? "It's usually that time …" Yang Fenglin hesitated, not sure.

"It can't be wrong! It's not even five yet! " At this time, Eunuch Feng interrupted by saying, "I remember that when he came back, I was just lighting a fire. I usually start lighting the rice at around five o'clock!"

Mister Zi nodded and said: "Around five o'clock, that should be the time of admission. Today is the second day, and yesterday was the first day. The direction you're going in and the location of the great banyan tree you're resting on? "

"What direction?" Yang Fenglin was a little dazed. Normally, he wasn't particularly sensitive to directions.

"The sun is setting in the west!" Yang Lao Qi said affirmatively.

"The west, the west belongs to the metal!" Mr. Zi's face was grave as he nodded his head, and continued to say: "Yesterday, I gave you Western Gold, and you took it to the West, so it's exceptionally strong, and gold is born from the ground, you're born from the ground, and yesterday, the unusually powerful gold wanted your earth to come to life, and your eight words are already weak and weak, and belong to the phenomenon of withering. It's just like a sick mother who has to feed three children who are waiting for milk, the results can be imagined!"

"Mister Zi, we don't really understand what you're talking about …" The seventh brother of the Yang family was confused by what he heard.

"Yesterday, not to mention that your yellow talisman has been lost, even if the yellow talisman was still there, you would have no good ending if you went to the west!" Mr. Tzu continued to explain.

"What? My amulet is missing?" Hearing this, Yang Fenglin quickly looked down and discovered that the familiar yellow talisman on his chest had already disappeared without a trace. At this moment, there was an additional black buffalo horn on it.

"Child, those are life-saving items. How can you casually lose them?" Seventh Brother Yang couldn't help but scold him.

"I don't know either …" "I might have lost it while playing with them …" Yang Fenglin embarrassedly said.

"Your baleful aura has not been removed. The buffalo horn hanging in front of your chest must not be removed!" Mr. Zi instructed, then said to Old Yang, "Let's go, take me to the place where he fell asleep yesterday afternoon."

Yang Lao Qi let his son rest well while he led the way towards the big banyan tree at the foot of the mountain.

Without a word, the two of them arrived at the foot of the great banyan tree. Mister Zi saw that this great banyan tree covered the sky like a huge umbrella. It was also covered the sky like a carriage. The tree trunk was as thick as a battle, and the roots were like giant pythons that circled around. It was truly majestic and shocking. Such a large tree could not be grown unless it was several hundred years old.

Strangely, other than the great banyan tree, there was an open area with no other trees growing around. It had the aura of a lone tree growing into a forest. If one looked closely, they would see many rotten tree roots.

"Is there always such a tree here?" Mr. Zi felt that there was something strange about this banyan tree, so he immediately asked Old Yang.

"That's not it. In the past, there were still a lot of trees here, but for some reason, they gradually died. I'm guessing that they were pressed down too hard by the great banyan tree!" Yang Lao Qi said casually.

He stood by the great banyan tree and looked around. Not far away, he saw a few old graves. The grass and trees grew crazily on top of the graves, and because they were too old, the original appearance of the graves could no longer be seen.

Lonely Tomb, Wasteland …

Mister Zi looked at the space between the big banyan tree and the lonely grave. The lonely grave was in the southwest direction of the big banyan tree, and it was in harmony with the big banyan tree.

To the southwest, Yang Fenglin was at the same level as him. From the looks of it, Yang Fenglin definitely had a grudge with this old grave after losing his yellow talisman.

Having a rough plan in mind, Mr. Zi immediately followed Yang Laoqi back home. When he arrived home, he asked her to prepare some food, tea, yellow paper, white paper, underworld money, and a series of other things. However, he also wrote down a table.

Once everything was ready, Mister Zi led the way. Seventh Brother Yang and Aunt Feng carried everything in a basket and walked behind Mister Zi, while Yang Fenglin followed closely behind.

When they arrived at the old grave on the southwest side of the great banyan tree, Mister Zi invited them to burn the yellow paper, light the green fragrance, offer the fasting and tea, and then burn the underworld money.

With the Seventh Elder Yang and his wife taking the lead, Yang Fenglin quickly kowtowed to the lonely grave one by one to apologize. Mister Zi, on the other hand, skillfully and quickly used his white face to make the appearance of a tiger, and wrapped three pieces of yellow paper around it.

After the ceremony, Yang Fenglin left the lonely grave with Zi following closely behind. The two of them walked until they reached the great banyan tree. Yang Fenglin continued to walk according to Mister Zi's instructions, while Mister Zi stopped.

The white tiger was placed in Yang Fenglin's footprint, and it began to mutter, "The essence of heaven and earth is widely used …" Call the stars early in the morning, lead the gods into the twilight, and bring the spirits to a thousand of ghosts … "" The gods, the turtles, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, the spirits, It will stand in front of the altar and follow my orders. It will be forbidden to hear about Devil's Luck Turtles. "

Finishing the incantation, he bowed three times and lit the three pieces of yellow paper, covering the White Tiger. The white tiger's body slightly enlarged, and when the yellow paper was completely burnt away, the tiger that was made of white face had turned into a giant golden tiger with white forehead, majestic and awe-inspiring in all four directions.

In the southwest, Shen and Yang Fenglin formed a semicircle with their unitary branches, while Zi blocked the way with a white tiger. He used Yin Shen of the six branches of the earth to attack the unitary branch, so that the southwestern Shen would not dare to agree with Yang Fenglin's unitary branch, thus, Yang Fenglin's crimes could be solved. (4) The unitary branch of the unitary branch of the unitary branch of the unitary branch of the unitary branch of the unitary branch of the unitary branch of the unitary branch of the unitary branch of the unitary branch.

Once again, the group returned home. Mister Zi had a corner of soil and water, so he formed the shape of a water buffalo and used three yellow talismans to wrap the water buffalo. After chanting, he used the yellow talismans to ignite the water buffalo.

The ugly ox was Yang Fenglin's zodiac, as well as the god of zodiac, and also Yang Fenglin's pillar of life. To the west, it worshipped the ox, and to the west, it was fire.

Since the ceremony was already over, Mr Zi let Yang Fenglin finish drinking a cup of strong tea and waited for an hour without any reaction.

Logically, if the evil aura was dispelled in one cup, the primordial flames would be strengthened with the power of the flame ox, and Yang Fenglin would quickly recover after drinking the tea. However, why did he still look so sick? Furthermore, his face was pale. Although he was moving freely, he clearly did not look like a normal person.

This was strange, Mr. Zi could not figure it out, could it be that it was not a lonely grave? Or perhaps Yang Fenglin was infected with something even more powerful?

If this situation continues, something must go wrong.