Chapter 683: Chill (1)

According to Master, this kind of tomb was not written because it was extremely vicious and vicious.
Moreover, this sinister situation is like a double-edged sword, and the caster itself will suffer a certain backlash.
If the skill is not enough, the suffering may be doubled by the caster.
No one is stupid enough to make a joke of their own vitality, unless it is a mentality that hurts both defeats, or is self-sustaining, and is not afraid to backfire.
Therefore, this kind of bureau only has a general outline, and no one knows what the real law is.
Do you have to meet the legendary tomb bureau?
If Master is sober and can see this bureau, how curious and joyful it will be?
Thinking of Master, her heart was aching again.
She used sky eyes to observe the surface here carefully.
It was found that the scent of flames over Huangcun came from here, and was connected with the other four strands.
Is the reason for the drought in Huangcun out of this flame bureau?
"Niuniu, how is it?"
Huang Yingqi saw that she was turning around the wooden board thoughtfully, and stepped forward wonderingly, "Did you find anything? There is nothing burning here, how could it suddenly catch fire?"
"My dear, don't touch the slate! Underworld and open fire are different."
Seeing Huang Yingqi curious about reaching out to touch the slate, Yang Zimei hurriedly stopped.
Huang Yingqi hastily retracted his hand.
"Couple, have you ever heard that there is a grave below?"
Yang Zimei asked.
Huang Yingqi shook his head. "Since I've remembered, this is the place here. There is no grass and no ants. People in the village say this place is dead."
"Should there be such a dead place elsewhere in the village?"
"Well, there are four places, one in Qingyanpo, one in Huangling, one in Xiaguwa, one in Shangdaotian, and one here."
Huang Yingqi nodded.
Because Yang Zimei lived in Huangcun for a while when he was six years old, he was forced to go to the hillside to cut firewood and cut grass, and he was also familiar with the terrain here.
In the last life, there didn't seem to be any death here.
In the other four places, she also knew the general location.
Are the other four places also equipped with flame bureaus?
"Body, who is the tallest building in the village? I want to go to the roof to see the terrain."
Yang Zimei felt that since the five places echoed each other to form a big flame round above Huangcun, there must be any connection.
"This, the tallest building is exactly where you are."
"Dasao's?"
Frowning at the thought of the last uncle's mercy on himself.
However, looking up, the whole village is the largest house in the house. There are five floors.
Moreover, his building is still in a relatively high place, and the roof standing there is indeed the best place to look around the village.
Although he didn't want to step into his house, he had to take a trip.
Huang Yingqi took Yang Zimei to her aunt Huang Li's house.
As soon as I walked to the door, I heard the ridiculous voice of the auntie, "Oh, I said beautiful, do not return to my mother's house in five years, bring bread, these little family things, as a gift to visit us, is it you? If you are a city man, look down on our relatives in the village. "