Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 1455
Ding Ermiao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that there were no casualties.

"So what's going on now? Are you still making trouble?" Zhang Lei asked.

"It's no longer noisy now. It's all quiet. But at night, it was very noisy. There was a lot of quarrel between the two villages." Guo Zhanbi said.

Ding Ermiao nodded and said: "It's okay. Let me go back and take a look. Now that the zombie ancestor has entered the dormant period, the villagers should not get worse."

"What should we do with the bodies of these monsters? The monsters are resurrected and killed again. Will the villagers' diseases continue?" Zhang Lei asked.

"At least, everyone's illness will not get worse." Ding Ermiao thought for a while and said: "Whether he is a general or not, the head and limbs of this monster must be disposed of. Everyone returns to the village first, and I will take these things. Send it into the crater."

"Where is the crater nearby?" Zhang Lei was stunned.

"I have my own way to find it." Ding Ermiao smiled, and suddenly used the magical power of diving into the abyss and shrinking into the ground, and immediately brought Ji Xiaoxiao and Zhang Lei back to Zhangjiazhai.

Ji Xiaoxiao took Guo Zhanbi and stayed temporarily in Zhangjiazhai, and Ding Ermiao returned to the mountain.

Zhang Lei was seriously injured, but he was worried about something happening in the village, so he didn't want to go to the hospital, so he lay down in the village to recuperate.

Two days and nights later, Ding Ermiao finally came back.Ji Xiaoxiao and Guo Zhanbi were finally relieved.

"Brother Ding has worked hard. Have you dealt with all those things?" Zhang Lei asked.

"Ahem... I sent them to seven different active volcano craters. I hope that the magma will die slowly." Ding Ermiao coughed twice.

Zhang Lei was overjoyed and said: "Brother Ding has such magical powers. The root of this disaster has finally been dealt with."

"But your illness still requires a lot of trouble." Ding Ermiao sat down in front of Zhang Lei's hospital bed, and while exercising Xiaoyao Dao Qi to recuperate Zhang Lei's body, he said: "I have thought about a few plans. Let’s calculate it first…”

……

In the early morning seven days later, I was still at the foot of the fourth peak of Mount Fujiu.

The villagers from Zhangjiazhai and Renjiazhai formed a circle and stood on a slope halfway up the mountain.

Zhang Lei sat on a bamboo sedan while Yu Weihong ran back and forth to maintain order.

But Ding Ermiao was in the middle position, sitting cross-legged and meditating.Behind him, there is a tall wild locust tree.

A huge Bagua pattern is painted on the ground, with Ding Ermiao as the center and radiating in eight directions.

The eight most seriously ill villagers were seated facing Ding Ermiao in the eight directions of the Eight Diagrams.

Every patient was tied up tightly and fastened to a wooden stake.They were about one to five feet away from Ding Ermiao.

"Others, please stay away, otherwise it will be detrimental to you." Seeing everyone finishing the arrangements, Ding Ermiao waved his hand and told everyone to stay away.

Everyone knew what Ding Ermiao was going to do, so they all got out of the way.

Ding Ermiao was seen making mudra, mumbling words, closing her eyes and starting to practice.

It was not surprising at first, but after burning the incense, the eight patients gradually became manic, roaring and struggling desperately to get rid of their restraints.

Moreover, a trace of black energy floated out from these people's bodies and gathered around Ding Ermiao.

Ding Ermiao sat upright as before, turning a blind eye to everything around him.

The black energy on the patient's body drifted faster and faster, and the black energy around Ding Ermiao became heavier and heavier.

After a short time, Ji Xiaoxiao could see from a distance that Ding Ermiao's body was covered with a layer of black mist, as if he was wearing black gauze, slowly fluttering in the wind.

"Brother Ding's morality is as high as the heavens. He is really...the demeanor of a heavenly master." Zhang Lei shed tears and said to Yu Weihong and others around him:
"This is Taoist Ding, who uses the Bagua Qi Gathering Formation and uses himself as a mediator to help everyone absorb the corpse energy and corpse poison in the body. This is equivalent to transferring the virus from everyone to his own body... So big Kindness, we fellow villagers in the two villages must remember it for the rest of our lives."

The villagers were all moved, sighing and admiring.Some children of critically ill patients have already burst into tears involuntarily and knelt down to Ding Ermiao to express their gratitude.

"Get up, folks. He is the Heavenly Master, and helping everyone is...an obligation." Ji Xiaoxiao's eyes were slightly red, and she stretched out her hand to pull everyone up one by one.

Guo Zhanbi also sighed softly. Ding Ermiao still had residual poison in her body, but she still used such a domineering formation to cure the villagers. She was really asking for trouble. .

What’s the point of being a heavenly master?The Taoist sect shouldered the responsibility, just for a few words of gratitude?

The eight patients tied to the wooden stakes screamed louder and louder, roaring like wild beasts.

But it flourished and then declined. Finally, half an hour later, these people slowly became quiet, their heads drooped, and gradually fell into a drowsy state.

Ding Ermiao stood up slowly with a black aura all over her body, and started spinning in a circle along the locust tree behind her.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ding Ermiao turned faster and faster. In the end, he saw a black mist wrapping the locust tree, and Ding Ermiao disappeared.

"Hey, where did Daoist Ding go?" Yu Weihong rubbed his eyes, looking forward and asked.

Suddenly a hand was placed on Yu Weihong's shoulder, and Ding Ermiao's voice laughed: "Thank you for your concern, I'm behind you."

Yu Weihong was startled and quickly looked back.Sure enough, Ding Ermiao stood behind him with a smile.

"Brother Ding, why are you out again? What kind of spell is this?" Zhang Lei twisted his neck with difficulty and asked in surprise.

This guy's broken bones have not fully recovered yet, so he moves slowly because of the pain.

"This is Maoshan's stick technique. I used the big locust tree to replace myself to absorb the corpse energy from the villagers." Ding Ermiao smiled and said:
"After this casting, I'll see if everyone's condition has improved. If so, then this method will work. I'll teach it to you, and you can slowly treat everyone's illnesses yourself."

"Maoshan Taoism is so powerful that it is better to see it than to hear it!" Zhang Lei was so impressed that he gave a thumbs up.

Ji Xiaoxiao finally smiled when she saw Ding Ermiao escape.If everything goes well, we can leave Fujian Mountain in just a few days.

Yu Weihong looked straight at him and said, "Dao Zhang Ding, will these villagers fully recover after a while?"

Ding Ermiao shook his head and said:

"It's impossible. Their illness has been around for a long time. It's impossible to treat them completely at once. Such detoxification is probably a long-term project. Moreover, after each spell is cast, the patient's body will be very weak and need to be recuperated. It will take some time to do it a second time.”

"As long as it can be cured, it doesn't matter if you slow down." Yu Weihong said excitedly.

"Yu Weihong, aren't you here just to show your love?" Ji Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "We don't have time to waste here. Our future treatment will be left to you and Dao Zhang."

"Guaranteed to complete the task!" Yu Weihong snapped to attention and saluted.

Everyone laughed.

Guo Zhanbi pointed at the patients and said, "Brother Ermiao, the patients seem to be exhausted and have fainted..."

　Third, ask for a monthly ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)