That night, San Monsters and Yachaguai lived in the inn, but they did not fall asleep all night, and were extremely frightened, afraid that the fox fairy would suddenly appear and take their lives. Any movement outside the window would make their souls scattered. At dawn, they felt relieved and could no longer hold on, so they fell asleep. However, when the sun was high, they woke up again, got up and rushed on the road, and found that there was another shoe missing. The doors and windows were closed tightly, and no one would come in at all. The fox fairy must have slipped in through the crack of the door. They were afraid, packed their luggage, and found a note on the luggage that said: "Take your life today."

They were trembling all over and almost started to cry.

From Doron to the west is the edge of the Hunshandake sand, which is covered with gravel and stones. The poor three monsters and the Brahmakuen suffered double blows from their bodies and minds. They walked barefoot in the pile of sand and stones. The sharp stones were so sharp that their feet were so painful that they had to take off their clothes, wrap them on their bare feet, and continue moving forward. From a distance, they bent over and limped, like donkeys with blindfolded eyes.

They walked in the afternoon and came to a place called Guruchi. It was a thoroughfare. People from south to north are all good at it, so there are many restaurants and inns, and even **** have done their business here. There is a fur shop at the intersection of Guruchi. The earthen walls on both sides of the store are covered with furs of various animals. Under the fur, there is a hexagram stall. There is a cloth in front of the hexagram stall, which says "It is the most effective to avoid disasters, ten taels of silver at a time." The person guarding the stall was a tall and thin man, sitting on a stool, with a calm face, like a paradise. He is the third uncle of the charlatan master.

When travelers came and went, they were whispering to see the hexagram stall and the words on the hexagram stall. They actually cost ten taels of silver to calculate a hexagram. They had never seen a hexagram stall that had such a high price. The third master uncle squinted his eyes and sat upright, like a wild crane. There were many people in front of the hexagram stall, some people were looking at the strange things, and some were looking at the third master uncle.

The three monsters and Yachakuai came. The third uncle saw them through the cracks of his eyes, but he pretended not to see them. The third uncle had already made a trap and waited for them to jump in. They suffered so many blows along the way, and they couldn't do it without jumping in.

They came to the hexagram stall, looked at the words on the cloth, and looked at the third uncle. They wanted to tell a hexagram, but they felt sorry for ten taels of silver. They asked the third uncle if he could lose some money. The third uncle's eyes passed through their heads, as if he was looking at a very distant place. The third uncle's eyes were deep and ethereal, as if he was looking at them, but he didn't seem to look at them. The third uncle said, "The deadline is coming, and I die today, why bother to cherish the only ten taels of silver."

The third uncle's voice was small and slow, but when it came to San Monsters and Yachaguai, it was a shocking sound. They had never seen this god master with a fairy-like appearance, but from his appearance, they must have a very deep Taoist practice. His expression seemed to be a thousand miles away, and those with profound attainments generally had this kind of expression that was a thousand miles away. Otherwise, how could he know that they were dying?

The three monsters looked at each other and were frightened. The three monsters wanted to test it, so they mustered up the courage to ask: "Why do you open your mouth and say it randomly? How come I died today? Why is the deadline coming?"

Uncle the third master didn't even look at the three monsters and said, "Please stretch out your arm."

The three monsters looked at Yachaguai and hesitated to stretch out their right hand. The third uncle didn't even look at the three monsters. When his finger touched his palm, he quickly retracted his hand and exclaimed: "You have an ominous thing on you, and this thing depends on several lives. Your death is at tomorrow's Xu hour. Go quickly, go quickly, and go back to take care of the funeral." Xu hour is dusk.

The face of the three monsters changed color, and the worries of the past two days seemed to be really going to become reality. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but finally said nothing. Yachaguai was not willing to give up, so he said to the third uncle: "Master, let's calculate it for me."

The third uncle said: "Report the birth date and horoscope."

Yachaguai honestly reported his birth date. Uncle San narrowed his eyes, stretched out his right hand, and his thumb fingertips took turns to click the knuckles of the other four fingers, and then slowly said: "You are in the life of gold. Gold overcomes wood, wood overcomes earth, earth overcomes water, water overcomes fire, fire overcomes metal. You have a firearm hidden on you, fire overcomes metal, and your death is today."

Yachaguai couldn't help but press his **** pocket, which contained a pistol.

After the third uncle finished speaking, he packed up the divination stall and prepared to leave. He calculated that the three monsters and Yachaguai would entangle him, so he ignored the two people at all, as if they did not exist. Sure enough, the third uncle had just taken two steps, and the three monsters and Yachaguai caught up with him, begging for a solution, and took out ten taels of silver. The third uncle stopped and said, "You two are too yin energy, and you have not lived for two hours. I want to avoid disasters and pray for my life, and you will lose my life. You should do it yourself and go home to prepare for your funeral."

After hearing this, the three monsters and Yachaguai were cold. They knelt on the ground together, kowtowed to the third uncle, and muttered: "Save a life is better than building a seventh-level pagoda. Please save our lives. We will repay you even if we are a cow or a horse."

When the third uncle saw that the fire was almost done, he stopped and put the hexagram back on. He said in a compassionate tone: "Forget it, forgot, Buddhism says feeding tigers with one's body, and Confucianism says sacrificing one's life for righteousness. Today I will fight for ten years of life and guide them a way out."

The three monsters and Yachaguai were so moved that they burst into tears. They had just been helped up by the third uncle and knelt down again.

The third uncle said in a nearly sleepwalking voice: "You have ominous things hidden in you. This thing is light and gloomy all over. Anyone who has been touched with this thing will die suddenly. Among these dead, there are officials and gang leaders, and the recent one who has traveled thousands of miles to avoid disaster, but still has not escaped punishment. And you are following in this person's footsteps."

The three monsters and Yachaguai looked at each other and nodded secretly. They admired the third uncle and were so proud of them.

The third uncle continued, "You have hidden firearms in depth. This thing is an ominous thing. You are not ordinary people, but people in the world. This thing is contaminated with blood and his fellow disciples have been killed."

The three monsters and Yachaguai's faces were full of admiration. They nodded repeatedly to the third uncle, and they were so respectful that they almost called the third uncle a father. The third uncle's judgment was accurate. The two tall and short beggars I saw that night, and the two tall and short beggars who promised to help us find the master, did die at the hands of these two people.

The third uncle continued to say in an unfathomable tone: "Two kinds of ominous things are fire, fire overcomes metal, and water overcomes fire. To crack this thing, there is only one way. At midnight tonight, bury these two ominous things next to the water. The more water, the stronger the method of cracking. If there is a big river and a big river, it will be enough to bury one hour; if there is a small river and a small stream, it will need to bury two hours. Do not tell anyone about this, otherwise it will fail."

Of course, I won’t tell anyone if I buried a large diamond and a pistol. And the third uncle said this, the Three Monsters and Yachaguai believed that the Third Uncle had boundless magic power and had the ability to reverse life and death.

After the third uncle finished speaking, he got up and left. The three monsters chased after him and asked to give ten taels of silver. The third uncle said miserably: "I have revealed the secret of heaven and have been retribution. I will live for a few more years and will enter the underworld. What should I do if I want money? Let's keep it for you."

The three monsters and Yachaguai were so moved that they shed tears and knelt down to the third uncle again. The third uncle floated away and sent the poem "I am so hard to live, and my life is so difficult to save people. What's the regret of this life?"

The third uncle's poem, full of fearless revolutionary spirit, moved the three monsters and the Yachakuai to cry loudly, and moved the swallows hiding in the dark to laugh. The third uncle walked to the swallows and said to her: "After these two at midnight tonight tonight."

Three or four miles west of Guruchi, there is a river with water pouring water, which is endless day and night. There are peanut trees on both sides of the river, and lush grass and trees. The river under the moonlight is sparkling, like a loose belt, placing it around Guruchi's waist.

As midnight approached, the three monsters and Yachao turned up. They wrapped the big diamonds and pistols in oilcloths, held them in their hands, and quietly walked out of the inn. An owl stood on the branch and made a croaking sound, making their scalp numb. Folk legends say that when an owl screams, people will die. Now medicine has proved that a person who is about to die will emit a special smell, which only the owl can smell. The owl makes a cry, calling his companions to peck at the dead corpse.

The three monsters and Yachakeng walked in front, and Yanzi followed far behind. He waited for the two people in front who were in a state of despair to bury the big diamonds and pistols by the river. After walking quietly, she would dig the soil and dig it away. All this was done without anyone noticing. The big diamonds that had been lost for a long time would return to his own hands. Yanzi was very excited when he thought of this.

The moonlight was bright and shining around like day. Swallows saw them coming to the river from afar, stopped, bent down to dig the soil, and stood around and looked around. Suddenly, an accident happened.

Under the moonlight, the three monsters and Yachakeng both exclaimed in a short burst of exclamations and then fell down. Swallow saw a man standing up in the grass. He put the longbow on his shoulder and pulled out a short knife from his waist. The short knife shone brightly, like a curve of autumn water.

The man walked to the three monsters and Yachaguai, took the knife and cut off the two heads, put them in a bag, then picked up the tart cloth bag, made a long whistle, and in the grass a hundred meters away, a horse neighed and ran towards the man in response. The man turned over and ran quickly along the river, and then disappeared into the moonlight.
Chapter completed!