Chapter 020 Ancient Samuel in the Moonlit Night

　　The moonlight is clear and cold, the square pond reflects a hook of the moon, the old acacia tree floats down a few withered leaves, it is already late fall. 　　Wu Daoming slowly walking around the pond, the level of the mirror, the pond side of the water in the grass from time to time came a few frogs. 　　This Zhu Biao face although cheap, that Shen cauliflower is a strong woman, rather than die also refused to say who the father of the fetus, if replaced with a bloody man, will come forward, but it is a pity ah! See in this kid in Shen cauliflower after death can not forget the love and righteousness to steal the body on the points, I will clean up that thing for him, but also as for the Shen cauliflower to do something about it! 　　Wu Daoming quietly waiting, raised his eyes to look at the night sky, at this moment is close to the hour of midnight, this is the time of the day when the yin qi sprouting, he thought that thing should be coming out soon. Since yesterday evening just arrived at this place, a glance recognized this "blood basin mirror" pattern, and see the Zhu family red lacquer door and the door of the leader of the military image, the heart has already counted. 　　"Elder Wu, Caiflower's grave has been dug, now I'm going to pick her up." Zhu Biao ran over sweating profusely and said. 　　"Remember what I said?" Wu Daoming admonished. 　　"Remembered." Zhu Biao answered, shouldered his hoe and left. 　　Wu Dao Ming is still along the pond slowly around the circle, view this blood basin square pond Yin gas is very heavy, and pond next to a several hundred years old acacia tree, just now he has knocked over, the tree in the middle of the rotten empty, which must be connected to the channel of the pond, so that things from the bottom of the pond climbed up to the top of the tree to absorb the Yin gas. He turned his head and looked at the red lacquer door hanging on Mao Zedong's military statue, that is the astral energy of the thing, noon, the pond in the yin gas and the noon yang qi would have been equal to the picture of the astral radiation in the pond, the thing will be along the channel to hide in the old acacia tree, to avoid the astral. 　　This house thanks to the leader of the portrait, otherwise Zhu Biao has long stepped in the dust of his parents to go. 　　At this time, the calm water bubbles on the surface of the water, then, and a series of small bubbles, connected to a straight line straight to the direction of the old locust tree. 　　Wu Daoming stood at the edge of the pond, silently watching. This thing finally came out! 　　Wu Daoming stared at the water bubbles moving in the water, mouth "hum" sound, and then along the pond edge counting the number of steps to follow the movement, and finally came to the old locust tree. 　　It was late at night, and the moon was misty. He leaned his ear on the tree trunk and listened, not long after, he heard a rustling sound coming from inside the tree trunk, and could feel something crawling upwards. 　　Wu Dao Ming nodded and retreated to the edge of the pond, lowering his head and gazing at the water, the waning moon was like a hook, a few thin clouds, and blue water. 　　After another moment, the water at the reflection of the moon, reflected a small golden head, turning in all directions, and then stretched out long, open the small mouth, to the moon one inhale and exhale. 　　Dao Ming thought to himself, "You've finally come out, golden-headed softshell turtle. 　　The soft-shelled turtle, as recorded in the ancient book, "the beetle only soft-shelled turtle is the largest, so the word from Yuan, Yuan is also big." This thing is not pretty, around the neck scattered with wart-like projections, also known as "mangey soft-shelled turtle", the Central Plains has been nearly extinct in modern times, Wu Daoming has only seen one in the Oujiang River in southeast Zhejiang, counting more than 30 years. 　　The golden-headed soft-shelled turtle is good at eating Yin Qi, and it is the stone statue that carries the monument in the mausoleums of the ancient emperors. 　　This thing is extremely long life, up to more than a thousand years, and unlimited strength, within ten steps containing Yin gas spraying people, killing people in the invisible, Feng Shui Taoist priests in ancient times, if they see the golden-headed soft-shelled turtle, early on to avoid it. 　　This thing will appear here, it is rare, should be "blood pond mirror" pattern plus the old acacia tree, or perhaps running to the Taiji Halo and come. 　　Wu Daoming sneered a few times, others can not subdue you, I can, to my a child body of the yin and yang cone, hurt you absolutely no matter. 　　Thoughts, reach out from under the jaw to pull out a beard, this is the yang cone, then reach into the file, bear the pain to pull down a pubic hair, this is the yin cone, and then the two hairs twisted together, spit spit, will be straight, yin and yang cone has been. 　　Yin and Yang cone is the Feng Shui community in the extremely powerful hidden weapons, evil holy objects, non-children body can not be, this Wu Daoming is a child, the cone's energy is non-trivial. 　　But see, he will cone in the palm, squinting eyes aiming at the golden-headed soft-shelled turtle, is about to blow out with a breath ...... 　　Under the waning moon, a group of small heads appeared on the top of the tree, lined up in a row, all leading their necks to the night sky to inhale and exhale, it turned out that this golden softshell turtle actually have children ...... 　　Wu Daoming was shocked, a yin and yang cone is obviously not enough, those small soft-shelled turtles counter-attack down is also not bad. Have no choice but to reach into the file again, endure severe pain and pull down a strand of pubic hair, under the jaw plucked more than ten whiskers - tears almost fell - made more than ten yin and yang cone. 　　Wu Daoming once again aiming to blow out, moonlight, more than ten black shadows such as arrows shot to the top of the old acacia tree ....... 　　Only heard "puh puh puh" continuous sound, from the top of the old acacia tree fell a string of black shadow, "snap" fell to the ground. Wu Daoming walked to the front, fixed eyes to see. 　　A huge turtle-like appearance of the golden-headed soft-shelled turtle slowly turned over on the ground, back armor vivid brown, scattered yellowish patches, belly armor yellow, shield has a basically symmetrical arrangement of red patches, head is golden yellow, the neck is full of golden warts, nailed with a yin and yang cone, did not enter the inch. The limbs were webbed between the toes, and a pair of eyes were large, with what appeared to be tears rolling from their lids. Scattered on the ground around them were seven or eight small golden-headed softshell turtles, all of them fell on their backs, each of their necks had been hit by a yin and yang cone. 　　The large golden-headed softshell turtle in the lead raised its head and looked at Wu Daoming, its eyes seemed to be begging for mercy, and one or two tears seeped out of its eyelids. 　　It seems that this golden-headed soft-shelled turtle is begging for mercy, yin and yang cone has sealed its ren vein, soft-shelled turtle and tortoise, often shrink the head in the abdominal armor, day after day to open up the ren vein by itself, so "thousand years of wangba ten thousand years of tortoise," the life expectancy is far more than the other creatures of the natural world. At this moment, the yin and yang cone of the astral body has blocked its ren vein, so it is abolished its martial arts, gold-headed softshell turtles are also like ordinary turtles, can no longer use force to hurt people. 　　Alas, go, Wu Daoming waved his hand and watched as the mother golden softshell turtle led her young softshell turtles to hobble towards the depths of the southern mountain. 　　It's only a loss of a few hairs! Thinking like this, Wu Daoming had already forgotten about the pain he felt when he plucked the hairs just now, and slowly paced back inside the grass hut. 　　He didn't pay attention to the little golden-headed softshell turtles on the top of the tree, one of which had fallen into a hole in the tree and quietly crawled back to the water pond.