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Chapter 182: Needling for good yin, the late ancestor

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    The vibration sound of WeChat is completely different from that of a phone call.

    I took out my phone, feeling a little nervous and confused.

    However, when I saw that there was no message notification, but just a new friend request, I was a little bit disappointed.

    Similarly, I am also slightly puzzled, I have not left phone numbers for several people, who can add me?

    Clicking on the application, I glanced at it and frowned.

    The person who added me has a gossip pattern on his profile picture.

    peers?

    I have never left a phone number for a certain colleague.

    At that moment, I felt a little suspicious, could this person be Li Dexian.

    I didn't pass, so I refused directly.

    If it were really Li Dexian, I don't want to spend too much time talking with him, this person is just messing around, nothing good!

    Everything has been arranged, just wait for him to appear.

    But within a few seconds, the application came again.

    There is also a postscript under it: "Are you the successor of iron talk?" My heart skipped a beat.

    About Zhang Jiu Gua, except Liu Wensan and Chen Xiazi know about it, but no one else knows about it

    Including Li Dexian, he absolutely does not know.

    I immediately clicked through.

    Then I sent back a message: "Who are you?" It was displayed over there that I was typing, but it took several minutes before a message came back.

    "Your master, Zhang Jiugua, owes me a hexagram. Master Mo Ruofu, you have to do a divination for me." "How did you know me?" I sent another message.

    But there was only one reply: "I will come to you." Then I sent a series of questioning expressions, but the other party didn't reply.

    I feel very confused, could it be that Liu Wensan and Chen Xiazi told others about me?  This is impossible!

    But other than that, I can't think of anyone else who would tell about me.

    Also, Zhang Jiu Gua owes him a Gua?

    Although I haven't seen Zhang Jiugua's body yet, and I haven't kowtowed to my teacher as stated in his suicide note.

    But I did inherit the bone phase and the golden abacus, and I was indeed his disciple.

    Physiognomy pays attention to the law of cause and effect. If he really owes others a fortune, I have to figure it out.

    Shi Mo Ruofu, the man didn't say the second half of the sentence.

    The father's debt is paid by the son.

    Of course, I can't just pretend that Zhang Jiugua is my father.

    I didn't have the mind to read any more, I leaned against the head of the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

    Before going to sleep, I subconsciously raised my hand to touch my stage horse bone.

    A blink of an eye did not see the problem on the face.

    After touching it, it is obvious that the stage horse bone is still sinking.

    What is going to happen to me has not yet come true, and I am cautious even when I sleep.

    All night, my sleep quality is average.

    Early the next morning, after I woke up, I went to bid farewell to Feng Zhirong.

    Feng Zhirong didn't keep me either, so he asked Feng Qu to drive for me, and let Feng Bao and Feng Jun follow me in case of emergency.

    After all, I am a gentleman, and I don't seem to have much skill.

    I hesitated for a moment, and said that Feng Bao and Feng Jun are fine, what I want to do is not very safe, but I can let Feng Qu drive, it should not be too much trouble.

    Feng Zhirong didn't force him, so he asked Feng Qu to send me away.

    For this reason, the Feng family also specially changed a car, a Jeep Wrangler, which is more convenient to use in the mountain village.

    Feng Zhirong is indeed a smart man. Although I didn't say much before, he should have guessed that I was going back to the village with a few words.

    Even Feng Zhirong came to see me off at the door.

    When the situation was approaching, I told him that if Li Dexian appeared, just stick to the Fengshui buildings I arranged, and anyone who met him could even be arrested directly.

    Just in case, the Feng family must pay attention to safety, and the cemetery must be guarded at all times.

    Feng Zhirong expressed his understanding that if there is any problem, he will contact me immediately.

    Only then did I let Feng Qu drive away.

    All the way towards Zhifang Street.

    After nine o'clock, I got out of the car when I arrived outside Zhifang Street.

    It was devastated, but it made me feel shocking.

    A fine funeral street, but at this moment it was burnt down and dilapidated.

    itselfThe square street is full of coffins, paper bundles, and most of these flammable funeral objects. The houses are still old-fashioned bungalows with wooden beams.

    Where can stand the fire?

    "This Li Dexian is really not a thing!"

    Feng Qu cursed beside him.

    I hurried towards the street.

    I was a little relieved when I reached the end of the street, where Blind Chen Yinhu's house was located.

    It is true that the house of Yinhu was nearly burned down, and the backyard could be seen from the front.

    Blind Chen built a mourning hall in the middle of the backyard, and used the banana leaves to prop up a shelf, and there were two coffins in the middle of the mourning hall.

    A large coffin, about 1.8 meters long, and a small coffin, less than half a meter.

    The coffins of mother and child are stacked together!

    Next to the coffin, there are still parcels.

    However, what makes me feel a little uncomfortable is that.

    Blind Chen's dilapidated tricycle was burned to a bare skeleton.

    The wolf mastiff was lying beside the tricycle, raising its head slightly.

    After seeing me, he stood up and ran towards me wagging his tail!

    "Uncle Chen!" I called Blind Chen.

    Only then did he stand up unsteadily.

    After these few days, Blind Chen has obviously recovered a lot, and he looks the same as before.

    "I'll figure it out, tomorrow will be the day, right?" Blind Chen walked to the place where Hukou Hall should have been before, and I faced him.

    I scratched my head: "I have to trouble you to come with me, Chaoyang House, we can only repair it after we come out."

    Blind Chen hummed, and then said: "I have to bring Qing'er and Yuangui together, and the coffin will be placed at your house, so I can rest assured."

    I didn't hesitate too much, Blind Chen must have a plan for doing things, so I just nodded.

    Feng Qu went out to find someone to help carry the coffin.

    Although Zhifang Street was destroyed, some people were sorting out the ruins.

    Soon, the coffin was carried onto the car.

    I told Blind Chen that the time is not up until midnight.

    If he's okay, I plan to go now!

    We will wait outside the village, and we will enter the village as soon as we pass by!

    Blind Chen lit a rolled leaf cigarette, and he asked me, "Isn't your name Liu Wensan?"

    At the same time, he also handed me one.

    I ignited it, took a sip, and said seriously: "Uncle Wen San just had a family reunion. Besides, he said at the beginning that he can only take care of things in the water, and he can't take care of things on the ground."

    "I searched for it, or I wouldn't call him. If there is any danger, we can deal with it, and he can't help too much."

    Blind Chen nodded, with a satisfied expression on his face.

    "I'm fine. I've been waiting for you for the past few days, so let's go directly."

    After getting in the car, Feng Qu drove directly towards Xiaoliu Village.

    On the way, I was extremely nervous.

    In a blink of an eye, it has been seventy-seven forty-nine days since I left home!

    Everything is still the same as yesterday.

    It took about an hour on the road, and finally arrived at the entrance of Xiaoliu Village.

    I specifically told Feng Qu not to enter the village.

    Get off the car at the entrance of the village and stand at the head of the village road.

    I stretched my body and moved my muscles and bones.

    Subconsciously, I looked around, but there was a strong throbbing in my heart.

    And there are rustling sounds on her body!

    I quickly took out the compass.

    The one that made the sound was the pointer of the fixed compass!

    I stared straight at the pointer.

    After it rotated rapidly for a few seconds, it formed a needle, floating up and down.

    Finally, it protrudes upwards into a floating needle, and the pointer almost pops up like a compass!

    Floating needles have two meanings.

    One is the guardian of the god of fortune, the treasure land of dragon veins, or a special feng shui house, which will appear.

    The other is good yin, good yin represents one's deceased ancestors

    I pursed my lips and looked down at the ground of the village road.

    Immediately, I also understood the reason for my palpitations

    Here is the entrance of the village

    My grandpa, right under my feet!

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