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Chapter 390 Are you here to steal the corpse?

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    What kind of person is it that can live in such a house regardless of the life and death of his own children?

    What is his purpose?

    While my thoughts were spinning rapidly, I found that Mr. Yin was also watching this house.

    Mr. Yin is proficient in the burial method of the yin house, and Feng Shui is also a type of burial method in the yin house. He should be able to see some clues?

    "Those who are rich in the east and the west are not equal, and the north and the south are short and the people die less. The shallowness outweighs the shallowness, and the auspicious celebration will prosper later." Mr. Yin murmured suddenly.

    His eyes were obviously sharp again, and he said, "Do you know why he used this kind of house?" "To live all these years and do so many evils, this person is very ruthless and knows how to choose.  "Although Mr. Yin didn't explain clearly.

    But it has given me enough hints!

    I was like enlightened. He committed a lot of evil and would be punished. He can live for so many years without dying. Doesn¡¯t it mean that he passed all these retributions on to his heirs?

    It just so happens that this is another Fengshui house for a dead son, so that he can survive safely!

    And the feng shui of his own house can also preserve his last blood.

    I nodded solemnly, indicating that I understand.

    Mr. Yin glanced at me and walked quickly along the right side of the house.

    At this time, it was almost twelve o'clock.

    The courtyard wall on the right side of the house is not high, and there is a side door.

    In an instant, we arrived at the door, and I was thinking about how to climb the wall, not knowing what was going on inside.

    Shen Ji was as light as a swallow, and climbed onto the wall in two or three strokes.

    In just ten seconds, there was a slight creaking sound, and the side door opened

    I swallowed my saliva involuntarily, this Shenji's skill is a bit exaggerated.

    Mr. Yin and I walked into the house. He still had his hands behind his back, with a determined and calm expression.  I also held back the tension in my heart, and whispered: "If my grandma is here, it should be easy to find. My father and my grandfather have two coffins."

    Shen Ji pondered for two seconds, then suddenly turned around and walked quickly into the yard.

    Her speed was so fast that there was almost no sound of footsteps, and she rushed up to the roof again.

    And I looked around and found that this place should also be an independent small yard.

    I don't know if there are people living in the courtyard, everything has to be careful now.

    This is also our hard-won opportunity!

    The bun on the roof stayed for more than ten seconds and then fell to the other side, disappearing from our sight.

    I thought we had to find it ourselves, but Shen Ji's performance now obviously doesn't need it, and it can reduce the possibility of exposure a lot.

    After about four or five minutes, Shen Ji finally came back.

    She said softly to Mr. Yin: "There were indeed two coffins found in a small courtyard. There was an old woman in the room, but that person was a bit weird. It didn't look like a living person, but a corpse."

    Mr. Yin frowned slightly.

    Immediately, I felt a surge of Qi and blood, and a burning pain in my eyes, as if congested.

    He clenched his fist uncontrollably, gritted his teeth, and his temples kept throbbing.

    "Don't be emotional. Your grandma may not have an accident, and Yang Xiayuan is not stupid. It is impossible for you to harm others before you come. Go and have a look first." Mr. Yin pressed my shoulder, and I suppressed my emotions.

    He glanced at Shen Ji, and Shen Ji immediately walked to the front to lead the way.

    ?Because I couldn't get over the tiles on the wall, so I had no choice but to walk, but I didn't know how skilled Mr. Yin was.

    Yang Xiayuan's Fengshui house looks small, but there are many things inside. He walked a lot of winding roads, which also coincided with the direction of Qimen Dunjia.  If it were any other ordinary person, they would definitely get lost in the house.

    If you let me find it, it will take some effort.

    Shen Ji is not only good at skill, she must not be weak in Feng Shui, otherwise she would never be able to explore the way in such a short period of time and distinguish clearly the trend in the house, she should have been prepared when exploring the way.

    At the same time, I also feel a little weird, the quietness in this Nuo Da's house is really strange.

    Logically, even if Yang Xiayuan has few heirs, he should still be very rich. It is impossible for him to have no servants

    The whole house gave me a lifeless feeling

    There seemed to be many eyes staring at the dark place, making people sweat uncontrollably.

    It's just that Mr. Yin and the others didn't showIt's strange, it makes me feel like it's my own illusion?

    But I still couldn't hold back, and Mr. Yin mentioned something in a low voice, what I mean is also, not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

    Mr. Yin told me in a low voice that this is the case in places where many people have died. There is no life, or if some people have lingering grievances, there will be sneakiness.

    These words made me depressed, thinking that things might not be that simple.

    Ten minutes later, Shen Ji led us into another courtyard.

    As soon as I walked in, my heart froze.

    The yard is not big, and there are indeed two coffins in the corner of the yard!

    The dark coffin gave off a gloomy feeling.  There was no moonlight tonight, and there was a small wattage incandescent lamp above the courtyard gate, and the light was not enough to illuminate the entire courtyard.

    The existence of the coffin made my heart beat wildly.  I suppressed my nervousness and looked at Shen Ji again.

    Before I could say it, I wanted to see where the old woman was.

    Shen Ji led me to a door.

    She did not reach the door, but stood under the threshold.

    I walked to the door of the house and reached out to push the door open.

    However, I held back for a while, fearing that there might be other accidents, there was a gap in front of the door, so I simply moved closer to see if the old woman in the room was my grandma.  What if not?

    After all, Shen Ji has never met her before, and what Mr. Yin said makes sense, and Yang Xiayuan is not stupid after all.

    Lying close to the crack of the door, I looked in.

    But the room is too dark, so dark that you can't see your fingers.

    I can only give up, I still have to go in first.

    Just at this moment, there was a soft clicking sound, which sounded like a match passing through a matchbox, and there was another chirping sound, and a ball of fire lit up.

    The place where the fire was lit was right in front of me, and even I could smell the tangy smell of scale powder.

    The orange fire made my sight change from dark to bright,

    The flame lit a candle.  Behind the flickering flame of the candle was a pale face.

    Cloudy eyes, an old face full of wrinkles, and gray hair.

    She looked at me blankly, and twitched her lips with a half-smile.

    This old woman has clearly been standing here waiting!

    I just moved closer to look inside, but she has been looking at me, and even lit a candle

    She is not my grandma at all!

    With a chill in my heart, I took two steps back abruptly, and the old lady pushed open the door.

    She held the candle, and the fire light flickered on her pale face, except for the dark brown age spots, there were also some purple-red bruises.

    Although she was laughing, she didn't seem to be breathing, and her chest didn't rise or fall.

    "I've seen people stealing chickens and dogs, but no one has ever dared to touch things in the dead man's house. Are you here to steal the corpse?" The old lady's voice was dry, and she still had a faint smell wafting from her body, which made people sick.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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