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Chapter 497

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    During this period of time, the strength of Liu Wensan and Chen Xiazi also made a lot of progress unconsciously.

    In particular, Blind Chen has been able to fight with bloody corpses like Xiaonan, coupled with the transformation of the wolf mastiff, his strength should not be underestimated.

    Liu Wensan seems to be indifferent, and he was able to fight blood last time.

    Blind Chen is because of Mrs. He's package, which is equivalent to getting all the business of the witch.

    As for Liu Wensan, it is obviously related to the statue of Duke Ai.

    It's just that I always feel that this is not enough for Ji Niang's grave.

    If there is any problem between Shen Ji and Mr. Yin, it will be even more troublesome to solve.

    Besides, there are Ma Baoyi and Zhang Er on the grave of Ji Niang, the danger of this trip is definitely no less than that of Pihair Ghost Mountain, and it is even more dangerous.

    On the bright side, I know that Mr. Yin asked me to go because he wants Niang Ji to become a fairy, and this is also the hexagram figured by Zhang Jiu's hexagram.

    But under this, I began to feel that they must have a conspiracy.

    This calculation must have something to do with Ji Niang marrying her husband!

    While my mind was in a state of confusion, I opened the Mountain of Burying Shadows and read the contents inside.

    It's a pity that there is no content related to Ji Niang's marriage in the Mountain of Burial Shadows.

    I am afraid that apart from Mr. Yin and Shen Ji, only the people in Ji Niang Village know about it.

    Unknowingly, I watched the Burial Shadow Viewing Mountain for more than two hours, and my understanding of the Burial Shadow Method was a little deeper.

    Before going to bed, I made a decision.

    I want to give Liu Wensan a divination.

    Just because of my empty teeth, Liu Wensan and Blind Chen are not allowed to go, they absolutely disagree.

    If there is a big danger, I will have an excuse.

    In front of He Caier, she would also persuade her.

    I fell into a particularly deep sleep this time, and didn't wake up at all during the period.

    When I opened my eyes, the dazzling sunlight penetrated into the window.

    After stretching my muscles and bones, I turned over and got up, pushed the door open and entered the yard.

    The square wooden table in the middle of the yard is full of food, sausage and bacon, stewed meat and eggs, stir-fried side dishes, and thick and smooth porridge.

    Liu Wensan, Chen Xiazi, and Xu Shiyu are all eating.

    When I walked over, Xu Shiyu smiled and waved to me, and called Sixteen to come quickly.

    Only then did I realize that there was an empty chair beside her, with a bowl of porridge in front of her.

    Liu Wensan's breakfast has always been so hearty. Although it is not as exquisite as Feng's, after a meal, he will be full of energy all day long.

    After eating a few bites, I noticed that Shen Ji didn't come out.

    Grandma and He Caier were fiddling with things in front of the threshold of the main room. Grandma was still making cat bone pottery, and He Caier was mending clothes.

    "Uncle Wen, where is Shen Ji?" I asked.

    Liu Wensan shrugged and said he didn't see it.

    Xu Shiyu said softly: "I knocked on the door to call her just now, but there was no response. I opened the door and looked. The room was empty, so I should have gone out."

    I frowned slightly, went out?  Isn't she still watching over me?  Why are you still going out?

    Without knowing why, I finished the remaining porridge in two or three bites.

    The feeling of satiety turns into warmth, which permeates the whole body.

    I didn't immediately say that I would tell Liu Wensan's fortune, but directly said that I planned to start decorating the mourning hall today to bury my grandfather and father.

    When I came back from Feng's house, I had already mentioned my plan.

    Liu Wensan nodded solemnly, saying that it was time to send the two of them to the ground for peace.

    Blind Chen reminded me: "Don't forget what you promised your master back then."

    I am silent.

    Of course I can't forget that in Zhang Jiugua's obituary, I promised to let him be buried with Mr. Yinshu, that is, my grandfather.

    Similarly, I promised to extract a copy of the Zhaijing and the Nine Techniques of Yin Sheng, at least under the Jiuquan, so that Zhang Jiugua can learn all the astronomy.

    Before I could open my mouth, Blind Chen continued: "Things have been complicated recently, where do you have time to get those books, and Uncle Chen forgot to remind you yesterday. How about this, you give the things to Yangcha Nizi and let her make copies  one serving."

    "Uncle Chen will accompany her to ensure safety. You are here to prepare everything for the burial. When the time comes, see if you can bury the father and son tonight."

    "People from the Feng family have already brought the car."

    In fact, what I promised at the beginning was an excerpt.

      Blind Chen didn't mention the word excerpt because I really didn't have time to do it.

    The Nine Techniques of Yin Sheng is relatively simple, and it can be transcribed in half a day at most.

    On the Zhai Jing, there are not only those ancient texts, but also a large number of Feng Shui drawings.

    I'm afraid it won't take three to five days to copy the whole thing, and I really can't do it.

    If I didn't bring the excerpts with me when I buried my grandfather, I'm afraid it would be disrespectful to Zhang Jiugua.  Blind Chen's compromise method is considered thoughtful.

    I can trust Xu Shiyu, she doesn't know Fengshui, and she will not make any mistakes if she is escorted by Blind Chen.

    Shen Ji was not there, and there were no outsiders in the yard, so I directly took out the house scriptures and the Nine Techniques of Yin Sheng.

    After hesitating for a moment, I took out the parchment book of Burying Shadows and Watching Mountains, sighed lightly and said, "He died because of this method of burying shadows, so let's print the rubbings too."

    Xu Shiyu was obviously extra careful, putting away these books and putting them close to her body.

    "Let's go, girl." Blind Chen got up and walked out of the courtyard.

    Xu Shiyu looked at me very seriously, then nodded to me. Although her tone was light, she firmly said that she would let me rest assured.

    After they left the yard, Liu Wensan also wiped his mouth, lit a cigarette, and after a few puffs, asked me what I wanted to prepare, and he would do it now.

    I didn't say it directly, but took it out and wrote it on fine linen paper.

    To bury my grandfather and dad, I have to prepare a lot of things, and I also want to use a more beautiful form to let them burial.

    Just to let my grandfather know that his grandson, who has been killed, has inherited his mantle.

    Also let my dad know that his son is no longer the coward who only knows how to hide his inferiority complex.

    After a few minutes, I wrote most of the paper densely.

    Liu Wensan took it over and looked at it, the cigarette in his mouth trembled, and said: "Good guy, Sixteen, Uncle Wensan is your godfather, wait for me to go down from now on, this set of mourning, you have to  Give me a copy according to the order, and you can't treat one more favorably than another."

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    He Cai'er was sewing, but she raised her head immediately.

    With a snort, an insole slapped Liu Wensan's bald head.

    "You can't suffer from anything! Can you say such things casually?" He Cai'er was so annoyed.

    I was also very embarrassed and couldn't answer the phone.

    Liu Wensan brushed the ashes off his bald head, and said with a smile: "You have long hair but short knowledge. What do you know? Emperor Qin and Han Wu were buried in the mausoleum, and there is a mausoleum. Tell Shiliu in advance, it's not a problem."

    Grandma put down the cat bone pottery, clasped her hands together, and murmured: "There is no taboo, there is no taboo." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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