I was the only one who could see the old lady, but I still recognized it. The one floating in the window just now was Zhang Jianfeng’s wife. I had seen the old lady’s face in the video before. This must be something wrong. It would be wrong.
However, it is worth mentioning that the old lady floating at the door is not a real ghost, but a trace of residual thoughts.
In other words, what appeared just now was just a separated part of the old lady's ghost. Her true body should still be at the Zhang family's ancestral grave.
To be able to separate the soul body of Can Nian, his moral skills are not low, at least he is a powerful ghost.
Although the old lady died unexpectedly, I can't figure out why there is so much resentment.
This situation just confirmed my previous guess. The blurry face that always appeared in Su Yu's dreams was the old lady from the Zhang family.
In any case, Mrs. Zhang's death should be more or less related to Amelia Su.
At this time, Su Yu was woken up, curled up on the bed, crying and fussing, a little hysterical. This is someone else's bedroom, and I can't stay here all the time.
He just glanced at it and exited the bedroom.
Zhang Jianfeng finally comforted his wife, then walked out and said with some dejection: "Master Wu, my wife has nightmares almost every night. What should I do?"
I took out an evil talisman from my body and handed it to him and said, "Put this under your wife's pillow. You won't have nightmares in the future. After we go to your ancestral grave tomorrow, things should be settled." It’s settled, go back and have a good rest, and we’ll set off early tomorrow morning.”
Zhang Jianfeng took my talisman and seemed hesitant to speak. In the end, he didn't say anything and returned to the bedroom.
Uncle Huzi heard the commotion and came out of the bedroom and asked me what was going on. I waved my hand to indicate that nothing happened, and then returned to my bedroom and fell asleep.
Early the next morning, at around nine o'clock, Uncle Hu Zi and I had breakfast at Zhang Jianfeng's house and set off directly to a small county in northern Hebei.
On the way, Zhang Jianfeng told us about the history of his family.
It is said that Zhang Jianfeng's parents were both farmers. They took him to Yanbei to work more than 20 years ago.
At first, I just set up a street stall and accumulated some savings. Later, when I had money, I rented a storefront and opened a supermarket.
Later, the business grew bigger and bigger. Until now, more than a dozen chain supermarkets have been opened throughout Yanbei, with an annual income of tens of millions.
After hearing what Zhang Jianfeng said, I felt calm inside. I just felt that the situation of their family was very ordinary. They were ordinary people more than 20 years ago. Now they are finally rich, married to a daughter-in-law, and they still despise her family. The conditions are not very good, and I don’t know what I think.
We set off at about ten o'clock in the morning, and after driving for several hours, we arrived in the barren mountains outside a small county in northern Hebei.
This place is in a wasteland on the outskirts of the small county town, with several small villages located not far away.
After Zhang Jianfeng caught us in his family's ancestral grave, he pointed to several grave bags and said, "Master Wu, this is our family's ancestral grave. My mother was buried here a few years ago."
I nodded, held the compass in my hand, walked around the cemetery, and looked at the Feng Shui arrangements in the distance.
After a while, Zhang Jianfeng couldn't help but ask: "Master Wu, how is the feng shui of our ancestral tomb?"
"It's not bad. You should have seen it with an expert, right?" I asked.
"We don't know about this. It is said that our ancestors were once landlords. They were very rich and should be able to hire a Feng Shui master." Zhang Jianfeng looked at me and said.
After a pause, he then continued: "Master Wu, what do you think about the feng shui of our shady house?"
I glanced at him and immediately knew what he was thinking.
This guy wanted to test me again. He must know what kind of feng shui their family's house is. He asked this question just to test my level.
I smiled and said, "You see, the feng shui of your Yin Mansion is quite good. There are mountains in front, and supports on the left and right. It is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the cave is in it. This is because the ancestral cave is flat, and there are no guards on the left or right. , this kind of cave shape is like a cowhide ground, which is flat and seems to have nowhere to defend. If there is a slight cave protrusion, then this treasure cave will be extremely powerful. Perhaps it is the shape of the enemy seeking to gather and cast a net. Shilu, this kind of cave shape, some are in the middle of Wanling Mountains, some are in Pingyang. There are no guards around, but you feel safe and comfortable without a sense of desolation. If the ancestors are buried here, the descendants will have no worries about food and clothing. , although he is not rich or powerful, he is still higher than many ordinary people."
After hearing me say so much in one breath, I saw Zhang Jianfeng’s eyes were bright and he said excitedly: “Although I don’t understand what Master Wu said, I feel it’s very powerful. What you mean by that is that our family’s ancestral graves are The feng shui is still very good.”
I nodded noncommittally, looked at him, and said with a solemn expression: "Boss Zhang, you buried your mother's body in this ancestral grave, maybe it's not just because of your mother's last wish, right?"
Hearing this, Zhang Jianfeng was stunned and said hesitantly: "Master Wu... it is indeed my mother's last wish. I didn't lie to you."
"If you want to be rich and prosperous for generations to come, your family must bury their bodies here. Otherwise, the family will be ruined, have bad luck, or even be destroyed. Am I right? "I looked at him again.
Zhang Jianfeng was speechless at this time, and said awkwardly: "Master Wu, I really can't hide anything from you..."
"Don't try to be clever in front of me. Since I am the disciple of the Feng Shui King, general Feng Shui layouts cannot escape my discernment. Lying in front of us is tantamount to trapping yourself." I said unceremoniously.
With that said, I walked towards a bare grave.
This grave is a bit strange. The surrounding graves are covered with grass, but this grave is completely barren. Even in the daytime, you can feel a strong sinister aura.
"Mr. Zhang, does this grave belong to your mother?" I asked.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jianfeng hurriedly walked over to me, nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, this tomb belongs to my mother... Next to it is my father's tomb."
"Go to a nearby village and find some people. In the evening, ask them to dig up your mother's grave. I want to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy." I said sternly.
"Master Wu, are you kidding me? My mother has been dead for four years and is now a pile of bones. What else can be verified?" Zhang Jianfeng said in disbelief.
"It's not what you think. The body has not decomposed yet. If you don't open the coffin today, you and your wife will be dead within two years."
