The third way to break the back-bow evil is to run away from home, commonly known as walking with a back-bow.
Come to think of it, grandpa, including the second uncle himself, they all know the existence of anti-gong evil.
After all, filling with soil cannot completely change the back-bow syndrome.
Therefore, my second uncle left home when he was young and rarely came home.
Moreover, the Anti-Bow Sha is a special one among the Qi Jue Feng Shui Formation, and the power of the Anti-Bow cannot be underestimated.
Used correctly, you can make money by borrowing evil spirits.
There is a boss named Wang. I can’t tell you the specific name. His family’s ancestral Yin Mansion is a typical reverse-gong evil spirit.
Boss Wang ran away from home when he was young. After becoming successful, others returned home in fine clothes, but he stayed away from home.
And by making money through misfortunes, he is now a nationally renowned boss, with faint signs of becoming the richest man.
However, making money by borrowing evil spirits also has great disadvantages.
Once the feng shui changes, it is easy to be short-lived.
If there is a decline, if you want to have a chance of survival, you must survive by cutting off your arms.
The broken arm I am talking about here does not mean cutting off the arm, but rather giving up something important.
Of course, by then, even if you have to survive with a broken arm, you can only make the emaciated camel bigger than the horse. It is basically impossible to achieve greater glory.
I went back to the shack and asked my second uncle, "Do you know that the anti-gong evil spirit has always existed?"
The second uncle said: "I didn't know it before I came back this time. If I knew, how could I come back and suffer the consequences?"
I asked doubtfully: "So, someone set up a trap for our family?"
"Set up a ridiculous situation. Since I was fifteen years old, your grandfather has asked me to go out and make a living. He also asked me to come back at most twice a year. This situation was created by him."
The second uncle was so angry that he turned pale, and it took him a while to regain his composure.
Seeing that he was out of breath with excitement, I quickly picked him up and gave him a pat on the back.
"Second uncle, don't get excited. I will find out the situation early tomorrow morning and I will definitely be able to think of a solution."
The second uncle coughed and said: "Look for the answer from your grandfather. I came back and was possessed by evil spirits. I have been asking your father to look for clues these past few days. However, he is just a wooden fish head and a fool. He deserves to dig in the ground for the rest of his life. That's bullshit." neither."
My father is a farmer, so asking him to do these things is naturally difficult.
As for my second uncle calling me daddy, I could only touch my nose and pretend not to hear.
It's not my junior's turn to speak about the matters between their brothers.
I pulled the quilt over my second uncle and said, "The eight coffins are also a troublesome thing."
The second uncle said: "It's all frozen, otherwise I wouldn't be so hurt."
"Your grandfather is an old bastard. He buried a coffin under the old homestead and gave me the homestead because he thought my life was too long."
I was worried that my second uncle would not be able to catch up if I continued talking, so I changed the topic and said: "Second uncle, the power in my blood has awakened, like a big bird, very hot."
The second uncle was stunned for a moment, and then said with some dejection: "It's good to wake up, but don't think about controlling it, just pretend it doesn't exist."
I asked curiously: "Second uncle, what kind of power is that? Do our Li family ancestors have demon blood?"
The second uncle sighed and said: "I don't know, but now it seems that you and my uncle and nephew have inherited this kind of power. But according to my observations over the years, once that kind of power is controlled, its The meaning is greatly reduced.”
"If you leave it alone, it will have unexpected effects when you use it."
I asked: "Is it the same as Huang Jiu's demon sword?"
The second uncle said: "Almost!"
"Uh..." My face turned dark.
Huang Jiu was sleeping on my shoulder. Hearing us mention him, he asked in a daze: "What happened to my demon sword?"
"Nothing!" I replied, so as not to shock him.
The demon sword is a magical weapon of the demon clan, but after recognizing its owner, it was limited by Huang Jiu's own strength, and that was it.
But it's not as unbearable as the second uncle said. At least the demon sword can give Huang Jiu the ability to instantly kill strong men in the same realm.
After hesitating for a moment, I said: "But Xiaocui said that she would teach me to control that power."
The second uncle said: "With your current level of cultivation, you will use the treasure as a waste. However, you can decide for yourself as a young couple, and I will not interfere."
I didn't like hearing the words "Baby should be treated as trash", so I immediately circulated Tao Qi and released the vision of the unity of spirit and body in the Hedao realm.
It means to tell the second uncle that I am not weak, and I can exert it if I control that power.
The second uncle raised his eyelids and said: "At your current age and your cultivation level, if you put it in a small pool, you can barely get by, but if you put it in a big river or even the sea, you will be just one of them." Water beads are unknown.”
A mysterious world or a small pool?
I frowned slightly, feeling a little weird.
But the second uncle did not continue. He pulled the quilt over him and said, "You are responsible for keeping watch. These days, I am worried that someone will come to cause trouble. I haven't slept well for several days."
Seeing that he was tired, I didn't bother him anymore, pulled up the chair where my father was sitting, and sat by the bed to watch over him.
It was almost dawn and I was so sleepy that I couldn't even open my eyes.
Fortunately, this was the time when Huang Jiu was full of energy. Seeing him jumping around, I asked him to watch for me for a while while I squinted for a few minutes.
It turned out that after just a few minutes of squinting, thunder suddenly exploded in the mountains to the southeast, shaking the entire mountain top.
I woke up suddenly. Huang Jiu was standing on my head, like a groundhog, holding two paws motionless.
The second uncle also had his eyes open.
The rumble of thunder echoed in the mountains for a minute or two before gradually settling down.
The second uncle then said: "It seems to be in the direction of your grandfather's grave. The old man seems to have been struck by lightning."
I heard that it was in the same direction, so I stood up quickly, opened my backpack, took out the blood thorn and hung it on my waist.
The second uncle struggled for a while, took out the land from under the pillow and handed it to me and said, "Take this, it will come in handy."
I grabbed the compass, took Huang Jiu with me, and ran towards my grandfather's grave.
Because grandpa occupied Xiaocui's coffin, grandma was not buried with him after her death, but they were both buried in the same cemetery.
There is a hilltop distance from the old house.
It was bright and dim, and the view outside was not particularly good. I walked in a hurry, feeling a little uneasy in my heart.
As soon as Shiwandashan was visited by the Ancient Clan, something went wrong with Grandpa’s tomb. Could it be that the Ancient Clan reached out?
After climbing over the hill in the middle, the sky became much brighter. In front of us was my family's grave altar.
At a glance, I saw that my grandfather’s grave was still round, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
But as I got closer to the grave, I smelled a strong smell of blood in my nose.
In the weeds, there were several corpses lying in random directions, all with horrific wounds caused by lightning.
There were several tools for digging graves scattered around the body.
However, the wounds on several corpses were burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, and blood could not flow out. The source of the bloody smell was not on the corpses.
I walked around to the other side and saw a lot of blood sprinkled on the fallen blades of grass.
Looking for blood stains, they extended into the mountains.
Seeing this, I pulled out the blood thorn and chased him out following the blood.
