"Mr. Miao...is this...solved?" I still couldn't suppress the doubts in my heart, and I couldn't suppress my uneasiness.
I asked Miao Guangyang hurriedly while throwing off the big-headed toad shoes on my feet.
Of course, I did not dare to lower my vigilance. I looked at the village chief for a while and then stared at his grandson, for fear that they would suddenly become violent and catch Miao Guangyang and I by surprise.
"He is not that vicious. If he were extremely vicious, like your father, he wouldn't just wander around the village until dark and stop killing people if he couldn't find the person who stole his things." Miao Guangyang explained.
He looked at the village chief for a moment, then looked down at the coffin in the grave next to him.
Then, he looked up to the side and back.
The location over there is in the direction of the Xuanhe River. From the village to the graveyard, it happens to be parallel to the village.
Therefore, the hanging river can be seen directly from that direction, but it is far away and it is not very clear.
I didn't understand it even more at this time, because Miao Guangyang started to say that the village chief was very cruel and would cause trouble for us.
Now you say he is not so fierce? Isn't this inconsistent?
When I was confused, I didn't suppress the thoughts in my heart and asked directly.
Miao Guangyang turned around, looked at me deeply, and said, "The village chief is fierce because he is fierce here."
Immediately afterwards, Miao Guangyang pointed to the coffin in the grave pit next to his feet, then pointed to the distance, and said solemnly: "In Feng Shui, if there is water that turns the bow, it is most taboo to build a tomb or a house."
My heart skipped a beat. This was not the first time Miao Guangyang talked about Feng Shui.
The last time he said it, it was the woods where my father fell off the cliff.
And the weird thing is, he said it exactly once, and I still remember it clearly.
The third most taboo point is the concave wind point, which is absolutely certain to be the best!
Thinking of this sentence now, I feel a little shuddering.
Taking a deep breath, I tried my best to expel these complicated thoughts from my mind.
Miao Guangyang didn't stop talking, and continued: "The water method of turning the bow over is like an overturned bow, and there will definitely be a surly person. It is a common saying in the family, the water method is like an overturning bow, and there will be evil when it is struck. He is very stubborn, rebellious and disrupts the family tradition."
"If a tomb is built here, the corpses buried in it will be broken up. He will be everywhere in the entire area where Fangongshui is alluding to. He is fierce because of the Feng Shui here."
"But he hasn't completely sealed the coffin yet. I just pulled out the talisman on his head. The evil tomb has not yet been formed. He can't use the feng shui here, so he will be killed directly." Miao Guangyang said this. The words were not that profound, and he explained them more simply, so I almost understood them.
I'm not so worried about the village chief's matter.
Looking back, the shadowy houses in the village came into view, and the second half of Miao Guangyang's words also lingered in his ears.
There are many stubborn people who are rebellious and disrupt the family tradition.
What he means is that in terms of Feng Shui, our entire village is not suitable for building houses. Once they are built, the people here will become stubborn, stubborn, rebellious, and even destroy the family tradition...
In fact, this is true, too straightforward and too ugly...
But unfortunately, most people in Lijia Village really confirmed this statement...
It is clear that Lijiacun and Hejiacun are just two villages facing each other by a river.
But people in Lijiacun are much less friendly. For example, when I received a vaginal discharge in Hejiacun, everyone in Hejiacun looked at me with gratitude.
Moreover, they knew that I was born in the underworld, so they were not that disgusted. They were even willing to let me live in Hejiacun and build a house for me.
This is not the case in Lijia Village where I live.
It stands to reason that my father has done so many things for the village over the years, but he still can't change the villagers' opinion of me. Even when I helped Xie Xiaohua solve a big problem in the village, it still had no effect...
I inherited the craftsmanship of Luo Yinpo and learned how to fish out corpses. I can be regarded as a catcher and a corpse fisher. I am of great help to the village, but they still hate me the same way.
The word stubbornness is simply interpreted vividly!
After thinking about this clearly, my mood became more complicated.
During this period, Miao Guangyang had already walked to the village chief's body.
He took out some more things and placed them on the village chief. I didn't recognize what they were. Finally, he motioned for me to drag the village chief's body out of the mass grave first.
After dispelling the distracting thoughts in my mind, I walked to the village chief.
I did not reach out directly to pull his body, but used the green hemp rope on my body to pass the rope through the village chief's arms and armpits. After tying him up, I could drag him away with the rope.
In just a moment, his previously pale and bloodless complexion turned into the livid color of an ordinary dead person.
Especially the talisman on his forehead, which was stained by the blood hole in the middle, turned the entire talisman into yellow-red, and clung to his forehead, creating another sense of terror.
The village chief is definitely not that simple. Even after leaving this tomb, he is still a wanderer. It should be because of this talisman that he was completely suppressed.
Miao Guangyang had already arrived in front of the village chief's grandson, carried the child on his back, and hurriedly shouted to me not to delay here, to go out first, as he had to burn the body, and to rush to my house to affix the talisman.
My heart was excited, and I quickly pulled up the green hemp rope and dragged the village chief's body out of the graveyard.
Miao Guangyang walked in front of me, and our speed was not slow.
When we passed by and came across the woman's grave, the place was already empty.
But I noticed that there was a talisman affixed to the tombstone.
I couldn't help but take another look at Miao Guangyang, then searched the ground with my eyes, and soon found the mourning stick that I had left behind.
I quickly picked it up, but because I still couldn't hold it firmly, I pinned it to my waist.
After another half-quarter of an hour, we arrived outside the mass grave.
Miao Guangyang glanced around and asked me to get some dry firewood to light a fire. He also told me that I didn't need much, as this kind of corpse was easy to burn.
The area surrounding this mass grave was originally a wasteland, and the most indispensable thing in the wasteland was dead grass.
After I put down the body and removed the green hemp rope, I quickly found a large piece of dead grass and dry firewood from the surrounding area.
He piled it into a simple small bonfire, and then under Miao Guangyang's instructions, he moved the village chief's body up.
Miao Guangyang took out a fire stick, flicked it twice, and sparks appeared, and lit the bonfire. The flames "hoo!" suddenly turned into a raging fire.
There was a crackling sound, and the flames rolled and jumped up, completely engulfing the entire body...
The red burial clothes on the village chief's body looked even redder when burned by the flames.
As the entire corpse was burned, a faint green color emerged from the flames, and a stench filled the air.
In addition, one thing needs to be mentioned. When Miao Guangyang dragged the village chief out, the big yellow croaker held by the village chief fell into the coffin and was not pulled out.
The corpse was burned faster than I thought. I think this has something to do with Miao Guangyang's manipulation. Maybe there is something I don't understand.
In less than half an hour, a corpse had been burned cleanly. Inside the blackened vegetation ashes were the remaining white ashes and some unburned bones.
Miao Guangyang nodded slightly, and his tone was much calmer: "There are many ways to lose one's soul. Burning to ashes is the cleanest and simplest. The ghost lady should be fine, so we can go directly to your house." I took a deep breath. Tone, trying to keep his thoughts steady.
However, I still asked Miao Guangyang, who is giving the village chief guidance on ghost scriptures? Let him know where to bury himself?
Was it done by a death-seeking dog?
In my mind, I never believed that the village chief himself knew this place.
This is Feng Shui, and only Mr. Feng Shui understands it!
If he knew Feng Shui, he wouldn't be so greedy for those two big yellow croakers that he would die.
However, Miao Guangyang's words directly dispelled my second thought. He first said that it couldn't be a death-seeking dog. It was a living corpse that could only be formed by people with a special profession.
Then he said that the person who asked the village chief to be buried here should be a Feng Shui master with ulterior motives.
Either they have always been coveting our village and want to get something from the chaos here.
Or he just wants to kill everyone in our village.
There are good and bad Feng Shui masters. There are many evil Feng Shui masters who have gone astray and harmed their own lives.
Or maybe someone wants to use a large number of human lives to cultivate an extremely vicious corpse evil spirit.
I could understand the first half of what he said, but the second half was half-understood, but it was chilling.
My heart feels more like a huge stone pressing down on me, making it difficult to breathe smoothly...
