My complexion was equally cloudy and uncertain.
Because Ma Kuan ran away in front of my eyes...
If he really ran away, there would be endless trouble.
"Huang Qi, call Zhu Xian in and ask him to open this door." Jiang Pan whispered to Huang Qi.
Huang Qi immediately turned around and ran towards the outside of the compound.
"Let me calculate his position." Jiang Pan took out the tortoise shell and six copper coins at the same time.
He dropped the copper coins to the ground, and even threw the tortoise shell towards the ground!
With a soft clatter, the copper coins fell to the ground first. The six coins had different front and back sides, but the tortoise shell was spinning in place without stopping for a long time.
The fortune telling method of Tian Yuan Xiang Shu is completely different from that of Earth Xiang Yu.
But the directions should all be based on the Bagua method.
Liao Cheng was waiting in front of the narrow gate. He said with a bad expression that he might not be able to catch up even if he had reached it. This would be the same as letting the tiger go back to the mountain.
My heart sank deeper.
Turning my head, I looked at the corpse driver beside the wall.
I narrowed my eyes slightly, walked up to him again, grabbed his chin, and slapped him upwards hard.
There was a soft click and I connected his chin.
"...You...what do you want to do?" He spoke incoherently and anxiously.
"Do you know Ma Kuan's birth date?!" My tone was cold, and my eyes were even colder, as sharp as a knife.
"No...I don't know..."
His eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of dissociation and avoidance.
"Say! You can't lie to me! If you don't tell me, don't use your tongue again!"
I raised my hand and took out the divination knife, pretending to smash his mouth.
The next moment, the corpse driver's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was obviously willing to risk everything.
He raised his head suddenly and was about to hit the back wall...
With quick eyes and quick hands, I grabbed his hair and pulled him forward.
He grunted, without hitting the wall with the back of his head, but was pulled over by me and fell to the ground, letting out another scream.
"You really want to kill the boss...but I dare to bite the poison in my teeth. Do you think I will say that?!"
"Huang Qi is the only one who is greedy for life and afraid of death! He would rather be a dog to save his life! I don't want to be a dog!"
His voice was hoarse, and he was even smiling and sarcastic.
"And I'm not afraid to tell you, everyone knows the birth date of the boss, but no one can tell it!"
"My head is missing and there is a scar as big as a bowl. Twenty years after a person's death, he still..."
"First... sir... you want to know Ma Kuan's birthday?" came another probing voice.
My body stiffened and I turned around to see, wasn't it Huang Qi who came in with Zhu Xian?
Zhu Xie had already gone over to kill the wooden door under Liao Cheng's arrangement.
Huang Qi's face turned slightly pale. He must have heard what the corpse exorcist said just now.
"You know?!" There was a bit of surprise in my eyes.
Huang Qi nodded and said seriously: "In these years, every time Ma Kuan's birthday comes, he has to celebrate it. He goes to the city to find women and drinks wine. During those days, no one goes to the grave or rushes. Corpse, I remember it clearly."
"It's the Year of the Rat in Renzi, in the month of Jiachen and on the day of Yichou. Yes, Ma Kuan also said that he was born at the time determined by humans. It is a good day for burial and tomb repairing on that day."
Huang Qi explained it very clearly and carefully, and I remembered it once.
The corpse driver lying on the ground was dumbfounded.
His eyes widened, almost as if he wanted to swallow Huang Qi, and he growled: "You bastard, I'll kill you!"
Huang Qi gritted his teeth, picked up a bench from the ground, and struck it directly on the head of the corpse exorcist!
With a bang, the corpse driver fainted and his head was bleeding...
I didn't stop Huang Qi from doing this. These people tortured Huang Qi countless times, so they just let him vent.
I took out the carving knife placed in the Tang suit on my chest. I squinted my eyes slightly and stared at it for a long time.
Then, I took out another piece of white wood.
I always carry the lightning strike wood talisman and the willow wood heart with me.
I lowered my head and started carving on the willow heart.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Zhu Xian had cut open the narrow door. Sure enough, there was a pillar inside, supporting the back of the door. Coupled with the complicated door valve, it blocked us for so long.
Jiang Pan said seriously that Ma Kuan fled to the northwest. He chased him from here and then walked toward the northwest. He didn't know if he could still catch him.
Liao Cheng shook his head and said that the probability was too low and he would probably not be caught.
I didn't look up, took a deep breath, and whispered: "He can run out, but he can't escape. Even if he can escape, he won't live long."
In the blink of an eye, the willow wood heart in my hand had already taken the shape of a small wooden man.
"Brother Yin Yang, what do you mean?" Liao Cheng frowned and looked at my hand.
Jiang Pan also turned to look at me, with an expression of shock and confusion.
I turned the wooden figure over and carved Renzi, Jiachen, Yichou and Haishi on the back with the tip of the carving knife.
Then, he turned the wooden figure over and carved the word "Ma Kuan" on the top of his head.
Raising my hand, I bit my index finger and covered the wooden figure with blood from my fingertip.
A chill penetrated my fingers and penetrated my body.
I did not answer Jiang Pan and Liao Cheng, but raised my hand again and stabbed the wooden man's chest with the carving knife.
Corresponding to the human lungs.
I murmured in a low voice: "Those who died on the 2nd, 12th, 23rd, and those with tuberculosis should have their thresholds cut off and mourned."
As I spoke, I pierced the wooden man's lung with a carving knife and drilled out a hole.
"Zhu Xie, go and cut off this threshold." I gave the order directly without looking at Zhu Xie.
From the corner of his eye, he saw Zhu Xie walking towards the threshold without hesitation and cutting it off with all his strength.
At this moment, the wooden figure in my hand seemed to have become a little heavier, and there was an even colder chill.
I walked directly to the table without stopping, pushed away the leftovers on the table, spread out a piece of hemp paper, and took out the Tiangan inkstone and the Dizhi pen.
Quickly grind the ink and squeeze a few drops of blood into it.
Picking up the pen, I quickly wrote: "On this day of the month, the moon is full of awns, and the sun is on the same day. I should use a small fungus to hold things in place, and the Six-Gui Heavenly Prison should be held under the coffin of the house."
After I finished writing, I twisted up the hemp paper, shook it dry a little, and then wrapped it directly around the wooden figure.
He also wrote six words in the center with a ground pen, "Heaven, Moon, Day, Death of Consumption."
After doing this, I shivered.
I felt a chill in my back, as if someone was standing behind me, still whispering to me.
I bit the tip of my tongue, and my whole body suddenly sobered up a lot.
This method of carving wooden figures was recorded in the travel notes of Mr. Di Xiangkanyu's early years.
Different months, different days, different ways of death, different causes of death, and different burial methods.
If the husband encounters evil people and finds it difficult to be kind, this is an extreme solution.
But this method will cost you a lot.
Use the sixty immortal destiny, that is, the eight characters of birth and birth, to determine the evil person's wooden figure, and then announce the cause of his death and the time of death!
Use Mr.'s blood as a medium and fate as a weapon.
Invisibly, Mr.'s fate will become the knife that drives him to death.
As long as the husband's life is hard enough, he can be cursed to death!
