At that time, I felt that everything was bad.
Although my grandfather left behind many broken compasses, I always felt that the imitation compass would only break into pieces if Daxi’s body was crushed and then buried. Just like Widow Liao’s, it didn’t break even after being crushed.
Unexpectedly, my dad in Luopan Town would actually have cracks.
After calming down my thoughts for a while, I accepted the fact... I'm afraid it was because I had suppressed my father for too long. After all, he was also a black evil, and many changes had happened at that time. Is there any guarantee that he wouldn't become more vicious?
Liu Wensan took out a row of peach wood nails in his hand, many of which were the same nails that Feng Zhirong had painted black for him. They were driven into my father's chest, shoulders, legs, feet, and forehead.
While suppressing it, he sighed and said: "You are Shiliu's biological father, and I am his godfather. We are all doing this for Shiliu. That's why I suppressed your body over and over again. This time I offended you again. I will give you a gift later." Wine, you won’t come home until you’re drunk!”
boom……
There was a sudden soft sound inside the coffin, and the imitation compass unexpectedly fell off my dad's head... rolled to the edge of the coffin...
I also knelt down and kowtowed to my dad before going to pick out the imitation compass.
I lowered my head and stared at the crack in the middle of the compass. My heart was hanging for a while, and I didn't know if it could still be used or how long it would last...
Can this still suppress the female corpse?
I took another look at my dad and found that his body had not changed much, with the peach wood nails firmly in place.
Liu Wensan wiped his forehead, took a long breath and said, "It's not a big deal. Now that we've finished our work, let's meet your dad for a drink."
"Okay, Uncle Wen, you have been busy for so long, so you should have a good sleep first. There will be a lot of things going on in Yangjiang tomorrow." I breathed a sigh of relief.
Liu Wensan looked at me intently for a few seconds, then took out half a bottle of Erguotou from his pocket and stuffed it into my hand.
I looked at him in confusion.
Liu Wensan patted my left shoulder: "My fingers are all pierced. Uncle Wensan is afraid that you won't be able to sleep, so I'll put a few white ones on you, otherwise you won't be able to close your eyes."
"Sure." I felt a little warm in my heart.
Liu Wensan left the side courtyard and went to rest in the courtyard where the corpse collector lived, while I also returned to my room.
The wolf mastiff came and lay down under my bed. It seemed to be sleepy and took a breath. The blood on its mouth had already been licked clean.
I went to the bathroom to wash up first, and then looked at my face in the mirror.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. When I look at it, cold sweat breaks out on my forehead.
The last time I looked at my face, I saw that my bones were sunken and my eyebrows were like charcoal.
After that, so many things happened in the village, which also hurt my body and made me narrowly escape death.
My appearance at this moment is much more serious than last time!
First, my hair stood up a lot and looked extremely dry.
A stream of green energy spontaneously passed through Yintang, passed through the bridge of the nose, and finally landed in the middle of the person.
The youthful spirit of a man is so sad that he will be on the run for seven days!
In the Yintang, at the tip of the nose, and at the position of the two oars, black air appears.
This kind of death makes me miserable and I will be on the run for three days!
In a daze, I seemed to find that there was a double image in my head, and the three-pointed and six-sharp appearance of a dead person also appeared...
Feeling depressed, I shook my head and touched my neck.
In the physiognomy, if the forehead is dark, the head is heavy, the neck is stiff, it is a sign that it is incurable and the person will die!
Fortunately, except for his face, everything else is normal.
I suppressed my shock, but I was not that pessimistic. The bloody disaster came quickly and urgently, and the retribution I received was so heavy, which meant that Blind Chen himself should bear it, and he was by no means weaker than me. If it hadn't been for his destiny to be changed at that time, I'm afraid tonight He was the one who got into trouble.
I opened my mouth and looked again, and there was no black gas on the tongue coating.
I took out the compass and slowly placed it on top of my head.
This was completely a subconscious move and temptation on my part.
The imitation compass can suppress ghosts, and the fixed compass itself is a great talisman. It can be regarded as a very powerful Yin Yang magic weapon. I suffered retribution and was invaded by external evil spirits. Maybe it can also be useful?
The moment the compass fell to Tianling, I suddenly felt that my vision was much clearer. It was still so depressing, and the black energy was also dissipating.
Holding back the pounding of my heart, I returned to the bed, took a sip of white wine, and fell asleep.
When I woke up the next day, the sun was dazzling, and I felt much more refreshed. My fingers were still aching, and the gauze was soaked in blood.
I got up and looked at my face again. I slept with my compass on my head all night yesterday, and I found that the black air on my forehead and those dead faces had not come out.
Although the face is only visible for a moment, it is difficult to see the whole picture for the second time, otherwise the problem of the face will only worsen.
But it can be seen superficially from a person’s energy and spirit.
It's like an old man who has been hospitalized for a long time. The one who is about to die has a dull look on his face and his eyes are in the sky. They are different from those who are about to be discharged.
The wolf mastiff also wagged its tail at me outside the bathroom. It seemed a little more excited than yesterday, and its lips were trembling slightly from time to time.
After washing up, the wolf mastiff and I left the room. Grandma was sweeping the floor in the yard. She turned to look at me, feeling very happy.
There was no need to tell her what happened yesterday, it would make her worry in vain.
She also came over in a hurry and asked me what was wrong with my hand. I gave a few perfunctory words, and then grandma told me that Feng Zhirong had sent Feng Bao and Feng Jun to see me twice, but they didn’t call me until I woke up.
I immediately went to the living room in the backyard.
All the corpse collectors were sitting around eating breakfast. Liu Wensan looked full and vividly talked about how we hit the corpse last night, how he showed his power, and how the wolf mastiff bit the corpse.
I couldn't help but laugh, and I felt a lot more relaxed.
Of course, He Xianshui kept his head down and didn't say much.
Seeing me coming, Liu Wensan called me to go over and have a bite of food first. Feng Zhirong brought someone with him, waiting for me in the front yard, and asked me to go to the lobby room in front.
When I heard this, where else could I get something to eat? He turned around in a hurry and went to the front hall again.
When they saw Feng Zhirong, Feng Bao and Feng Jun were guarding the door, and there was another person standing next to Feng Zhirong.
The cheeks are slender, the eyebrows reach almost to the temples, the facial features are clear, plump and energetic.
His eyes are full of charm and his face is smiling and peaceful.
Wearing a Tang suit is even more appropriate and has a profound feeling.
I walked into the front hall, and Feng Zhirong's face was filled with joy, and he introduced me: "Mr. Luo, this is Zhang Er, Mr. Zhang. He has been here for a long time. I mentioned to you before that before Mr. Zhang washed his hands in the golden basin, He has been cooperating with our Feng family."
I took a deep breath, stretched out my hand, and shook Zhang Er's hand.
Looking at each other, Zhang Er's eyes looked a little surprised.
"You are the one who helped the Feng family change the Feng Shui Yin Mansion? I am really surprised that such a young person can see the land of the Mingtang and the Mingtang."
"The head of the Feng family said that you are Luo Zhongliang's grandson, but I still don't believe it."
"I saw you today, and sure enough, you look a bit like your grandfather."
Zhang Er's voice was very steady, and he smiled and said: "It's just that you are good at yin arts. I also heard from the head of the Feng family that you are also good at yin calculations."
"Both Yin and Yang techniques are good, why don't you put on Mr. Yin Shu's Tang suit? It will also let people know that Luo Zhongliang has a successor!"
