Suddenly thinking of this, I suddenly felt the cold light behind me.
As people grow older, he was so powerful in Feng Shui back then. If he were alive now, I don't know how terrifying it would be!
But I feel that I have lost my grandfather.
In Grandpa’s blood book, those words about man breaking Feng Shui and conquering nature are so bold and majestic!
Now I have learned the art of yin and yang, holding a fixed compass and a golden abacus, but I am afraid of what this Feng Shui master I have never seen before will say?
I straightened my thoughts and stopped thinking wildly.
Time passed quickly, and the second boatload of corpses came ashore without any accidents.
Zhang Er suddenly asked me to follow him to the mourning hall.
It is not dark yet, the flood has not yet come, and there will be no danger in the river.
The body can only be placed in the mourning hall at night. Before that, he also had to make some preparations to avoid some changes.
I followed Zhang Er to the mourning hall. The corpses were placed on every table and covered with white cloth, which made it not so scary.
Zhang Er walked around, then found an empty table, but took out the inkstone and brush I just gave him.
To my surprise, he actually carried a piece of ink with him.
"Luo Shiliu, you should still have some yellow paper with you, right? Take one and give it to me."
I immediately took out a piece of yellow paper and laid it flat in front of Zhang Er.
After a while, Zhang Er picked up his pen and wrote down half of the obituary.
After he finished writing, he asked me to read it.
The first line of the obituary is: "Obituary of the Thousand Sons of Yangjiang."
The content below made me feel slightly moved.
"Today is the year of Dingyou, the month of Renzi, and the day of Yihai. It is a very auspicious day for the soft sun. It is an auspicious time for mourning."
"Please come ashore for all the unjust souls who died in vain! Build an ancestral hall by the river, and ask the people of Neiyang City to recognize their relatives, so that the complaints of those who died in vain can be supported by dreams, and the corpses can rest in peace."
"You were born in a time of war and chaos, but now the country is peaceful and the people are safe. There is no need to worry about it in the world of the world. You will be enshrined and reincarnated in the underworld!"
Further down is a talisman. This talisman is completely different from the evil evil talisman. It is long and looks like several words spliced together.
At the top is a word "Feng", with a word similar to "pardon" under it, and below it is a corpse written backwards, with two more horizontal lines on its head.
The arm of the corpse was extremely long, and the three or four remaining runes were completely included in it vertically. I didn't even recognize what those complicated characters were.
But this talisman as a whole gave me a sinister feeling!
"Don't you recognize this talisman?"
Zhang Er suddenly frowned slightly and asked.
I nodded awkwardly.
Zhang Er's eyebrows tightened, and he was thoughtful.
"I see that you have never written a funeral note before. I thought you took care of everything and ignored this detail. My original intention was to help you remember it. It seems that you have not forgotten to write a funeral note, but you don't know how to do it at all?"
"Indeed not..." I replied sincerely.
Zhang Er was silent for a moment, then sighed softly: "It seems that Mr. Yin Shu left too early and didn't teach you anything. By chance, the inheritance of Tiekou Jinsuan was just an inheritance."
"Although Onmyoji is profound, it cannot be a great optical skill. Although the matter of tombs is small, it is indispensable."
"Tell me honestly, what do you know?"
I didn't feel embarrassed, but Zhang Er's inquiry made me even more nervous and eager.
After explaining everything I knew, Zhang Er paused for a long time before saying, "I see."
"After this incident, I can teach you how to use Yin and Yang. The great art of harmonizing the earth and the earth is indeed what countless Feng Shui masters long for, but the small skills lead to the same goal through different paths."
"Take this inkstone and pen, I won't break my promise."
I looked overjoyed and felt even more grateful.
At this moment, Feng Bao hurriedly ran to me and Zhang Er, his expression was flustered.
"Mr. Luo, Mr. Li, something happened..."
My expression also changed, and I immediately asked: "What happened?"
"It's flooded... The water is so big that it's scary. There's also a flood report from above. There used to be a dam from Xuanhe River to Yangjiang River, but that dam collapsed... I'm afraid it won't be long before there's even bigger water coming down. We can't Keep picking up corpses!"
"Otherwise, Mr. Liu and the others may not be able to get ashore!"
Feng Bao's voice was urgent, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
Zhang Er's expression also changed drastically.
The two of us walked quickly towards the dock.
As soon as I left the mourning hall table, I could hear the roar of water!
Zhang Er and I had only been in the mourning hall for more than an hour, but Yangjiang, which had been calm before, became turbulent!
The river water slammed against the embankment violently, and the astonishing water force had already flooded several piers!
The bamboo raft of Liu Wensan and those who fished for corpses had long been overturned!
The remaining body-retrieving boat next to Tieniu was also teetering in the river, and the staff of the body-retrieving team above were frightened.
Dark clouds covered the sun and the wind blew fiercely...
It was clearly broad daylight, but the oppressive sky was already as dark as night.
"Trouble... quickly notify the people on the corpse boat and call Uncle Wen and the others to come ashore!"
Feng Baoze told me that he had called me just now.
But the people on the body-retrieving boat said that Liu Wensan and the others had not come up since they went down, and they could not notify them.
While we were talking, the three of us had arrived outside the dock.
The river is so big that we can no longer reach the pier. From time to time, a big wave rolls up. In front of the waves of the river, the human power seems extremely small.
There were many people next to the pier. Feng Jun hurried over and handed me a telescope. I quickly took it to look at the river.
This time, you can see much more clearly.
On the corpse-retrieving boat, the captain of the corpse-retrieving team, Old Guo, kept waving his arms and saying something. His expression looked very ferocious and crazy.
The others were also arguing with him.
There were many corpses on the boat, but those people pushed the corpses off the boat one after another!
There are even people sailing boats towards the shore! Lao Guo was also held up!
My expression changed at that time.
It became clear at once that the corpse boat was going to land! They even pushed the bodies down to reduce their weight.
But Liu Wensan and the other corpse hunters haven’t boarded the boat yet!
If the corpse-recovering team's boat docks, what will Liu Wensan and the others do?
"We can't let the corpse boat come up now! Uncle Wen and the others are still underwater!"
My voice was hoarse and I called Feng Bao to inform the people on the boat quickly.
Feng Jun's face looked very ugly. He said that he had already informed him.
However, the people on the boat and Lao Guo all quarreled, saying that they did not want to die in the river. If they waited for two more minutes, everyone might die in the river. He said that I should be able to see if there was a dispute on the boat.
At that time, my heart went cold, and then I gritted my teeth and said: "If you can't explain it to them, just send another boat! Go pick up Uncle Wen and the others!"
However, Feng Jun's face turned slightly pale. He obviously hesitated before saying: "Mr. Luo, this is too dangerous... It's not that we don't want to go. We are all ordinary people. The flood will come down soon. Let's go." , there’s no guarantee that I won’t be able to come back…”
"Liu Wensan and the others are the ones who fish for corpses. They are the most ferocious in the water... They should be able to get ashore..." Feng Jun's words also made my expression change suddenly!
I looked at him with wide eyes.
He can be considered a person sent to me by Feng Zhirong. He can be considered a person who has done a lot of things. He is very courageous and not weak in skill.
As soon as I thought about it, the annoyance in my heart was suppressed.
With such a danger, how many people can be forced to sail the ship?
But the river is so fierce. No matter how powerful Liu Wensan and the others are, they may not be able to get up...
My forehead was covered with sweat, and my eyes were almost red with anxiety.
