When I looked at Yang Xiayuan's face before, he was clearly a sign of longevity.
After Mr. Jingyin said this, I took another look and found some problems.
Yang Xiayuan's face does still have a sign of longevity, but his teeth have become sparse.
Although I didn't pay much attention to it before, I still remember clearly that although he is old, his teeth are still very good.
Teeth are bones, and bones are the essence of Qi and blood. If a person's Qi is sufficient, his bones will be young.
As people age, their bones become loose, and their teeth are exposed bones that will almost fall off, and the person's figure will become hunched.
This is also the reason why many elderly people have hunchbacks.
Yang Xiayuan probably paid a heavy price for fighting against the Green Corpse and dealing with the Yin Corpse of the Yang Yang just now.
He looked at Mr. Yin sinisterly and also glanced at me.
At this moment, Mr. Yin said again: "In the world of Feng Shui, your reputation as Master Kanyu has not faded away with time. You also used the house that was first evil and then good luck, and you used the lives of your descendants to bear the murders on your behalf. Then you should also know that your promise to Shiliu to let go of his grandma, grandfather, and father is the result. If you destroy this cause and effect, you will definitely receive retribution."
"There is no time now for you to use the Feng Shui bureau to avoid disasters, and Shiliu will not agree to it. We will wait until you go back."
"Why be so aggressive?" Mr. Yin's words were too calm, and Yang Xiayuan's squinted eyes suddenly relaxed and opened again.
He said coldly: "The priest of Bun Niang is also very eloquent. You also like Luo Shiliu, right? This female disciple is not bad either."
"After this, I will go up to Ji Niang Mountain to meet you."
After saying that, Yang Xiayuan suddenly looked at me and said with a smile: "Luo Shiliu, there is a secret room under my Feng Shui dojo, where the bones of your grandma, Luo Zhongliang and your father are all. "
"There is no problem with her safety, and I have not damaged the two corpses. Do you want to leave now? Don't you want to see what the fresh corpse looks like?"
After hearing the news about grandma from Yang Xiayuan, I couldn't help but want to leave.
Especially between Yang Xiayuan's eyebrows, a crack suddenly flashed.
My heart trembled, and I immediately said: "It's not mine, and I won't covet it, and I won't be able to enjoy it." After saying that, I also moved out of Yang Xiayuan's way.
Yang Xiayuan is a sinister person, but in this matter, as Mr. Yin said, cause and effect are connected, and he will never dare to lie to me.
He quickly walked to the cliff. He didn't have the skills of Shen Ji, but he took out two steel claws from his waist, tied them to his hands, and quickly climbed up the cliff.
"Let's go!" I said quickly.
This time I didn't let Shen Ji continue to take me. I swam back to the other side with Mr. Yin, not stopping at the big house in the middle.
After I got to the other side, I discovered that Liu Wensan had also returned, and Blind Chen was resting against a stone.
As for the wolf mastiff, it was licking the corners of its mouth, leaving only a pile of messy gray feathers on the ground. Even if the gray-skinned parrot turned into a black evil, it could not escape the wolf mastiff's blood mouth and fell into its belly.
On top of the green corpse's head, there was another compass.
The compass on Yang Xiayuan's body was obviously more than one.
The Yin corpse of the Yang Yang stood motionless next to the mountain pool.
He looks like a living person, lifelike, but the clothes he wears are very simple.
Mr. Yin suddenly said: "This thing is a bit abnormal. The anger has indeed dissipated, but he does not move, as if he deliberately let us pass under the cliff. The problem is not small."
I was about to explain when Shen Ji suddenly said: "Look."
Her tone was urgent, and I subconsciously followed her gaze.
My pupils tightened, and my heart felt like it was tightly grasped by a pair of hands.
Standing on the shore and looking at the big house, you can see the coffin again.
I lifted the two coffin lids aside and they were clearly visible.
At the same time, Yang Xiayuan could be seen lying next to the coffin.
Shen Ji and I did not destroy the position of the coffin, and the structure of the shadow burial method was not destroyed, so the scene on the cliff was able to reach the big house.
Yang Xiayuan's face was full of greed. He reached into the coffin and directly opened the thin chestnut wood coffin lid!
The next moment, his greed and excitement suddenly turned into pain and ferocity, and he let out a scream!
From the position of his arms, he began to wither quickly and became older and older!
It was as if all the life in him was drained away in an instant!
I was shocked and murmured: "Angry, the Yang Yin corpse absorbs Yang energy. The feathered corpse in the coffin is not enough to absorb the energy of the entire Feng Shui bureau. It also absorbs the energy of living people."
In an instant, Yang Xiayuan became older and could barely move with trembling. He was already on the verge of running out of fuel.
Even the hair on his head was almost falling out, and the rise and fall of his chest was getting weaker and weaker.
"He is dead." Shen Ji suddenly said.
But just at this moment, Yang Xiayuan's eyes widened.
His face turned blue for a while, and his old and withered arms were pulled out hard!
A corpse was pulled out of the coffin!
This corpse is covered in down feathers!
Compared with the good corpse of the ancestor of the Gou family, it is even more full-featured, even covering every inch of flesh and blood.
Visible to the naked eye, the down feathers are still increasing.
And the chestnut branches in the coffin are also growing, seeming to wrap it up.
The next moment, Yang Xiayuan buried his head and bit the base of the corpse's neck. His head shook and his body trembled. He hugged the corpse tightly, as if he wanted to merge into one.
Suddenly, Yang Xiayuan's body went from old and withered to exhausted, and then began to change towards fullness...
"This..." Shen Ji was frightened.
I was also extremely shocked.
Suddenly, the corpse of Yang Yin moved. With a bang, he fell into the water, the mountain pool burst into a large splash of water, and the Yang Yang Yin Corpse quickly moved towards the other side.
"Let's go!" Mr. Yin spoke very fast!
But in the next moment, the two mountain ranges suddenly shook. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the ground was shaking.
Between the loud rumblings, huge rocks rolled down from the top of the mountain, which was extremely terrifying.
What was even more shocking was that the mountain pool began to sink.
The foot of the third mountain range behind us also showed signs of collapse.
Blind Chen suddenly stood up, and the wolf mastiff also barked wildly.
Liu Wensan was in shock and cursed: "Fuck, how can we go on? Yang Xiayuan, an old man, wants to kill us all here, why should he bite the corpse?" Visible to the naked eye, the fourth branch mountain range is also shaking. , as if it will collapse in the next moment!
Mr. Yin's face was extremely pale.
Shen Ji was also panicked: "Master, the mountain is about to collapse, what should I do?"
Mr. Yin stared at the mountain behind him, and shook his head with a pale face: "The mountain is going to collapse, where is the way to go?"
A group of us all gathered together, and I felt a sense of powerlessness.
Could it be that we really have to die here?
That feathered corpse was the foundation of this place. Yang Xiayuan bit him and sucked his corpse's blood. It was the foundation of life that was sucked away, which caused the landslide to collapse!
That's what Feng Shui is, anger is everything!
Suddenly, my eyes fell on Blind Chen, and my voice became extremely solemn: "Uncle Chen, your fate is the hardest, I want to tell your fortune again!"
Liu Wensan also looked anxiously: "Sixteen, what time is it now, what else do you want to tell?"
Mr. Yin's pupils also shrunk to a small point, and he immediately said: "Quick! Quickly calculate!"
