My heart tightened. Did I die?
Before I could ask any more questions, Feng Qu continued speaking quickly. When they were on the road, Miao Jinglun's breathing was relatively stable and he could barely hang on to his life. The nurse also said that he could survive until he went to the hospital for surgery.
But by chance, the ambulance broke down halfway and was delayed.
As we approached the hospital, there was another car accident.
Miao Jinglun could not bear such bumps and died.
I told Feng Qu to call the police as usual and not to worry about anything else.
After hanging up the phone, I also told him about Miao Jinglun's death.
Liu Wensan smoked a cigarette and said nothing.
Instead, the merchant laughed, a bit ferociously, and said it would be a good death.
For the merchant, this Miao Jinglun is his nightmare.
It was only natural for him to react like this to mess up his life and destroy his family.
Only then did I understand why a vaginal fetus could be born.
If Miao Jinglun died, it was Miao Jing who committed the murder.
No wonder Miao Jing turned towards the green corpse.
Didn't the little girl turn into a living corpse directly from the blood demon after killing her mother? She also gave birth to a vaginal fetus herself.
If Xiaonan didn't mean to kill me and just killed Zhou Bin who killed him and left, I'm afraid no one would be able to save me.
Miao Jing's body was put into the copper coffin, and immediately after, the fetus was burned in the yard.
I just made the arrangements to bury Miao Jing overnight to avoid a long night and many dreams.
The New Year has passed now. Because of Li Dexian’s sudden arrival, my grandma and I have not been able to live the New Year.
It is not only the year 2018 on the Gregorian calendar, but also the Year of Wuxu on the lunar calendar.
Among the sixty immortal lives mentioned in the house scriptures, those who fled in the year of 1898 were forbidden to be buried in Maoyouyi, Xingengjia.
It is suitable to be buried in the six mountains of Yin, Shen, Xuchen and Qianxun.
After thinking for a while, I made a plan to bury Miao Jing in Yin Mountain.
There is an explanation in the long hexagram. The yin gradually grows and the yang gradually grows, which is called long. There is also the yin that disappears and the yang gradually grows. One of the yangs is the Yin hexagram, and the Yin hexagram is also the human yuan hexagram.
The six mountains that are suitable for burial have the feng shui benefits of having prosperous descendants, prosperous wealth, well-known people and distinguished people in the house, fame all over the world, and eternal wealth.
Coupled with the symbol of Yang Ren Yuan in the Yin hexagram, it may be able to change the fate of some merchants.
This is also my attempt.
When Feng Zhirong lost his only son, I moved the Feng family's grave and carefully selected the location so that the Feng family could prosper financially.
However, for Feng Zhirong at that time, the Yin Predator Palace still meant that he would have children, while Shangjiang was very dry, and he was destined to have no children.
But for him, his later years would be too bleak.
Bone appearance can change destiny, and I have got the answer from Luo Jianshu.
This is another attempt of mine. If I can change it, everyone will be happy.
After thinking about this clearly, I also signaled Shang Jiang to drive, while Liu Wensan and I pushed the stretcher out.
The weight of this copper coffin is not light.
Where can we deliver it to the car on our own?
The merchant called a group of workers who usually carried and unloaded the goods for him, and then he put the copper coffin on a pickup truck.
Liu Wensan also frowned and said that he had to go to Feng's house to get Blind Chen over, otherwise there would be problems if he went on the road rashly.
I shook my head solemnly and said I wouldn't need it for the time being.
Liu Wensan was surprised and said that although Miao Jing died, the body was still not simple, and it would be a big trouble if it provoked any sneaky people along the way.
I smiled and asked Liu Wensan if he had forgotten.
In the half month before I went to Gou's house, Chen Xiazi taught me more skills in using the mourning stick. He also taught me a lot of divination, numerology, obituary, birth date, marriage, and yin and yang.
Among them, opening the yin path is the technique of tapping the yin and yang.
Liu Wensan slapped his thigh, slapped his mouth, and asked me if I had learned these things well?
I pondered for a moment and said that I didn’t dare to guarantee it, but I could give it a try.
In fact, this is also an attempt for me. I have thought more than once that I can't always rely on others for help.
I am indeed still inexperienced. Last night outside Chaoyang House, I didn't know how to directly open the Yin Road, which would definitely reduce some trouble.
Blind Chen did this at that time and also gave me a reminder.
While I was thinking, Liu Wensan nodded and got into the front seat of the car with the merchant, while several other workers were sitting in the back seat.
As for me, I stood directly behind the pickup truck, next to the coffin.
He lowered his head and glanced at the time. It was three o'clock at midnight, which happened to be Yin Shi.
I took a long breath, kept going back and forth for a few minutes, then coughed, cleared my throat, and shouted in a deep voice.
"The dead do not touch the ground when passing through their coffins, and the living do not look back when they walk at night!"
"The Yin hour has arrived, and hundreds of ghosts are walking at night."
"Yin and Yang point the way, and evil spirits retreat."
"Turn on the penis!" This voice shouted, and my whole body was covered with fine goosebumps, and my voice became thin and sharp uncontrollably.
The moment he finished speaking, the pickup truck also hit the road.
I suddenly felt that my consciousness and thoughts were particularly clear.
This kind of clarity is like the cold wind around me pouring into my body, the refreshing feeling of consciousness.
His eyes seemed to be much sharper.
Visible to the naked eye, the roadside on both sides began to fog up, and it seemed vaguely that someone was approaching.
As the car drove out of the city, the fog became more and more foggy.
Every one of those people seemed to want to get closer, and their whispers could gradually be heard in my ears, which was extremely noisy.
After they heard it more clearly, they asked me to stop the car and give them a ride.
There were also some sharper ones, saying that the girl in the car was so pretty, why should she be kept in a coffin and live with them.
Only then did I understand what blind man Chen faced every time he opened his vagina.
If I had seen these people and these scenes in the past, my legs would have trembled.
Now, my tolerance is different.
Likewise, I also found some benefits.
Although Blind Chen is blind, because of this, his eyes can filter out many things that need not be seen, and he is also pure in his profession as a goddess.
There were no surprises during this journey.
I also found a suitable Yinshan site outside the city for Miao Jing to be buried, and there were no twists and turns.
After Miao Jing was buried, we returned along the road.
Shangjiang's face has undergone changes that are visible to the naked eye!
His shriveled Yin Palace of Prey actually became full!
This kind of fullness looks a little familiar, and it is actually similar to Miao Jing's appearance...
It's as if the two of them are overlapping couples.
The fullness of the Yin Predator Palace means that the fate of the merchant has been changed, and he is no longer destined to have no heirs.
This is definitely directly related to Miao Jing's burial. I even think that it was the result of Miao Jing's desperate attempt to make up for Shang Jiang.
I also told the merchant directly about this matter.
But the merchant cried like a child and kept wiping his tears. Finally, he said that he didn't want to think about it now. He wanted to make an imitation compass for me and then try to reproduce the fixed compass.
And he also gave me the unused imitation compass.
Shang Jiang sent me and Liu Wensan to Feng’s house first, and then he drove away.
At this time, it was already past five or six o'clock, and it was already dawn.
I also told Liu Wensan to rest first. I guess Feng Zhirong and Uncle Chen have already discussed how to deal with Li Dexian.
Let's get some sleep first, recharge our batteries, and prepare to pack up that old thing.
Liu Wensan also spit and said something.
But when entering the courtyard, Liu Wensan hesitated again.
I saw it right away and asked him what was wrong? Is there something difficult to say?
Liu Wensan's character is too rough, so I can see the problem at a glance.
He still hesitated for a moment, then said with a wry smile, this matter was originally discussed with Blind Chen and was kept hidden from me for the time being.
But with his character, he really couldn't hide things, so he planned to tell me first so that I could be mentally prepared.
