During this period, the strength of Liu Wensan and Chen Xiazi had also improved a lot unknowingly.
In particular, Chen Xiazi can already fight with a vicious corpse like Xiaonan, which turns to green. Coupled with the transformation of the wolf mastiff, his strength should not be underestimated.
Liu Wensan seems to be a humble person, but he was able to fight the blood evil last time.
Because of the package from Mrs. He, Blind Chen was equivalent to getting all of the goddess's business.
As for Liu Wensan, it is obviously related to the statue of Ai Gong.
But I always feel that this is not enough for the Bunniang Tomb.
If there is another problem between Shen Ji and Mr. Yin, it will be a troublesome matter that is difficult to solve.
Besides, there are Ma Baoyi and Zhang Er on the tomb of Bun Niang. The danger of this trip is definitely no less than that of Pi Mangui Mountain, and even more dangerous.
On the surface, I knew that Mr. Yin asked me to go so that the bun lady could become immortal, which was also the hexagram predicted by Zhang Jiu.
But underneath this, I began to feel that they must have a conspiracy.
This calculation must be inseparable from the bun girl's marriage!
While my thoughts were confused, I opened the book "Burning Shadows and Viewing Mountains" and read the content inside.
It's a pity that there is nothing related to the bun mother's marriage in "Burning Shadows and Viewing Mountains".
I am afraid that apart from Mr. Yin and Shen Ji, only the people in Ji Niang Village know about it.
Unknowingly, I watched more than two hours of Shadow Burial and Viewing the Mountain, and my understanding of the Shadow Burial method became a little deeper.
Before going to bed, I made a decision.
I want to give Liu Wen three divination predictions.
They would definitely not agree to my empty words about not letting Liu Wensan and Chen Xiazi go.
If there is a big danger, I will have an excuse.
She would also persuade him in front of He Caier.
I slept very deeply this time and didn't wake up at all.
When I opened my eyes, the dazzling sunlight penetrated into the window.
After stretching my muscles, I got up and pushed the door open into the yard.
The square wooden table in the middle of the yard is filled with food, including sausages and bacon, braised meat and eggs, stir-fried side dishes, and thick and fragrant white porridge.
Liu Wensan, Chen Xiazi, and Xu Shiyu were all already eating.
When I walked over, Xu Shiyu waved to me with a smile and shouted, "Sixteen, come here quickly."
Only then did I realize that there was an empty chair next to her, with a bowl of porridge in front of her.
The breakfast at Liu Wensan's family has always been so rich. Although it is not as exquisite as the Feng family's, after one meal, they will be full of energy for the whole day.
After taking a few bites of food, I noticed that Shen Ji had not come out.
Grandma and He Cai'er were playing with things in front of the threshold of the main room. Grandma was making cat bone pottery, and He Cai'er was mending clothes.
"Uncle Wen, where is Shen Ji?" I asked.
Liu Wensan shrugged and said he didn't see it.
Xu Shiyu said softly: "I knocked on the door just now to call her, but there was no response. I opened the door and took a look. The room was empty. She must have gone out."
I frowned slightly, went out? Doesn't she still have to watch over me? Why are you still going out?
Not knowing why, I finished the remaining porridge in a few mouthfuls.
The feeling of fullness turned into warmth and spread throughout the body.
I didn't immediately say that I wanted to tell Liu Wensan's fortune, but directly said that I planned to start decorating the mourning hall today and bury my grandfather and my father.
When I came back from the Feng family, I had already stated my plan.
Liu Wensan nodded solemnly and said that it was time to send the two of them to their graves.
Blind Chen reminded me: "Don't forget what you promised your master."
I am silent.
Of course I can't forget that in Zhang Jiugua's obituary, I promised that he would be buried with Mr. Yin Shu, my grandfather.
I also promise to extract an excerpt from the House Sutra and the Nine Arts of Yin Sheng, at least under Jiuquan, so that Zhang Jiu Gua can learn all about Dixiang Kanyu.
Before I could speak, Blind Chen continued: "Things are so complicated these days, how can you have time to get those books? Uncle Chen forgot to remind you yesterday. How about this, you give the things to Yang Zhannizi and let her make copies. One serving.”
"Uncle Chen will accompany her to ensure safety. You will prepare everything for burial here. Then we will see if we can bury them both tonight."
"The Feng family has already arrived with their car."
In fact, what I originally promised was an excerpt.
Blind Chen didn't mention the word "excerpting" because I really didn't have time to do it.
The Nine Arts of Yin Sheng are quite simple and can be copied down in up to half a day.
There are not only those ancient texts on the house scriptures, but also a large number of Feng Shui drawings.
I'm afraid it won't take more than three or five days to copy the entire thing. It really can't be done.
If I don't take the excerpt with me when I bury my grandfather, I'm afraid it will be disrespectful to Zhang Jiu Gua. Blind Chen's compromise method is already considered thoughtful.
I can trust Xu Shiyu, she doesn’t understand Feng Shui, and with Blind Chen escorting her, nothing will go wrong.
Shen Ji was not here, and there were no outsiders in the yard, so I took out the House Sutra and the Nine Arts of Yin Sheng directly.
After hesitating for a moment, I took out the parchment book of Burying Shadows and Viewing Mountains. I sighed softly and said, "He died for this method of burying shadows, so let's print out the rubbings together."
Xu Shiyu was obviously very careful as she collected these books and put them close to her body.
"Let's go, Nizi." Blind Chen stood up and walked out of the hospital.
Xu Shiyu looked at me seriously and nodded to me. Although her tone was soft, she said firmly to reassure me.
After they left the yard, Liu Wensan also wiped his mouth, lit a cigarette, took two puffs and asked me what I wanted to prepare. He would go and get it done right now.
I didn't say it directly, but took out fine linen paper and wrote it.
To bury my grandfather and my father, I have to prepare a lot of things, and I also want to bury them in a more beautiful way.
So that my grandfather would know that his grandson, who had taken a chance on his life, had inherited his mantle.
It also let my dad know that his son is no longer the coward who only knows how to hide and feel inferior.
Within a few minutes, I had written most of the paper densely.
Liu Wensan took it over and looked at it. The cigarette in his mouth shook and he said: "Good guy, Shiliu, Uncle Wensan is your godfather. When I go down, you have to do this." Give me one as ordered, don’t favor one over the other.”
I:"……"
He Cai'er was sewing clothes, but she suddenly raised her head.
With a whoosh, a shoe insole hit Liu Wensan's bald head.
"You can't suffer anything! Can you say this casually?" He Caier was extremely annoyed.
I was also embarrassed and couldn't answer the phone.
Liu Wensan wiped the ashes from his bald head and said with a smile: "You have long hair but short knowledge. What do you know? Emperor Qin and Han Wu were buried in a mausoleum and he was buried in a grand mausoleum. It won't be a problem to tell Shiliu in advance."
Grandma put down the cat bone pottery, clasped her hands together, and murmured: "Nothing is taboo, nothing is taboo."
