The co-pilot, Mao Yuanyang, glanced back at me.
He didn’t ask much, and I didn’t say much.
After hanging up the phone, I still felt some uncontrollable joy.
The copper mourning stick itself has the effect of destroying evil spirits and suppressing evil spirits, plus it can be used to suppress evil spirits!
This is definitely a tool! The four-layer feng shui plate imitation compass is definitely better than the previous ordinary three-layer imitation compass.
If I can take things with me, I will be more confident.
The speed of the car began to slow down, and the national highway outside the city was already visible outside the window, and the huge Xinglong Mountain came into view.
Qi Lanxin stopped the car, and everyone in the group also got out of the car.
I led the way towards the mountain.
At this moment, everyone's emotions were unnatural, and most of them had a bit of nervousness and urgency in their eyes, also mixed with hatred.
Everyone was silent, except Zhang Er who kept looking around and looking up at the night sky from time to time.
An idea came to me out of nowhere, was he looking at the stars?
Xinglong Mountain definitely has no feng shui to speak of. The only possibility is that Zhang Er saves time and studies the mountain burial at all times.
Not long after, we arrived at the mountainside, in front of a dense forest.
I raised my finger and pointed at the forest, and explained that there was a place with red soil here. When Feng Jun had his life stolen, he came here to dig the soil.
Mao Yuanyang said coldly: "This place will be leveled tomorrow."
I didn't answer and continued to lead the way inside.
After a few more minutes, after passing through heavily shaded banana trees, bamboo forests, and some neem trees, and finally bypassing a large mass of graves, the small earthen house finally appeared in sight.
There are tattered tiles, old doors, and many potholes on the earthen walls.
Before I could say anything, more than ten Feng Shui masters, led by Mao Yuanyang, rushed into the earthen house very quickly.
For a moment, the light inside was chaotic. Some people turned on flashlights and some took candles.
Zhang Er and I didn't go in.
Zhang Er's expression was a bit complicated. He looked back at me and sighed softly: "You are very kind to them in this matter."
I didn't know how to answer this, so I just smiled bitterly.
The next moment, a sad cry came from the earthen house: "Dad!"
After the heavy kneeling sounds, there were several more voices, all calling them master, teacher, or father and mother.
Without exception, their voices were full of grief, anger, pain, and even hatred!
I felt very depressed after hearing this, but many Feng Shui masters are from a single generation, and it is normal for sons to inherit their father's business.
The old man who stole his longevity had a deadly feud with the Feng Shui community in Neiyang City!
It suddenly occurred to me that he must have been here for a long time, otherwise he would not have been able to kill so many Feng Shui masters. Those mummies were obviously not from a year or two ago.
The Qi family has probably done a lot of this kind of thing in the past.
This old man probably also knows the Feng Shui world of Nei Yang very well.
He killed so many masters! Are your skills really that bad? After fighting with me, they all ran away from the dog hole.
Li Dexian was a man who cherished his life, and his skills were not good, yet he was imprisoned for such a long time.
But when you die, you will definitely be crazy!
Li Dexian didn't even have a chance to resist, he definitely had terrible killing methods!
There was a slight cold sweat on my forehead. I really needed to get to know the situation with Xu Shiyu and the others. It would be great if there was surveillance to see what happened at that time. It would be of great help!
While I was thinking about it, the cries in the earthen house kept coming and going.
There are some big names in the Feng Shui world, but they cry like a child.
After more than ten minutes, Mao Yuanyang was the first to come out.
Even with his four-white eyes, his eyes were red and bloodshot.
On his back, he carried a mummy. The mummy was skin and bones, with sunken cheeks, cracked eyebrows, broken brow bones, and a hole in the philtrum! The sunken eye sockets seem to still show the ferocity before death!
After him, the other ten people also came out carrying corpses on their backs, and one person even carried three corpses.
Mao Yuanyang's expression was already the calmest. Everyone else was trembling more or less, their eyes were filled with hatred to the extreme, and the surrounding air became extremely depressing.
Almost all mummies have a "skeletal appearance".
Originally, when you look at the noodles, you also look at the bones, and the meat cannot cover up the complete bones. The looming appearance on the flesh and bones are already obvious. So many times, when I see people with a lot of flesh on their faces, I can’t read their “faces”.
The life expectancy of these mummies is more serious. They are not like the people of the Qi family whose life span was slowly stolen one by one. Mr. Qi has little ability. The old man who steals the life span is ruthless and tyrannical. He directly steals all the life span. These bones are more capable. Use the word "dead" to describe it.
Mao Yuanyang walked down the mountain in front without saying a word, and those behind him followed one by one.
I was about to follow him, but Zhang Er raised his hand and made a blocking movement.
I was extremely confused and asked unnaturally: "What's wrong, Uncle Zhang, are we not going down the mountain?"
Zhang Er sighed softly and said: "You have to go down the mountain, but not all the people who died here may have been picked up. There are many Feng Shui masters, Taoist priests, and sons who inherited their father's business. There are also some lone travelers. I also have one My old friend has been missing for many years. Let’s go in and have a look.”
My heart was suddenly shocked, but Zhang Er stepped into the earthen house.
After following in, I discovered that, as expected, not all the bodies had been taken away.
There were still about six mummies left in the coffins.
Zhang Er shook his head and said calmly: "Sixteen, you have learned so many yin and yang Feng Shui skills at such a young age. You can be regarded as a job reward from the ancestors. Feng Shui masters all over the world come to the same destination through different paths. If there is an unclaimed corpse, you and I are responsible for taking it back." ?”
While talking, Zhang Er also stopped in front of a coffin. His expression was complicated and a bit regretful.
I was startled, but what Zhang Er said made sense.
Mr. Yin Yang, who was also a Feng Shui master, might have slipped and died suddenly in the wild mountains one day, with no one to collect his body.
They have this day, and I don't have this day.
There is also the saying, "Do good deeds and don't worry about your future."
Zhang Jiuliang and I gathered all the remaining mummies in one place, and he took out the rope and tied the three of them together.
The mummies have little moisture and don't weigh much, so it's not too strenuous for each of us to carry three of them.
I originally wanted to ask him about his old friend, but seeing that Zhang Er had no intention of telling me, I stopped.
When we went down the mountain again, Mao Yuanyang and his group could no longer be seen on the road.
All the way to the foot of the mountain, when he saw them again, even Mao Yuanyang's eyelids twitched slightly.
The other Feng Shui masters were surprised, and then became complicated again.
I can clearly see that many people have a lot more favorable impressions of me.
Now that it is getting dark, we are rushing towards the Feng family.
At least these bones must be settled before I can go to Qi's house and explain the situation to the police.
At about seven o'clock in the morning, we returned to Feng's house.
Feng Zhirong actually woke up early, as if he was waiting for us in the yard.
But I soon realized that Feng Zhirong was waiting for me alone!
Because there were several things beside him.
A mourning stick wrapped in white silk, a generous ghost sword, and an imitation compass!
Has the merchant arrived?
Similarly, I also discovered that something was missing from the main room.
The fragments of the copper bowl on the table were gone... Mao Yuanyang took them away before?
