"Blind man, tie him up, we're going to open the altar." Mrs. He said coldly. She didn't pay attention to Yang Xing's words at all.
Blind Chen pulled out a cinnabar-red rope from his body and wrapped it around Yang Xing's body.
Yang Xing originally wanted to hide, but when Feng Jun and Feng Bao stopped him, he couldn't hide either. In the blink of an eye, his arms were tied behind his back.
He stared at me intently and opened his mouth several times, clearly intending to curse, but he did not come out.
However, there was sweat on his forehead, and there was a lot of sweat on his forehead, and there was more and more fear flashing in his eyes from time to time.
"Place him in front of the mourning hall." Mrs. He pointed casually.
Blind Chen pushed Yang Xing over, and then Mrs. He looked at me. Her expression became friendly and relaxed a lot.
"Grandma He." I shouted respectfully.
Mrs. He nodded, and the wrinkles on her face gathered together when she smiled.
But in the smile, there was also caution and vigilance in the eyes.
"Sixteen, the green corpse is not a trivial matter. The blind man and I didn't have the ability to deal with it after we lured it out. You have to keep your balance." Mrs. He put away her smile and said solemnly.
I let out a breath to show that I understood.
Mrs. He said a few more words, basically asking Feng Bao, Feng Jun and others to step aside and go inside the corridor door and not come over.
Soon, there were only four of us left in the open space.
Blind Chen walked to Yang Xing again and said calmly: "I will not harm your life. Whatever Shiliu promised you, I will do it. This "person" is closely related to you. After meeting him, maybe you will Thanks to Shiliu, I will understand something."
"Sit cross-legged on the ground. I will bleed you a little later. No matter what we do, don't resist, otherwise, we will all die together." I have rarely seen blind man Chen communicate with others, but these few words of his will change the interests of the two. The relationship is clearly stated.
Yang Xing's expression was uncertain. I could see that our words seemed to have made Yang Xing have some guesses?
After all, he is Yang Xiayuan's grandson. Even if he doesn't know Feng Shui and has a Xiayuan Sixty Immortal Life Dojo at home, he can't really know everything.
When he used Feng Bao to investigate the relationship between the Gu family and the Yang family, he also investigated some things about Yang Xing and Yang Xiayuan.
Many years ago, Yang Xiayuan led a group of people into the Nanshan Mountains, and he was the only one who came out alive.
His eldest son, Yang Xing's father, stayed in the Nanshan Mountains forever.
Since then, Yang Xing's character and temper have become extremely surly. He couldn't hide his hatred for Yang Xiayuan, which was why he seemed so dandy, and he didn't respect Yang Xianyuan at all on the surface. And Yang Xiayuan paid more attention to and gave more to Yang Xing.
I even have a guess that Yang Xiayuan may not want Yang Xing to learn Feng Shui. Is Yang Xing refusing because of his father's death? And he was unwilling to believe in and come into contact with Feng Shui.
While I was thinking about it, Yang Xing already responded in a muffled voice and sat cross-legged on the ground.
Blind Chen took a small bowl from the table and placed it in front of Yang Xing.
Immediately afterwards, Blind Chen greeted me and asked me to stand on the left side of Yang Xing, while he stood on the right side.
After we stood still, Mrs. He came to the front of the mourning hall table and stood still in front of us.
Her entire face suddenly became rigid, her hands hung on her chest, and her eyes slowly closed.
Quiet, the surroundings were extremely quiet for a moment, and the sound of wind in my ears could be clearly heard.
It's too quiet, but it makes people feel a numb and itchy feeling on their body, which makes them want to move.
After a few minutes of silence, Mrs. He suddenly opened her eyes. Her wide eyes almost bulged out, veins were bulging on her forehead, her thin lips were slightly parted, and a captivating tone came out of her mouth. Spit out: "Ziwu Buddha's Tao is ugly but not ghost, Yinshen's human Tao is Maoyou's beast. Chenxu Shura Sihai Immortal, Sun Branch's Tao is worthy of being preached!"
Her tone was really sharp, and it was completely different from my grandma's tone when she received Yin Sheng.
My scalp kept getting rough, the hairs on my arms kept standing up, and my body was covered in goosebumps.
Mrs. He didn't pause. She suddenly fell to her knees and looked up at the sky.
He opened his hands and raised them up, and shouted in an extremely sharp and piercing voice: "The old woman is the goddess of the Neiyang Realm. Today, with the blood of her legitimate son and the closest relative, she will die in vain without a grave! Please transform the dead person into a Taoist form!"
The wind suddenly became extremely fierce!
Howling, even the wind is biting!
This time I felt a chill creeping up on the soles of my feet.
Mr. He is so tyrannical! My original intention was to use Yang Xing to force the corpse to come out, and I might have to use some dangerous means.
I didn't expect that the goddess could be summoned directly by force. This is closely related to the legitimate son of a close relative, and I am afraid it has the same effect as summoning souls and summoning souls.
My heart was beating fast, but I tried my best to calm my thoughts.
After Mrs. He finished shouting the words "Death Transformation", she remained motionless. Her already gray hair was blown to pieces by the strong wind, making her look particularly embarrassed. Her face also quickly turned pale. , as if this dead person's transformation put a huge load on her, and she couldn't hold it for long!
At this moment, Blind Chen suddenly turned around, and he directly held down Yang Xing's head! And he took out a dagger and slashed it towards Yang Xingyintang!
Yang Xing groaned in pain. His instinct was to struggle, but with Blind Chen holding his head, he couldn't move at all.
In an instant, there was a trace of blood on Yang Xing's forehead. The blood directly formed a broken bead curtain and fell into the bowl in front of Yang Xing.
Blind Chen's attack was not too harsh. Although the skin was torn but not broken, it was just a superficial wound.
The blood didn't flow for long and stopped dripping. Blind Chen scratched Yang Xing's head three more times on both sides of his forehead. A few minutes later, the small bowl was filled with blood.
Yang Xing's face became extremely pale in pain.
Chen Xiazi suddenly spoke in a low voice and said: "Anyone who invites a spirit will receive a bowl of blood. The legitimate son will kneel in front of the mourning hall. If there is no legitimate son, the family members can be married. Blood is used as a matchmaker, and the soul is used as a summons." "Blood wash the spirit case and die. When people see a relative, the legitimate son kowtows and the incense burns forever. This is to attract blood and restore the spirit!"
Blind Chen bent down to pick up the bowl, and suddenly he threw it towards the spiritual table!
There was a soft crash, and the entire desk was stained with blood.
This scene was too weird and terrifying, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
"Sixteen, go and light the incense candles and the mourning sticks!" Blind Chen shouted in a deep voice.
At the same time, Blind Chen released his hold on Yang Xing's head and warned him very solemnly: "Yang Xing, the way to transform the dead has been opened, and the blood has been used to restore spirits. Call your father's name and let him come to see you. .”
Yang Xing's body suddenly trembled violently.
He opened his eyes wide and looked at Blind Man Chen and then at Mrs. He. His eyes were red, and there seemed to be tears inside them.
"You... you..."
"Don't waste time! He went to the Nanshan Mountains with your grandfather, but he died in vain! After more than ten years after his death, there was no tomb, no monument, no incense and children to worship him, and he was all alone. Don't you want to see him?!" Blind Chen's voice was extremely loud. Scolded sharply!
Yang Xing was shocked. He no longer looked at Blind Chen, but looked ahead with red eyes.
The voice was also extremely miserable and shouted: "Unfilial son Yang Xing, please see my father Yang Qingshan!"
