In an instant, the old man's movements stiffened again and stopped...
I panted heavily, pushed his body aside, and climbed up with difficulty.
There were muffled sounds twice in a row, first the old man fell to the ground, and then the female corpse fell to the ground.
After I stood up, I pulled my collar. The sticky feeling couldn't go away at all, and it was particularly uncomfortable.
I first quickly took out the chicken blood bottle and lid from the Tang suit, quickly capped it and tightened it.
When I unscrewed the bottle before, a lot of chicken blood poured out, and only half of the bottle was left. A rough count showed that there were about eight or nine chicken tail feathers in it.
I breathed a sigh of relief. Uncle Wen was reliable in his work. These many tail feathers were enough for me to use the killing technique two or three more times.
However, that would also reach my limit.
I was already a little dizzy at this point, but the dizzy feeling was okay, and it didn't drain my body too much.
I put the tail feather away again and looked down at the female corpse. She was lying on the ground now, and I couldn't see her face.
But her back was completely dark, and the killing technique had destroyed her body and soul. No matter how fierce and fierce she had been, her soul was now gone.
The old man also lay motionless on the ground.
I panted for a while, calmed my breathing, and lifted the old man up from the ground.
At this moment, the flames on the corpse oil were about to spread to us.
The ones on both sides of the door burned the most, but the door was a stone wall, so it couldn't be burned.
I carried the old man on my back. I no longer had the intention to look at what was in the house, let alone look at the coffin and search for the female body.
Of course, it is very possible that there is a secret method for lighting candles in the female body or in the coffin.
Holding my breath, I quickly walked to the right side, where the flames were weakest, jumped over, and ran quickly outside the house.
But I was very fast, but my body was soaked in corpse oil. The flicker of flames would directly ignite my Tang suit.
After running out, I immediately put the old man on the ground, quickly rolled on the spot, directly suppressed the flames under me, rolled back and forth on the ground several times, the sizzling sound continued, and finally the flames were extinguished...
During this period, the fire in the house was already burning brightly. The most intense fire was where the female corpse was, followed by the coffin.
Sweat broke out on my forehead. I stared at the height of the flames and realized that they could not touch the roof, and I finally relaxed.
The four walls of this house are made of stone, with wood at the top. If the wood there is not burned, it will be fine. If it is burned and ignites the surrounding roofs, I will have no choice but to run away for my life.
There was no need to put out the fire, and I had nothing to put it out. When I stood up from the ground, I wanted to change into clean clothes and wash away the dirt on my body.
Looking at the old man again, I frowned slightly and moved closer to probe his nose with my fingers.
But found that he was no longer breathing...
My expression changed slightly, and I sighed. This old man was always too old, and he was not as good as Chen Xiazi. How could he bear such trouble? Already dead.
I didn't want him to die. I even brought him out just now, but now I still can't save his life.
After hesitating for a few seconds, my first thought was to let Feng's family send him back to Jingkou Village and bury him in peace.
Just thinking about it a little more, he died in a collision. Who knows, will he turn into something evil again?
After staring at the body for a few seconds, I no longer hesitated and pulled him to the door and pushed him in.
Of course, I didn't push him to where the flames were, which was the threshold, and then I closed the stone door.
After the door closed, the heat wave stopped coming out.
I was really uncomfortable, and I glanced at the yard. I couldn't calm down or calm down under this situation, and I couldn't study the Feng Shui formation here.
After pausing for a few seconds, I turned around and walked out.
Because Yuan Huashao's mansion is much more than just this courtyard. The courtyard is just the front yard. There are so many sneaks here, so Yuan Huashao must have a place to live.
After exiting the gate, I looked to the right. From the right side of the front yard, there was indeed a backyard.
I felt a little happy and walked forward quickly.
About a few minutes later, I arrived at the back of the front yard. There was a side door in the back yard, which was similar to an archway and was close to the courtyard wall, but it was only more than one meter wide.
I stretched out my hand and pushed it open. There was a squeaking sound, and I saw a small corridor.
After walking in, I realized that there was something special here.
The corridor goes diagonally inward, and in the courtyard are flower gardens, pavilions, and a pool. The flowers and plants are precious, the pool is sparkling, and there are a few goldfish swimming in the water.
It's really beautiful under the moonlight.
As far as the eye can see, there are already rooms and houses at the other end of the corridor.
I was about to move on, then froze again.
Looking down at the ground, just over a meter in front of me, there was a bamboo arrow embedded in the ground...
There is a piece of cloth tied under the bamboo arrow.
The piece of cloth turned yellow, but there were bloody palm prints on it...
I recognized it at a glance. Isn't this the bloody suit that Zhang Er got?
My eyelids twitched wildly, Zhang Er really didn’t miss this place...
However, I think he probably failed to get in.
Because on the floor of the corridor, there are traces of engraving on the surface of the floor tiles! What is engraved is a hexagram!
And this is no longer simply sixteen hexagrams, but sixty-four hexagrams!
On each floor tile, there are different hexagrams.
Obviously, Zhang Er must have taken the wrong brick and shot such a bamboo arrow...
His city is extremely deep. If you are not sure, you cannot rush in. If you are sure and you are shot with an arrow, you will definitely leave immediately...
In fact, the safest way is for me to leave now, meet up with Feng Jun, put on some clean clothes, and tidy up. This is not me being pretentious. I'm covered in corpse oil and can't concentrate at all. Moreover, corpse oil is far more than just greasy. It also contains yin energy. It is very serious and will damage Yangshou.
But I don't want to leave...
Because this backyard is too tempting for me...
No one would place any mechanism in their residence at any time. For Yuan Huashao, Yin Yang Feng Shui is commonplace. It is normal for this kind of corridor to have mechanisms, but inside, there should not be anything more complicated...
More importantly, there are differences between this place and Yuan's Yin-Yang Mansion. Yuan's Yin-Yang Mansion was once the old home of Yuan Huashao, but he did not go back because of the murder of Nan Gang.
Over the past few decades, it is impossible for him to have no collection...
If I could find something else... for me, it would be a truly worthwhile trip!
While I was thinking, I took out the Yang Gongpan, sat cross-legged on the ground, and looked at the different hexagrams of the sixty-four hexagrams on the floor tiles, and began to analyze them according to the Feng Shui position.
