Mountain Village Xiao Shennong

Chapter 292 Wolong Fengshui Bureau
Under He Changzai's repeated persuasion, Si Xia left with Ma Fanghua.

He Chang was still a little flustered looking at the dragon head stele with longan bleeding continuously, but on the surface he was very calm.

As the eyes of the dragon head stele continued to bleed, it gradually stained the entire body of the stele red.

Gradually, the entire Dragon Head Monument loosened, collapsed, and fell into the dark red Styx below, exuding the aura of death.

He Chang was looking at Styx with a feeling of depression, but he didn't see any of the dead souls that Witch Wang said.

All I could hear were countless cheers and celebratory sounds, one after another.

"It's been 100 years, I've been in this dark and tortured river of darkness for 100 years, and I, Li Hongtao, have finally come out!"

"Yan Wangye sentenced me to stay in this purgatory for more than 700 years. I didn't expect that after only ten years, the dragon head tablet fell into the river. God has eyes!"

"I didn't expect that a person like me who killed 13 people in a row could see the light of day again so quickly. I am so happy, so happy!"

……

In the Styx River, some dead souls cheered wantonly. After laughing wildly, they jumped up one by one, wanting to fly out of the Styx River and gain relief and freedom.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, four servants appeared beside the Styx River. They waved their whips and beat the dead souls flying out of the Styx River again.

In fact, the scariest thing is not that there is no hope, but that after the hope is over, there is a deeper disappointment behind it.

Among the souls of the dead in the Styx, there were many who could not bear the torture of purgatory and were unwilling to give up the hope of regaining freedom, so they jumped out of the Styx one by one.

Among the four, the leading servant saw that the Styx River seemed to have exploded and boiled, with a serious expression on his face, and said coldly:

"You dead souls, all of you have sinned deeply in your previous life. You were driven into the River of Styx for redemption, but you tried to escape in vain. If anyone dares to fly out again, be careful, I will beat him to death with the whip in my hand!"

Hearing the officer's words, most of the dead souls calmed down and prepared to stay up for a while, drink the bowl of Mengpo soup, and enter the six realms of reincarnation again.

But there are still some ghosts who don't listen to dissuasion, and fly out one by one.

In the end, without exception, they were beaten out of their wits by four people.

As for the scene that happened, He Changzai could only hear the sound and see nothing.

He paced to the side, sat down, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep puff.

Quietly waiting for the subordinates sent by the City God to deal with the dead souls in the Styx.

Seeing that the souls of the dead in the Styx River were stubborn, the four servants insisted on flying moths into the flames, killing themselves, and fighting for their souls to be scattered, so they gave up.

After looking at each other, they all took out a bag from their waists and put all the souls of the dead near the Styx River into the bag.

Then, the four of them walked up to He Chang, and one of the leading guards said:

"He Daxian, all the dead souls near the Styx River have been taken away by our brothers. It will take about a whole day for the other dead souls in the Styx River to discover this broken hole. Inside, cover up this place and suppress it with dragon energy again!"

As soon as these guards approached, He Changzai felt cold and a little uncomfortable. He took a puff of cigarette, extinguished the cigarette butt on the ground, and said: "I know about this, you guys go away!"

"Then He Daxian, our brothers are leaving, and we will meet later!"

The leading guard said something, turned around, and disappeared without a trace with the other three.

He Changzai glanced around at this place, where he went to school when he was a child.

The area is small and dilapidated. More than ten years have passed, and above the big banyan tree in the yard, there is still the school with the big rusty iron bell.

Some sighed, the vicissitudes of life, the youth is gone forever, and in a blink of an eye, I am so old.

After being dazed for a while, he got on the forklift and drove to remove the foundation of the Longtou Monument, and filled the sunken place of the Longtou Monument with a stone slab and soil.

He took out his mobile phone, bought a carving knife from Lu Ban, and carved a crouching dragon pattern near the dragon head stele, gathering the surrounding dragon energy to seal the Styx exit.

At this moment, Si Xia, who was carrying the video camera, pulled over Song Meijuan, who was wearing a light blue skirt, carrying a bulging bag, and her long hair hanging down her chest, giving the impression of a clear water lotus.

In the live broadcast room, water friends saw that the dragon head tablet with bloody eyes was gone.

Instead, there was a section of foundation that He Changzai had dug thoroughly and leveled.

He was at the place where the dragon head stele appeared, carving a dragon shape, typing and discussing.

"The stele of the dragon head is gone. My little brother carved a dragon on the ground. Could it be that he is a Feng Shui master?"

"Male god, you are so mysterious, you know so many things, I found myself curious about you from the beginning, to the point where I am hopelessly in love with you!"

"Brother, as expected of a master sculptor, this dragon is so vivid and lifelike!"

"Look, little brother, this is engraving a pattern on a stone slab. The strength of the carving alone is probably beyond the reach of many master sculptors!"

"Handsome guy, let me tell you in secret, I just like Kong Wu's strong man!"

"After more than ten years of in-depth research as a geomancy master, what I engraved now should be a formation that gathers dragon energy. I haven't been in the Fengshui industry for ten or eight years, so I can't carve this kind of Fengshui formation. !"

"I heard that when Zhu Yuanzhang fought with Chen Youliang, the strength of the two sides was very different. He buried his mother in a Tai Chi halo before he fought against him and became the emperor. From this we can see the magic of Fengshui. !"

"Brother, if you can bury my father and order a good acupuncture point, you will definitely be entertained by big fish and meat when you come to my house. In addition, my younger sister has admired you for a long time, so you can come to her Accompany you with wine!"

……

After He Chang finished carving the feng shui formation of Wolong, he took out the cinnabar that he had collected from Cai Ying from his pocket, and sprinkled it lightly on the feng shui formation. In an instant, the entire feng shui formation emitted a yellow halo, and a golden dragon phantom After soaring around the ground, it disappeared without a trace.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were all stunned after seeing this scene, and they all typed to discuss.

"Damn it, I don't have vertigo, but I actually saw a dragon!"

"I saw it too!"

"Can transform gas into form, my brother is a first-class earth master!"

"My little brother is amazing. I remember that in ancient times, a Fengshui master like my little brother would even give way to the emperor!"

"That's natural, first-class terrain, can control the fate of a country, look at the sky to predict the good or bad of the war, and put it in any dynasty, it is an awesome existence!"

"Brother, I'm going to dig up my dad's grave tonight, please go and bury him, I don't want to be rich, just a little rich is fine!"

……

He Changzai put away the cinnabar, looked up at Song Meijuan who was in a daze, and said:

"Long time no see, you look a lot more beautiful... How come you are so leisurely and elegant today!"

Song Meijuan pursed her lips and smiled, "This is not a school demolition, give the students three days off, let the children relax, and then give them online classes. I saw a dragon just now, so I am not dazzled!"

He Changzai smiled lightly, "It's just a trick!"

Si Xia asked He Changzai: "He Changzai, what happened after I left, have you seen the dead souls in the Styx River?"

He Changzai shook his head, and replied: "No, how can there be so many strange things!"

Seeing that He Changzai didn't want to say anything, Si Xia didn't ask any more questions.

Song Meijuan turned around, asked He Changzai to look at her bulging backpack, and suggested: "I'm fine today, why don't He Chang be here, let's go downstream together, Si Xia and I have prepared our things!"

"Okay!"

He Changzai got up, walked to Song Meijuan, unzipped the bag she was carrying, and put the carving knife in her hand.

Then, he took out the Lamborghini poison car key from his pocket, handed it to Si Xia and said:
"The car is still at the entrance of the village, go and drive!"

(End of this chapter)