My master is invincible

Chapter 242 Empty Coffin (8)

Seeing that I stood there in a daze without speaking, Wang Xi stretched out his hand to push me and asked, "Brother Nine, did my family hire a villain?"

I nodded and said, "Looking at the situation, it should be like this. By the way, the embroidery needle is not inserted very deep. Don't you usually see it?"

He thought for a while, and said: "This bamboo garden, usually few people come, even if they come, they just cut a few bamboos and leave. No one pays attention to this place."

Think about it too, whoever is idle will come to study this thing.However, I have another doubt in my mind. This 'Grandma Fushaw' needs to offer incense on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year. Logically speaking, someone will offer incense every month. Even if you can't see it, you should step on the embroidery. Needle.

I expressed the doubts in my heart, and Wang Xi said, "Usually, on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, my grandma makes it. Three years ago, after my grandma got sick, no one in our family paid attention to this thing."

Hearing what he said, I didn't say anything more. The embroidery needles stuck on the ground should have happened in recent years. Their family has never been here for three years, so it's no wonder they couldn't find it. It looks like Wang Xi's family offended the knowledgeable people.

"Brother Jiu, pull out this embroidery needle, will it change the fortune of my family?" Wang Xi tightened the hatchet in his hand, looking a little angry.

I shook my head and said: "This thing has been stuck in the ground for some years, even if it is pulled out, it will be useless. Its own energy has already merged with the nearby soil. I haven't thought of a way to break this thing yet."

After I finished speaking, I glanced at 'Grandma Fushaw', but I didn't know what was going on. I always felt that 'Grandma Fushaw' was a bit strange, but I couldn't say which part was strange.

Hearing what I said, Wang Xi got a little angry, and was about to chop 'Grandma Fushaw' with a hatchet, cursing: "This damn thing has made my family miserable, I chopped it today."

I grabbed him and said angrily: "Since you have invited 'Grandma Furshaw' back, you have to make a living. Once you are hacked, it will be your family who will be unlucky. The task ahead is not to chop this thing, but to hurry up." Find your grandma."

He was slightly taken aback, spat at 'Grandma Fushaw', and went to chop bamboo with a hatchet.

I have been squatting in front of 'Grandma Fushaw', always trying to find out the way. After about ten minutes, I was reminded by a stuttering sentence. "Grandma Fushaw", seems to be a little different from this "Grandma Fushaw", I remember that the red cloth is used to block the little bamboo figurines instead of being tied on the forehead."

Hearing what he said, I was a little stunned. Using the red cloth to block the little bamboo man means to use the red cloth to block the sight of 'Grandma Fushaw' so that she cannot see the outside world, and wholeheartedly protect the person who invites 'Grandma Fushaow'.

But in the current situation, the eyes of 'Grandma Fushaw' are completely exposed, which means that if 'Grandma Fushaw' sees this colorful world, then its mind will be a little confused, and it will not wholeheartedly bless and invite 'Grandma Fushaow' people.

This is strange, whoever invites 'Grandma Furshaw' doesn't want 'Grandma Furshaw' to protect him wholeheartedly?No wonder I always felt that there was something wrong with 'Grandma Vershaw'. It turned out that the problem appeared on the red cloth.

Thinking of this, I stretched out my hand and pinched the red cloth. It felt very brittle in my hands. With a little force, the red cloth broke off a piece the size of a fingernail.

"Ninth Brother, could it be that Wang Xi's grandma was tricked when she invited 'Grandma Fushaw'?" Stuttering, standing aside, asked softly.

I shook my head and said, "Probably not. Generally, the person who invites 'Grandma Fushaw' home knows something about this thing. Otherwise, he wouldn't invite this thing back."

"Oh? What if the Taoist asked her to invite her?" Stuttering and asking with a puzzled expression.

"Impossible. It is said that Taoist priests have been spreading a saying that they would rather blame themselves than scare ghosts and gods. Therefore, when they encounter some strange things, they first use their own methods to solve problems for others. They will only shy away from things, and will never let the master's family ask for the blessing of the "God", because once the "God" is invited, it will disturb the Taishang Laojun in the sky, which is disrespectful. Unless the master's family asks for the "God" ’, the Taoist felt that he had a clear conscience, so he held the ceremony for her, and I don’t know exactly what’s going on.” I explained to him.

"Ninth brother, according to what you said, Wang Xi's grandma knew 'Grandma Fushaw' very well, so she invited a Taoist priest to perform the ceremony?" Stuttered.

I nodded and said, "This is where I am puzzled. Since she knows 'Grandma Vershaw' very well, she should cover her eyes. Why she didn't do this is really incomprehensible."

After speaking, I sighed and didn't waste any more time on 'Grandma Vershaw'.He planned to call Qingxuanzi tomorrow and ask him to break this thing for Wang Xi.

Originally, I wanted to call Qingxuanzi today, but seeing that it was getting dark, I gave up this idea.regarding me?Sorry, I don't know much about this stuff, I don't have that skill.

Standing up, he walked towards Wang Xi. He had cut more than a dozen bamboos and was using a saw to divide them into sections. It looked like he was planning to build a bamboo raft.The three of us originally planned to come to hold a funeral, but when the person came, the deceased disappeared, which was so frustrating.

The three of us were not idle, so we helped him make a boat together.Needless to say, more people means more strength. At 7 o'clock in the evening, a bamboo raft had been formed. We were about to go to the river when Wang Chuyao brought some dinner over.

We took a few bites of food in a hurry, and walked towards the river with bamboo rafts on our shoulders. When we came to the river, we saw a lot of people gathered by the river, dozens of them, all villagers from the wax tree village. One held a bamboo in his hand and was digging for something in the river.

"Wang Xi, you came at a good time. Someone said earlier that your grandma fell in that place. Let's take a bamboo raft to see it." Wang Xi's father pointed to a place not far away and said.

"Did you see it with your own eyes?" Wang Xi asked uncertainly.

"Forget it, that person saw your grandma sitting there all the time, and then disappeared. She must have fallen." His father was stunned for a moment and explained.

"Okay!" Wang Xi's voice was a bit bitter, and he carried the bamboo raft and put it in the river.However, just in case, we tied a [-]-[-] meter long rope to one end of the bamboo raft, and only then did Wang Xi go down the river.

After Wang Xi went down the river, his father wanted to go up too, but the bamboo raft could only bear the weight of one person, so two people stood on it, not to mention salvaging the corpse, and it was a question of whether he could come back alive.

The father and son quarreled, and they were about to fight. In the end, I had no choice but to give them an idea. Let Wang Xi stand on the bamboo raft and steer, and then tie a rope to his father and let him ride on the water. groping around.

(End of this chapter)