My master is invincible

Chapter 466 Seal Seven (94)

I saw that the colorful clothes were burning very slowly, and the color of the flame was also very strange, showing a faint blue color. I thought it was my eyes that were blurred, so I quickly rubbed my eyes and looked carefully.

That's right, it is indeed faint blue.

When I saw this situation, I was puzzled, what is going on?It is said that the flame should be red, even if the color of the paper will affect the color of the flame, it will definitely not be this faint blue.

That Qingxuanzi also seemed to realize that the burning color was wrong, and walked towards me without saying a word, his eyes stared straight at the flame for about ten seconds, his face darkened, and he muttered: ...the resentment is too heavy, the requiem spell is useless?"

"Too much resentment?" I asked suspiciously.

He turned his head and glanced at me, and said in a deep voice: "The dead are not willing to be buried in the ground, and there may be dead people."

Hearing this, my whole heart was suspended. As the saying goes, it is safe to bury people in the ground. After the death of ordinary people, as long as they are buried in the ground, the kindness and resentment in life will fade away a lot. How can there be dead people? asked out.

After hearing this, he shook his head and said that this was his intuition, but he didn't know exactly what was going on.

I didn't know what to say about this, so I could only stare at the colored clothes. After burning for about three or four minutes, more than half of the colored clothes were burned. I pointed out two fingers to the eight immortals on the east and west sides of the tomb, meaning It is to let them kill chickens.

They came over knowingly, killed a pair of roosters, and dripped chicken blood around the grave. It is worth mentioning that half a circle of blood dripped from each chicken, representing the two qi of yin and yang. The meaning is inside, wishing the deceased a safe next life.

After they finished dripping the chicken blood, the color of the flame seemed to be less blue than before, with some light red mixed in, which made Qingxuanzi and I breathe a sigh of relief at the same time.

Just when we thought the color of the flame would return to normal, the colored clothes suddenly burned faster, as if someone was blowing on the side, and within a few seconds, the flame burned to the bottom of the bowl.

Seeing this situation, Qingxuanzi and I looked at each other, neither of us said a word, even the Eight Immortals around seemed to realize that this situation was wrong, and the whole scene suddenly fell silent.

Suddenly, the tall man screamed, pointed at the pair of empty bowls, and said in a baffled voice, "The bowl...the bowl...the bowl moved."

I looked along where his fingers were, and saw that the two empty bowls were lying there quietly, not moving, so I turned my suspicious eyes to Gao Lao.

Seeing me looking at him, the old man Gao looked a little solemn, with a little sweat on his forehead, and said, "Just now...the... bowl moved." Then, he pointed to the empty bowl on the left.

I was about to speak when Qingxuanzi spoke. He said, "The empty bowl with the red clothes on it is for the little girl."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to think of something, and he groaned inwardly, walked over with a stride, reached out to pick up two empty bowls, and saw a round piece of green paper on the right, very round, with some black spots on the sides Ashes, and the left is empty, nothing.

I was stunned, and walked towards Qingxuanzi, and said, "What's the matter? The red clothes were pressed with an empty bowl, and there should be a round piece of red paper left behind, how could it be burned?"

He ignored me, his eyes fixed on the grave, his lips trembled, and he said, "It's terrible, it's terrible, that little girl has become a ghost, she's become a ghost, she's going to die, she's going to die."

When he said this, his legs shook violently, this is the first time since I knew Qingxuanzi that he lost his composure.

I was a little anxious, so I pulled him a bit and asked him, "Master Daoist, what's the matter?"

He still ignored me, and kept repeating what he said before, which made me more and more anxious, and I didn't care about the usual respect, so I shook him a few times and said, "Master Dao, what's the matter?" Ah, why do you say that the little girl has become a demon?"

He froze for a moment, stared at me for a long time, then pinched his fingers to make calculations, and just now he spit out the eight words, fate is in six years, good and evil are unpredictable.

I didn't understand what he meant, so I asked him what he meant by that.He thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "Xiaodao calculated the little girl's horoscope just now, and unexpectedly...calculated that she will be destined for you six years later."

Hearing this, I took a deep breath, and asked tremblingly: "Master Dao, don't scare me, the little girl is already dead, how could it be possible for me to be destined?"

He frowned, and said: "This is also where Xiaodao wonders. The little girl is obviously dead, so why did she meet you after six years? It's so unimaginable."

"Did you make a mistake?" I asked softly.

That Qingxuanzi glared at me angrily, and said dissatisfied: "Do you think this is possible?"

I shrank my neck and said awkwardly: "The Taoist priest must have calculated correctly, there should be some special reasons in it."

Hearing what I said, he nodded and said, "Six years later, that little girl won't be considered destined to be with you, but only to have some fate with someone beside you."

Hearing this, I was a little dazed, and was about to speak, but he gave up and said: "Little Taoism is limited, I can't figure out more things, I can only tell you, God's will, after six years, you will know what's going on. reason."

Now that he has said that, what else can I say?I had to ask him: "Then what do you mean by the evil spirit you just mentioned?"

He didn't speak, but his face sank, and he read a few words that I couldn't understand, raised the empty bowls in his hand, smashed the two empty bowls to the ground, and shouted, 'Hey! '.

As the words fell, the two empty bowls fell to the ground, and one of them shattered in response, while the other circled a few times on the ground and stopped intact on the ground.

Some things are also very strange to say, the bowl was completely on the ground, and I don’t know if the Eight Immortals got sleepy and overturned the tribute, or it was already predestined, and suddenly a piece of pork flew out from behind. Lean just hit the bowl.

Unbelievably, the pork dropped a corner on the empty bowl, which made all of us look at the empty bowl in disbelief, saying it was a coincidence.

Seeing this situation, Qingxuanzi laughed, put his arms around my shoulders, and said excitedly: "Xiao Jiu, did you see that?"

I nodded and didn't speak. Looking back, I saw an Eight Immortal dozing off. Next to him was an empty bowl. It is used for offering sacrifices to graves after burial.

Seeing this, I smiled, the kind of smile from the heart.It is said that doing good deeds will lead to good karma, if you guess correctly, the bowl will not be broken, maybe it will be true as Qingxuanzi said, and people will die.As for who died, as far as I guess, it should be Qin'er.

(End of this chapter)