The song of the Phoenix against the Phoenix

Chapter 227
"Lingyunyuan is the main residence of Xiangfu. I believe Mr. Xiangguo is also very clear. If the feng shui of the main residence is affected, it will naturally affect many things."

Although many of the witch's tricks are fake, she still understands Feng Shui, otherwise she will be messed with this bowl of food, and this statement is not what she wants to say, she is just talking and doing things according to orders.

"This point, Mr. Xiangguo and Mrs. Xiangguo must remember, remember, otherwise it can be said that all previous efforts have been wasted." The sorceress slowly retracted her fingers, and then prepared for the Taoism to be done later.

Li Xiang nodded slowly, and then said: "My lord knows, Madam, we will not live in Lingyun Garden tonight."

"It's the master, our son is finally saved, thank God." Bo Rou held Li Xiaofeng's hand and said, she also heard what she said just now, as long as the ghost on Bo Lixin's body is sent away, her son's illness will also be cured. It will gradually get better, and this news is like a ray of dawn that illuminates Baorou's heart.

There was a faint sneer on the corner of Bo Tingxin's mouth, maybe Bo Rou was thinking too much, how could there be such a good thing in the world, what the witch said and did was just paving the way for her Bo Tingxin.

"Xin'er, did you hear what the sorceress said just now? Uncle will take you to the mass grave later, you know?" Li Xiang came over and looked at the quiet Bo stabbing heart, and looked at her Said.

How can I say that Bo Lixin is an apprentice of the Master of the State Teacher? I don’t look at the monk’s face or the Buddha’s face, but I have to look at the owner when beating a dog. Now that Bo Lixin can’t be killed, naturally he won’t let some of his own affairs fall into the hands of others. The hands of outsiders become a handle, otherwise, how can he maintain the good image he has worked so hard to build?
"Uncle, Xin'er is afraid, Xin'er is afraid of going to the mass grave." Bo Lixin raised her head, her eyes were full of fear, this kind of eyes is exactly what Bo Lixin usually pretends to be, she knows that she can't be exposed now, Li Xiang is actually a person who knows how to read words and expressions.

It's just a pity that her acting skills and her disguise can be said to be impeccable.

"Don't be afraid, my uncle will go with you. Goddess, make arrangements quickly, and this ritual must be done quickly." Li Xiang turned around and told the witches.

"It's Mr. Xiangguo. After I finish the rest of the ceremony here, I can go to the mass grave." The sorceress slightly bent down, and after she finished speaking, she took a step back and began to perform the ritual with the mahogany sword again.

After a while, the sorceress finished the rest of the ceremony, and Li Xiang followed the sorceress to the mass grave with Bo Tingxin.

The mass grave is the same scene all year round, with weeds overgrown, bones everywhere, corpses everywhere, and the whole land exudes a strong gloomy atmosphere.

Once on this land, stepping on this soil, the whole person can't help but feel the nerves tense. When the wind blows, it brings the smell of rotting bones, accompanied by some strange smells. All feel cool.

Bo Lixin, who was walking behind, slowly raised her head, looking at Li Xiang's back, the corners of her mouth were slowly drawn up, that smile looked particularly cold and arrogant under the moonlight, and dazzling.

She is like a Rakshasa who walked out of hell, and the thousands of white bones are just stepping stones under her feet. Those sharp eyes are always looking straight ahead, without any flicker in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)