dragon hunter

Chapter 8

"Desperate Mole" is a feng shui secret technique designed to break the appearance of a person. No matter how rich or noble your face is, as long as you get a "Destroyed Mole" on your face, your appearance will become ordinary, and you are destined to be mediocre for a lifetime.

And the viciousness of the "destroying mole" is not only that, it is also a more vicious Feng Shui secret technique, an important prerequisite for "transferring flowers and trees".

Nobility and inferiority of appearance are predestined from birth.

If you want to break through the pattern of fate, you must rely on the magic of Feng Shui called "transferring flowers and trees".

"Borrowing flowers and trees" also has an easy-to-understand name called "borrowing life", forcibly "borrowing" the wealth and fate of others to oneself.

Aunt Tan is a poor woman who was "borrowed", otherwise she would not have a rich appearance, but she died young.

The second uncle must know all this, but unfortunately he was too tired and fell asleep just now, I couldn't bear to wake him up.

The nominal fiancée, Zhen Qingyi, was very busy. After making arrangements for me and my second uncle, I left in a hurry.

I have a premonition that I am about to bid farewell to my peaceful life.

The second uncle took such a big risk to obtain such a rare treasure as the soul-cultivating wood, so there will naturally be a series of follow-up actions.

But I never expected that in the subsequent incidents, I would become the main character, and my second uncle became the shopkeeper, and ran back to the old house in the country to enjoy the pastoral life.

……

The waning moon was in the sky, reflecting the old house in front of me.

The decayed double wooden doors, the mottled vermilion paint, the stone lion with its head missing, and the green branches protruding from the high wall all show the past prosperity of the house.

"This old house is where my mother used to live." Zhen Qingyi said with a complicated expression.

"Is Aunt Tan's remnant soul trapped here?" I was very uneasy because what I was about to do was really weird.

"Let's go in first." Zhen Qingyi gently pushed open the wooden door and walked into the courtyard first.

When I was outside just now, I only felt that this dilapidated house was unusual, but the exquisite layout of the courtyard was beyond my imagination.

Maybe there is a shadow in my heart. This beautifully laid out house seems to me to be a bit eerie.

As a professionally sensitive photographer, I think the feng shui layout of this house is very unusual.

"Is this 'Suo Qingqiu'? Impossible, is there really such a Feng Shui bureau?" I muttered to myself.

"Suo Qingqiu" is a kind of feng shui bureau mentioned by my second uncle. It is very vicious. It is said that it was invented by a eunuch who worked in Qin Tianjian to curry favor with the emperor.

The earliest feng shui bureau of "Lock Qingqiu" was applied in the cold palace. The core of this feng shui bureau is an old locust tree, and the cold palace is full of gloom. , It is not conducive to the Feng Shui of the palace.

The old eunuch of the Qin Tianjian read ancient books and learned a kind of vicious feng shui technique. Using the principle that old locust trees are easy to attract ghosts, he designed a feng shui bureau with an elegant name but vicious effect, "Suo Qingqiu".

The old eunuch tied the lives of the concubines in the cold palace to the old locust tree, so that these poor concubines could not step out of the cold palace during their lifetime, and were also firmly trapped in the cold palace after death. Nutrients are absorbed.

Because of the previous incident, I had a psychological shadow on the old locust tree. When I saw the old locust tree wrapped in chains in the courtyard, I was very disturbed.

"You accompany me to make up first." Zhen Qingyi walked towards the side room.

Putting on makeup late at night, and still in the gloomy old house, everything is so weird.

I walked into the wing room, even though I was prepared in my heart, I was still shocked by the scene in front of me.

This is a newly decorated mourning hall. A portrait of Aunt Tan is placed on the black tribute table, surrounded by white silk, which is gloomy and solemn.

The soul-cultivating wood wrapped in red silk was placed in a corner of the mourning hall, and a piece of yellow talisman paper was pasted on it, recording Aunt Tan's birth date.

There was a bright red costume hanging in the closet against the wall, and a pearl headdress on the dressing table beside it. Zhen Qingyi was sitting in front of the mirror, combing her hair with black hair.

In front of the vanity mirror, light thrush.

A very interesting thing, but Zhen Qingyi did it in a ghostly manner, with a jade face and a peach blossom face, covered with a thick layer of powder, pale and pale, like a ghost.

Put on facial makeup, put on a pearl headdress, and then put on a big red costume. If I hadn't been watching from the side, I would have thought I met a ghost in the old house.

A gloomy cold wind blows into the room through the narrow window, and white silk flutters all over the sky.

Zhen Qingyi walked to the black tribute table and lit the three oil lamps that had been placed before, "Three reincarnation lamps represent three chances, and everything is left to you."

"I will definitely find you." I said in a deep voice.

On our side, there is a strange custom called singing Yin opera.

Opera is divided into yin and yang, and yin opera is sung for the dead, allowing the lost souls of the dead to find their way home following the guidance of the voice.

Singing Yin opera is very dangerous, and someone must guard it, because the soul of the opera singer will be lost, and if he is not awakened in time, he will become a walking dead.

(End of this chapter)