The last feng shui master

Chapter 167 The Living Coffin

Uncle Jianguo counted the motorcycles that came, and there were thirteen motorcycles. Because of the New Year's Day, all the motorcycles that came were young people.With his hair dyed in various colors, Sha Matt stood in a large area. When he saw Xia Jinrong standing by the window, he opened his mouth and shouted, Uncle, lord, are you all right?

A 15-year-old boy jumped out and shouted, "Nephew, are you okay. Uncle is here to save you."

Xia Jinrong looked unhappy: "It's fine. Uncle, I'm fine."

Uncle Jianguo asked me, does this count as burglary and kidnapping?
I pondered for a while, do you think he will call the police?

Xia Jinrong understood, said, no, I invite you to come, but it is just a ritual, and there is no need for me to call the police if there is a dispute over compensation.After Xia Jinrong finished speaking, he yelled downstairs again, "It's okay, you all squat outside, and I will come out in a while."The group of people shouting downstairs immediately settled down.

For safety reasons, I called Shen Yihu.Shen Yihu answered the phone and said that he was handling the case. He listened to me and let me handle it on my own. This kind of thing is easy to handle, but difficult to handle. I believe in your ability.

"I'm about to cry now, the seven corpses are gone." Shen Yihu finished.He hung up the phone after missing a few words of bullshit.

I called Brother Jun, and Brother Jun said a few words and asked me to pass the call to Xia Jinrong.Xia Jinrong took my call in doubt, and his tone became like a primary school student hastily admitting his mistake, saying that he was Brother Jun's friend, and I really don't know Taishan with my eyes.

After saying a few polite words, he hung up the phone.

Xia Jinrong's expression was even uglier. In the early years, Xia Jinrong played in Jiangcheng and was rescued by Brother Jun. On the rivers and lakes, he talked about righteousness.

When Xia Jinrong thought of this, he trembled in fright, he was in a dilemma, he cried himself out, his eyes were red, and he kept ruffling his hair with his hands.

I didn't expect Brother Jun's deterrent power to be so strong.I heard that back then, Brother Jun was a car repairer because of a woman.

Uncle Jianguo's corpse mountain and sea of ​​blood have also seen it: "Xiao Qi, what nonsense are you talking to him. You put a poisonous spell on him and set up a Feng Shui formation, so that his family will be ruined and his soul will not be reborn. That's it."

Xia Jinrong finally said, "Don't. I was just greedy for a while, and I didn't expect to harm you." Uncle Jianguo was a little upset and didn't want to harm us, so he arranged my junior brother to sleep in the coffin.

Xia Jinrong is too distressed to tell, so let me send the younger brothers away first.

I nod.Xia Jinrong opened the door, and then opened the big iron gate. Afraid that the people he called would be uneasy, he called a few more calm people to follow in, and the rest dispersed.

Xia Jinrong was very anxious and started talking to me.

Xia Jinrong said: "The seven ghosts are helping me with my work. A Taoist priest told me a way to catch some ghosts passing by and sprinkle them with the blood of the middle finger. The ghosts obey me obediently and help me work. Give them a meal a year later, and then send them away."

I asked, "Was that my meal last night?"

Xia Jinrong could only admit it and nodded: "I didn't expect you to be so powerful. You can deal with seven ghosts by yourself. The reason why I went to Taoist Liu was because I knew he was a fake Taoist priest."

I sneered: "I didn't deal with them. They slept on the bed obediently. As far as I know, this kind of forbidden technique of letting ghosts do things for you is also very harmful to the master. Now that they are not full, they will Come here to trouble you."

Xia Jinrong finally realized the seriousness of the problem.Only then did Uncle Jianguo realize that it was not for the dead Xia Gengtian's birthday at all, but to find food for the seven passing ghosts who were working.And when Uncle Jianguo wanted to call me, Xia Jinrong didn't stop him. His idea was to find two people for the seven ghosts.

Uncle Jianguo asked with a smile: "What will happen if the seven little ghosts are full?"

I remember that in "Integration", there was a folk secret method of using ghosts to work, together with raising ghosts, and using corpses and breeding animals.The art of raising ghosts and controlling ghosts is very troublesome, because most of the ghosts' work depends on the power of thoughts, so it will cause great harm to the ghost itself. After the three-year period, it must be fed by good young adults, and all the vitality and soul of the living person will be absorbed. After being absorbed, it will wither and dry up and die.

I said, will die.

Xia Jinrong said, I've told you all the truth, so it's okay.

I shook my head and said, not enough.Who made the coffin, and who painted the murals for you.Do you still want to hide it from me, or I can't help you.

Sweat dripped profusely from Xia Jinrong's forehead before he spoke up.It was arranged by someone almost a month ago, and he owed 200 million yuan. Later, he found out that it was the Fanxi Party who deceived him, and the leader was a member of the Yingfei Group.

A young Taoist priest came forward to help Xia Jinrong settle the matter.Then Xia Jinrong asked Xia Jinrong to change the room into a coffin, painted murals on the walls, installed copper sheets, and then painted white ash.

His purpose was to ask Uncle Jianguo to come over and help.

Uncle Jianguo froze for a moment, looking for me?

Xia Jinrong nodded and said, that's what the little Taoist said, he asked Liu Jianguo to come over to help, and then asked him to invite a helper to sleep in the room overnight.

Fuck, it turned out it was aimed at me.

Did you go around in such a big circle just to harm me?Who is this little priest?Who is the Taoist priest who helps Xia Jinrong raise ghosts?
I asked, you are so afraid, do you have any excuses in his hands?

Xia Jinrong smiled wryly, "He said that if I don't listen to him, my son will suffer. I have no choice but to promise him, two masters, you are so noble, don't say I said it, I have no choice but to do so."

I sneered, don't pretend to me, the seven ghosts have worked for you for three years, how many people have you harmed?Who raised the ghost for you?

Xia Jinrong was silent, but acquiesced.

I sighed, you are dying, I can't help you.I don't ask you about the ghost you raised for you.Finally, let me ask you again, where can I find that little Taoist priest?
Xia Jinrong is like a puddle of mud, completely lacking the arrogance he had at the beginning, and instead turned into a poor bug. I almost softened my heart.

Xia Jinrong shook his head and said, "I don't know. Where to find him."

I found two bottles of soy sauce and mature vinegar from the kitchen. Uncle Jianguo picked up two bags of rice and took a mop to the coffin room on the second floor.

I first poured the soy sauce and vinegar on the wall, and dragged it on the mural with a mop, destroying the mural, and made a few cuts with a long knife, and scratched the flying witch and the eyeballs to pieces. The artwork mural is now hanging on the wall like a rag.

Uncle Jianguo came in again and poured two bags of rice on the ground, filling it densely, and the stockings on the ground were also splashed with vinegar, all in pieces.

Uncle Jianguo asked, could it be that the Seven Ghosts are also stocking lovers?

I smiled wryly, Banxian, don't be so yellow, okay?
I asked Xia Jinrong to get a few big roosters, put them in the room, and installed the door. I got chicken blood and drew a talisman on the door, which was specially used for the town tomb. After the painting was finished.

Using black dog blood and black chicken blood, and old ink, I made a carpenter's ruler and ink fountain in the town, and popped a five-pointed star on top of the door, marking gold, wood, water, fire, and earth on the door.It is a five-element ghost-catching talisman.

Xiaojian stood at the door and called out.But after a while, there was a low screaming sound from inside the house. I couldn't see what happened inside, but I could hear some movement from the screaming.

The coffin exit, the door in front of me, was also slammed hard.It has been deformed a few times, and the seal popped out of the ink fountain makes a faint sound, forcing the contents inside back, and the scream is even more tragic.

Xia Jinrong sat slumped on the ground, what kind of house is this, how did it become like this.

From under the crack of the door, a centipede with three legs left got out. It ran very slowly, and was crushed to pieces by Xiaojian as soon as it came out.

Uncle Jianguo didn't dare to show his anger, and looked at me.

I looked at Xia Jinrong, the Taoist priest who helped you raise ghosts three years ago, isn’t he very perverted? He wears a black robe, carries a black lockbox all the year round, and occasionally has a paper bag. His favorite friend is the centipede .

Xia Jinrong sighed and said that you already knew.

At noon, I opened the door, and there were footprints all over the white rice in the room, the stockings were completely torn, and the walls were still covered with large and small handprints.

Uncle Jianguo looked around and sighed, Xiao Qi, how could you be so ruthless, is this a desperate decision to kill?

I said, don't you know me yet?

Inside the vinegar bottle placed by the door, it has turned into a black gas flame, and the lid is covered.

I pointed to the bottle and said, it was all in the bottle, I was too kind to do it, so I left a bottle for them.Banxian, you still don't understand me.

Uncle Jianguo is a little sorry, I don't understand you, maybe you don't understand yourself either.

Yes, people long to be understood, but they don't understand themselves, so why ask others to understand themselves.

The philosopher Zhang San said that there is only one person in the world who understands my thoughts, and he is Li Si, but his understanding of me is also wrong.

Cover the vinegar bottle, exit, and close the door.

Xia Jinrong came over and begged me to save him.

I rejected him. Since ancient times, if you do many injustices, you will die. If the sky wants to accept you, how dare I intervene.

I am leaving with Xiaojian and Uncle Jianguo.

Xia Jinrong watched me leave, but didn't chase me out. Could it be that he couldn't bear to tell about the little Taoist priest because of his son.

Just after leaving Greenport, an old man with missing teeth staggered across the road, his clothes were black and smudged, he looked like an old beggar in a wandering town.

I hurriedly braked. If the old man fell to the ground, I would hesitate to go over to help him.

The old man glanced at me and shouted, Mr. Xiao, come here, I will call you.

I froze for a moment, why did you want to talk to me.

Following the old man into the alley, he said without stammering, let me tell you, people have become beasts.

At the entrance of the alley, two killers flashed by, and the old man looked at the bamboo pole and walked forward again, please do me a favor, please do me a favor.

People have become beasts. Could it be that people's consciences have been eaten by dogs?

The accent of the old beggar seems to be from Anhui, and he is definitely not a native of Lugang.

Could it be, mean?

I urged Uncle Jianguo to get in the car quickly and drove out.

Uncle Jianguo got on his motorcycle, ran for a while, and shouted, "I'm in a hurry to urinate. I'm leaning against the piglet factory next to me. I'll squat in the corner and take a pee."

As soon as I stopped the car, Uncle Jianguo punched me and cursed, Xiao Qi, you bastard, Xia Jinrong deserves to die, but his son is innocent.

I fell to the ground, several teeth were knocked loose, and I spit out a mouthful of blood.The piglet factory has a new breeder pig today, and if it screams twice, it should be a show of glory.

I stood up without saying a word, Liu Jianguo, don't think I can't beat you, if it weren't for me, you would probably be finished already.

Uncle Jianguo kept silent, and after a long while, his tone was soft, that Master Xiao, let's not get angry, Xia Jinrong is a bastard, but the child is innocent, should we help or help.

(End of this chapter)