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"Soul raising bottle? Old Yang knows this thing?"

Zhang Xin heard Yang Tongtai's exclamation and knew that he must know the details of this weird bottle.

Zhang Xin picked up the soul-raising bottle and wanted to show it to him.

But Yang Tongtai avoided it: "Mr. Zhang, let it go first. This thing is not a good thing, it's a bad thing, so it's better not to touch it."

Zhang Xin felt a little inexplicable, because he had already observed it through the eyes of the sky. Apart from the weak aura, there was nothing special about it. At most, the bottle felt cool to the touch, just like touching an antique.

Yang Tongtai watched carefully around the soul-cultivating bottle, and then said: “You can’t go wrong, it is indeed a soul-cultivating bottle. According to some records in ancient Feng Shui books, the soul-cultivating bottle is made of a thousand-year-old yin locust wood. The craftsmanship is extremely high. Complicated, first is to choose the yin locust tree that grows in the dark all the year round, take the core of the tree, and spend a few years in the mud under the water, and then ask a Feng Shui master who is good at rune formations to engrave the soul-raising curse.

If it were here, it wouldn't be considered a wicked thing, but the most wicked thing was the purpose of this soul-raising bottle.

It is said that this thing can hold the soul, and because of the material, it can make the soul last for many years. Therefore, in ancient times, some large families would use this thing to raise a kid. The sorcery of raising a kid has been lost in China, but I heard that there are some other methods in Nanyang, but I don't know the true or false. "

The third from the left took a few steps away, and then asked, "Old Yang, you mean it might be a little ghost?"

"It says so in the book, but no one knows if there are any ghosts in this world. At least I have lived for most of my life and haven't seen it yet."

Zhang Xin recalled what happened when he visited Tan Jiangfeng some time ago and passed by a funeral home. He knew that ghosts did exist, but it was hard to tell whether **** or heaven existed or not. After all, that was the only time Zhang Xin had. I saw the ghost, and in the end the ghost seemed to be led by an unknown person, and finally disappeared quickly.

"Maybe it really exists, otherwise, how to explain it? Some people say that they have seen ghosts. You must know that most of these cases are unreasonable. In the end, they are often dismissed by people with dazzling hallucinations."

Zhang Xin's words are ambiguous, but they are true, because current science really cannot prove the existence of ghosts.

Zhang Xin asked: "Then how to deal with this thing? Is it possible to send it to the museum?"

Yang Tongtai said: "The safest way is to destroy it directly, find a crematorium, and throw it into the crematorium to burn it at high temperature."

Third from the left: "This doesn't seem to be a problem. Except for the crippled look, there is nothing special about it. At any rate, it is considered an antique. It was ruined like this, which is really a pity."

Zhang Xin thought in his heart, if he didn't show this thing to Master, after all, religious people would know some feng shui techniques.

Zhang Xin made a decision in his heart, and said, "Let's put this soul-raising bottle first. Today, we mainly fix the artificial pond. Mr. Yang, do you think it will save everyone from running back and forth."

The third left patted his chest and said: "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, we won't have to dig the pond for you until late today, and then help you transplant some ornamental plants such as flowers and grass."

"Okay, Master Zuo often takes care of the garden. I'm relieved. Even if you let go of it, the bonus will definitely not be less for everyone."

"Mr. Zhang is proud!"

When everyone heard that Zhang Xin was so generous, they were full of enthusiasm.

Seeing that the pond had taken shape, Yang Tongtai walked around the pond with a compass, and then ordered Zuo San to bury some feng shui objects such as Taishan stones and Bagua mirrors at the location he specified.

Naturally, Zhang Xin ordered fast food for everyone at noon. Everyone didn't rest after eating. They just continued to work and pave the bottom of the pond with pebbles.

Since the moat of the Forbidden City is next door, Zuo San specially made a dark ditch to connect the pond and the moat, so that the water in the pond would not stink.

Everyone is finished without the sun setting.

Next, the third from the left instructed everyone to pile up a small soil **** next to the pond and following Yang Tongtai's instructions.

"Mr. Zhang, some flowers and trees can be planted on this small soil slope, so that although the courtyard is not large, there are mountains and water, and the landscape is not worse than some gardens."

Zhang Xin nodded, and finally after everyone left, Zhang Xin gave each of them a red envelope, which looked bulging.

After night fell, the huge courtyard looked very empty, but because the two little guys were there, it was not lonely.

After dinner, I first sent a message to Li Xueer, knowing that Li Xueer was not filming, so I made a video call with her and showed Li Xueer the changed courtyard.

Because there was an extra pond in the yard, Zhang Xin didn't worry about letting the two little guys play alone in the yard, so he shut the two little guys in the house before he cleaned up the dishes.

When Zhang Xin finished packing, he found that two little guys were observing curiously around the soul-raising bottle, as if they had seen some novel toys.

Zhang Xin hurriedly went up to take away the soul-cultivating bottle, and after careful observation, he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the mouth of the bottle was still intact.

Zhang Xin is not a person who does not believe in ghosts and gods. After all, people are in a state of fearlessness in many cases. The more they know, the more awe of the world.

In the afternoon, Yang Tongtai only talked about it, so driven by curiosity, Zhang Xin went online to check Nanyang's so-called "raising little ghost" witchcraft.

According to the information found, Zhang Xin knew why Yang Tongtai rejected it, because after seeing the production process of the little ghost, Zhang Xin also developed a sense of disgust for the soul-raising bottle.

According to records, raising little ghosts can be transported, so many rich celebrities will secretly find some so-called mage to ask a little ghost to go home~www.readwn.com~ in an attempt to change their luck.

But when Zhang Xin learned that the little ghost was made from a fetus that died before it was born, Zhang Xin felt that this kind of anger and resentment should completely disappear.

But looking at the soul-raising bottle in front of him, Zhang Xin was also a little curious.

This kind of little ghost is described as fascinating on the Internet, especially in the eyes of people like Zhang Xin who hope to find out whether ghosts exist, this is an opportunity.

Last time there was no time to carefully study the soul that left the body after death, and now there is a spirit body that may exist, which can be said to be a good research object.

So Zhang Xin called Master Song Feng Dao.

Dao Songfeng is a Taoist priest and has lived much more years than Zhang Xin. It can be said that he has seen all kinds of weird events, some of which he even experienced personally.

After hearing Zhang Xin's report that there was a soul-breeding bottle for raising little ghosts, he warned Zhang Xin not to move, and sent the soul-breeding bottle to him as soon as possible.

At the end of the day, Zhang Xin went back to the room to meditate and practice alone. This time, there was no such an anomaly as in the dual practice combined practice.

But while Zhang Xin was practicing, a ray of Yuehua's power was absorbed by the soul-raising bottle.

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