"Pace the room alone in the middle of the night? Are you talking?" I asked.

Ma Fugui recalled for a while and said to me:

"I didn't seem to hear the words. After turning for a while, I lay down and fell asleep again. I didn't take it seriously at that time."

I really don’t know what caused the situation Ma Fugui said. Even in "The Soul-Finding Record", there is no explanation for this strange phenomenon.

It seems that I can only go to his house first to take a look.

Thinking of this, I decided to give Ma Fugui a vaccination first:

"By the way, Brother Ma, I just promised to go to your house to see if you can see the cause of your mother's suicide, and whether you can save her wronged soul and let her be buried in peace. To be honest, I have no confidence at all, and can only do my best.

During this period, I have been studying this book "Ceramic Soul Seal" carefully. Although I have learned a lot of ways to exorcise evil spirits and save unjust souls, I have not really practiced it. I don't know if I can apply what I have learned, so I said the ugly words first.

"It's okay, little brother, if you promise to help, you will be very grateful. If this happens or not, you won't treat you badly!" Ma Fugui said, bowing his waist and pedaling the tricycle hard.

I sat behind the car and observed the endless mountains on both sides of the mountain road, wanting to see the directions and earth veins of the mountains to calculate the surrounding Feng Shui.

This Feng Shui technique is also what I learned from the book "Ceramic Soul Seal" and I have only a little understanding of it now. However, when I really walked out of my home and saw such a continuous mountain range, I still couldn't help but want to try what I learned.

In addition to dividing the five elements according to their different shapes, this mountain can also be divided into nine types: Tanlang, Jumen, Lucun, Wenqu, Wuqu, Lianzhen, Pojun, Fushan, and Bishan according to its different heights and shapes, combined with the corresponding Feng Shui theory.

Ma Fugui didn't ride fast, which gave me enough time to see clearly that the mountain in front of our village should be Lu Cun, which belongs to the earth of the five elements. The soil around this mountain is fertile, and whether it is a yin house or a yang house nearby, the feng shui is excellent.

Why do I think so? Because the continuous mountains are about to enter the plain when they arrive here, the mountain direction becomes more stable and the soil is solid, so there is no possibility of walking.

Therefore, it is called "Sleeping in the Cow's Good Place".

But since our Huanshui Village is in such a good Feng Shui treasure land, why are all poor?

This is unreasonable!

Is it because I just started, and I can only take a shallow look at the surface of Feng Shui, only look at the surface of it, but not understand the inside?

This should be the case, otherwise, the situation like our Huanshui Village would never have occurred near the Feng Shui River in Lucun Mountain.

I was thinking about Feng Shui issues, and before I knew it, Ma Fugui had already brought me into his village by riding a bicycle.

This village is called Majia Village. According to what Ma Fugui said, my master Jiuyan lived in their village before, and he had to invite him to go over for funerals of all sizes in the village.

No matter what strange and terrifying things happen in the breeze, my master can solve them.

So over the years, Master has always had a high prestige in Majia Village.

After entering Majia Village, he stopped in front of the five brick houses behind the village. The door was open, and Ma Fugui rode the tricycle directly into the yard.

"Little brother, when you enter the house, I will make you a cup of hot tea first." Ma Fugui walked in front and led me into the house.

The room was very simple, with only one electric light on, a wooden table, a few wooden chairs, a small stool, a water tank, and nothing else.

马富贵招呼我下坐下,自己忙活着烧水给我沏茶.

I looked around the room and asked:

"Brother Ma, where are your wife and children?"

When Ma Fugui heard my question, he sighed:

"My wife ran away with her children and went to the town. She disliked me for having no money."

This sigh echoes the helplessness of a rural man. He faces the loess and his back is on the sky. No matter how much force he exerts or how much sweat he sweats, his income is still meager.

After Ma Fugui made tea for me, I took a few sips and asked:

"Brother Ma, now you take me to see your mother's body?" Since it has not been buried, the body must still be at home. Someone died in our countryside. He first reported the funeral, and then set up a spiritual shed to guard the soul, and finally he could be funeral.

"Okay, I'll take you there now, but little brother, my mother looked a little scary when she died. You, you have to be mentally prepared in advance." Ma Fugui kindly reminded me.

"Yeah." I agreed and followed Ma Fugui to the spirit shed.

There was a wooden bed in the middle of the mourning shed, and there was a copper basin at the four corners below the wooden bed. Ma Fugui's mother's body was lying on the wooden bed, covered with a layer of white cloth.

Taking a deep breath, I walked towards the wooden bed, came closer, and reached out to gently lift the white cloth on the body.

A stench of corpse followed. I saw Ma Fugui's mother's face full of green corpse spots. It was swollen and closed her eyes, but she could still see how bulging it was.

There is a very obvious dark red mark on the neck.

I slowly covered the white cloth, turned around and asked Ma Fugui:

"Brother Ma, can you take me to see the place where your mother hangs?"

After hearing this, Ma Fugui opened another wooden door in the spirit shed, nodded, and said:

"Okay, little brother, come with me."

Following Ma Fugui, I came to the south house where his mother hung her. As soon as I opened the door, a smell of long-term storage of grain fermentation came. The room was very dark. I walked in and looked up at the beam of the room. The rope of the room was no longer there on the black beam.

"Brother Ma, wait for me outside for a while." I said and closed the door of the south house. According to the "Classic Soul Seal Record": If you want to find out the details of a person's death, you must first sprinkle the porcelain sealing soil near the death position of the deceased.

Thinking of this, I carefully placed my backpack on the ground, then took out a handful of dry soil, first sprinkled it directly under the beam, and then grabbed a handful of sprinkled it on the beam.

As the dry soil of sealed porcelain spilled out, I whispered:

"Use porcelain and soil as a guide to the porcelain soul to show its spirit, use the earth eyes to distinguish life, old age, sickness and death." The mantra came out, and the changes followed. As soon as I looked at the dry soil, my eyes began to get hot and my vision gradually became blurred.

The dry soil on the ground gradually showed black footprints, which were big and small, and were very messy. The smallest footprint should be the mother who was still wrapped around her feet.

The other footprints should be of adult men's size, so I raised my head and looked at the beam. I found that someone's handprints on the beam were very large, not the old lady's own.

If you look closely, these handprints have different shapes and sizes, not just for one person.

Could it be that after the old lady was hanging, Ma Fugui called someone to put the old lady off the hanging rope?

No, this is a bit unreasonable. According to ordinary people's thinking, when you see your mother hanging, you will rush up to save her as soon as possible. Why would Ma Fugui call someone else to help first and then save his mother together?

I'm afraid there is something wrong with this!

I walked to the back of the beam, rubbed my eyes, and looked up, and my heart twitched at that time!

Because I saw the evidence and the evidence that the "filial son" Ma Fugui lies!
Chapter completed!