Being buried under the corpse raising ground is also a kind of "ticking time bomb". If the corpse had not appeared in Hu Ying's room, it might have broken out of the ground one day. By then, the king of heaven and I would have to kowtow to the corpse and beg for mercy.
The body cannot be cremated and must be preserved.
If it turns into ashes, the feng shui of the ancestral grave cannot protect three generations.
Fortunately, the corpse is only in the beginning of its transformation, so the situation will not be serious yet.
I'll have the coffin lid closed, but there's no need to seal the coffin yet.
"Seal up all the places in the ancestral hall where light leaks, whether it is beams or windows, don't let them fall down. No one can go out after nine o'clock in the evening until a suitable Feng Shui location is found." I warned seriously.
"What's the significance of this?" Hu Qiguang was confused.
"There is nothing particular about being particular." I looked back at Hu Qiguang and sneered: "If you are not afraid of your ancestors biting people, just do as I say. If someone dies in the village, then don't blame me for not saying hello to you in advance.
If someone's life is lost, your Hu family's black gauze hat will not be protected."
"Understood! Understood!" Hu Qiguang didn't dare to have the slightest opinion.
Almost all the villagers knew that Hu Tianming's ancestor's corpse had its eyes opened.
However, with the power of Hu Tianming's family to suppress it, the villagers did not dare to spread the news.
The eldest son Hu Qiguang alone can send people to prison for reform at the touch of a finger, and he can turn white people into black people. Presumably the villagers of Hujia Village should not dare to spread rumors.
After sealing off the ancestral hall, I hung a Bagua mirror on the door of the ancestral hall.
Although it is just an ordinary Bagua mirror, it is actually very useful.
Absorb yang energy in the morning and use it to gather yang.
Therefore, at night, the Yin energy emitted by the moon will not penetrate into the ancestral hall under the shock of the Bagua Mirror.
If there is a slight gap, the yin energy will penetrate into the ancestral temple, and the corpse will absorb the yin energy of the moon. It is not as simple as opening the eyes.
When it comes to that point, I can say without exaggeration that not many people in Hujia Village will die and I, Liu Tianxiao, will change my surname to Hu Tianxiao.
After handling the body, I followed Zhang Hui and her group back to her home.
It was already half past eleven at night.
There is still half an hour, which is the best time to take action.
In the living room on the first floor, I was sitting with Zhang Hui and his three daughters.
The topic they were talking about was exactly about their fourth daughter, Hu Ying.
"Master Liu Tianshi, how is my daughter doing now? Can I go up to see her?" Zhang Hui asked nervously.
"I can't see her for the time being, but her condition is not bad. Fortunately, you asked me for help. If you had asked anyone else, I don't think your daughter would survive this year." I explained in a calm tone.
They looked at each other, it seemed that they didn't know enough about Hu Ying.
Taking advantage of the fact that there was still half an hour left, I asked them about the Feng Shui Master.
"Aunt Hui, who is the Feng Shui master who helped your family move their ancestral graves five years ago?"
"I seem to have some impression. Wait a minute and I'll look for his business card..."
Zhang Hui turned on her phone and looked for contacts, but didn't seem to find them, so she started looking around the living room.
Finally, I found a yellowed business card under the sofa.
"That's the guy."
Huang Hui handed me her business card.
"Yang Yuling?"
I looked at the name on the business card and muttered.
Yang's Feng Shui Cultural Consultants Co., Ltd.
Five years ago, it happened to be the time when I was arrested and sent to a labor camp. At that time, I also knew Feng Shui masters from various schools, but I was not familiar with Yang Yuling. I had never heard of his name.
If this person owns a Feng Shui company, he is obviously a very famous senior.
Personally speaking, from the international Feng Shui master to the Yin Yang master in the village, who in Guangdong Province doesn’t know me, Liu Tianxiao?
Where did this Yang Yuling come from?
It is said that he is capable, and he is indeed quite capable. He knows how to accurately find the best Feng Shui treasures in the tombs. However, the ancestral tombs were soaked in water and turned into a place for raising corpses.
Maybe this was just an accident, but Hu Ying was not an accident.
At that time, Hu Ying wanted to foster her dead child in the Gu Man Thong amulet, but instead she brought out a Gu altar for raising little ghosts. Ordinary people would get seriously ill if they touched this thing twice, let alone Hu Ying.
He was also fostered as his own son.
If discovered early, it must be eliminated directly from the root.
Everything stems from this Feng Shui master named Yang Yuling.
Just when I was about to express my thoughts, a piercing scream suddenly came from upstairs.
"Stay downstairs, don't follow me! If I don't come out in half an hour, you just smash the door."
I picked up my satchel and ran to the third floor, and the source of the scream was none other than Hu Ying.
"Open the door!"
"Open the door!"
I planned to kick the door again, but the room door creaked and opened automatically.
A blast of air-conditioning hit my face, but I remembered the air-conditioning temperature was 13 degrees. It wasn't that cold?
It seems that the little devil has come out.
I walked into the room cautiously, and this time it was my turn to lock the door.
The room was very quiet. Hu Ying was lying on the bed as if nothing had happened, but with her back to me.
I gently walked to the bed and reached out to grab her shoulders, only to find that the talisman painted on her body had faded.
It shouldn't be.
Cinnabar will not fade and can last for at least ten hours.
Before I could find out what caused the talisman to fade, Hu Ying slowly turned her head and looked at me, smiling like an Alzheimer's disease, drooling all over the bed.
Hu Ying didn't attack me, she just looked at me and smiled stupidly.
"What's your name?" I asked.
Obviously, I am not asking Hu Ying, but another "person" inside Hu Ying.
"Abba, Ababa, Abba..."
Hu Yingba smacked her lips, what’s the difference between this and a child?
But I saw that her mouth shape seemed to want to speak, so I slowly lowered my head and listened to what Hu Ying wanted to say.
"Hahahaha……"
Hu Ying suddenly grinned and made a strange sound.
I immediately grabbed Hu Ying's neck, but the sound still didn't disappear. Instead, it turned into a "hissing" sound, like the sound of an angry cobra spitting out messages.
Hu Ying was choked so hard by me that the sound did not come from her mouth.
I turned my head and looked at the quilt. The quilt was slightly bulging, and something was moving around.
I slowly opened the quilt and saw a child with pale skin lying on Hu Ying's body drinking milk.
The child looked up at me. What was in his mouth was not milk, but blood!
I froze on the spot.
The child's facial features are distorted, there are no eyes, the nose and mouth are connected together, and the teeth in the mouth are uneven.
this!
That's the true face of that little devil.
The kid and I looked at each other, and it pounced on me like a dog, tearing my clothes apart with its sharp fingernails.
In panic, I took out the mahogany dagger from my body and stabbed the little ghost Tianling Gai with it! This chapter has been completed!