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Feng Bao hurriedly left the courtyard.
I moved Zhang Jiugua's body to the bed.
After hesitating for a moment, he saw that Zhang Jiugua's clothes were old, his chest and back were full of holes, and there was even a faint smell of corpses.
I took off his old clothes.
During this period, I was also very careful. First, I had a respectful attitude, and I held the belief that the dead are the greatest.
Second, it is also afraid that Zhang Jiugua may change from a dead body to a ghost.
Fortunately, nothing happened.
In the process of undressing him, I didn't touch it directly with my hands, but put on gloves.
After replacing the old clothes, I put him in a brand new Tang suit.
Coincidentally, the Tang suit that Feng Zhirong prepared for me, Zhang Jiugua actually fits snugly.
Then I fetched water again and helped him wipe the dirt off his face.
After this series of things were done, Zhang Jiugua's body no longer looked like a dead person, but a deep sleep with eyes closed.
The sky outside was completely dark, and the moonlight shone on the corpse through the window.
Once again, I noticed Zhang Jiugua's face.
The face is long and narrow, not like a horse's face, and the brow bone extending beyond the eye sockets, if not for the interruption of the eyebrows, still has a fairy-like feeling.
His cheekbones are round and not protruding, and his personality is not too extreme.
The whole face is full of great kindness, and the eyebrows themselves should also have a long life.
People including him are also long and narrow, which represents longevity, but their eyebrows and lives are broken.
He died in Ji Niang's tomb completely taking advantage of the evil.
Since all the hexagrams have been counted, the hexagram is a big ominous person who will die, as long as you don't avoid it, you will never die.
I sighed softly, and murmured to myself: "Is it really that important? You are already well-known in the Fengshui world, and you are already a well-known expert in Fengshui. You can tell good fortune and bad luck with Yangshuo, and tell fortunes about life and death, so why bother with Fengshui. "
If Zhang Jiugua is still alive, he must also be a powerful person of Yang Suan.
Perhaps my grandfather would also ask him for help at that time, and the two may not be able to work together.
While thinking, footsteps came from outside the house.
"Mr. Luo, are you looking for me?"
Looking back, Feng Zhirong had already walked into my room.
He clasped his fists at Zhang Jiugua and bowed, which was also very polite.
I nodded and said, "Patriarch Feng, please come. There is still something I want to trouble the Feng family. Originally, I planned to save money by myself for a while, but I was afraid that waiting too long would lead to long nights and many dreams. If one thing is settled, there will be fewer accidents."
"The fortune of the Feng family was saved by Mr. Luo, so you don't have to be polite to me!" Feng Zhirong had a smile on his face.
I told you about my plan to buy a geomantic treasure, and also the location.
Generally speaking, what Feng Zhirong needs to help is money, and he has to go to the corresponding relationship.
Feng Zhirong first nodded and said no problem.
Then he said again: "Mr. Luo, didn't my Feng family have several treasure lands before? You just chose one for me to move the grave."
"I don't know much about feng shui, but the best feng shui places should have been bought by the Feng family when Zhang Er helped me choose them. I vaguely remember that I went to the address you mentioned. Back then Zhang Er As I said, there is no particularly good feng shui position."
"Yes, I remembered. He also said that there is a feng shui land there called Sizheng Palace. It can be used to build yin houses and tombs. It is also very lucky. But for my Feng family, that land is too small."
"Ziwu Maoyou Sizheng Palace?" I answered immediately.
Feng Zhirong nodded and said it should be this.
I frowned slightly.
I chose a Fengshui location close to Blind Chen. In fact, I also planned that Blind Chen could go for a walk occasionally. After all, he took the last hexagram of Zhang Jiu's hexagram.
If there is any danger of accidents, maybe Blind Chen can also help.
But Feng Zhirong said it all, Zhang Er also found the piece of land where I ordered the Chaoyang House for Blind Chen, I am afraid what he said is true.
After all, Neiyang City is only that big, and the Feng family bought a total of five treasure lands, and there is probably no better choice.
"Okay, Master Feng, I understand. Then use a piece of Feng's land." I didn't hesitate any more.
Feng Zhirong smiled even more, he asked me when I would use it, and today I will send Zhang Jiugua to be buried?
I pondered for a while and said: "The original intention is to be a teacher, and I am afraid that something will happen again, bye.After that, let's bury it. "During the speech, I glanced at the feng shui plate in the courtyard.
I also made up my mind to pay attention to Xiaonan's matter. If there is a change, I will continue to take action, and I will ignore the rest for the time being.
First broke the feng shui plate, but now I can't find the master geomancy.
The possibility of finding clues from Ma Baoyi was gone, so there was no other way. If I can break it, he will definitely show up to find me.
After my thoughts settled down, I also notified Liu Wensan and asked him to bring Blind Chen back again. I need Blind Chen to help open the way.
On the phone, I briefly said a few things about my plan to be a teacher. Liu Wensan said that they will arrive soon, and they will come to Feng's house immediately.
Time passed bit by bit.
It took Feng Bao about two hours to bring all the things I wanted.
The main time-consuming thing is the three sacrifices.
Whole pig, whole cow, whole sheep! And a big black wooden table that can place three animals!
During this period, Blind Chen, Liu Wensan, and He Caier and his wife had already arrived.
They stood at the edge of the yard and did not disturb my arrangement.
The feng shui plate in the side courtyard was moved to the back position, and the middle was vacated to be placed in the mourning hall.
After the third animal was put away, incense candles were lit on both sides.
Zhang Jiugua's body was placed in the coffin in good condition.
The moon is cold and silent, and the wind is blowing faintly.
The joss stick was burning, and the smoke was only lingering around the coffin, but he was not very popular.
I settled down and didn't feel scared, but started to grind the ink.
After grinding the ink, I dipped the brush and wrote the six characters of Zhang Jiugua Zhiling on the spiritual tablet.
After that, I took another piece of yellow paper and wrote the time on it.
And I followed the way Zhang Er taught me to write obituaries.
Wrote a paragraph to pray to Zhang Jiugua.
Some of them I didn't understand, so I asked Chen Xiazi who was next to me.
Sure enough, he had a thorough understanding of numerology and time, and under his guidance, I wrote half an eloquent obituary.
I also lit a brazier in front of the mourning hall.
The flames shot three feet high!
After a pause, I put the suicide note Zhang Jiugua gave me, his golden abacus, and bone phase all on the mourning hall.
? While hesitating, I found out the House Classic, the Nine Techniques of Yin Sheng, and put it aside.
Just after finishing these preparations, I will kneel down and perform the ceremony of apprenticeship.
Just at this moment, there was a muffled bang inside the coffin.
The corpse of Zhang Jiugua stood upright!
The cold wind whimpered a little, and Zhang Jiugua's broken eyebrows fluttered with the wind.
Vaguely, Zhang Jiugua seems to have opened his eyes a little bit
The golden abacus on the table suddenly made a crisp sound!
It seems like the wind is blowing
At that moment, I seemed to be dazzled, and it felt like Zhang Jiugua walked out of the coffin and arrived in front of the golden abacus.
His sense of immortality is even stronger, with a wave of his arm, and between his fingers, he actually made a divination!
A shock, when I came back to my senses, I found that this was just an illusion
The golden abacus just slid to the side because of the corner of the mourning hall table.
It is also because of this that there is a clacking sound.
It's just that my complexion changed.
The sliding of the beads really formed a hexagram!
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