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Chapter 320

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    The distance is too far, and I can't see clearly what the old man looks like.

    But his voice was too sharp and sinister. After that voice, the road seemed to be foggy

    Under the hazy white mist, the old man seemed to be walking towards the distance and gradually disappeared from sight.

    It's just that yelling long tune, but it keeps echoing in my ears.

    It wasn't until he completely disappeared that the lingering sound slowly dissipated.

    Liu Wensan took a mouthful of saliva, and cursed: "What kind of sneaky thing dares to run into Liuhe Village."

    He also looked very solemn, and his eyelids were still beating slightly.

    I was about to speak, but Liu Wensan said again: "Sixteen, enter the courtyard."

    After saying that, he turned and stepped over the threshold.

    I also followed in.

    However, he didn't go further inside, but stared fixedly at the top of the wall of the courtyard gate.

    There is a red rope hanging there, with three knots tied in total.

    By now the red rope had already been broken, and a section was hanging by a knot.

    I still vaguely remember that I asked Liu Wensan.

    He told me that this is a rope made of cinnabar mixed with black dog blood.

    The red rope is broken, and the ghost enters the door.

    I don't know if it was my mother who broke it when she came in, or it was the fool of the Wang family.

    But I didn't think about it before, Liu Wensan would do this kind of thing?

    I haven't seen him have other methods. The only thing he has been using is mahogany nails, or the outfit of the corpse hunter.

    He had a dead body bell before.

    It's just that after this period of time, the bell has already broken.

    The only ones that could be used were mahogany nails and ghost knives, and he also threw the divination knives into the river.

    Just as I was thinking, Liu Wensan suddenly said: "Tomorrow morning, Uncle Wensan is going out, please come back alone."

    "If that person can come, maybe he can deal with that idiot of the Wang family."

    "If you can't invite me, it will be more troublesome. Sixteen, you have to find out carefully. You need to be hardworking yourself to strike iron with your grandfather's methods."

    "If you always ask for help, you may not get a result."

    I was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

    For a long time, I have become more and more aware of my own lack of strength.

    Think of the grandpa who I learned in a few words.

    As a master of Yin arts, it is no problem for him to pick up Yin and suppress corpses, and his geomantic omens have spread all over the world.

    Even facing Ma Baoyi's group of corpses, he was not afraid at all.

    ?As his grandson, I still have an abacus of bones and gold, but I don't have his skills, and I am also the one who lost Mr. Yinjutsu.

    Especially those few broken imitation compasses and the remaining tail feathers from the killing technique, it is conceivable that Grandpa faced too many fierce corpses and sneaks.

    But when I faced Xiaonan, I almost died

    It's just that in the three books of Zhai Jing, Nine Techniques of Yin Sheng, and Bone Physiognomy, there are no more methods of suppressing corpses.

    Just like what Zhang Er said, I know a lot, but I don't know common sense.

    Even worse than a gentleman who has been in the industry for decades and knows common sense but does not know advanced Feng Shui.

    Just as I was lost in thought, He Caier also came up close.

    She was a little uneasy, and said, "Are you really going to invite me?" I suddenly came to my senses, He Caier also knew the person Liu Wensan wanted to invite?

    Liu Wensan hummed, and said: "If you don't go, you won't break it. This is not a small trouble. Shiliu wants to break the Feng Shui situation with peace of mind. Granny Liu hasn't been rescued yet, so I can't be tricked by that fool every day."

    "Besides, I don't think it's that simple. Did that idiot get into a car accident by such a coincidence? Fell off a cliff?"

    "Now he has become so fierce, I don't know what it is. The person who knocked the funeral gong just now is probably with him." Liu Wensan spoke quickly.

    After a pause, he continued: "Sixteen, go back to your room to rest and get a good night's sleep. Uncle Wen will keep watch tonight. When I go out at dawn, I will try my best to come back before dark."

    "You have enough energy, and try to think of some tricks."

    I nodded and said I got it.

    Originally wanted to ask Liu Wensan a few more questions, but seeing that he didn't mean anything, I didn't ask first.

    When he invites people back, if possible, I would like to ask for more advice.

    When I returned to the room, I subconsciously took another look at He Caier, only to find that her expression was not normal, as if she was hesitating to speak.Pushing the door open and entering the house, the room was empty.

    I first put the book away, and after lying on the bed, I took out the fixed compass, stared at it intently, and couldn't take my eyes off it.

    The fixed compass itself is a big talisman, which can dispel evil spirits, attract wealth, and town house.

    It's just that grandpa was afraid of ruining this inherited treasure back then, so he gave it to Ma Baozhong, a begging dog.

    I also made an imitation compass for use.

    I also want to imitate the compass, but now I don't have Zhang Er, so I can't do it.

    I vaguely remember Zhang Er said that the imitation compass engraved the first-layer congenital gossip disk, the second-layer earth mother turned hexagram nine-star disk, and the third-layer twenty-four-day astrolabe.

    When the gossip is born, the earth mother and the stars shine, and the gossip is used to suppress evil.

    He was able to engrave this imitation compass, and he also said that his own imitation compass was not easy to break because the copper was not tempered high enough.

    At this point in my thoughts, I remembered that I was drawing a picture of town objects and asked Feng Zhirong to find a craftsman to make it.

    The tower on the riverside also has the function of suppressing corpses!

    ? If I can compile and engrave an imitation compass by myself, or find a powerful craftsman to engrave the first three layers of the fixed compass, will it be useful?

    Thinking of this, I feel a little agitated and uncertain.

    I don't feel sleepy at all, and now I can't sleep anymore.

    Just like what Liu Wensan said, if you always ask for help, you may not get a result.

    If I had an imitation compass in my hand, no one would find the fool of the Wang family, and if the compass fixed him, I would have enough means to suppress the corpse!

    Turning over and getting out of bed, I quickly sat next to the desk, took out a pen and paper from the drawer, put the fixed compass on the side, and began to extract the three-layer feng shui plate from inside to night.

    On the first level, gossip is extremely simple.

    The second and third layers are complicated.

    It took me more than an hour to draw it, because there were no compasses, and the drawing was crooked.

    However, the approximate size is still in accordance with the fixed compass.

    Finally, I also took a photo of the first three floors of the fixed compass, which made me feel sleepy.

    Before going to bed, I looked outside through the gap in the window, Liu Wensan was indeed still on vigil, and He Caier was talking to him next to him.

    I didn't eavesdrop either.

    After going to bed, I thought about my mother saying that she didn't want to be so scary.

    At that time, I didn't have time to think about it, so I went to find clothes.

    Looking back now, is it because of what Xu Shiyu said?

    She said my mother scared her and always had nightmares at night?

    And that night at Feng's house, in a daze, I heard her ask me if my mother was scary.

    After thinking about this clearly, I feel sore in my heart.

    My mother has been here all these years, but now she starts to care.

    It is conceivable how uncomfortable she will be.

    ? Before going to the master Kanyu, I must get rid of this idiot of the Wang family. I have no worries, so my mother will also have no worries.

    Closing his eyes, he fell into a dream in a daze.

    When I woke up the next morning, Liu Wensan had already gone out.

    He Caier is cooking.

    Feng Bao and Feng Qu still guarded the feng shui plate.

    I sent the photo of the compass to Feng Qu, and I also gave him the piece of paper. I asked him to go to Neiyang City, find Feng Zhirong again, and see if he could contact the craftsman who made the town under the tower.

    I also made it clear that I want to make a compass.

    Feng Qu said that he would definitely take care of this matter and leave immediately.

    But at this moment, there was a bang on the courtyard door.

    I yelled to come in.

    It was Xu Lijuan who ran in.

    As soon as she entered the hospital, she knelt on the ground, crying heart-rendingly, saying that something happened to Liu Jianshu, something serious happened, and she begged me and Liu Wensan to help.

    Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to survive!

    My complexion changed at that time.

    Last night was fine, what will happen to Liu Jianshu?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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