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Chapter 542

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    Zhang Er's eyebrows froze for a moment, and he looked at me fixedly.

    Blind Chen was thoughtful, but Mrs. He moved her eyelids, but did not speak.

    I also looked at Zhang Er fixedly. In fact, I also hesitated and struggled in my heart, but there is one thing, people need to keep their promises, and if they change their minds, they must have a reasonable explanation.

    People will not stand without faith, which is also an omen in the hexagrams Zhang Jiugua gave me.

    Zhang Er has really paid a lot for the burial of shadows and mountains. He did not do evil, so he is kind to me.

    However, I also thought about it in my heart and thought of a relatively perfect possibility.

    "What are you going to give? Let me hear it?" After a few seconds of silence, Zhang Er asked.

    "Bone phase and golden abacus, these are the things Zhang Jiugua passed on to me, I can't give them to you."

    ? After a pause, I continued to speak: "I can't give you the original or rubbings of the House Classic and the Nine Techniques of Yin Sheng."

    Zhang Er frowned, his face became colder, but he didn't speak.

    I took a long breath and said word by word: "I can't give it to you, but I can teach it. I have one more condition."

    "You go to my grandfather's grave to ask for a teacher, and I will teach the apprentice on behalf of the teacher. The scripture of the house is the quintessence of geomantic omen. The geomantic techniques in the world lead to the same goal by different routes. I cannot deny the mystery of burying shadows and viewing mountains. It is two different things from the scripture of the house.  The most quintessential record of Feng Shui."

    "Uncle Zhang, at your age, it's not suitable for you to study Burial Shadows and Viewing Mountains from beginning to end."

    I just finished speaking.

    Zhang Er's cold expression also froze, his eyes were astonished, and he also sighed a bit.

    "Worshiping Mr. Yinshu as a teacher? Acting as a teacher and apprentice?"

    Zhang Er smiled, then shook his head: "Do you know the relationship between Zhang Jiugua and me? Apprenticeship, messed up seniority, I am afraid he will come to me every night to dream."

    During the speech, Zhang Er sighed again, he reached out and patted my shoulder, obviously regretful and disappointed, then turned and walked towards another room.

    Before walking to the door of the room, Zhang Er suddenly looked back at me and said: "Sixteen, you are very principled, which makes me very happy. You let me see the rationality and principles that Zhang Jiugua and I have neglected."

    "I want to rest and think about it carefully. You must find the abacus." After saying the last words, he entered the room.

    Blind Chen nodded to me with some approval in his expression.

    The old lady He asked: "What does Shen Ji want you to do? Let the old woman guess, Mr. Yin is gone in Ji Niang Village, and she is a woman alone. Shouldn't you be allowed to stay here as a support?"

    I staggered and nearly fell to the ground.

    Looking at Mrs. He in embarrassment, I didn't say a word.

    "She's not that simple, and she's not that straightforward." Blind Chen shook his head.

    Then, he suddenly took out the brocade box.

    "If I'm guessing right, Sixteen, she wants it?" Blind Chen's gray eyeballs narrowed into a line.

    I nodded again and again, and recounted the conversation I had with Shen Ji in the yard.

    Blind Chen hummed, and said: "Your decision is correct. Let's go to the coffin room of Shu Po and get back the golden abacus. When we leave, we will hand it over to Shen Ji to bury the shadow and watch the mountain."

    "Okay!" I also walked into the room quickly, and under the bed, the few books I left behind were all safely placed in their original positions.

    After wearing all of them close to my body, I still feel a lot of emptiness on my body.

    The golden abacus is not on him.

    In Ji Niangshan and his party, Huixian's gloves are covered with corpse head mushroom poison, so they can only be discarded.

    At that time, I left my clothes in the corridor, and I never expected that the tomb of Ji Niang would be directly destroyed in the end, so that the fortune teller and other things connected to Yin were all lost.

    During the fight between Ji Niang, the dagger and mourning stick were also left behind.

    During this time, there are only four books left on me.

    In the past, I jokingly said that I was not capable enough, so I used equipment to make up for it. Now that I have nothing to do, I always feel like I have no clothes on.

    When I go back, the first thing I have to do is to complete the matter of the guy who took the vagina,

    Going out of the room and into the courtyard, Blind Chen didn't hesitate anymore, and directly led the way.

    This time the village road was much, much quieter than before.

    There are white lanterns and white silk hanging on the doorsteps of many households.

    Mr. Yin took more than 50 villagers out, and only Shen Ji came back alive in the end. This must be a great loss for Ji Niang Village,It also represents about fifty households, some of whom have lost their sons, or their wives have lost their husbands.

    It can't be said that you don't do evil!

    About ten minutes later, we arrived outside the coffin we had chased last time.

    The front is big and the back is small, a long bungalow with no eaves, just like a large coffin.

    After walking past the white coffin placed in front of the coffin room, Blind Chen and I came to the door.

    Blind Chen stretched out the door with one hand, and pushed hard inside.

    Subconsciously, I glanced at the sky from the corner of my eye. It was only noon at the moment, and the sun was shining brightly, dazzling my eyes.

    In broad daylight, I am afraid that the dwarf will not show up, and I feel a little bit drummed in my heart, and I am not fully sure that I will find the golden abacus.

    With a muffled creak, the door opened.

    Blind Chen walked in first.

    I followed closely behind. After entering the room, I suddenly felt a burst of coldness coming from all directions.

    The light inside the room was extremely dark, to what extent, only the doorway had a little light, and the rest of the place was swallowed up by darkness.

    "It's too dark, it's abnormally dark" I murmured.

    The creaking sound continued The light at the door also quickly dissipated.

    My complexion changed slightly, and I raised my hand to block the door.

    It turned out that it was not someone closing the door, but its own special design, which would push the door back due to inertia.

    The door was very heavy, and it took me a lot of effort to hold it.

    As the door was closed, I found that there seemed to be a faint phosphorescence on the wall, allowing people to see things, so I let go.

    The normal daylight has completely disappeared.

    The spots of fluorescent light on the wall allow the sight to clearly see the layout of the coffin.

    It is about one or two hundred square meters, and it is very narrow and long. The place where we entered should be the tail of the coffin room, but when we look forward, it becomes wider.

    There are a lot of odds and ends in the room, red lanterns for weddings, red silk, and even funeral clothes

    In the middle of the room is a jade bed, and there is a small cabinet next to it, with a very simple cosmetic box on it, which does not look like a modern thing at all.

    At the end of the bed is a large wooden barrel, like a place for people to bathe.

    I should have guessed that this must be the place where Mrs. Shu bathed and changed clothes for the corpse of Mrs. Ji's husband.

    This bun girl really poisoned many people.

    If it weren't for the unclear relationship between Soo Po and Ma Baoyi, I am afraid that there would not be so many variables in Ji Niang's tomb.

    During the whole process, Blind Chen didn't say a word, but kept listening.

    He suddenly said: "Sixteen, did you find anything?"

    I shook my head and replied that not yet.

    Before I finished speaking, my pupils suddenly constricted.

    He stared fixedly at the widest and end wall of the coffin.

    There is a row of white cloths, supported by something

    It looks a bit like a "human"!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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