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Feng Jun has already got up.
He pulled out a shining steel rod from his waist, and threw it at the old man's head with only a few hairs left.
It was obvious that his strength was weaker than ever, almost at the end of his strength.
The old man didn't dodge at all, but grabbed a handful of longevity soil and stuffed it into his mouth.
There was more blackness on Feng Jun's face, and he also began to appear unlucky.
I have fully understood.
Somehow, the soil in the copper bowl bears the fate of Feng Jun. This is the means of stealing life and life!
Mr. Qi sent me up here to kill me!
And he eats a bowl of rice a day at home, I have already thought about the origin of those rice.
"Feng Jun, don't let him eat that dirt!"
I suddenly took a few steps outside, and the old man raised his head suddenly, staring at me with both eyes.
Immediately, his gaze became extremely sharp, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes: "There is still a Tang suit? Mr. Feng Shui?" Feng Jun's body trembled. Slapped towards the old man's wrist.
The old man grinned grimly, and poured the longevity soil in the bowl towards Feng Jun's face.
He moved more quickly, and the other hand directly grabbed Feng Jun's wrist.
Feng Jun was already weak, but the old man's skills were clean and neat. When Feng Jun was caught, Feng Jun's face was also covered with dirt.
The next moment, he kicked Feng Jun in the chest.
Where does Feng Jun have the strength to resist? He groaned in pain and curled up completely on the ground.
All this happened so quickly, the old man smiled at me strangely, turned around and headed into the house.
I had already rushed to Feng Jun's side, and I didn't care about his situation, so I chased into the house directly.
For a moment, the light in the room was very dark, and this sudden change of light made my eyes go dark.
I quickly took out my phone, turned on the flashlight at once, and looked around cautiously.
The room in the earthen house is actually not that narrow, but it is too dark, and with the thick walls, it looks cramped.
In just over ten seconds of vacancy, the old man disappeared.
At least at a glance I didn't find out where he was.
There is a wooden bed in the corner of the room, and there are many coffins in the rest of the room
These coffins are erected by the wall, and the coffins are not covered.
What makes me even more terrified is that there are corpses in every coffin.
Just seeing a dead body doesn't frighten me.
For such a long time, through so many things, I have seen too many corpses.
The reason why I am terrified is that these corpses are dressed in costumes
Some of the corpses were dressed in Tang suits, with compasses and gossip bronze mirrors hanging around their waists, such as Feng Shui masters.
There are also corpses wearing Taoist robes, and what they hang are mahogany swords, whisks, and other Taoist magic weapons.
The appearance of almost every dead body is the appearance of a broken eyebrow, a broken nose, and a crack in the Yintang!
These people have had their lives stolen, their lives stolen!
Suddenly, I thought that the old man must not have done this kind of thing once or twice. Mr. Qi just started to learn it, and he must have taught it.
Earlier, he vomited dryly after eating the longevity soil watered by Feng Jun's blood, saying that Feng Qu was not a Feng Shui master.
He is waiting on this mountain, these Fengshui masters are all brought up by Mr. Qi?
With the financial resources of the Qi family, if these Fengshui masters are tricked into going up the mountain, they will never return?
Thinking about this for a moment, I feel more chills in my heart.
Being able to kill these feng shui masters and Taoist priests, this old man will never be so simple. It is of no benefit to me to fight head-to-head with him and make him die endlessly.
I was about to turn around and leave.
As a result, there was a soft rustle, and something seemed to fall behind me, bringing a cool breeze.
The wind blew to my ears, as if someone was behind me, blowing into my ears.
In an instant, fine goose bumps appeared all over my body, and my scalp suddenly popped up.
I didn't turn my head back, and kicked my leg back fiercely!
I don't know if it was someone who blew this breath or something, in case I turn around and get blown off.
I tried my best with this kick, but there was a soft crash, as if I had kicked through a layer of paper.
I turned around in amazement, and wasThe one who kicked it to pieces was actually a man made of paper
It was suspended from a thin rope and hung down in front of me.
The paper figurine has no face, but the clothes made of paper are colorful.
The blank paper face without facial features was facing me, not to mention how depressing it was.
I cursed secretly, opened the paper figurine and wanted to go out.
As a result, this arm hit something extremely hard. I hissed and took a deep breath.
With a crash, a big hole was opened in the chest of the paper figurine, and what came out were two extremely withered arms.
On the old man's bald head, only a few strands of hair fluttered in the wind. His eyes were full of greed and desire. He directly clasped my right hand with one hand, and pressed my left hand with the other.
To be honest, he moved really fast, and he was hiding inside the paper man. I was really on guard just now, but when I found out that it was a paper man, I wanted to get out quickly. I never thought that there would be someone hiding inside the paper man ?
The old man still holds the copper bowl between the thumb and index finger of his left hand!
The next moment, he directly broke my hands and pressed the copper bowl firmly, and I held the copper bowl tightly in my palm.
The sharp edges cut right through both of my thumbs.
The pain is not severe, just tingling.
In an instant, blood oozed from my hand. In an instant, I felt that the bowl was heavy, and my body was also heavy, making it difficult to struggle and move.
The old man stared at me with a pair of eyes, more greed in his eyes, he licked the corner of his mouth and said: "You are very smart young man, I am familiar with the long wooden box you hang, and it is pretending to be an abacus? Aren't you Feng Shui Master, you are Mr. Yin Yang!" The old man's voice was even harsher, but his eyes made me feel depressed and uncomfortable.
I tried my best to break free, but the heaviness was too strong, more fierce than the collision
Lifting my leg, I wanted to kick him again.
The leg was barely lifted up, and he finally kicked it out, but he blocked it with a light stop.
My head is also faint, as if there is a voice driving me, what should I do.
His eyelids were a little heavy, and he looked down subconsciously. After the edge of the copper bowl was covered with blood, it seemed that the bowl itself had lines, and the lines had to be soaked in blood to appear.
"Mr. Yin Yang's lifespan must be very long. When you bring the soil and honor me, I will pick a good coffin for you." In the next moment, I was about to lose consciousness and become like Feng Jun.
But at this moment, the copper bowl in my hand trembled suddenly.
The bottom of the bowl was soaked in blood, but there were several cracks on the bottom of the bowl
The copper bowl is broken!
The old man turned pale with shock: "Thisit's impossible, the bowl is brokenwhat's your fate?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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