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"Blind man, tie it up, the altar is about to be opened." Mrs. He said coldly, she ignored Yang Xing's words at all.
Blind Chen pulled out a cinnabar red rope from his body, and wrapped it around Yang Xing's body with his hands.
Yang Xing wanted to hide at first, but he was stopped by Feng Jun and Feng Bao, and he couldn't escape, and his arms were tied behind him in a blink of an eye.
He stared at me intently, opened his mouth several times, clearly intending to scold me, but he didn't.
However, there was sweat on his forehead, and there was a lot of sweat, and the fear that flashed in his eyes from time to time became more and more.
"Put him in front of the mourning hall." Mrs. He pointed casually.
Blind Chen pushed Yang Xing and walked over, and then Mrs. He looked at me, her friendly expression softened a lot.
"Grandma He." I called out respectfully.
Granny He nodded, and the wrinkles on her face piled up when she smiled.
However, in the smile, there is also caution and vigilance in the eyes.
"Sixteen, the green corpse is no small matter. The blind man and I are not able to deal with it after being lured out. You have to be careful." Mrs. He put away her smile and said solemnly.
I let out a foul breath to show that I was clear.
Mrs. He said a few more words, basically telling Feng Bao, Feng Jun and others to step aside and go to the door of the corridor, not to come over.
Soon there were only four of us left in this open space.
Blind Chen walked to Yang Xing's side again, and he said calmly, "I will not hurt your life, and I will do what Shiliu promised you. This "person" is closely related to you. After seeing it, maybe you will Thanks to Sixteen, I will also understand something."
"Sit cross-legged on the ground, and I'll let you bleed later. No matter what we do, don't resist, otherwise, everyone will die together." The relationship is clearly stated.
? Yang Xing's expression was cloudy and uncertain, I could see that our words seemed to make Yang Xing have some guesses?
After all, he is Yang Xiayuan's grandson. Even if he doesn't know Feng Shui and has a Xiayuan Sixty Immortal Dojo in his family, it is impossible for him to know everything.
At the beginning, through Feng Bao's investigation of the relationship between the Gu family and the Yang family, he also investigated some things about Yang Xing and Yang Xiayuan.
Many years ago, Yang Xiayuan led a group of people into the Nanshan Mountains, and in the end he was the only one who came out alive.
His eldest son, Yang Xing's father, stayed in the Nanshan Mountains forever.
Since then, Yang Xing's personality has become extremely surly. He has an unconcealable hatred for Yang Xiayuan, which is why he looks so dandy, and he doesn't respect Yang Xiayuan at all on the surface. And Yang Xiayuan pays more attention and give to Yang Xing.
I even speculate that Yang Xiayuan may not want Yang Xing to learn Fengshui. Yang Xing refused because of his father's death? And he is unwilling to believe and contact Feng Shui.
While I was thinking, Yang Xing had already answered in a muffled voice, and sat cross-legged on the ground.
Blind Chen took a small bowl from the table and placed it in front of Yang Xing.
Immediately afterwards, Blind Chen greeted me and asked me to stand on the left side of Yang Xing, while he stood on the right side.
After we stood still, Mrs. He came to the front of the table in the mourning hall and stood in front of us.
Her whole face suddenly became rigid, her hands hung on her chest, and her eyes slowly closed.
Quiet, the surroundings were extremely quiet for a moment, and the wind in my ears could be heard clearly.
It's too quiet, but it makes people feel a kind of itching on the body, making people unable to help but want to move.
After a few minutes of such silence, Mrs. He suddenly opened her eyes. Her wide-open eyes were almost protruding. Veins were bulging on her forehead. Her thin lips were slightly parted, and a piercing tone came from her mouth. Spit out: "Buddhism and Taoism in Ziwu are ugly and not ghosts, and Yinshen humanism is a beast. Chenxu Xiuluo Sihai Immortal, Rizhi Huadao is well-known!"
Her tone is really too sharp, and it is completely different from my grandmother's tone when she was pregnant.
My scalp kept popping up, the hairs on my arms kept standing up, and my body was covered in goose bumps.
Granny He didn't stop, she knelt down on the ground suddenly, and looked up at the sky again.
Opening her hands and raising them, she shouted extremely sharply and mournfully: "The old woman is the goddess of the Neiyang realm. Today, with the blood of my son-in-law, I am recruiting a dead body without a grave! Please turn the dead into a way!"
The wind became extremely fierce in an instant!
Between howling, even the wind is fierce!
At this moment, I feel that the soles of my feet are getting cold.??
Mrs. He is so tyrannical! My original intention was to borrow Yang Xing to force the green corpse to come out, perhaps using some dangerous means.
Unexpectedly, the witch's way can be called out directly and forcibly. This is closely related to the close relatives and legitimate sons, and I am afraid that it has the same effect as summoning the soul and calling the soul.
My heart was beating fast, but I tried to calm my thoughts.
After Mrs. He yelled the sentence of the dead, she remained motionless and kept that movement. Her already gray hair was blown to pieces by the strong wind, making her look extraordinarily embarrassed, and her face quickly turned pale. , as if this dead person turned into a dao, the load on her was enormous, and she couldn't hold it for too long!
At this moment, Blind Chen suddenly turned around, and he directly pressed Yang Xing's head! And took out a dagger, and swiped towards Yang Xing Yintang!
Yang Xing groaned in pain, his instinctive reaction was also to struggle, but with Blind Chen holding his head, he couldn't move at all.
In an instant, there was a bloodstain on Yang Xing's forehead, and the blood directly formed a bead curtain of broken threads, which fell into the bowl in front of Yang Xing.
Blind Chen didn't strike too hard, the skin was broken but not broken, it was just a skin trauma.
The blood didn't flow for too long, and it stopped dripping. Blind Chen scratched three times on the top of Yang Xing's head, on both sides of his forehead. A few minutes later, the small bowl was filled with blood.
Yang Xing's face became extremely pale in addition to the pain.
Blind Chen suddenly spoke in a low voice, and said: "Whoever invites a spirit will receive a bowl of blood. The legitimate son kneels in front of the mourning hall. If there is no legitimate son, he can make relatives. The blood is used as a matchmaker, and the soul is called." When people meet their relatives, the son-in-law kowtows and the incense burns forever, this is to revive the soul!"
Blind Chen bent down to pick up the bowl, and suddenly he threw it on the spiritual case!
There was a soft bang, and the entire desk was stained with blood.
This scene was too weird and terrifying, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
"Sixteen, go and light the joss sticks and mourning sticks!" Blind Chen shouted in a deep voice.
At the same time, Blind Chen let go of Yang Xing's head, and said very solemnly: "Yang Xing, the way of the dead has been opened, and the recovery of blood has been used, call your father's name, let him come to see you .¡±
Yang Xing's body suddenly trembled violently.
He stared wide-eyed, looking at Blind Chen, and then at Mrs. He, his eyes were red, as if tears were swirling in them.
"Youyou"
"Don't waste time! He went to the Nanshan Mountains with your grandfather, and he died in vain! After more than ten years of death, there is no grave, no monument, no incense for his children, and he is alone. Don't you want to see him?!" Blind Chen's voice was extremely Severe reprimand!
Yang Xing was shocked, he no longer looked at Blind Chen, but looked forward with red eyes.
The voice also shouted incomparably miserable: "Unfilial son Yang Xing, please see my father Yang Qingshan!" (Remember the website website: 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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