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Chapter 520 The bloody face on the ground, the person who disappeared out of thin air

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    I felt a little bit in my heart, and explained a few words in a low voice, which was roughly what I guessed and confirmed. Mr. Yin should be fine.

    Granny He suddenly said: "Sixteen, if I curse Mr. Yinjutsu, or your mother, what will happen to you?"

    Her sudden words made me frown, and I replied unnaturally: "Arguing with reason, no matter what the relationship is, the bottom line is that you can't touch your family, and the dead are the most important."

    Mrs. He smiled, the creases on her face were all squeezed together, and said: "The dead are the big ones, the girls in Ji have made them bewitched, and I scolded the girls for shoehorning, but they can still maintain their rationality, which is normal  Is it?"

    "Everyone has beliefs, rebelliousness, or restraint. The old woman has lived her whole life, and this truth is very clear. If anyone dares to touch my grandson and curse him, I can cut off that person's tongue."

    "I believe you can also see that if someone touches the blind man's daughter and grandson, he will be desperate." Mrs. He's voice is not loud, but she speaks very fast.

    The dozen or so people in the team just now had already entered the corridor, and the footsteps were far away.  It is impossible for Mr. Yin to hear what we said, and they will definitely not hear it either.

    It's just that I feel more uncomfortable in my heart.  At that time, I thought that Mrs. He used these words to provoke Mr. Yin on purpose.

    Unexpectedly, she actually has such a deep meaning.

    Father, like son,

    For me, I only think that Mr. Yin is rational?

    I'm afraid not

    Having been broken by Chen Xiazi and Mrs. He, my vigilance has also increased a lot.

    Without that team of people, only the lonely flashlight in my hand remained, and the light dimmed.

    I first told Blind Chen and Mrs. He that I knew I was on guard, and then I took out fine linen paper and a pen.

    Granny He took the flashlight in my hand and helped me illuminate it.

    I roughly drew four gates and courtyard walls from the front end of the fine linen paper, which just corresponded to the layout of the private house in Ji Niang's tomb.

    If you want to see the feng shui of the house, you must know the layout.

    You can't see anything from the outside of this yin house, so you can only draw drawings after walking through it.

    Continue walking along the corridor.

    The corridor at this moment is extraordinarily empty.  For a few minutes, those people didn't know where they went.

    The corridor of about ten meters led to another room.

    This is like a meditation room, a futon, a low tea table, and an incense burner on it.

    I drew it on the drawing, and then entered the corridor of the meditation room.

    The more I went in and the longer I walked, the weirder and weirder the problem I found.

    Even if the team walking in front of us is faster and walks for a few minutes first, it is impossible for us to keep catching up!

    In fact, they did disappear without a trace

    Not only did they disappear, but along the road, we didn't see any corpses, and there were no nine-numbered servants of Ji Niang.

    There is no clue of Ma Baoyi, no clue of Zhang Er, no trace left This is too abnormal.

    Blind Chen's expression became serious. Mrs. He kept making tinkling bells as she walked around. After all, she was not so completely quiet, otherwise, this environment would definitely bring great depression to people.

    The third room, the fourth room

    The room in Ji Niang's tomb is connected to the corridor, leading to the next room, and finally came across a fork in the road. After we walked in, we came to another room with a side entrance

    The fine linen paper in my hand is getting fuller and fuller.

    Finally, I arrived at the third room with a side entrance, and the fine linen paper in my hand was almost completely filled.

    The drawing that is probably missing should be the part of the main hall that is entered by the front door.

    These corridors are not connected to the corridors that the hall can enter

    My heart also sank.

    Although most of the pictures were drawn, the fifty or so people sent by Mr. Yin seemed to have disappeared out of thin air

    They have to carry the corpse, and it is impossible for them to walk ahead of us.

    Either it really disappeared, or they didn't find the body, they moved faster than us, and went out through other doors first.

    I didn't delay, put the fine linen paper in my pocket, and went to open the side door with Blind Chen.

    Moonlight spilled into the door.

    The open space outside is also empty, which makes my heart sink

      Except for Mr. Yin standing in the open space, where is anyone?

    Blind Chen and Mrs. He obviously also looked solemn.

    Mr. Yin turned his head to look at us, nodded, and there was obvious surprise in his eyes.

    I hurried out, and immediately asked Mr. Yin, has anyone come out?

    Mr. Yin shook his head and said no.

    His brows were also wrinkled.

    My eyelids twitched wildly, and when I looked back at Ji Niang's house, I felt a great sense of depression in my heart, as if the whole house was a monster that would devour the living.

    "It's so weird here No one came out, and we didn't meet anyone, just disappeared out of thin air?" I couldn't restrain the uneasiness in my heart, and murmured hoarsely.

    "I'm afraid, those people are playing tricks." Mr. Yin suddenly said again.

    I looked at Blind Chen and Mrs. He unnaturally. Obviously, they didn't have any better ideas.

    Is it really Ma Baoyi, Zhang Er is playing tricks?

    For Zhang Er, he is just a Feng Shui master, I am afraid he does not have this ability.

    Ma Baoyi is not necessarily

    The vigilance in my heart became more and more, a total of 50 people were killed if they said nothing This is by no means an ordinary method

    "How about Luo Shiliu, did you see it?" Immediately afterwards, Mr. Yin asked again.

    I exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, collected myself, and replied that it was still a little worse.

    Spread out the fine linen paper, I pointed to the vacancies, and said that there are all the vacancies, but these vacancies are not filled. After all the vacancies are filled, you should be able to see what Fengshui house is, then  You can find the ultimate bit from it.

    After finishing speaking, I pointed to the front door and said that this door must be opened, otherwise, I would not be able to see other layouts.

    Mr. Yin nodded and said, "Yes, it's almost time." This sentence made my heart skip a beat.

    It's almost time?  Is Shen Ji doing any preparations?

    I'm afraid that Mr. Yin has not given up his preparations

    I am acting, and Shen Ji is also acting.

    A group of four walked to the main entrance, and Mr. Yin and Blind Chen stepped forward to open the door.

    With a creaking sound, the heavy door was pushed open.

    The moonlight sprinkled into the hall, but the candlesticks on both sides were faintly burning the candles.

    The candlesticks in the other side doors were all burned clean, and it seemed as if they were being replaced at any time.

    At a glance, I saw Shen Ji standing in front of the gossip shelf, her back was facing us, even when we opened the door, she didn't turn her head, and she didn't respond in the slightest.

    As for Soupa, she knelt beside her, extremely pious.

    A special smell of blood, with a somewhat weird aroma, slowly penetrated into the nostrils

    I subconsciously looked down.

    Immediately, the hairs all over his body suddenly stood up, and his scalp became extremely numb.

    Goose bumps all over my body are about to fall off

    [The author has something to say]

    Thanks for the certification of the great god who rewarded the Chinese cabbage in the Song Dynasty!

    Thanks to Su Chacha for the great god's certification!

    Thanks to Yuexia Zhiqi for the reward of "Bang Geng Sa Hua + Bullish x2"

    Today's update ends here.

    Some readers are afraid that I will suddenly cultivate immortality when I write here, or a stallion, or other possibilities

    The anecdote is also a breakthrough in my ghost writing over the years, and it is impossible to follow the old path.

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