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Chapter 252

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    At that time, I felt that the whole person was not good.

    Although my grandfather left behind a lot of broken compasses, I always felt that the imitation compass would only be broken if the murderous corpse was suppressed and then buried.

    I didn't expect my dad in Luopan Town to have cracks instead.

    I calmed down my thoughts a little, and I also accepted the fact I am afraid it was because my father was suppressed for too long. After all, he was also Heisha, and there were many changes at that time. Is it possible that he did not become more fierce?

    Liu Wensan found a row of mahogany nails in his hands, many of which were painted black by Feng Zhirong back then, and they were nailed towards my dad's chest, shoulders, legs, and forehead.

    While suppressing, he sighed and said: "You are the father of Shiliu, and I am his godfather. We are all for the sake of Shiliu, so I repeatedly suppressed your corpse. This time I offended you again. I will give you a gift later."  Wine, if you are not drunk, you will not return!"

    boom¡­¡­

    Suddenly there was a soft sound inside the coffin, and the imitation compass fell off my dad's headand rolled on the edge of the coffin

    I also knelt down and kowtowed to my dad before picking up the imitation compass.

    ?Looking down at the crack in the middle of the compass, my heart hangs a bit, I don¡¯t know if it can still be used, how long it can be used

    Now, can you suppress that female corpse?

    I took a look at my dad again, and found that his body hadn't changed much, and the mahogany nails were nailed firmly.

    Liu Wensan wiped his forehead, let out a long breath and said, "It's nothing serious. When the work is done, I'll have a drink with your dad."

    "Okay, Uncle Wen, you have been busy for so long, get a good sleep first, there will be a lot of things going on in Yangjiang tomorrow." I was slightly relieved.

    Liu Wensan stared at me for a few seconds, then took out half a bottle of Erguotou from his pocket and stuffed it into my hand.

    I looked at him in bewilderment.

    Only then did Liu Wensan pat my left shoulder: "The fingers are all pierced right through. Uncle Wensan is afraid that you won't be able to sleep, so he put on a few white mouths, otherwise you won't be able to close your eyes."

    "Success." I felt a little warmth in my heart.

    Liu Wensan left the side courtyard to rest in the yard where the corpse hunter lived, while I also went back to my room.

    The wolf mastiff walked under my bed and lay down on its stomach. It seemed to be sleepy too, and it let out a breath. The blood on its mouth had already been licked clean.

    I went to the bathroom to wash up first, and then looked at my face in the mirror.

    It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when I look at it, cold sweat is breaking out on my forehead.

    ?The last time I looked at my own face, I saw the sunken bones of the stage horse, and my eyebrows were like coke.

    After that, so many things happened in the village, which also hurt my body and made me survive from death.

    At this moment, my face is much more serious than last time!

    First of all, the hair stood up a lot and looked extremely dry.

    A streak of green air spontaneously passed through Yintang, passed through the bridge of the nose, and finally landed in the middle of the person.

    The youthful spirit in the heart, sad to die in seven days!

    Yintang, the tip of the nose, the position of the two horns, black air appeared.

    This kind of death, sad for three days!

    In a trance, I seem to find that my head has a double image, and the three-pointed and six-cut dead person also appeared

    While feeling depressed, I shook my head and touched my neck again.

    In the face, if the forehead is black, the head is heavy and the neck is stiff, it is an incurable sign, and the person must die!

    Fortunately, except for the face, everything else is normal.

    Suppressing my shock, I'm not that pessimistic. The disaster of blood and light came quickly and urgently. The heavy retribution I received means that Blind Chen himself should bear it, and he is by no means weaker than me.  It was him who had the accident.

    I opened my mouth to look again, and there was no black air on the tongue coating.

    Feeling out to fix the compass, I slowly put it on top of my head.

    This is completely my subconscious action and temptation.

    The imitation of the compass can suppress ghouls, and the compass itself is a great talisman, which is considered to be a very strong yin and yang technique to suppress things. I suffered retribution and was also invaded by external evils. Maybe it can also be useful?

    The moment the fixed compass landed on Tianling, I suddenly felt that my vision was much clearer, where I was still so depressed, and the black air was also receding.

    Suppressing the throbbing of my heart, I went back to the bed, drank a big gulp of white wine, and fell asleep.

    When I woke up the next day, the sun was shining brightly, and my whole body?I feel much refreshed, but my fingers still have a dull pain, and the gauze is soaked with blood.

    ? I got up again to look at my face, I slept all night with a fixed compass on my head yesterday, and I found that the black air on my forehead and the faces of those dead people did not come out.

    Although the face is only a blink of an eye, it is difficult to see the whole picture for the second time, otherwise the problem of face will only get worse.

    But it can be seen from a person's spirit.

    Just like the old people who have been hospitalized for a long time, whoever is about to die, who has a dull face and floating eyes, is different from those who are about to be discharged from the hospital.

    The wolf mastiff also wagged its tail at me outside the bathroom. It seemed to be more excited than yesterday, and its mouth was trembling from time to time.

    After washing up, Wolf Mastiff and I left the room. Grandma was sweeping the floor in the yard. She turned to look at me, very happy.

    There's no need to tell her what happened yesterday, it's nothing to worry her about.

    She also came over in a hurry and asked me what was wrong with my hand. I made a few perfunctory sentences before grandma told me that Feng Zhirong had sent Feng Bao and Feng Jun to visit twice, and she didn't call me until I woke up.

    I immediately went to the living room in the backyard.

    All the corpse hunters were sitting around eating breakfast, Liu Wensan looked full, and said vividly that we bumped into the corpse last night, how he showed his power, and how the wolf mastiff bit the corpse.

    I couldn't help laughing, and my mood relaxed a lot.

    Of course, He Xianshui kept his head down and didn't say much.

    ? Seeing me coming, Liu Wensan called me to hurry over to have a couple of meals first. Feng Zhirong brought someone to wait for me in the front yard and let me go to the lobby room in front.

    When I heard it, where else can I eat?  He turned around in a hurry and went to the front hall again.

    When seeing Feng Zhirong, Feng Bao and Feng Jun stood guard at the door, and there was another person standing beside Feng Zhirong.

    The cheeks are slender, the eyebrows almost reach the temples, the facial features are distinct, full and energetic.

    The eyes are full of charm, and the face is light and smiling.

    Wearing a Tang suit is even more decent, with a profound feeling.

    When I walked into the front hall, Feng Zhirong's face was full of joy, and he introduced to me: "Mr. Luo, this is Zhang Er, Mr. Zhang, he has been here for a long time.  He has been cooperating with our Feng family."

    I took a deep breath, stretched out my hand, and shook hands with Zhang Er.

    Looking at each other, Zhang Er's eyes were somewhat surprised.

    "It's you, who helped the Feng family renovate their Fengshui yin house? I'm really surprised that you can see the big and small halls at such a young age."

    "Patriarch Feng said that you are Luo Zhongliang's grandson, but I still don't believe it."

    "I met you today. Sure enough, you look a bit like your grandfather."

    Zhang Er's voice was very steady, and he also smiled and said: "It's just that you are successful in Yin skills, and I also heard from Patriarch Feng that you are good at calculating."

    "Onmyoji is good, why not wear Mr. Yinshu's Tang suit? It's also good to let people know that Luo Zhongliang has successors!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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