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The moment the voice fell, it also formed a continuous echo on the village road.
The pickup truck started the accelerator and drove us out of the village.
It was not too late at this point, but there were no villagers on the village road.
The villagers who helped us carry the coffin obviously informed the village that they would not come out to avoid causing us trouble.
Not long after, we left Liuhe Village.
Blind Chen looked very upright, with a pair of off-white eyes, looking straight ahead.
I am also very careful.
The sentence just now was told to me by Blind Chen, let me shout it out.
?It also refreshed my understanding of the Yin Road, there is such a form.
? I am the main one, supplemented by Chen Xiazi.
Blind Chen also told me that this journey will definitely not be too easy.
The last time I brought Zhang Jiugua's corpse back to Jiniang Village, I always met inexplicable "people" to ask for divination.
That place is still very unfamiliar to Zhang Jiugua, and basically no one knows it well.
Moreover, Zhang Jiu Gua is a golden calculation, even if he is a master of Yangshu, he will avoid the ghost himself.
My grandfather is different. First of all, he is Mr. Yinjutsu, who specializes in digging tombs and yin houses for people.
And he has a kind heart. He has helped many people in the past years, which can be described as a kind heart.
In this way, there must be quite a group of people following him on the way to his burial, either begging him to do something, or wanting to be buried with him in the tomb.
From the entrance of Liuhe Village, the mist began to rise, and there were not as many "people" appearing on the usual Yin Road.
But the quieter it is, the more I can feel the unrest in it.
The gusts of night wind were cold and cold. From the beginning, it seemed to be nothing but became bigger and bigger, and gradually brought a whimper, just like a ghost crying, which made people's scalp numb.
The car passed Liangwanzi, and I still remember that this was the place where my grandma and I picked up the first female corpse when we were dealing with Liu Wensan.
From here, crossing the mountain pass, you will soon approach Neiyang City, and you will also pass outside Xiaoliu Village
Pass the pass, go down the mountain, take the national road to Neiyang City, and see the fork in Xiaoliu Village.
My heart suddenly shrank, and I subconsciously clenched the mourning stick in my hand.
Because as we approached, the fog at the fork in the road became more and more dense, and there was a huge group of people standing in the fog!
There are quite a few people that I feel familiar with, and there are quite a few old people in Xiaoliu Village, and I even saw Chen Xiaopang among them
"Uncle Chenthey are all alive" I asked him anxiously.
The things that appeared on the Yin Road before can be regarded as not human at a glance.
But most of the people standing at the fork in the road are villagers I have seen! Many of them are acquainted, even Zhang Shuiling's parents
They can't be dead! Unless the entire village died inexplicably, then it would have become the biggest news in Neiyang City long ago, and it is impossible for me not to know about it.
Blind Chen's face was still serious, and he replied calmly: "The living people are running into trouble, and the dead ghosts are on their bodies. The people in Xiaoliu Village are like panting ghosts. Mr. Yinjutsu can't save them, but they think that Mr. go save."
"God knows how many people here are running into trouble, or are they pretending to be ghosts? Or are there people and ghosts mixed together?"
"This" Blind Chen's words also chilled my heart.
Just at this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Luo Shiliu! Stop!"
"Let Luo Zhongliang get out of the car!" Another person shouted sharply and unceremoniously.
Even Chen Xiaopang rushed out and stood in the middle of the road!
He blocked the car with his arms outstretched, and there was a ferocious look on his immature face.
In addition, there are Zhang Shuiling's parents, they are also the only few people who are friendly to my family.
"Uncle Chen They didn't pretend to be fools, they were bumped into." My face was very ugly.
But Chen Xiaopang suddenly shouted: "Luo Zhongliang was born in Xiaoliu Village, and died as a ghost in Xiaoliu Village! He should stay in the foundation, no one can take him away today!"
Chen Xiaopang's voice was extremely dry and hoarse, and there seemed to be phlegm in his throat, and there were constant ho-ho.
Where is the voice of a child!
I felt vaguely familiar. It seemed to be the voice of an old man in the village. He had been dead for a long time.
&use.
My dad was buried as a murderous corpse, and his elders and children were in an orderly manner. He landed at my grandfather's feet, which can be regarded as abiding by the rules.
At about the end of the ugly hour, that is, at three o'clock in the morning, the two coffins were finally buried.
A big stone fell in my heart too!
After kowtowing to my grandfather and dad respectively, my grandma sat by the grave of my grandfather and whispered.
I took out the photocopied house scriptures, Yinsheng Jiushu, and Burying Shadows and Watching Mountains and burned them in front of Zhang Jiugua's grave.
The flames burned extremely vigorously, and the flames quickly devoured every inch of the three books.
Within a few minutes, the three books were completely burned to ashes.
I also kowtowed to Zhang Jiugua's grave, and let him and my grandfather and brother have a good time to catch up on the old days, so that we will not be lonely anymore if we stay with each other in the future.
Get up, I am going to call everyone down the mountain.
As a result, there was a light snap.
The long wooden box hanging on my body fell off.
There is a golden abacus in the long wooden box. For a long time, unless I have to take it off for some important event, I will never leave it at other times!
At this moment, the strap of the long wooden box broke, and the wooden box lay flat on the ground, and the lid was thrown off.
The golden abacus was exposed to the moonlight, reflecting a little bit of golden light.
The beads form a hexagram
However, this hexagram image is actually the one given to me by Zhang Jiugua before his burial.
The earth is kun, the hexagram of the six yin lines!
Everyone didn't dare to speak too much, and Xu Shiyu behind me was also cautious. She wanted to come and pull me, but she also let go.
I fixedly looked at the golden abacus.
Only then did I realize that the hexagrams are not entirely the six yin lines
Because apart from the first line and the first six lines on Shuangshang, the hexagrams that know that the ice is coming are still normal, and the rest of the hexagrams are all chaotic
I was startled, and a possibility appeared in my mind
Could it be that, in fact, at this time, the hexagram is considered to be fulfilled?
At that time, I thought that Mr. Yin came to me, and I had been to Ji Niang Mountain, so the first line was fulfilled.
Later, I also followed the hexagram to slightly change my way of doing things.
But now that the abacus has landed, the hexagrams tell me that the first line is only coming now!
Just at this moment, Xu Shiyu suddenly said uneasy: "Sixteen Why is this grave cracked? Then why is there a broken hand?" (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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