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Chapter 513 The young are still alive, the old are not qualified

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    There is a page of such runes in the house scriptures.

    Of course, it is impossible to write the words of Hou Tuji Niang in the talisman described in the Zhaijing.

    This deed is equivalent to a land deed, but it is mainly based on the dead.

    Its meaning is simple, divide the land, and within a certain range, this area belongs to a certain dead person, so evil spirits must not interfere, and they will always avoid it.  If one violates the talisman and breaks into the house by force, then the master of the local government will bring disaster to the "person" who broke in.

    There should be two copies of this kind of talisman, one is burned to the underworld, and the other is handed over to the deceased who holds the talisman.

    Obviously, Mr. Yin drew a talisman temporarily and had no time to send it to Jiniang Mountain, so he changed one of the words to Houtujiniang.

    Then drop the talisman at the entrance of Jiniang Village, and the talisman will also take effect.

    In the final analysis, a green corpse is still a corpse, so how could a corpse collide with the talisman of the underworld?

    I couldn't help but sigh softly: "The law of Feng Shui leads to Yang at the top and Yin at the bottom. All the mysteries make people, gods and ghosts, fear three points."

    Similarly, I admire Mr. Yin even more.

    Not only does he know how to bury shadows half-rolled to view mountains, but the rest of his Feng Shui skills are also not weak.

    Mr. Yin raised his head to look at me, and there was surprise in his eyes, and he said thoughtfully: "Geographer is indeed a geographer, you can see this agreement?"

    I nodded my head, but I felt a little grateful in my heart.

    Fengshui itself is the law of all families, and the Zhaijing is just a compilation of it. This is also the advantage of geography.  As for the golden abacus fortune-telling, it is unique.  The complete inheritance of geography and geology is what everyone flocks to, and this is also my luck.

    Of course, thinking about it, it is impossible for me to tell Mr. Yin about this.

    The person who studied the ink and carried the cloth next to Mr. Yin also carefully lifted up the whole roll of talisman cloth, and hurriedly walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

    At this time, the sky was completely bright.

    ? At around seven o¡¯clock in the morning, the early sun appeared from the sky, and the morning glow was like blood, which was really beautiful.

    Mr. Yin didn't waste time, and motioned for us to lead the way.

    Walking out of the yard, Blind Chen and I walked side by side until we got back to the gate of the yard where we lived, and I was only half a step behind him.

    After walking a certain distance, before going to the guard temples in various counties, Blind Chen detoured into a fork in the road.

    Sure enough, I had already overdone it.

    Under the twists and turns, I also have to admire Chen Xiazi's keen senses and memory.

    If it were someone else, even I would not be able to remember these paths.

    During this period, I have also been paying attention to the changes in Mr. Yin's expression.

    When he first entered this fork, his expression changed, and now he was already livid.

    Finally Blind Chen stopped.

    We stopped in front of a bungalow.

    The existence of this one-story house is incompatible with the surrounding houses. It is large in front and small in back, and there is no eaves.

    On the contrary, it looks like a coffin.

    At the front door of the bungalow, there is also a white coffin

    The white coffin looks familiar, making my pupils constrict.

    Subconsciously, I asked directly: "Mr. Yin, the "person" should be from Ji Niang Village."

    Mr. Yin shook his head, and his tone was very unpleasant: "No, no other men can come here, except for the once-a-year Ji Niang who marries a husband, anyone who dares to come here will be severely punished."

    "This is the forbidden area of ??Ji Niang Village, and it is also a sacred place. Often unmarried male corpses are brought in, and then the groom will bathe and change their clothes, put them into the white coffin, and be carried out."

    "The only one who lives here is Mrs. Sou. Even food and clothing will be delivered by someone once a month, and will be monitored by Shen Ji, so no outsiders will be allowed to get in."

    "Mr. Chen, are you sure he ran in here?" Mr. Yin's expression was extremely serious, and he looked at Blind Chen fixedly.

    Blind Chen lowered his eyelids halfway, but he looked a bit like Mrs. He, so he nodded.

    Mr. Yin was silent for a moment before stepping forward.

    Approaching this coffin-like bungalow, I shivered subconsciously. The warmth of Chuyang seemed to be dispelled by this house.

    I also tried to look at the feng shui of this house, but found that this is a house-building method that is not mentioned in the Zhaijing, and I can't tell it at all

    Arriving at the door, Mr. Yin raised his hand and knocked on the door.

    The heavy wooden door made a dull thumping sound.

    After knocking three times, Mr. Yin stopped and waited.

    After about two or three minutes, the wooden door was slowly pulled in.?.

    A woman appeared at the crack of the door.

    This is a woman, at least fifty or sixty years old, her complexion is very fair, the kind of sickly paleness that does not see the sun all year round.

    The hair on the temples and forehead is extremely neat and meticulous.

    What is shocking is the length of her hair. After hanging down from the back of her head, it is wrapped around her waist three times!

    If you put it down, it is enough to mop the floor.

    "Shu Po." Mr. Yin's tone was slightly respectful, and he even bowed slightly.

    It is obvious that the woman who is responsible for marrying Ji Niang and taking care of the corpse has a high status in Ji Niang Village.

    "It's only been three months since the last sacrifice, why are you here?" Sou Po's voice was thin, not like a woman.  She didn't have much emotion, her face was as calm as water.

    However, looking at her appearance, I feel that she is always somewhat familiar.

    The next moment, my heart was shocked.

    The source of this familiarity is Ma Lianyu who is beside Ma Baoyi!

    When Ma Baoyi took us away from Feng's house, Ma Lianyu drove the car, and Ma Baoyi explained that Ma Lianyu was his housekeeper.

    Afterwards, I also knew that she was not only a housekeeper, but also a mortician, and should be Ma Baoyi's apprentice.

    When we escaped from Ji Niang's grave, Ma Lianyu rushed up with a large number of corpses.

    Ma Baoyi's female disciple and the woman comber from Ji Niang Village are actually similar in appearance

    I suddenly felt that I should have discovered some kind of secret.

    Why Ma Baoyi was able to accurately steal the corpse of Niang Ji's husband every time There must be an inseparable relationship between Ma Lianyu and this lady-in-law!

    My thoughts were racing, and I tried my best to control my emotions.

    In the blink of an eye, Mr. Yin hadn't opened his mouth yet, but Mrs. Sou looked at me, and her indifferent face showed a little repulsion.

    "You shouldn't bring people here, the old and the young, the young are still alive, and the old are not qualified."

    Me: "" Mrs. Sou directly regarded me and Blind Chen as sacrifices for Mrs. Ji to marry her husband?

    However, her emotional performance also told me that she didn't know the details that I saw.

    Mr. Yin also replied solemnly: "The big day is coming, these two are people who can help, but last night, an "outsider" in the village stole one of their belongings, they chased here, and that "person" disappeared.  Maybe escaped into the coffin room."

    So Po looked startled, she murmured: "Big day".

    Then she shook her head and said, "No one can come in, except Soba, there are only sacrifices, Mr. Yin, you should know the rules, take them back." Mr. Yin frowned slightly, but obviously did not refute.  He was turning around to explain to us.

    Sob Po was about to close the door, so I raised my hand to directly block the crack of the door.

    "Mr. Yin, I think we can go in and have a look."

    Immediately, Sou Po's face sank.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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