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Chapter 650

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    The palms of my hands that were propped on the ladder were sweating instantly.

    Looking at the yellowed paper in amazement, I thought I would find something about my grandfather

    Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a note left by Zhang Jiugua and a black coffin.

    I cautiously got down from the ladder, followed the beams, and climbed to the beam in the middle, staring fixedly at the note

    The content on it made me frown even more.

    Zhang Jiugua is a master of yang calculation. He has such a great reputation. Since he kept this book, the reason why grandma didn't say it when she saw it is very clear.

    I don't think that if I live in a house for decades, I won't know that there is something on the beam.

    After thinking about it, I also grew up here, logically children should be more mischievous, and when they discover something hidden in the house, it turns out that I don¡¯t know anything.

    Putting aside the distracting thoughts in my mind, I stared blankly at the note, and after reading it for a long time, I can be sure of one thing, this coffin cannot be left alone by Zhang Jiugua, he only knows Yang calculations, I  Grandpa knows the art of Yin, the saying of coffin on the top of the house, and town house objects cannot come from Zhang Jiugua, and it should also have the cooperation of my grandfather.

    Otherwise, how could he put a coffin in my house?

    Then the coffin left by the two of them together, what's inside?

    While thinking about it, my heartbeat also accelerated a lot.

    Approaching the coffin cautiously, I found that the coffin was not sealed, but there was a board attached to the front of the coffin, on which it was written: "The coffin rests on the longevity wood, and the clothes tomb in the coffin."

    Trying my best to calm my breathing, I didn't pause, but cautiously pushed open the lid of the coffin so that it didn't fall off the beam.

    After the lid of the coffin was opened, there was a faint musty smell that came out of the nostrils, which was the only reason there was no ventilation for many years.

    Use the mobile phone flashlight to illuminate, and some objects are placed at the bottom of the coffin.

    A neatly folded Tang suit, two hats, and a small wooden box.

    This tomb is definitely not the tomb of grandpa. In Zhang Jiugua's suicide note, when he and his grandfather parted, grandpa was not dead yet, but the suicide note said that he might die.

    As for the tomb set up by Zhang Jiugua and my grandfather at the same time, it can only be Li Yinyang's

    It's just that I never expected that Li Yinyang also had a clothes mound on the beam of my house.

    The Tang suit and hat were his clothes during his lifetime. I didn't touch them, and reached out to open the small wooden box.

    There is a stack of thick letter papers stacked inside, and a booklet is pressed on top, with the back of the booklet facing up.

    I originally wanted to reach out to grab it, but after hesitating for a while, I took out the gray fairy gloves and put them on.

    After picking up the booklet, the first thing I saw was the words on the first letter paper, a letter from home.

    I bowed my head while turning my hands, and there were a few brush characters written vertically on the front of the booklet.

    "Mountain Miscellaneous Notes by Li Yinyang." My hands trembled, and my heart almost jumped out of my throat.

    A simple miscellaneous record will not make me like this, what makes my heartbeat change is because there is still a mouthful of blood on the front of the record

    For many years, the years have infected the blood, and the blood has already dried up completely, forming a black and red mark.

    People like Li Yinyang traveled around in the early years, and many of them would write some miscellaneous notes casually.

    A considerable part of the so-called miscellaneous history of mountains and fields comes from alchemists like them.

    There is blood on the miscellaneous notes, which is unusual

    I took a deep breath and turned to the first page.

    What is written on it is nothing more than weird events that happened in some mountain villages, or places of Fengshui.

    After flipping through more than ten pages quickly, I found that Li Yinyang has a habit of recording everything he goes to and solves. I thought I would first see the names of my grandfather Luo Zhongliang or Zhang Jiugua appear on the  in.

    Unexpectedly, the three characters I saw first were Yuan Huashao

    My palms were sweating immediately. This unexpected discovery not only allowed me to know about Li Yinyang, but also some of Yuan Huashao's origins

    I was about to take a closer look, but Liu Yuju's voice called my name came from outside.

    When I came back to my senses, I realized that it had been a long time since I came up to the beam.

    After hesitating for a while, I moved the small wooden box out, put Li Yinyang's miscellaneous journal back into the box, then closed the coffin lid, and climbed down with the box in between.

      Strangely, the golden abacus in my Tang suit moved rustlingly, making a crisp clanging sound.

    Just as I climbed down the ladder, a piece of yellowed paper fell from the beam and landed in front of me.

    What's even more strange is that the words on it are slowly fading, and soon the characters almost fade away and disappear, as if the paper has been weathered in an instant.

    I solemnly picked it up, folded it and put it in the wooden box, left the small wooden box on grandma's bed, and I went out of the room.

    In the yard, Liu Yucha had already made all the arrangements.

    There are four bronze mirrors in the four corners of the square wooden table!  The bronze mirror was flooded with a copper-yellow cold light.

    In front of the bronze mirror, four candles were lit.

    The stone box containing the Evil Corpse Pill was hung in the air by a copper shelf, and a thicker candle was lit below it, with special runes engraved on it.

    There is a whisk standing in front of it, and there is a flag next to the whisk, all of which are small flags,

    Liu Yuzhu actually wore a hat on his head. I had never seen him wear a hat before.

    I can't help but say that Liu Yufu himself has a decent appearance, and the horizontal lines on his forehead are not fierce, but they are extremely strict and stick to the rules. Now he is wearing a Taoist priest's bowler hat, which is even more solemn and solemn.

    Instead of holding a copper sword, he held a bell in his hand.

    Blind Chen was no longer sitting on the threshold. He stood up with a dignified expression, holding the Guillotine Knife in one hand and the mourning stick in the other, obviously ready to strike at any time.

    I also understood the meaning of Liu Yu's curse. He called me, which meant that he was going to start destroying the pill. During this period, Li Yinyang might be forced out unless he saw the corpse pill being destroyed.

    I didn't make a sound to interrupt Liu Yu's curse, but took out the mourning stick and clenched it tightly, and nodded to Liu Yu's curse.

    Similarly, I also swept left and right, extremely vigilant.

    Liu Yuju coughed in a low voice and cleared his throat.

    The next moment, he suddenly shook the bell in his hand!

    The crisp jingling sound reverberated in the yard in an instant!

    The moment the bell rang, it seemed that the fog in the sky had been broken, and the echo was continuous, as if piercing through the night sky.

    At the same time, the flames of the four candles burned more ferociously, and the flame of the candle burning under the corpse was several times more ferocious.

    A burst of black air rose from the corpse pill, lingering continuously, and the entire yard was filled with a strong corpse odor.

    Has this corpse pill started to be damaged?

    Liu Yu's curse is indeed Liu Yu's curse. He hasn't done it yet, so he should deliberately torment Li Yinyang.

    He didn't kill it all at once, but cut the flesh with a blunt knife

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