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- In an instant, the old man's movements froze again and stopped
I panted heavily, pushed his body aside, and struggled to get up.
The muffled sound rang twice in a row, first the old man fell to the ground, and then the female corpse fell to the ground.
After I stood up, I pulled my collar, and the sticky feeling couldn't go away, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
First, I quickly took out the chicken blood bottle and the lid from the Tang suit, quickly put the lid on and tightened it tightly.
When I unscrewed the bottle before, a lot of chicken blood poured out, only a small half of the bottle was left. After a rough count, there were probably eight or nine chicken tail feathers in it.
I was slightly relieved, Third Uncle Wen is reliable in his work, so many tail feathers are enough for me to use two or three more killing techniques.
However, that will also reach my limit.
At this moment, I was already a little dizzy, but the feeling of dizziness was okay, and my body was not too exhausted.
Putting the tail feathers away again, I looked down at the female corpse. She was lying on the ground at the moment, and I couldn't see her face.
But her back was already pitch black, and the killing technique had already destroyed her body and soul. No matter how fierce and fierce she was, she is now completely gone.
The old man also lay motionless on the ground.
I gasped for a while, calmed down, and lifted the old man from the ground.
At this moment, the flames on the corpse oil are about to spread to us.
The ones on both sides of the door burn the most, but the door is a stone wall, so it cannot be burned.
I carried the old man on my back, and I had no interest in seeing what was in the house, let alone looking at the coffin and searching for the female corpse.
Of course, it is very possible that the female corpse or someone in the coffin is the secret method of lighting candles.
Holding my breath, I quickly walked to the right side, where the flames were the weakest, jumped over and ran out of the house quickly.
But my speed was fast, but my body was soaked in corpse oil, and even if the flame flickered, it directly ignited my Tang suit.
After running out, I immediately put the old man on the ground, quickly rolled on the spot, pressed the flame directly under my body, rolled back and forth on the ground a few times, the sizzling sound continued, and finally the flame went out
During this period, the fire in the house was already blazing. The most burning place was where the female corpse was, followed by the coffin.
Sweat broke out on my forehead, I stared at the height of the flames, and found that they couldn't reach the roof, so I really relaxed.
The four walls of this house are all stone walls, and the top is wood. If the wood cannot be burned there, nothing will happen. If it burns, it will ignite the surrounding roofs, and I can only run for my life.
There is no need to put out the fire. I have nothing to put out. Standing up from the ground, what I want more is to change into clean clothes and wash away the filth on my body.
Looking at the old man again, I frowned slightly, and leaned closer to explore his nose with my fingers.
However, he found that he was no longer breathing
The complexion changed slightly, and I sighed, this old man is still too old, and he is not as first-rate as the blind witch Chen, how could he stand such a bump? It is already dead.
I didn't want him to die, I even brought him out just now, but now I still can't keep him alive.
After hesitating for a few seconds, my initial thought was to let Feng's family send him back to Jingkou Village so that people could be buried in peace.
It's just that I thought about it a little bit more, he died in a collision, God knows if he will become something fierce again?
After staring at the corpse for a few seconds, I didn't hesitate anymore, I pulled him to the door and pushed him in.
Of course, I didn't push him to where the flames were, that is, the threshold and stopped, and then I closed the stone door.
After the door was closed, the heat wave did not continue to come out.
I was really uncomfortable, and I glanced at the yard. In this situation, I couldn't calm down, couldn't calm down, and couldn't study the Fengshui formation here.
After a pause for a few seconds, I turned and walked out.
?Because Yuan Huashao's mansion is much more than just this yard, the yard is just the head. There are so many ghosts here, Yuan Huashao must have a place to live.
After going out of the gate, I looked to the right side. From the right side of the front yard down, there is indeed a backyard.
I felt a little joy in my heart, and walked forward quickly.
After about a few minutes, I arrived at the back of the front yard. There was a side door in the backyard, which was similar to the archway, and it was close to the top of the courtyard wall, but it was only more than one meter wide.
I reached out and pushed it away.There was a creaking sound, and the goal was a small corridor.
After walking in, I realized that there is something strange here.
The corridor goes inward obliquely, and in the courtyard are flower gardens, pavilions, and pools, among which the flowers and plants are precious, and the pools are sparkling, and there are a few goldfish swimming on the water surface.
Under the moonlight, it is really beautiful.
It can be seen that there are already rooms and houses at the other end of the corridor.
I was about to move on when I froze again.
Looking down at the ground, just over a meter in front of me, there is actually a bamboo arrow embedded in the ground
A piece of cloth was tied under the bamboo arrow.
The cloth was yellow, but there were bloody palm prints on it
I recognized it at a glance, isn't this the bloody coat that Zhang Er got?
My eyelids twitched wildly, Zhang Er really didn't let this place go
However, I don't think he should have been able to get in.
Because on the floor of the corridor, there are traces of engraving on the surface of the floor tiles! What is engraved is the hexagram!
And this is no longer simply the sixteen hexagrams, but the sixty-four hexagrams!
There are different hexagrams on each floor tile.
Obviously, Zhang Er must have made a mistake, so that he shot out such a bamboo arrow
His city is extremely deep, if you are not sure, you can't rush in, and if you are sure, you will be shot with an arrow, and you will definitely leave immediately
In fact, the safest way is for me to leave now, meet Feng Jun, put on some clean clothes, and tidy up. It is very heavy and will damage Yangshou.
But I don't want to leave
Because this backyard is too tempting for me
No one will arrange any mechanism in his residence at any time. For Yuan Huashao, yin and yang Fengshui are commonplace. It is normal for this kind of corridor to have organs, but there should be no more complicated ones inside
More importantly, there is also a difference between this place and Yuan's Yin and Yang House. Yuan's Yin and Yang House used to be Yuan Hua Shao's old house, and he didn't go back because he killed Nan Gang.
Over the past few decades, it is impossible for him to have no collection
If I can find something else for me, it will be a truly worthwhile trip!
Between my thoughts, I took out the Yang Gong pan, sat cross-legged on the ground, stared at the different hexagrams of the sixty-four hexagrams on the floor tiles, and began to analyze them according to the geomantic omen. (Remember the site URL: 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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