Shen Ji showed doubts on his face, I smiled lightly and continued: "You don't have to be puzzled, I haven't finished yet."
Her doubts suddenly turned into a daze, followed by a look of longing.
I breathed a sigh of relief, and my thoughts were sorted out. I raised my finger to the mountain between the two banks of the Red River and changed its flow direction, and said: "The Qushui in front of the Quchi Point is dignified, and everyone is suitable for recuperation. Looking at the Qushui Li Xiang, this song is called Shuichaotang, wrapped around the green dragon, around Yuanwu, hugged tightly from front to back, left and right, arching the earth, and the Fu said: For officials and nobles, most of them are surrounded by water around the green dragon, and their blessings are long, so it must be water around Yuanwu , and also went to Shuichaotang."
After a pause, I narrowed my eyes slightly and said: "This is the method of Xiangshui, the interpretation of Fengshui here, and the Mercury Quchi acupoint is just right in width, this kind of potential will mainly make the number one scholar here, Zaifu, Wen Han, the three directions of the dynasty, and the residents of this place will have hundreds of thousands of descendants, rich and long-lasting, this is a place with excellent geomantic omen."
Sighing lightly, I said, "If it wasn't for the excellent Feng Shui, there would be no Mr. Yin and Yang like Jiang Pan. Of course, Jiang Pan must have changed the Feng Shui here. I saw some sand and water moving. The traces of the feng shui here are more stable."
Shen Ji was thinking with his head down, as if he was recalling what I said.
At this moment, the sound of the engine shutting down came from behind.
I looked back, only to find that Feng Jun drove over.
It should be that I am here to survey the water, and it took a long time. Feng Jun is afraid of other problems, after all, there is Jiang Pan's body in the car.
The next moment, the car door opened, and Feng Jun got out of the car, but there was a little panic in his eyes.
"Mr. Luo, there is a problem" Not only his eyes, but Feng Jun's voice was trembling.
"What happened?" Shen Ji asked with a frown.
I quickly stepped off the pier and walked towards the car.
Feng Jun didn't say a word in a daze, but he opened the trunk for me.
This suv itself is not small. Jiang Pan's corpse, which was upside down, stood upright, and most of the straw mats wrapped around it fell off. The skinny and skinny corpse was facing the direction of the Red River.
His eyes opened for some unknown reason, and the shriveled eyeballs were a little scarlet, as if they were about to shed tears of blood.
"I was looking around, afraid that some thieves would think we were a car from another city so I hurried back to drive, but I didn't expect that as soon as I got in the car, I heard a bang, and the corpse stood up" It wasn't until this moment that Feng Jun stammered his words.
Shen Ji also came to the side, she pondered for a long time before asking: "What is he looking at?"
I was silent for a moment, but felt a sense of loss in my heart, and replied: "We have overlooked one thing."
"Feng Bao said that according to the news he inquired, Jiang Pan stayed by the Red River all day long because his daughter jumped into the Red River. I guess there are two possibilities. One is that he returned to his hometown and came to the Red River. Another possibility is that his daughter is still in the water."
"This" Shen Ji's face changed slightly.
"If it's still in the water, there should be some trouble." I took a deep breath, and my tone became much more serious.
Turning my head to look at Honghe again, my heart is even more complicated.
"Decades have passed, is it really still here?" Shen Ji asked unnaturally: "If it's troublesome, what trouble is it?"
I replied: "At the time when the Qi family got Jiang Pan's body, they just took Yang Gongpan from his waist, and I promised to do things for him, so he let go of his arms around his chest. If it wasn't for this, he wouldn't let go. Yes, if I do it forcefully, he should be able to transform the evil, as for what Mr. Yin Yang will turn into when he transforms the evil, I don¡¯t know, and I don¡¯t want to know.¡±
"The current situation is that the corpse is looking at the river. If he is not willing to leave, then we will not be able to take him away unless his obsession is resolved."
"Did Feng Bao get any news? Feng Jun, give him a call, let's get in the car, and try driving into the city first."
Without stopping my voice, I spoke directly to Feng Jun. At the same time, I opened the door to get in the car, and also signaled Shen Ji to get in the car.
Feng Jun got in the car and started the accelerator, while taking out his mobile phone to call Feng Bao.
The sound of the engine igniting several times, followed by the sound of flameout, Feng Jun's forehead sweated more, and he muttered: "Damn itthe ignition won't"
"Feng Bao didn't answer the phone either"
At this moment, I suddenly felt an extremely cold feeling, which made me shiver.
I hurriedly followed the source of the cold transmission, and found Yang Gongpan in one go.
At this time, Yang Gongpan was as cold as ice that had been frozen for decades. When I touched it, my hands were almost stiff, and at the same time, I felt a strong palpitation.
?Because the hands of this Yang Gongpan were messed up, and eight kinds of constantly changing needles appeared on it at the same time.
? Floating needle, changing needle, rotating needle, sinking needle, center line
Even, there is a sense of emptiness from behind, which is full of dead silence.
I turned my head suddenly, and at a glance, Jiang Pan's corpse, which was standing upright in the trunk, disappeared!
My complexion changed drastically. How could this corpse disappear out of thin air?
Just at this moment, there was a soft hum, and Yang Gongpan's pointer pointed straight in one direction.
I suddenly pushed my hand and pulled open the door.
Stepping out of the car, I followed the pointer and looked forward. To my surprise, under the glare of the sun, I saw a skinny figure in a gray Taoist robe standing in front of the old man. On top of the old pier.
That figure was as black as ink, lonely and desolate, like a silhouette in the sun.
?The river wind, which seemed to be nothing at first, suddenly became violent, blowing the Tang suit on my body to rattle.
And the Taoist robe on the figure by the river was also chilling in the wind.
Sad emotions ran through my heart, and the feeling of depression almost made my heart burst.
I tightly clutched my heart, gasped heavily, stared wide-eyed, and curled up my body.
Suddenly I felt that I couldn't hold on to Mr. Yang's pan. With a bang, it fell heavily on the ground
My legs went limp for a while, and I was about to slump down when someone supported my shoulders suddenly, and Feng Jun's panicked voice woke me up.
"Mr. Luo Are you okay? Your heart is not feeling well?"
The moment his voice entered his ears, suddenly the surrounding wind seemed to disappear.
I was sweating profusely on my forehead, and I stared blankly at the Yang Gong pan on the ground, but at this moment the pointer on it had returned to normal and remained motionless.
Looking ahead again, there is no one on the old pier
I staggered to the trunk and pulled it open.
Jiang Pan's body was in the trunk in good condition, but it was already lying flat at this time.
His hands were crossed eerily across his chest, forming the way I had seen him for the first time.
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