Master Maoshan

"His father! His father! Huh~~~"

Outside the crowd, a woman's cry disrupted the silence in the arena for an instant. I recognized the voice of the person as Aunt Tuesday. Seeing her running all the way crying, maybe something happened at home. . .

"Why are you here?! Didn't you let you take care of Xiuqiao at home? Xiuqiao is pregnant with our Zhou family's eldest grandson, and the son has not come back from a long trip. The most important thing now is this daughter-in-law, you... Why are you crying?" Uncle Tuesday wiped his old tears and accused Aunt Tuesday, but seeing Aunt Tuesday's appearance, Uncle Tuesday turned even paler.

"The two cows in our family don't know what's wrong. Just now I was feeding the cows fodder at home, and Xiuqiao was resting in the yard. Unexpectedly, the two calves suddenly ran rampant in the yard like crazy, and ended up killing Xiuqiao... Put Xiuqiao... woo woo~~~" Aunt Tuesday broke down in sobs at the end.

Uncle Tuesday almost jumped up, clenched his fists and shouted loudly: "What's wrong with Xiuqiao?!"

"Xiuqiao...Xiuqiao was knocked down by the calf, and she passed out, and she didn't know the baby in her stomach... woooo~~~" Aunt Tuesday couldn't stop crying. . .

Uncle Zhou suddenly took two steps back, and then cursed in a muffled voice: "God damn you! Where's the little boy?! Where's the little boy?!"

"The calf ran out, please let someone look for it, it is our family's property, woo~~~ This is really a crime... woooo~~~" Aunt Tuesday cried and choked up, After speaking, he slumped on the ground, lowered his head and couldn't stop crying.

I was in shock all over, because my first reaction when I saw Uncle Tuesday was to scan my whole body with cold eyes, and I blamed myself even more in my heart. Could it be that all these things are because I am an unlucky ghost!I felt aggrieved, tears rolled down unconsciously, I suppressed my grief and gritted my teeth: "Uncle Zhou, it's all because I didn't press the grave well, it's all because of me, the unlucky ghost..."

"You—" Uncle Zhou stretched out his fist and strode forward, but was stopped by Mr. Wu Da who gradually calmed down. Mr. Wu Da relieved me with one sentence: "Old Zhou, this matter is definitely not from Chu Qi Wrong, you can't be confused!"

"Mr. Da, what do you think is going on here? Our Zhou family will be ruined in a day, woo~~~" Being stopped by Mr. Wu Da, Uncle Zhou's whole body went limp and he almost fell to the ground. Then a big old man didn't care about other things, and burst into tears.

Mr. Wu Da stared at the coffin, and then said solemnly: "Old Zhou, I have heard about this tortoise's blood nail in the legend, oh! Anti-nail, this is to make your family never stand up again. It is said that the situation of this tortoise-blood nail is extremely fierce. Within three days, all six animals died, and within seven days, the fragrant roots were cut off, and then the fate went straight down. It’s too fierce to be too poor, I have to come up with a countermeasure as soon as possible. Your family must be stable now, and you must not give birth to heresy. Go home and see your daughter-in-law. I will try it first. How powerful this tortoise blood nail is, let's discuss it in the long run!"

"Father, who wants to harm our family like this? Huh~~~" Aunt Tuesday cried bitterly, but suddenly yelled out such a sentence.

Uncle Tuesday's body shook suddenly, yes!This situation must be man-made, so who would frame the Zhou family like this?Not only me, but everyone around was in an uproar and shock. Uncle Tuesday frowned, as if thinking of something, but he didn't say anything else in the blink of an eye. Instead, he helped Aunt Tuesday and said with a sob: "Old lady, we Go home and see your daughter-in-law first..."

Seeing the depressed figures of Uncle Tuesday and Aunt Tuesday walking away, I felt an inexplicable pain in my heart. I stayed here last night, and I didn’t know that such a thing happened. I blamed myself deeply. On the other hand, he deeply hated the person who framed Uncle Zhou's family. As the saying goes, a human heart is made of flesh. Isn't this person's heart too vicious? !

If you give me another chance, even if you beat me to death, I won't fall asleep again, but the catastrophe has already happened. If I can, I am willing to exchange my life for everyone in Uncle Tuesday's house to be safe. Right now, I Even if you die, you must help Uncle Zhou find out who caused this incident!

He kept thinking about everything that happened last night, as well as everyone, Heizi. . .correct!And that strange middle-aged man who called himself Mr. Yang, could it be that person? !

But that person is so strange, and his words are obviously like a fortune teller, why does he want to harm Uncle Zhou's family like this?What Mr. Wu Da said was so cruel, if there was no deep hatred, how could a stranger use such vicious tricks to harm the Zhou family?

Besides, that person gave me a sense of mystery, but also a faint sense of kindness. I subconsciously thought that it wasn't him, so why did he appear here in the middle of the night last night?this. . .This really doesn't make sense, by the way, what he said when he left, "This matter is very difficult, if you can't make it through, you can find me in the south..."

What does it mean?Could he save Uncle Zhou's family?

"Chu Qi!" Mr. Wu Da said suddenly, breaking up the thoughts in my mind instantly, and he continued: "I'm going to make a simple game now, if possible, I can temporarily suppress the ferocity of the turtle's blood nail. When the evil spirit rushes in, then stay with Mrs. Zhou's birthday coffin, this will also suppress the evil spirit in your body!"

"Fortune teller, let me tell you one thing—" I hurriedly said with more force, trying to tell Mr. Wu Da about the strange middle-aged man I met last night, but I was only halfway through, and Mr. Wu Da actually didn't listen. I turned around and walked away without listening, facing several crops and making arrangements in a low voice. I couldn't get in the conversation, so I could only lie helplessly.

After a long time, I saw two crop handles, one carrying a few bamboo poles, the other holding a ball of yellow cloth, and holding a black puppy in his arms. Mr. Wu Da has been flipping through the book right now. Breaking the book, seeing them coming back, quickly put down the books, stepped forward to take the four bamboo poles, then strode towards the coffin, aimed at the four corners of the coffin, inserted the four bamboo poles into the ground one by one, and then ordered the two Carry me to the side of the coffin.

I have never seen such a majestic posture of Mr. Wu Da, and I obeyed Mr. Wu Da's actions for a while.

Mr. Wu Da took out a broken bowl and said to the man holding the black puppy, "Take the dog's blood!"

Then Mr. Wu Da took the yellow cloth ball and shook it away with another person. I was a little startled. It turned out to be a large piece of yellow cloth. Under the sunlight, the yellow cloth reflected a dazzling light. The dog's blood was brought to Mr. Wu Da. Mr. Wu Da collected himself, quickly picked up the broken book and opened it again. First he read a few words silently, then he reluctantly closed the page, picked up the brush, and clicked the book. After smearing some black dog blood, he pinched out a weird fingerprint with his left hand, and then pointed the pen at the yellow cloth with his right hand. Since the beginning of writing, Mr. Wu Da has been staring at the yellow cloth under him, the tip of the pen is walking like a snake, but he has not stopped. One point, I don't know what Mr. Wu Da is drawing, but it looks like a font with many strokes. In short, I can't understand it from the top to the bottom.

"Whoo~~~"

Facing the mountain wind, the four people each pulled up the four corners of the yellow cloth, lifted it up in response, and then walked towards me and the coffin. I finally knew what the four bamboo poles were for. It turned out that they were made of yellow cloth and bamboo poles. Sunshade tent, could it be that this is what Mr. Wu Da said?This is too ridiculous, I can also set up such a tent, and Mr. Wu Da under the same roof for so many years, although every time he said it will come true, but I think this tortoise blood nail is so powerful, it is in the yellow cloth It's really a bit ridiculous to draw a picture on the Internet.

Suddenly, my chest seemed to be stuffy with a breath of foul air, I could not spit it out, and I had no place to swallow it. In short, my whole body was extremely uncomfortable. Gradually, I felt that I could not breathe, and my mind was a little dizzy. I stretched out quickly. He shot and shouted: "Fortune-teller...Fortune-teller...I...I'm going...I can't...help me..."

Just before I fell into a coma, I clearly saw the piece of yellow cloth directly above, and something that looked like words and pictures on it flashed a dazzling red light and hit me——

Then I completely lost consciousness. . .

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