ghost craftsman

Chapter 143

After sitting on the bed for a while, Mr. Wu seemed to think of something, and said to me: "Chuanzi, take your things and go to the same place with this old man."

When I heard it, I asked suspiciously, "Are you going to Qishahuai?"

He shook his head and urged me again, telling me to get my things quickly.

I wanted to ask a few more questions, but seeing Mr. Wu's expression was wrong, I didn't ask further, so I turned out my travel bag and followed Mr. Wu down to the first floor.

On the first floor, Mr. Wu took the kitchen knife, yellow paper, incense, candles and an incense burner that he brought earlier, found another flashlight, and led me out the door.

After going out the door, it was pitch black outside, Mr. Wu walked ahead with a flashlight, about seven or eight steps away, Mr. Wu suddenly stopped, looked at me, and asked me: "Chuanzi, Do you understand Feng Shui?"

I thought about it. If it is about Fengshui, I do understand some, but not very well. I just understand some trivial matters. However, the rule of our ghost craftsmen is that you can't learn Fengshui, so I asked tentatively, "What do you ask?" What is this for?"

He glanced at me and said: "I see that you are different from ordinary ghost craftsmen. You seem to know a little too much, and Feng Shui is also involved."

I was slightly taken aback, looked at him vigilantly, and explained: "What's the matter, I don't know anything about Feng Shui."

He gave me a deep look, stopped talking, and led me forward.

What I didn't expect was that the place we went to was actually the place where the temple was built. What I saw was an empty place. Many places on the ground were hollowed out, revealing a series of straight deep grooves. I took a rough look. It was found that these deep grooves were about 28 centimeters wide and 15 centimeters deep, and the length should be about [-] meters. The deep grooves were even filled with lime.

Logs of the best larch were piled up along the sides of these deep troughs.

If you guessed right, this temple should be built with larch wood, and this larch wood has excellent anti-corrosion properties, and then sprinkle some lime and bury it in the ground, not to mention that it will not rot for ten thousand years, and it will be fine for 200 years. of.

At that moment, I looked towards Mr. Wu and asked curiously, "Mr. Wu, what are we doing here?"

He took a flashlight to shine on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "That Zhang Dequan said that the wood carvings were dug out from here, and this land is said to be the heart of the entire Niuwang Village, which is in charge of the wealth of the entire village. , burying wood carvings in this position, this situation seems a bit wrong."

After speaking, he handed me the flashlight in his hand and asked me to illuminate him. He began to draw a gossip on the ground, put the incense burner in the center of the gossip, and finally put the incense and candles in the incense burner. It didn't light up either.

I asked him what it was for, and he said, check the aura.

I don't understand what he means, is there another way to check the aura?

However, thinking that the lines are like mountains, I didn't ask any further questions. I saw that after Mr. Wu finished this, he folded the yellow paper in half.

I thought he would light these yellow papers, but who knew, after he folded the yellow papers, he sprinkled all the yellow papers into the deep groove on the side, and finally sat on the ground by the incense burner, and started to chat loudly. Read some words.

Strange to say, I couldn't understand the words he read at all, but I could clearly feel that the temperature in the whole space seemed to have dropped a lot.

When he read to the end, I just felt that it was difficult to breathe.

At this moment, Elder Wu's face changed drastically, and he kept making seals on his hands. His method of forming seals was very strange. It was not like the seal seals we usually see, but a rather complicated seal seal, which made people feel uncomfortable. Dazzling.

After he finished the seal, he slowly raised his hands, and when they were higher than the top of his head, he stopped suddenly, and shouted, "Show!"

As soon as these words came out, the temperature in the entire space immediately returned to normal, and the previous depression also disappeared, which made me exclaim that it was too mysterious.

The more mysterious thing is still to come. The moment he fell, a white footprint appeared next to Mr. Wu. The footprint was very small, only about ten centimeters.

I wiped my eyes vigorously, what the hell, just now, there was obviously nothing in this place, how could there be a footprint inexplicably?
Immediately, I quickly asked Mr. Wu, how did the footprints come from.

He didn't say a word, got up slowly, stared at the footprints, his face froze, picked up a stone, wrote a word on the side of the footprints, which was the word 'more', and inserted the kitchen knife he brought earlier in the middle of the footprints .

This made me very curious, so I asked Mr. Wu what the word meant. He turned his head and glanced at me, and said, "Geng!"

I asked him again, what did he do with the kitchen knife stuck in the footprints, and he said one word, "Kill!"

When he said the word kill, he had a murderous look on his face.

To be honest, I don't know why he suddenly has such a murderous aura, but I vaguely think it should be related to this footprint.

As for how the footprints came out, even now, I still can't figure it out.

But thinking that each industry has its own skills, it is relieved.For example, the ability of our ghost craftsman, in the eyes of outsiders, is mysterious and mysterious.

Then again, I am very curious about Mr. Wu's occupation. If he is a Taoist priest, the way he formed the seal just now is completely different from that of a Taoist priest, and he is not like a wizard.

Just as I was in a daze for a while, Mr. Wu packed up the things on the ground with a murderous look, and led me straight to the front. I asked him where he was going, and he said, go to Qishahuai.

Qishahuai is a little far away from here, we both walked for more than half an hour to arrive.

Because it was late at night, there was no one around the Qishahuai, but the light was full of light, illuminating the location within five meters around the Qishahuai as if it were daytime.

"Chuanzi, you stay here, I'll go find something." As soon as I stood still, Mr. Wu gave me instructions.

I nodded and didn't say anything, but Mr. Wu strode away.

In less than 3 minutes, Mr. Wu came back again. This time, he had some more things in his hand, such as a shovel, a hoe, a hatchet and a shovel.

When I saw it, I quickly went up to meet it, and asked suspiciously, "Mr. Wu, where did these things come from?"

He gave up and said: "Don't worry about where it came from, I just ask you a question, do you want to save your second uncle?"

I said yes, and he said: "If you want to, I can chop off this seven evil locust tree for this old man. As long as you chop this seven evil locust tree, I will take care of your friend's younger brother. As for your second uncle and your parents, Do your best."

When I heard it, I trembled and said: "Mr. Wu, this Qishahuai tree is old and has become a climate. Once it is cut off, I'm afraid..."

Before I could finish speaking, the Qishahuai tree seemed to understand our conversation, unexpectedly...unexpectedly...the whole tree pole shook a few times, and the dark red liquid slowly overflowed from the tree pole.

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