The last feng shui master

Chapter 15 Dried Dung Cure Evil (2)

Who would have dug up Huang's body!

I said again, give me a hand, lift up the coffin, set it on fire, this body can no longer be used.A group of people looked at me, wondering how a university student in a robe knew the tomb was empty.

Can it really be seen from the grass on the grave?

Bai Guangde tapped the cigarette stick on the sole of his shoe, and shouted at the two dazed pig butchers, do it, the pig butchers usually use their knives and knives, why can't they do it now.Uncle Baodao threw the Baisha cigarette butt on the ground and shouted, get out of my way.

I smiled and said, it's okay, I'm standing by the side.

Only then did the three of them come forward, with sharp knives stuck in their waists.The coffin had been bitten by tidewater insects and was already rotten. Several strong men worked hard together and quickly lifted the coffin to the ground.

A fire started, the ground was leveled with a shovel, and the tombstone was pushed down.

Shen Yihu's whole body was covered with mud, he took out a few cigarettes for everyone, took two puffs, and asked, what should we do now?
I was a little distracted, afraid that things would be beyond my control, so I hurriedly said, now go to Bai Jingren's grave to have a look.Village Chief Bai, call some more people.

After Bai Guangde saw my ability, he didn't ask any more questions. He stepped on his liberation shoes and went to the village to call again.

I said silently in my heart, Grandpa, it's not the time for you to leave such a stall for me.It takes half an hour to walk from Huang's empty tomb to Bai Jingshui's tomb.

Bai Guangde went down and called for someone to go, and the pig butchers and fifteen village women didn't want to dig graves with us, no matter how much money one person gave, it didn't matter if they were caught and imprisoned .

I don't know what to do, I don't want to hurt a group of innocent people.I said to them, it's okay, brothers, take your sharp knives with me, sister-in-law, you have worked hard, go back first if you have something to do.

Here I will talk about why I want the three pig butchers to keep the bones, because their sharp knives have killed countless pigs and dogs, and there is an invisible domineering, and the general kid who feels the breath will run away far away.

In some underground markets, a saber of a commander during the Japanese war of aggression against China is worth a lot of money, and it is placed in a town house at home, scaring ordinary little devils away from it.

Uncle Baodao was wearing an army green camouflage uniform, and was smoking old and vigorous white sand cigarettes. He smiled faintly: "You all go back, I am busy, but I am busy. There are five pigs waiting for me to kill at home, but I have to finish what I promised. .I'll go back when I'm done."

Shen Yihu lit up a cigarette at some point, and looked at me admiringly. I didn't expect you to be such a kind-hearted person.

I said come on, don't flatter me, this master doesn't like this, after saying this, I realized that Shen Yihu and I are not that familiar, so I quickly found something to do, and quickly put the three bone-eviscerating knives on on the lower back.

It was only later that I realized that people with too good a heart and a pure heart are not suitable for the profession of Feng Shui masters at all.

I asked uncle, what's your name?

The uncle was still very humorous, and said with a smile, I, in ancient times, was Fan Kuai, who followed the great ancestor Liu Bang to do great things.If you really want to call me, call me Uncle Bold.

I laughed out loud, Uncle Bold is really a hero.

Uncle Bold smiled and said, Heroic ass, I'm a pig butcher, and I usually like to drink some wine and eat some kidneys.This Uncle Bold's full name is Zhang Bold, and he lives up to his name.I said, "Uncle Bold, you kill pigs every day. According to what Tathagata taught, aren't you afraid of becoming a pig for the rest of your life?"

The bold uncle smiled and said, don't say it, you will be a pig in your next life, you will either sleep or eat, and you don't have to live every day. Your young child doesn't know how hard it is to live a life.

Yes, life can be hard sometimes.

Any kind of bitter medicine in the world is not as bitter as life.

Uncle Bold and I are from the same place, and we all speak dialects. Shen Yi stood aside, unable to get in the conversation. After smoking, he called Wu Zhen, and then called his colleagues from the task force who came with him. Telephone.Let them meet at the back hill.

After waiting for half an hour, it was exactly twelve o'clock in the noon, when the yang energy was at its peak, although the sky was gloomy, there was a ray of light in my heart.

Big hills, big rocks, white tigers holding corpses.

I took out a hard and dark object from the cloth bag, broke it into several parts, and gave each person a copy.

The task force from Jiangcheng looked at it suspiciously, what the hell is this?Several experts have already grasped the clues of the case, and because of me, they have been slow to act, wasting a day, and saw me talking again, the good young man was wearing an old man's robe, carrying a rag bag, and he was quite critical .

Shen Yihu said, "It's all in the pocket, Xiao Qi, this smell... the smell is quite strong, what is it, it can't be what...

I told the truth: "It's dried cow dung. But it's not in your pocket, it's in your mouth." I tried to explain clearly, because the grave we're going to dig up later might be tricky. Mouth is to protect yourself.Shen Yihu nodded, and ordered, after everyone remembers it, just swallow it.

Shen Yihu gave the order, and those who wanted to throw away the cow dung put the dried cow dung in their pockets resentfully. I saw how they looked at me one by one, and they must have scolded me countless times in their hearts.

Where did the magic stick come from!

When we arrived at Bai Jingren's tomb, it was already 55:[-].I asked Shen Yihu for a Yellow Crane Tower. I haven’t smoked since my lung disease recovered. I stopped ten meters away and smoked twice. I asked, Uncle Bai, was Bai Jingren buried here before?
The old man Bai Guangde squeezed the dried cow dung and put the cigarette stick on the red belt. I haven't seen it just now. When I go back to the village to call someone, I must change into a red belt to ward off evil spirits. I told him that after putting on the red belt When I meet some mummy who like red, I immediately pounce on them.If it's some lecherous female corpses, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it...

Bai Guangde said, grandson, when did you call me to swallow cow dung... That's not it, it was still good before, once a mountain quarry was blown up and half of the mountain was blown up.

I thought to myself, generally, Fengshui masters who have read a few books by Yang Junsong would not be so confused. It really is the terrain changes in the later period that created a new fierce place.

I threw the cigarette butt on the ground, glanced at the dozen or so people around me, touched the three sharp boning knives, and shouted, let's go.

Several experts from the task force have long been impatient, muttered a few words, and followed me.Uncle Bold smoked another four-yuan pack of Baisha cigarettes, and I ordered one. It was so hot that I almost coughed up my lungs again.

Shen Yihu was in the middle, took out an old Nokia phone, and started making calls again.Behind Shen Yihu were a few villagers in their 60s and [-]s called by Bai Guangde, walking in the middle with all the liberation shoes on their feet.

Wu Zhen guessed that he had done too many bad things, so he led the police station to the back.When we arrived at Bai Jingren's tomb, I told everyone to hold the dried cow dung in their mouths. Although the smell was not good, we should avoid fainting directly.

(End of this chapter)