The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

Zhao Xuanjing's eyes lit up.

If the place is used to hide things, most people are afraid to find it.

"Thank you girl." Zhao Xuanjing was very simple, "I remember the girl said earlier that she wanted me to wait to add a piece of soil to the bone. Then I will sacrifice the bone before I look for things."

"Okay." Xie Qiao nodded, "Then you guys will buy some more ingots, he will like it."

Who doesn't like money? The living love money, and the dead love it too!

Zhao Xuanjing's eyelids twitched: "He?"

"Could it be that girl...can still perceive the ghost?" Zhao Xuanjing suddenly felt cold behind him.

"How come the son is still scary...I'm... timid, can't stand it...cough cough." Xie Qiao's brows constricted.

The people around Zhao Xuanjing breathed a sigh of relief.

That is invisible.

But at this moment, Xie Qiao glanced sideways at the empty place, and that glance didn't seem like he hadn't seen anything.

The whole body was stretched, and the cold air swish upward.

"Remember to call me when you leave." Xie Qiao said, then got up and said goodbye.

Zhao Xuanjing frowned, his face was calm and calm.

Zhou Shiwei is no longer able to do so, his eyelids jumped: "The son..."

"The body is not afraid of the shadow slanting."

"Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

Zhao Xuanjing said a few words calmly.

Zhou Shiwei nodded again and again: "What the son said is that his subordinates are reckless."

The son is really a son, let alone a shadowy thing, even if there is a ghost, the son is sure to be unchanging and the green mountains are always there, and he will definitely not be as restless as he and the hairy boys underneath.

Before dawn the next day, Xie Qiao set off.

When he arrived at that feng shui place, Xie Qiao prepared his things, and then talked about it.

This burial procedure doesn’t have to be too complicated. What Xie Qiao does is to tell the five parties, ask the gods to open the way, not to commit the secluded mansion, the heirs of the dead will be honored to help the family go up, the evil spirits will be avoided, and the auspicious things will come. There is no danger if there is no taboo in the soil.

There are actually many burial rules.

It's just that many steps are saved by Xieqiao.

After reporting the five directions, it is a simple needle orienting, acupuncture and soiling, cover the coffin, nail the coffin, and bury the coffin.

There are some formulas for each step, and Xie Qiao is responsible for chanting.

Zhao Xuanjing and others only felt that Xie Qiao was utterly nagging.

But I couldn't see the ghost nearby, showing a bit of enjoyment, and the aura on his body became lighter and more peaceful, unlike before, covered in darkness.

"My son, is Miss Xie's body very good? Look at her face, it's white and red." Zhou Shiwei couldn't help but muttered.

Zhao Xuanjing raised his brows slightly.

The complexion is really good, but... if you say you are dizzy, you will be dizzy.

"Except for you, everyone else needs to add soil." Xie Qiao glanced at Zhao Xuanjing.

"Why are you except me?" Zhao Xuanjing asked.

"The identity of the son is not appropriate." Xie Qiao said, "he can't stand it after you add it."

Zhao Xuanjing stopped talking immediately.

He now suspects that this girl knows his identity.

But if he knew it, this attitude would have been too calm. Although there was respect, it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes. It seemed to be no different to him.

It didn't take long for the matter to be settled.

Zhao Xuanjing and the others had to leave. Before leaving, they were still reluctant to leave.

"Miss Xie, do you have anything to explain?" Zhao Xuanjing asked.

It would be nice if this girl could go with him.

"No, no more, no lie this time." Xie Qiao shook his head quickly.