Hong Kong Zongli Monks

Chapter 319

There were two days off on weekdays, at around seven o'clock, Zhixing escaped to the top of the mountain in an instant, flew to the sky above Tanjiaji, and then went out to the place where Uncle Jiu was in ambush last time.

With a heartbeat, a cloth bag appeared in his hand, which contained a set of Taoist robes, whisks, etc., and two knives that he made himself.

If you need other things, there is a bag that is also convenient to take out in the space.

You must know that this is a treasure bag, and you can take out anything.

When we arrived at Uncle Jiu's dojo, a group of young people were practicing martial arts, punching and wielding knives. It was lively and lively, as if it was really a martial arts gym.

"Brother Dao, it's so early!"

Uncle Jiu was stunned when he saw Zhixing. It took several hours to walk, and he arrived just after dawn. Could it be that he came out in the middle of the night again?
Thinking about the last time we met in the middle of the night, I was relieved.

"I have the ability to escape from the earth, and I can travel very quickly!"

"So that's how it is. Brother Dao has ancient spells, so I feel much more at ease about this operation!"

"Should be able to solve him!"

"Brother Dao, come in and have breakfast together before going there!"

"Ok!"

After breakfast, Uncle Jiu called Ah Qiang, who was still leading a group of young people to practice martial arts, and told him to go into the room and come out with a big bag after a while.

After seeing Aqiang dismissing those people, he also went in to get a wooden sword and a knife and put them on his back.

And last time on Uncle Jiu's birthday, the two young people who sat together also came over with knives!

"Brother Dao, I asked them to come together to let them see it!"

Uncle Jiu came over and said.

"It's okay, it should be able to protect them well!"

A young man picked up Uncle Jiu's bag and walked out of the village together.

"Master, where are we going!"

On the way, Ah Qiang asked curiously.

It seems that Uncle Jiu didn't tell them, maybe he was afraid that people would know and it would cause panic!
"You'll know if you get there!" Uncle Jiu said with a glare at him.

"Oh!" Ah Qiang responded, and followed Uncle Jiu with his head held high.

After walking for an hour, I saw that there were fewer and fewer people, and it was already considered a wilderness.

After walking for another hour, I stopped about a third of the way up a mountain.

Uncle Jiu pointed to a few big rocks beside him and said, "This used to be a cemetery, but it was robbed!"

"My master lured the zombies to this old cemetery on the other side of the mountain, and sealed them up again!"

Ah Qiang immediately interjected after hearing this: "Zombie, master, isn't it!"

Without waiting for Uncle Jiu to answer, Zhixing looked around and said, "It seems that grave robbers are also capable people, you can find cemeteries in this kind of place!"

Uncle Jiu smiled shyly and said, "Actually, the one who pointed here is a friend of my master's, and the tomb robbers are also the descendants of the tomb owner!"

"Stealing his ancestor's cemetery? It seems that his descendants are limited!" Zhixing shook his head and said.

"That's right, they have been landlords for many generations. At the end of the Qing Dynasty, their family background fell into decline. Originally, my master's old friends didn't want to deal with these things!"

"But he was already a family friend when he was born, so I couldn't bear to beg him, so I helped him find this cemetery!"

Uncle Jiu walked to the front and looked at it and said.

"As a descendant, you don't even know the cemetery of his ancestors?" Zhixing asked in surprise.

"You will know there. This tomb was buried in the middle of the Ming Dynasty. After hundreds of years, his descendants still deduce from the genealogy that there is an ancestor who was an official!"

"In the last years of the Ming Dynasty, the whole family was killed once, and the rest were thrown into chaos. They divided their belongings, the dead died, and the survivors were young. Later, one of them improved in the Qing Dynasty, but in the last years Failed again!”

After hearing this, Zhixing went up to have a look and said: "This cemetery is not good, the shape of the mountain is small and weak, the tomb should be small too!"

Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "That's right. According to my master, only one person can go in. When it was dug out, the funeral objects were only a small amount of gold, silver and jewelry!"

"It doesn't matter if it was stolen, but when it is dug up, there should be no bones left, almost like an empty tomb!" Zhixing said after thinking about it.

"Yeah, where can I hide bones in this place? I think I was deceived by an unscrupulous Feng Shui master, or maybe the Feng Shui master is fake!" Uncle Jiu said angrily.

Taoism is messed up by others like this, its reputation is getting worse and worse, and there are fewer and fewer people to trust.

"This is the way of the world. Fake Fengshui masters seek benefits for themselves, while real masters find good Fengshui for their masters so that they can accumulate more merit.

But in the dark, when manpower is exhausted, good Fengshui is not easy to find! "Zhixing said what Mao Xiaofang said.

Uncle Jiu's eyes lit up when he heard this, he was like this, he went around looking at Feng Shui and paid according to the master's ability.

He looked at Zhixing with a lot more kindness.

Said: "Brother Taoist's Taoism is so high, I still value worldly things!"

"Everyone has pursuits, and mundane things are also the materials of life. Brother Tao, you have done a great job!"

Seeing that he looked a little embarrassed, he said again: "Uncle Ninth, prepare to set up the formation!"

Uncle Jiu nodded, went to his bag and took out his things.

Putting on the Taoist robe, he spread out pieces of rhubarb cloth talismans on the small platform in front of the tomb.

Zhixing looked at his movements and talismans, which were similar to Mao Xiaofang's formation.

Maoshan practiced multiple branches, and although there were differences in formations, they were not too big.

Then Uncle Jiu asked Ah Qiang and the two young men to move out the stones from the tomb to set up a Buddhist altar.

Zhi Xing went over to look at it, and said: "The Yin Qi is leaking out, it seems that it will break out without using it!"

A few meters away, Uncle Jiu continued, "Yeah, I don't know when he will wake up, so I urgently asked you for help that day. Fortunately, these two days are safe!"

"Actually, I've been to this place before, but at that time there was no Yin Qi leakage, and I didn't notice any zombies!"

"Oh, Dao brothers have been here before? It's so righteous to come here in such a remote place!"

"I just want to do something, and it's not a righteous thing. I remember this because there are more than ten families in the three to four kilometers of this stream, and they are now abandoned!"

"The last time I came here, I saw that it became a shelter for wandering ghosts and ghosts. I cleaned it up, and I don't know if there will be another one now!"

Zhixing looked at the stream on the left and pointed into it.

"Is there any house here?" Ah Qiang interjected, walked to the left edge and looked inside.

"It's all a wilderness, with tall grass and trees, can't you see it?" Zhixing said.

"Maybe the zombie incident scared them away!" Uncle Jiu said casually as he kept putting things in his hands.

"It's possible that the people who lived in the battle here didn't know about it!" Zhi Xing Si Zhoujian said.

Without waiting for them to speak, he said again: "I remember that the Feng Shui inside is good, and many houses of more than a dozen families have collapsed. If you go inside to open up wasteland, it's not bad to escape from the world!"

"The water is too small. If there are only a few households, it might be okay!" Uncle Jiu said.

"People who came here in the past can't do anything. They open up wasteland by themselves. Although the land is barren, it's good not to be oppressed by the landlord!" Zhixing said.

While speaking, Uncle Jiu had already set up the altar, and asked three young men to dig up the tomb.

(End of this chapter)