Live fortune-telling: Boss, this child is not yours

Although her face was pale, the proprietress insisted: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Yu Canghai snorted coldly, "Master Xiao is a well-known feng shui master in Dongcheng City, and a casual assertion is worth a thousand gold, so he came here to lie to you when he was full?"

The proprietress was taken aback by Xiao Yi's name, and looked him carefully.

He snorted softly and said, "There must be a limit to bragging, right? It's not like I haven't met a Feng Shui master before. How could the master be so young?"

Yu Canghai and Xiao Yi immediately looked at each other.

From the eyes of the other party, they all saw a trace of surprise.

This proprietress has actually met a Feng Shui master?
Why did the Feng Shui master come to such a small place?
At this time, Yu Canghai showed a look of contempt.

"You mountain village woman, have you ever met a Fengshui master? You are the braggart, right?"

The proprietress sneered and said, "Our Yinlong Village is not as simple as you think... No, we can't say it!"

As she was talking, she suddenly seemed to remember something terrible, shivered all over, and quickly stopped talking.

Xiao Yi frowned slightly.

The proprietress obviously knew something secret, but for some unknown reason, she refused to reveal it.

Seeing that she was still in shock, it was probably because she was afraid of something!

Xiao Yi said in a deep voice: "Miss Boss, what I just said is true, Lao Tao committed suicide, and his soul walked into the stream at the entrance of the village."

"If you don't say it, maybe it will be your turn next!"

This sentence is half true and half false.

The evil spirit on her face became more intense now.

If not the next one, it's not far off.

Seeing that the proprietress was silent, Xiao Yi continued: "To tell you the truth, we came here this time to investigate the strange incidents in this village. If you tell us the truth now, maybe we can save your life. Otherwise, we will miss the opportunity. Even the gods can't save you!"

The proprietress hesitated for a while, then waved vigorously at Xiao Yi.

He said coldly: "You don't need to worry about my mother's affairs! If you curse me again, be careful that I will let my partner throw you all out!"

Xiao Yi's heart sank.

Just now she was obviously moved, but after repeated weighing, she still refused.

Obviously, this thing hidden behind the mist must be very scary!
At least in the eyes of the proprietress, it is more important than her own life.

Xiao Yi shook his head secretly, and walked out of the hotel gate with Yu Canghai.

Since the proprietress can't get through this way, she can only go outside to find clues.

After walking a certain distance, Yu Canghai approached and said in a low voice, "Master, should we go find Wang Qiang's body first?"

Xiao Yi felt it silently, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

"This location... seems to be in that stream."

Yu Canghai was taken aback: "Then I'll go around and see if I can borrow fishing nets or something?"

Xiao Yi shook his head: "I can vaguely feel that the corpse is not at the bottom of the water, but buried under the mud and sand layer at the bottom of the water, and...it's buried quite deep."

"This……"

Yu Canghai didn't know what to say for a while.

But he soon realized that something was wrong.

"Master, how can it be buried under the sand in the water?"

This stream is several meters deep, standing at the bottom of the water has to overcome the upward buoyancy and hold your breath. Who can dig up the sediment?

Xiao Yi shook his head: "I don't know about this either. Maybe there are some other special reasons. Let's ask other people in the village to see what we can find out."

It stands to reason that the time when they go out should be the busiest time in the village, when children read books, adults go out to do farm work, or go to the market, this is almost always the time.

But the strange thing is that the street at this time was as clean as if it had been washed by a flood, and there was no one there!
They walked through several streets, and all they saw were empty roads.

Yu Canghai couldn't help wondering: "I can understand that everyone stays at home to avoid the evil spirits at night, but it's daytime now, what are they afraid of?"

Xiao Yi thought for a while, and said with uncertainty: "Maybe... he is afraid of us."

Yu Canghai was speechless: "We are strangers to them, why are they afraid of us?"

"I don't know."

As Xiao Yi said, he was about to return to the hotel when he suddenly stopped and looked in one direction.

"Huh? What's wrong with Master?"

Yu Canghai looked in the direction he was looking, and immediately froze: "This is... Corpse Qi!"

Corpse gas is the decayed gas emitted by the corpse after death. Ordinary people need to rely on smell to perceive it.

But for cultivators like Xiao Yi and Yu Canghai, they can sense it more easily.

They immediately walked towards the place where the corpse aura came out.

After a person dies, the corpse qi will escape, so there is nothing wrong with just seeing the corpse qi.

But if the corpse gas accumulates for a long time, it is easy to cause the corpse to change, then it will be worse.

The two soon came to the door of a thatched cottage.

The house looked nothing special, it was no different from other houses around, but the corpse aura came from inside.

Yu Canghai stepped forward and patted the door: "Is anyone there?"

Not long after, the door opened a crack.

A thin middle-aged man poked out half of his head and looked at Yu Canghai cautiously.

"Who... are you looking for?"

The voice was a little hoarse and low.

Yu Canghai glanced at him, but did not answer his question, but instead asked, "Who else is in your family?"

The man frowned slightly, and immediately wanted to close the door, but Yu Canghai pressed the wooden door with one hand, making it impossible for him to close the door.

"You, what do you want to do?" The man suddenly panicked.

Yu Canghai's palm shook lightly, and he immediately backed away as if he had been hit hard.

Yu Canghai looked around for a week and said, "Don't worry, your house has no valuables, so we have nothing to snatch if we want to?"

I saw only some very dilapidated furniture in the front room, and there were even traces of a few mice in the corner.

Xiao Yi looked at the man: "We are here to help you, where are the rest of your family? Where are they?"

The man tremblingly said: "Also, and my dad...he, he fell asleep in the back room..."

"Go and see your dad! He may have had... an accident." Xiao Yi hesitated for a while, but changed his way of saying it euphemistically.

When the man heard this, he couldn't help being a little puzzled.

"You, how do you know? I don't know you, are you from outside?"

Xiao Yi said in a deep voice: "It's hard for me to explain to you, anyway, you'll know when you meet your father!"

The man lifted the curtain suspiciously and walked into the back room.

Xiao Yi and Yu Canghai hurriedly followed.

There was only one wooden bed in the back room, and due to the dim light, one person could only be vaguely seen lying on the bed.

As soon as he came in, Xiao Yi frowned.

The stench of corpses in the air intensified.