Small profiteers in the Three Realms

Chapter 85 Whoops, I'm Going!WTF?

After sending Lin Zheng away, Zhang Haoru lay comfortably on the bed.

When I was thinking about whether to find the little friend I met a few days ago to spend an afternoon tenderly, the villagers exclaimed from outside the room.

The villagers were very flustered and spoke very fast, so the words "Master Zhang, something happened" sounded very similar to "Master Zhang something happened".

Zhang Haoru is quite a superstitious person, after hearing this, his nose almost crooked.

Who is cursing himself here! ! !

Pulling on the slippers, Zhang Haoru rushed outside angrily, shouting: "Will you talk? Your Daoist is lucky, what will happen?"

When the villagers saw Zhang Haoru, they rushed forward as if they saw a savior, hugged his thigh, and said in horror: "Master, help me, something serious happened!"

Mr. Su, who was taking a lunch break, heard the shouts of the villagers, and walked out. Seeing the scene in front of him, he couldn't help being taken aback.

Zhang Haoru frowned and asked, "What happened?"

The villagers trembled: "The cemetery, the cemetery of the village chief's family!"

Zhang Haoru was confused and asked, "What can happen to the grave of the village chief's family?"

The villagers swallowed, and said: "After the people in the village heard that the route of the Panshan Highway was changed, they were afraid that the village head would be as unwilling as Li Yongjun to demolish the house, so they gathered a few people to secretly dig up the village head's ancestral grave."

Hearing this, Zhang Haoru almost staggered and fell to the ground, and said silently in his heart, the folk customs in Lijiatun are really fierce, if they disagree with each other, they will dig their ancestors' graves!
"You're doing the right thing!" Mr. Su was very satisfied with the behavior of these villagers. In this way, he didn't have to negotiate with Li Aiguo anymore, and Li Aiguo wouldn't raise the price on the ground.

The villagers waved their hands and said, "No, very wrong. The people who dug the ancestral grave fell into the grave!"

"The grave is so deep, wouldn't it be enough to climb up?" Mr. Su said disdainfully, and secretly blamed the villagers for making a fuss.

"It's not like this." The villagers explained in panic: "There was another big pit under the grave, and those people disappeared after falling, and they didn't move again. No matter how we shouted, they didn't respond. He was taken away by Li Aiguo's ancestors!"

Another big pit appeared under the grave! ! !
He was taken away by Li Aiguo's ancestors! ! !
In the crisp autumn noon, after hearing these few words, all the people present felt a chill down their backs.

President Su swallowed, a little panicked.

Although he is a big boss, he has always been immune to these supernatural things.

"Master Zhang, what do you think we should do?" Mr. Su asked weakly.

As the chief leader of the Zhengyi Sect, Zhang Haoru often opens altars to cast down demons and exorcise demons.

But he knew very well in his heart that these were all absurd and nonsensical things, there were no ghosts, they were just deceiving himself and others.

After listening to the villagers' narration, he guessed that the soil under the cemetery must have loosened and collapsed, and those who fell must have just fainted from the fall.

As for the claim that Li Aiguo's ancestors took them away, it's pure nonsense.

Thinking of this, he knew that his chance to perform was coming again, and he might be able to make a lot of money, so he waved his hand and said:

"Boss Su, please help prepare a rooster and a pot of blood from a black dog. Dao Lord, I will open an altar today, and I will make those evil spirits filthy!"

Hearing Zhang Haoru's impassioned words, everyone felt at ease.

Will there be any injustices when the dignified head of the sect goes out? ! !

Lijiatun is a rural area on the outskirts of the city, and roosters and black dog blood are easy to get. In a short while, all the things needed to open the altar are ready.

Zhang Haoru put on a Taoist robe, held a mahogany sword in his hand, surrounded by a crowd, and went up the mountain with great fighting spirit.

Halfway up the mountain, Li Aiguo's ancestral grave was crowded with people.

However, because of fear in their hearts, they were eight feet away from the grave, and no one dared to take a step forward.

Even the families of the missing villagers were crying loudly from afar.

The village head, Li Aiguo, stood behind the crowd, looking at the excavated ancestral grave, his face was ashen. Even so, he did not dare to move forward, because he was afraid that he would also be arrested.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, Master Zhang is here!" Someone shouted.

Hearing this, people looked back one after another.

I saw Zhang Haoru wearing a Taoist robe, holding a mahogany sword, striding forward with tiger steps, I have to say, he really looks like a Taoist fairy bone.

People gave way one after another and made way for a small road.

Zhang Haoru held his head high, without looking sideways, and went straight to the cemetery.

Looking down, it's pitch black and bottomless, and it shouldn't be shallow by visual inspection.

Zhang Haoru made a gesture, and Mr. Su's people rushed forward, those who set up the altar set up the altar, and those who burned the paper burned the paper.

After everything was properly arranged, Zhang Haoru took out a stack of talisman papers from his arms and placed them on the altar.

He leaned over and grabbed the rooster, took the knife and wiped the rooster's neck, and immediately, blood gushed out.

Zhang Haoru grabbed the rooster and walked around the cemetery three times, dripping the blood of the chicken around the cemetery.

Back at the altar, he muttered something, took a pot of dog blood and poured it into the cemetery.

After doing all this, he threaded a stack of talisman papers on the mahogany sword, and began to circle the graveyard again.

As he walked, he muttered:

"Going up to the jade girl, it is ominous to take pictures. Climbing rocks are cracked, and wearing a seal.

Wearing a canopy on the head, tiptoeing Kuigang, supporting Liujia on the left, and Liuding on the right.

There is the Yellow God in the front, and the Yuezhang in the back.God masters kill, do not avoid the powerful.

Kill the evil spirits first, and then kill the night light.What kind of god is not subdued, what kind of ghost dares to be it?
Hurry like a law..."

Zhang Haoru held a mahogany sword and threw the yellow talisman into the cemetery as he walked.

Those yellow talismans, without fire in the air, looked quite strange.

Seeing this picture, everyone held their breath, secretly admiring Zhang Haoru's supernatural powers.

Zhang Haoru sneaked a glance at the crowd out of the corner of his eye, and was very satisfied when he saw their extremely adoring expressions, and couldn't help thinking to himself, fooling the people is fooling the people, and they were all fooled by a little trick.

Half an hour later, Zhang Haoru threw down the last yellow talisman, stuck the mahogany sword on the ground, and shouted, "The demons retreat!"

After shouting, he walked to the side of the cemetery, took a look, and nodded.

Mr. Su walked up cautiously, and asked in a low voice, "Master, what's the matter?"

Zhang Haoru wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Don't worry! The Daoist has subdued them, you can send someone down to check."

Hearing this, Mr. Su raised his thumb and praised: "Master is really extraordinary."

Zhang Haoru smiled faintly, and stood with his hands behind his back, pretending to be B.

"Come here a few people, go down and have a look." Mr. Su waved to the workers on the construction site, then made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Haoru, and said, "Master, please rest aside."

"Okay!" Zhang Haoru flicked his sleeves and walked away.

At this moment, a withered hand suddenly stretched out from the grave, grabbing Zhang Haoru's ankle.

"Oh, I'm going! What the hell..."

Only half of the words were spoken, Zhang Haoru was directly pulled into the grave, and fell into the bottomless hole.

(End of this chapter)