Qingyue Temple

Xiong Jianjun tugged Xiong Aiguo, and pulled him under the shade of a tree: "Be respectful, even though he is young, he is a great master. Manman invited him all the way. Where did you find it?" Master?"

"Master? So small! Is it reliable?"

The bearded middle-aged man Yan Ming'an invited by Xiong Aiguo was originally observing with his hands behind his back, but suddenly his ears moved and he turned his head, as if he heard the conversation between the two, he said dissatisfiedly: "Why? What's the matter? You invited me, and you went to invite others, is this looking down on me?"

Xiong Aiguo: "No, no, two masters, this is really a coincidence. But everyone has been invited, so I ask you all to help take a look."

Xiong Jianjun and others also echoed and said good things, hoping that Master Yan Ming'an and Master Fang Shanshui would not make trouble.

Of course, Fang Shanshui didn't pay much attention to this all the time, but Master Yan Ming'an seemed to value it quite a bit, and muttered a few words angrily, before he calmed down amid the Xiong family's kind persuasion.

Seeing him like this, Xiong Xinman also looked at Fang Shanshui's indifferent appearance from beginning to end, and couldn't help but feel a little disapproving of the master invited by the second master.

Fang Shanshui didn't expect to be delayed by this kind of thing. He touched the mirror that he had just put in his pocket, and his lips moved silently, as if he was communicating with something in his heart while scanning around the cemetery.

The tomb is equivalent to the home of the deceased. It has the function of household registration in the underworld. Once registered, it is easy to enjoy rights. It can not only protect you from the suffering of wind and sun, but also make it easier to wait for the opportunity to reincarnate earlier.

The five wild ghosts are wandering souls with nowhere to bury them. It was difficult to harass these owner-owned cemeteries, but Xiong Jianjun's handful of soil could not help but grab their souls and their bones. After the way is buried, this place is their home, they can enjoy the offerings of the Xiong family, and they can occupy the living space of the Xiong family.

Today, the ancestral grave of the Xiong family is faintly covered by a red light. The red light is like five nails, nailing the grave from five directions. do not come in.

The old people who were originally in this grave are probably trapped in it, and even if they want to leave to reincarnate, it probably won't work.

Seeing this, Fang Shanshui asked in his heart: 【Do you want the Xiong family to die, trap them, and force their hukou to take their reincarnation chance? 】

The ghost in the mirror was quiet for a while, and then began to call Qu: [Xianchang, this is all a misunderstanding.We didn't want to harm them, it was they who wanted to kill us, so we frightened them. 】

Fang Shanshui asked again: [There is no need to say these nonsense that no one will believe.Do you know the names of the ghosts with you? 】

The hand-figured master leaned against Fang Shanshui's hand, and poked the mirror from time to time. Every time it poked, the mirror would shake slightly. This saved Fang Shanshui the effort of torture.

The ghost in the mirror didn't dare to speak glibly anymore, it almost answered Fang Shanshui's questions immediately.

It knew the names of three of those ghosts, and it didn't know the remaining one, the female ghost in red.

Fang Shanshui walked around the grave mound slowly, looking at the shape and direction of the black and red evil spirit around him, he was about to ask where the great-grandfather and great-grandmother of the Xiong family were hidden by them, but Yan Mingan, who was dissatisfied, stopped.

Yan Ming'an asked Fang Shanshui generally in the exam: "Young man, can you read Fengshui? What about the magnetic field? The five elements around here, and the relationship between heaven, earth and man, can you explain why?"

Yan Ming'an was flirting with Xiong Aiguo and others, but when he saw that Fang Shanshui didn't know how to say hello to his senior, he just looked around, looking very understanding, and couldn't help frowning, feeling that Fang Shanshui didn't think much of himself In the eyes.

Fang Shanshui, who was interrupted, stopped, looked at Yan Ming'an, and shook his head honestly: "Not very proficient."

Yan Ming'an looked like a teacher, and said affirmatively: "Well, I can still tell the truth, and I don't pretend to understand. Let me tell you, our business needs eyesight the most, and it takes time to accumulate eyesight, so you need more Learn more, I have to do this.”

Seeing that Fang Shanshui didn't refute, Yan Ming'an felt that he succeeded in overpowering Fang Shanshui, and he didn't care about Fang Shanshui. He began to pull Xiong Aiguo and Xiong Jianjun, talking about the stone next to the ancestral grave, the tree, the terrain and the angle of the hillside, and the surrounding area. The newly built high-rise buildings block the circulation of Qi, so what.

Although Fang Shanshui didn't care much about Yan Ming'an's words, but what Yan Ming'an said, he really didn't want to do something in front of Yan Ming'an. He felt that he wanted to steal Yan Ming'an's limelight, so he had to wait on the sidelines.

Xiong Xinman was embarrassed and wanted to say something to Yan Ming'an, but he didn't dare. He just kept apologizing beside Fang Shanshui: "Master, I'm really sorry, I didn't know it would be like this."

"It's okay." Fang Shanshui glanced at the sky.

After such a long time, Yan Ming'an was still interacting with Xiong Aiguo and others under various terrain influences. Seeing that the sky was getting late, Fang Shanshui couldn't help saying: "It's getting late, let's do it early, or there may be problems if it is too late."

Fang Shanshui's words were like a gust of wind blowing.

Xiong Jianjun and the Xiong family who came with Fang Shanshui all shivered inexplicably, and became a little scared, and couldn't help saying: "Yeah, it's getting late, Master Yan, you just talk about the terrain and the problem of our family's ancestral grave. How should it be resolved?"

Yan Ming'an: "Can this matter be rushed? It has to be seen slowly. I also want to wait until the moon rises at night to see the situation at night, otherwise it won't be too bad..."

"We've been here for too long, so we've probably been discovered long ago. When it's time for them to think of ways to deal with us." Fang Shanshui interrupted Yan Ming'an, who wanted to wait until night to watch Fengshui, and looked after himself. Said.

Xiong Aiguo was dumbfounded when he heard the words, and looked at his brother, but found that his expression was serious, as if what Fang Shanshui said was true.

At this time, Fang Shanshui suddenly saw that there was something like a tail flashing behind Yan Mingan, and suddenly took an inch-long bamboo stick from the package and threw it over. The bamboo stick pierced Yan Mingan like an arrow, Yan Mingan Startled and wanted to dodge, the bamboo stick had already stabbed Yan Ming'an's back, nailing a red cloth strip to the ground.

"What is that?" Everyone looked at it one after another.

Yan Ming'an felt a piece of cloth rubbing against his waist, like a woman's hand, rubbing against his waist coldly, and then saw a piece of red cloth as thin as a silk scarf.

Yan Ming'an looked puzzled, and looked around at the Xiong's family: "Hey, where did this come from? Why is it on me?"

Xiong Aiguo was also surprised: "Master, are you wearing a silk scarf?"

"I don't have one, who gave it to me." Saying that, Yan Ming'an looked around the field, and his gaze fell on the only girl, Xiong Xinman.

Xiong Xinman shook his head quickly: "I'm not even close to you, and I don't have a red silk scarf."

Xiong Xinman shook his head and approached Fang Shanshui. Xiong Xinman, who already felt that something was wrong, immediately wanted to lean towards the person she thought was the most reliable.

Seeing that the eyes of the Xiong family were not right, Yan Ming'an became a little furious, pulled Xiong Aiguo and asked in a low voice: "What's going on with your family?"

Xiong Aiguo was surprised: "Master, don't you see the problem? Our ancestral grave is haunted."

Yan Ming'an: "What are you talking about? I'm here to show you Fengshui. Fengshui is a science of magnetic fields and the principles of yin and yang. Your ancestral tombs have imbalances of yin and yang, which is not good for your descendants. I'm just thinking about how to regulate your qi. What the hell is going on? It is probably an illusion under the influence of Yin Qi."

Xiong Jianjun, Xiong Xinman and others were a little speechless.

Quickly asked Fang Shanshui: "Master Fang, what should we do now?"

Fang Shanshui tied five nails into the mound from five directions, and nailed all the black and red ghosts on the mound, and wrapped a long red rope around the five nails to form a circle. red circle.

After finishing this, Fang Shanshui took out five small gossip mirrors and placed them in the empty space between the five nails, with the mirrors facing up.

Seeing that the people around him had gathered around Fang Shanshui, Yan Ming'an couldn't help being a little embarrassed, but also a little curious, and pretended to lean towards him casually.

Fang Shanshui said to them: "I now know the names of three of the four ghosts. I will call them up one by one later. When you see a human face in the mirror, immediately cover the mirror with a red cloth." Turn it over and cover."

Xiong Jianjun nodded vigorously, and Xiong Xinman and Xiong Jianshu beside him swallowed in fear.

After Fang Shanshui finished explaining, he took out his hand bell and rang it, and then began to call his name: "Mao Jun."

"Mao Jun..."

Xiong Jianjun and the others all separated, standing in one direction, staring at the situation in the mirror.

Strange to say, the gossip mirror was originally clear, but after Fang Shanshui's bell rang, the mirror seemed to be covered with a layer of black mist, and nothing could be seen.

When Fang Shanshui yelled for the fourth time, Xiong Xinman, who was standing on the east side, suddenly saw a man's face with disheveled hair appearing in the mirror.

Xiong Xinman screamed in fright, "I saw it, a man's head."

Fang Shanshui: "Cover it!"

Xiong Xinman shook his hands and quickly turned the mirror over.

Fang Shanshui walked over, grabbed the mirror with a red cloth, covered it, then took out a new gossip mirror, and threw it in its original place.

Then he started calling again: "Zhou Huiming."

"Zhou Huiming..."

This time it was more difficult. Xiong Xinman and the others held back their fear and stared at the mirror with wide eyes. The black mist in the mirror seemed to be moving. Did they see some inexplicable scenes, as if they were in a house, from time to time You can see the corner of the bed and the table, and occasionally people flicker, but the flicker is too fast.

Xiong Aiguo and Xiong Jianjun were the most surprised, because they were most familiar with the sporadic things revealed in the mirror, which was clearly the situation of their childhood home.

Just when Fang Shanshui called out to the sixth sound, Xiong Aiguo who was standing on the west side suddenly shouted: "I saw it, I saw a pair of feet."

"do not move."

Fang Shanshui stopped Xiong Aiguo who wanted to turn over the mirror, walked over and stomped his feet, and the feet in the mirror seemed to be shaken and turned into a face. Before the stunned Xiong Aiguo took a closer look, Fang Shanshui had already used Wrapped the mirror with a new red cloth, and threw another mirror back.

Yan Ming'an was a little afraid of this, he always felt as if it was getting colder and colder, he stood behind and didn't want to get closer, but suddenly, he seemed to see a shadow flashing past among the trees behind the grave.

Fang Shanshui started calling the third person's name again: "Liang Ergou."

"Liang Ergou..."

Xiong Xinman and others looked at the mirror nervously, and they were almost scared out of their wits. They wanted something to appear in the mirror quickly, but they didn't want it to see it actually appear.

But this time the soul-calling didn't seem to be going well, Fang Shanshui called nine times in a row, the mirror was still a cloud of black mist and turned again, occasionally there was a mirror for a while, but instead of a human face, what appeared was a piece of blackness.

At the ninth sound, Fang Shanshui stopped barking.

He walked to the two mirrors that had just shaken, went around, stopped in front of a mirror, and suddenly reached out and grabbed something in the mirror, as if grabbing something.

what……

Xiong Xinman and the others stared wide-eyed, feeling that Fang Shanshui's fingers seemed to be stuck on the other side of the mirror, and then covered their ears as if they were ringing in the ears, as if they heard something yelling.

At this moment, Xiong Jianshu suddenly took a few steps forward, and then fell towards Fang Shanshui as if he had tripped over something.

"Be careful!" Xiong Xinman and Xiong Jianjun didn't notice Xiong Jianshu's abnormal state, and it was too late to help him.

Fang Shanshui was busy picking things from the mirror under his hand, and had no time to dodge. He wanted to give Xiong Jianshu a hand, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw the shoes on Xiong Jianshu's feet from the corner of his eye. A pair of cloth shoes, old, women's, with wet soil on them, could not have been worn by Xiong Jianshu.

Fang Shanshui instantly picked up the mirror on the nearby ground and took a picture of Xiong Jianshu's feet. At this time, a pair of feet wearing cloth shoes appeared in the mirror.

Fang Shanshui looked at the mirror, and Xiong Jianshu, who was falling towards him, froze, as if he was blinded, then fell to the ground, his eyes were not clear, and he groaned in pain before he said in a daze: "What's wrong with me? Why did I fall to the ground? gone."

"Nephew, are you alright?" Xiong Aiguo hurried to pull Xiong Jianshu up.

Xiong Jianjun and Xiong Xinman saw Fang Shanshui's actions just now, and they couldn't help looking at Fang Shanshui with some worry: "Master, is there something wrong just now?"

"It's all right. Four, it seems to be all together now."

Fang Shanshui comforted Xiong Jianjun, and was about to wrap the mirror in his hand with a red cloth, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that the red cloth in his hand was not right, it was gauze-like and relatively thin, and it was not in his own bag.

Fang Shanshui turned around and asked, "Who gave this to me?"

Xiong Xinman and Xiong Jianjun also looked over.

Xiong Xinman looked at the red scarf in Fang Shanshui's hand, always feeling familiar, and subconsciously looked behind Fang Shanshui, Yan Ming'an stood there quietly at some point.

Seeing Yan Ming'an, Xiong Xinman suddenly remembered a red silk scarf, which was the one that inexplicably appeared on Yan Ming'an just now, and was shot down by Fang Shanshui with a bamboo stick, and nailed to the ground on the left side of the grave.

Xiong Xinman's heart suddenly felt cold, and he quickly stretched his head to look at the left side of the mound, and found that the red gauze scarf was gone there, only Fang Shanshui's bamboo stick was still stuck obliquely on the ground.

Xiong Xinman said anxiously: "Not good! Master, be careful behind you, the one in your hand is..."

Following Xiong Xinman's cry, several people at the scene looked behind Fang Shanshui. Yan Ming'an, who was standing there, had raised his head and was looking at Fang Shanshui with a sly smile.

"Snapped!"

The mirror in Fang Shanshui's hand suddenly shattered, and the glass shards almost cut Fang Shanshui's fingers, and the red cloth in his hand melted like water, turning into a wisp of smoke, which slid upwards and was about to get into Fang Shanshui's mouth and nose.

Xiong Xinman screamed, and Xiong Jianjun was also taken aback. His heart was broken, and the master might be hit.

The expression on Yan Ming'an's face was very strange, and he was terrified. Xiong Jianshu fell to the ground, and was about to grab Xiong Aiguo's hand to get up. Seeing this strange scene, he trembled and fell back.

The red smoke rushed towards Fang Shanshui's mouth and nose quickly, but when it was only a palm away, it suddenly stopped, as if it was blocked by something, and could not go any further.

Fang Shanshui's expression remained unchanged, "It finally came out."

With a movement of two fingers, the red thread in Fang Shanshui's hand turned over, and instantly opened like a spider web, grabbing at the red smoke. The red smoke was instantly pierced by Fang Shanshui's palm, spreading to the surroundings as if being scattered, and the diffused red smoke was caught by Fang Shanshui again. The red rope was tied between the fingers, and they couldn't get rid of it, as if they were struggling to gather in Fang Shanshui's palm.

Fang Shanshui didn't stop, and after the palm penetrated through the red smoke, he directly grabbed Yan Ming'an's face behind him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yan Ming'an, who was still smiling slyly just now, froze suddenly. His body seemed not to be standing on the ground, but he suddenly moved back one meter from the ground, scaring Xiong Jianshu, who was lying closer to him, to do a busy job. The lazy donkey rolled and got out of the way.

After retreating one meter, Yan Ming'an couldn't move anymore, and could only watch Fang Shanshui's hand grabbing towards him in horror and horror.

what--!

There seemed to be an explosion in the air that made people tinnitus. This ghost howl, which ordinary people could hardly hear, made the Xiong family cover their ears. When Fang Shanshui fished ghosts out of the mirror just now, they had a similar experience. tinnitus, but this time it was several times more terrifying than before. Xiong Xinman felt as if his eardrum was torn instantly, and he almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Fang Shanshui's hand covered Yan Ming'an's face, as if he had grabbed a translucent woman's face from his face. The red woman's face screamed and wanted to break free, but was caught by Fang Shanshui's palm. The red rope in the middle is tied up round and round, getting tighter and smaller...

Fang Shanshui tied the red rope to a mirror, and there seemed to be a shadow in red in the mirror.

After the phantom on Yan Ming'an's face disappeared, he fell to the ground with a hum and passed out.

Although the Xiong family wanted to go and see him, Yan Ming'an seemed to be possessed just now, it was too terrifying, and everyone didn't dare to approach him at the moment.

"Kerala."

Fang Shanshui carried a string of six-sided gossip mirrors with a red rope, which were caught in five cemeteries, and the one where the ghost was caught in Xiong Xinman's house before.

Fang Shanshui: "Okay, there shouldn't be any missing ones, it seems that one more has been caught."

According to the ghost caught before, there are only five of them from outside, and the one with more...

Fang Shanshui picked it up from the six small mirrors.

Xiong Xinman and the others surrounded him. Xiong Aiguo was especially curious. He bent down to look at the mirror in Fang Shanshui's hand. At first, he didn't see anything. After looking at it, he suddenly found a black lacquer in front of the mirror. The figure seemed to want to run out of the mirror, and was startled immediately, and quickly backed away without looking any further.

Xiong Jianjun asked more sensitively: "Did you catch one more? Master, you won't catch my parents, right?"

"It should have possessed your son just now. It is probably forced by the evil spirit to divert his attention. Because he is related to you, it is easier to get out of the binding formation."

Fang Shanshui picked out a small mirror, turned it upside down by the grave, and then turned it upside down. Xiong Jianjun vaguely saw something flashing by in the mirror, but he didn't see what it was, but suddenly his eyes turned red, There is an inexplicable feeling that it seems to be his mother.

Fang Shansai held the remaining five wandering ghosts in the mirrors in his hand. None of these ghosts were kind, not to mention that the female ghost in red was obviously a fierce ghost, and the others were not easy to mess with. They might have stains on their hands. Human life is even more fierce.

Fang Shanshui looked at Xiong Jianjun: "What are you going to do with these ghosts?"

Xiong Aiguo, who was poking Yan Ming'an and wanted to wake him up, listened: "Master, my sister-in-law said that they killed my eldest nephew, and they must pay for their lives. Just kill them."

Xiong Xinman: "If the ghost dies, wouldn't the soul fly away? Isn't it too..."

Xiong Jianjun also felt inappropriate: "Master, can you ask them if they did it, how did they kill my son, and why did they kill him?"

Fang Shanshui thought for a while, nodded, and then hooked a circle with a red string on the ground. The circle is not big, and it can probably fit a washbasin. On that piece of paper, a word of sincerity in Yunzhuan was quickly written.

Seeing Fang Shanshui busy, the Xiong family squatted down and surrounded the red paper.

Fang Shanshui lifted the five small mirrors to the red circle, shook them up and down, and dumped all five ghosts into them.

The Xiong family looked puzzled, as if they didn't feel anything, but at this moment, the word "Cheng" on the red paper disappeared, and several water marks appeared on the paper.

Fang Shanshui said to the Xiong family: "Ask yourself, they can only tell the truth now."

The Xiong family immediately looked at each other.

"Let me ask." Xiong Aiguo preemptively said to a piece of paper with a vicious look on his face, "Tell me, did you kill my eldest nephew? How is my eldest nephew here now? Are you bullying him?" ?"

The red paper seemed to be shaken by the wind, and after a while, a word 'yes' appeared on it, as if it was wet with water marks.

Xiong Xinman's heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look at his grandfather, who had red eyes and raised his head.

Xiong Jianshu on the side was also stunned, and reached out to support his father's shoulder.

Xiong Aiguo was so angry that he cursed: "Grandson Gui, why don't you attack us two old ones, but you want to attack the young one, he is only under 50 years old!"

A few more words appeared on the red paper one after another, 'kill', 'catch' and 'kill'.

Xiong Aiguo pointed to the paper and asked, "What does this mean?"

Fang Shanshui listened to the murmurs in his ears, and said to Xiong Aiguo: "You said you wanted to kill them by the grave, they heard it. They probably realized that even if you couldn't drive them away for a while, they were still in your ancestral grave I didn't want to stay for long, and I didn't want to go back to be a lonely ghost, so I attacked your family. After killing your family members, they have found a substitute, and they can take advantage of your opportunity to reincarnate earlier. Don't worry about a shelter anymore."

Xiong Aiguo's face turned pale when he heard that.

Xiong Jianjun also aged a lot in an instant.

It is really easy to ask God to send God away.

Inviting ghosts is even more terrifying, although this is not specially invited.

Both Xiong Aiguo and Xiong Jianjun are very regretful now, but they are also a little fortunate. If they hadn't invited the right people to come and see them in time, they might not know what happened until their families were all dead.

Xiong Xinman didn't quite understand: "Master, how did they kill my uncle? A few ghosts can kill people easily? That's too scary."

Fang Shanshui explained: "Ordinary ghosts can only affect people's mental state. Those whose souls are more floating and whose minds are not strong or weak are easy to be affected. Your family's horoscope is relatively heavy. It's not a special case, but it won't hurt Yours. But they are in your ancestral grave, they can use this to change the aura of your ancestral grave, and indirectly affect your mental state and physical health, so that if you have an accident, you will also feel that you are your own problem."

Xiong Xinman seemed to understand a little bit, but he was still a little confused. He looked at the two grandfathers and uncles, and then at Fang Shanshui: "Then what should we do now?"

Fang Shanshui thought for a while and said, "Since it's confirmed that they were the ones who did the harm, I'll send them to the underworld and explain how they did the harm."

The members of the Xiong family couldn't disagree, they nodded quickly, and Xiong Aiguo said: "It's too cheap for them to die, and if they enter the underworld, they might go to the eighteenth floor of hell, okay!"