Zhang Hong looked at me, and then at the badly damaged BMW in front of him, and his heart was bleeding.

He was the owner of a small company, he wanted to climb up, and he did something shady about it, and now he knew that retribution was coming, so he came and asked me to help him touch his bones.

I snorted, I'm very picky about my customers, and I'm still a man.

Hu Jiali was very anxious, and after negotiating with the police/prosecutors, they towed the car away, so they left Zhang Hong and got into my Mazda car for door-to-door service and after-sales service to the cemetery.

On the outskirts of Jiang City.

This side is mountainous, the mountain is not high, but the scenery is beautiful at a glance, and the peaks and peaks are stacked.

Hu Jiali took me to the place where her relatives were buried.

The one who was buried was Hu Jiali's second master, and his status in the Hu family was also quite high.

Halfway up the mountain, facing north, there is a small river that winds in the distance, which is really good in terms of feng shui, but there are still problems here.

The physiognomy master not only shows people faces, but also divides the heavenly phase and the earth phase, that is, feng shui yin and yang, so I also understand feng shui.

Five generations of our old Chen family are physiognomy masters, my dad disappeared inexplicably when I was very young, and my grandfather passed this "Secret Record of Heaven and Earth and God" to me, so that I could continue the light.

I grabbed a handful of dirt and smelled it, it was black and loose, and the soil was damp with a hint of sourness, which was strange.

"Call all your relatives, you can't bury people here. I said.

Hu Jiali believed my words and immediately called her relatives, but she was scolded.

According to them, the deceased has already been buried, and it would be disrespectful to the deceased to dig it up, and maybe it would cause trouble for the family.

Hu Jiali asked me, "Master Chen, why can't you bury people here?"

"There's a problem down there, it's hard to say yet, I need to look at the dirt inside to know, and you're not alone in trouble. I said.

Hu Jiali was anxious when she heard this, because there was still her father inside.

"Then Master Chen, you go back with me now, my dad was also there yesterday, and he went to the grave. Hu Jiali was eager.

"Call them to come by themselves, they don't know anything about this here, and it's useless to go back. I said.

Hu Jiali believed me very much, so she could only make up a lie, saying that people had already been called to raise soil here, and they hurriedly rushed to this side.

Hu Jiali's family is wealthy, and I can earn a lot of money if I get this done, and my Mazda should be replaced.

An hour later, six or seven people from the Hu family came, followed by a feng shui gentleman.

Hu Jiali directly told her father Hu Yi that she wanted to lift the soil and move the grave.

How could they have agreed to move the grave after only one day of burial?

Mr. Feng Shui was the first to refuse, if he really moved the grave, he was slapping himself in the face, and the feng shui here is excellent, where did the question come from.

Mr. Feng Shui is in his forties, I know him, his name is Song Zhixue, known as Song Banxian, he is on the side of Erxian Bridge like me, his fame is great, I heard that the appearance fee is 5,000.

He didn't recognize me as Chen Baoguo's grandson, and I was a peer with him, and Chen Banxian felt that I was here to steal business with him.

Crucially, he used to hurt my grandfather.

That time, my grandfather's leg was disabled and he couldn't deal with Song Zhixue, so my grandfather drove to the west.

This time, how can I spare him so easily!

"Mr. Hu, this person is very obscene in Erxian Bridge to show women, this time it is estimated that he is eyeing your daughter. Song Zhixue said.

"Song Banxian, you can't talk nonsense. "Hu Jiali is defending me.

"Who is talking nonsense? This kid won't talk to us about one or two things today, and it's not over. ”

Song Zhixue felt that I was here to find him, this matter was going to be really yellow, how could he mix in Erxian Bridge in the future, but he was still quite confident in his feng shui skills.

"Song Banxian, do you dare to bet?" I provoked him, the more fierce he was, the worse he lost, and frustrated his spirit.

"Fucking afraid of you, what are you bet on?" Song Zhixue immediately agreed.

I smiled: "Bet on your location at the Erxian Bridge, and if you lose, you will vacate the land." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present laughed, and they all said that I am a young man in his twenties, what ability can I dare to argue with the famous Song Banxian of Erxian Bridge, it is too arrogant.

Where could Song Zhixue withstand such a provocation, and immediately agreed, but he wanted to see what I was capable of?

He only knows that I am a physiognomy master, where do I know what feng shui, and if I lose, I will not only see that I am embarrassed, but also let me compensate him for his mental damages.

Hu Yi came to me and asked me in disbelief: "You just said that the grave was moved, why is this?"

"There's something down there. I said.

I grabbed a handful of damp and loose black dirt from the ground next to me, saying that it was dead soil and not suitable for burial. The so-called dead land is also called wasteland, and usually there are no mosquitoes in this kind of place.

"Then tell me what else is down there besides the dead soil you mentioned?" Hu Yi asked me.

There is only one answer, and that is to lift the earth, and the grave must be moved before sunset today, otherwise there will be murder!

Except for Hu Jiali, no one in the group could believe it, and besides, the relocation of the grave was a big offense to the deceased, violated morality, and refused to say anything.

However, seeing what I said was amazing, and Hu Jiali said on the side, Hu Yi finally decided to move the grave.

Of course Song Zhixue quit, this cemetery was personally selected by him, and if he really moved the grave, the reputation would be over!

"Mr. Hu, you can think about it carefully, don't get into trouble!" Song Zhixue said.

Hearing Song Zhixue say this, Hu Yi fell into contemplation again.

Hu Yi has the right to decide here, and he comes and goes, but it is approaching evening.

I didn't bother to talk to them, so I went down the mountain and sat in the car, and I fell asleep unconsciously.

I had a dream in which I was pressed under a large black piece of wood, and I couldn't breathe, and my chest ached.

Tired, tired all over, sweating profusely on my forehead.

This dream struck me as unusual, like kidney failure.

Damn, can you lose your kidneys in a dream? Apparently not, but I don't have the energy to think about it now.

When I woke up, it was completely dark, there was no light in the mountains and forests, and I could only see the bustling scene of Jiangshi in the distance.

The gang hasn't come down yet?

When I got out of the car, I realized that there was an extra pickup truck here, and I looked halfway up the mountain, and there were lights over there.

Moving graves overnight, how dare you!

I was in a hurry, and rushed halfway up the mountain in three steps and two steps.

Sure enough, four natives came, and the natives specialized in the tomb business, digging graves, repairing tombs, and moving graves were all their jobs.

The grave had been dug up, revealing a pitch-black coffin inside, and the moonlight shone on the coffin, which looked very terrifying.

If the tomb is opened at night and the moonlight shines directly, there will be disaster!

Song Banxian arranged a formation around the tomb, which looked quite presentable.

The four natives dug up all the backfilled black soil and carried the coffin out, Hu Yi asked the four natives to transport the coffin back first, according to Song Banxian's words, it is not suitable to find a new cemetery today, and he will find it tomorrow.

This guy finally compromised, his face was lost, and this matter would spread soon, and his reputation as Song Banxian was estimated to be half.

It's not good for me to hear it, it's a big no-no to get the coffin back!

I hurriedly stopped them, but they didn't listen, and just then, a creepy sound came from the grave!

The horror was quiet, but everyone heard it.

Several other members of the Hu family were so frightened that their faces turned white, and under the moonlight, they were even more terrible.

Everyone listened carefully, but the voice was gone, and there was a dead silence all around!

"Song Banxian, what was that voice just now?" someone asked.

Song Zhi has been a feng shui master for decades, and he has never seen any strong winds and waves, but this time he was really scared.

He just helps people look at feng shui and give them pointers, and to do this, you must first have a mouth that can talk, and you can bluff people by saying two words, which is his way of making money.

"There's something down there, everyone get out of here. Song Zhixue said busily.

As soon as everyone heard this, they were about to leave, I stopped Song Banxian, whoever left lost, Song Banxian immediately changed his words, saying that according to my meaning, look at what he means to see what I do, I can't wait to see me embarrassed.

All that was dug out of the grave was dead soil, and the whole grave was filled with a sour smell.

I stood in front of the grave, flashlight shining inside, and I was shocked.

There was a dark thing under the loose black soil under the grave, I picked up the shovel next to me and pulled it a few times, and I heard the sound of wood, black wood!

"Master Chen, what is that?" Hu Jiali asked me.

I glanced at her, and my heart was galloping, I grass, this girl has made me miserable.

The dream I had was pressed by this big black log, and it was a typical evil spirit, and it was entangled in something.

It can be said that as long as anyone who has been to the cemetery has been recruited!

"It's a dome with a tomb underneath. I said to Hu Jiali.

Hu Jiali was shocked, she also understands some things, building tombs on other people's graves and burying the dead, morally speaking, it is disrespectful, Feng Shui is anti-murder, rushing, and a room of people is unlucky.

"Song Banxian, how do you explain this?" Hu Jiali said.

Song Zhixue was speechless for a while, feng shui is really good, but he doesn't know how to look at the earth, he doesn't know the difference between soil, he mistakes dead soil for black sand, and he doesn't know that there is a tomb underneath.

It's like someone building another house on the roof of your house, and it's good to press you!

"Xiangshi Chen, what should I do now?" Hu Yi believed my words and asked me.

"Still, tell the natives to come and open the tomb below. I said.

The wood weighed down on me, and I was still very weak, and I sweated when I moved my forehead, and I had to open the grave, but I wanted to see what was inside.

Hu Yi wanted to greet the four natives, but when he looked back, the four were gone!

Everyone panicked, what about people?

At this moment, the sound of a car starting was heard on the road down the mountain, and the four people got into the pickup truck and turned around and drove towards the city.

The incident happened suddenly, and everyone did not react.

"I didn't tell them to leave, what's going on?" Hu Yi was stunned, and an ominous premonition struck.

"Oh no, it's evil. "My face changed.

I turned to Song Zhixue and said, "Song Banxian, you are so self-conscious. ”

Song Banxian knew what I meant, and he reaped the consequences.