Chapter 9: The Stone Lion Sheds Tears

Uncle Jia led the way, led Jiang Li, and took a dozen people to the ancestral grave of the Jia family.

After walking for about half an hour, the group arrived at the ancestral grave.

When he arrived at the ancestral tomb, Jiang Li found that it was similar to what he had guessed.

The ancestral tomb of the Jia family was built completely according to the words of the Taiyiguan patriarch, and it is indeed a good place.

At the entrance of the ancestral tomb, two yin-yang stone lions are guarded, and from the outside, there seems to be no problem.

However, Jiang Li saw at a glance that Shishi was unusual.

"Mr. Jia, look at the difference between Shishi. Jiang Li suddenly asked.

Third Uncle Jia hurriedly followed Jiang Li's statement and looked at Shishi, he didn't notice anything unusual at first glance, but after a closer look, there was finally something wrong.

"Dao Chief, why do the eyes of this stone lion have water? It is not like dew, if it were dew, it would have dried up long ago. Besides, the weather has been fine for the past two days, and there has been no rain, so it can't be rain, so I don't know where this water comes from?"

Jiang Li grinned, but looked at Third Uncle Jia with a little appreciation.

"Yes, Mr. Jia observed very carefully, it is indeed water, but this is Shishi tears. ”

Third Uncle Jia moved his mouth, not knowing how to interject, mainly because he didn't know what his ancestors had done.

At this time, Jiang Li continued, "This pair of Yin Yang stone lions was originally built according to the requirements of my ancestor, and before leaving, he personally penetrated his own Dao Qi for these two stone lions, so that the stone lions have spirits and can also guard the ancestral tomb of the Jia family. Now someone is wrongdoing to the Jia family, and they actually used the evil method to destroy the stone lion and destroy the feng shui of the entire ancestral tomb. The ancestral tomb he guarded was destroyed, and he was also hit, so Shi Shi shed tears. ”

The stone lion shed tears, and the ancestors dispersed their souls.

The ancestors of the Jia family are afraid that they will be in trouble, and they only hope that it will be too late.

After listening to Jiang Li's explanation, except for Zhao Ting, everyone else nodded one after another, indicating that they understood what Jiang Li meant.

Only Zhao Ting was still, still thinking that Jiang Li was playing tricks, with a look of disdain.

Jiang Li didn't care about Zhao Ting, now that the time has come, the most important thing is to deal with the matter of the Jia family's ancestral grave, and after dealing with it, he can leave.

Third Uncle Jia glared at Zhao Ting, secretly made a note for him, and went to clean him up when the matter was over.

Instead, he humbly asked Jiang Li, "Dao Chief, what should I do now?"

He has been prepared according to Jiang Li's requirements, and he can act at any time, and now he only needs to follow his arrangement.

"Later, I will set up a formation around the ancestral tomb, and when Zhao Ting and I enter the ancestral tomb together, when the stone gate is closed, you will smear the stone gate with black dog blood, and then let the executioner hold the knife he used during the execution, and guard the entrance. In addition, the eleven Rooster people I selected in the morning asked them to surround the outer circle of the ancestral grave and take off their shirts, but they had to turn their backs to the ancestral grave. As for the incense, candles, paper money, and yin and yang water, put them away, and I will use them when I come out. Remember, no matter what movement you hear, those eleven people can't leave half a step, you must remember. ”

In the end, Jiang Li's expression also became serious.

Seeing Jiang Li's expression, Third Uncle Jia knew that things must be a little tricky, and he took Jiang Li's words to heart.

Everything was ready, Jiang Li stood in front of the stone gate at the entrance of the ancestral tomb, and Zhao Ting followed behind him.

Everyone present was on standby, and Zhao Ting was still out of the situation, feeling that Jiang Li was swaggering.

Isn't it just to enter the ancestral grave, wait, when the time comes, he must expose the true face of this charlatan.

At three moments, Jiang Li stood at the stone gate, his hands sealed.

"Jiang Li, the successor of Taiyiguan, in order to solve the cause and effect of the ancestors, specially entered the ancestral tomb of the Jia family, and I hope to forgive me. As soon as the words fell, Jiang Li drew a talisman from the void, "Open!"

The stone door, which required the combined efforts of four or five people to push open, opened directly.

Third Uncle Jia looked at Jiang Li's gaze with more and more respect.

Jiang Li stepped into the stone gate with one foot, and Zhao Ting could only reluctantly enter under the gaze of Third Uncle Jia.

The moment the two entered the stone gate, the stone door closed.

"Quick, do it according to the request of the head of the Jiang Dao, the black dog's blood will be splashed quickly, and the executioner, hurry up. ”

The group was busy outside, so lively.

And Jiang Li and Zhao Ting, who entered the ancestral tomb, were very quiet.

They were now walking through the stone corridor in the ancestral tomb, and had not yet reached the stone chamber where the coffin was stored, but as they got closer, the yin qi became heavier and heavier.

"Hey? I said, did you, a little Taoist priest, come to our ancestral tomb, didn't I show you the way? Why do you seem to know the location better than me, I can't even remember the situation inside. Zhao Ting hugged himself tightly, and his mouth also exhaled some white gas.

It's a really cold place, and the closer you get to the center, the colder it gets.

Jiang Li didn't answer, but quickened his pace and entered.

In desperation, Zhao Ting had no choice but to hold the oil lamp and walk briskly.

"Bump!"

Zhao Ting is not like Jiang Li, who can see in the dark, and after getting close to it, as soon as the light in his hand goes out, he falls.

Jiang Li stopped, took out a lamp from the cloth bag, lit it with Dao Qi, and handed it to Zhao Ting.

"Use this, I've forgotten you're an ordinary person. Jiang Li smiled maliciously and handed the oil lamp in his hand to Zhao Ting.

"You!" is definitely on purpose!

Zhao Ting was annoyed.

It's just that now, he still has to obediently take the oil lamp from Jiang Li's hand, after all, he is also afraid.

It is also very strange to say, after starting this oil lamp, Zhao Ting felt that the cool air around his body had faded a lot, and his body had warmed up.

While they were thinking, the two of them had already walked to a huge stone room.

There were three neat rows of coffins in this stone room, about thirty buttons, all of which were made of fine wood, but in such a gloomy place, there was not the slightest decay.

"Offended. Jiang Li bowed and turned his head to look at Zhao Ting, "You stand back, remember to take good care of the oil lamp that was given to you just now." Now this flame is a normal flame, and later if the flame turns green, then you bite your index finger and the first drop of blood is in the center of your eyebrow. No matter what movement you see, you have to remember that as long as the oil lamp stays in your hand, there is no danger. ”

Zhao Ting was a little flustered now, he always felt that things were a little beyond his cognition.

"I, I know. ”

Although he still didn't want to believe it in his heart, this time, Zhao Ting honestly remembered Jiang Li's words.

Jiang Li's face turned pale, and he took out a piece of rune paper from the cloth bag around his waist and threw it into the coffin.

"Boom!"

The rune paper spontaneously combusted and made a loud noise.

"Lonely souls and wild ghosts, dare to pretend to be the ancestors of the Jia family, and be worshiped by the Jia family, do you really think that we are vegetarians, don't you know that the Jia family belongs to us?

As soon as Jiang Li's words fell, a cold wind suddenly blew in the entire stone room, blowing his robe.

Zhao Ting, who was standing behind, had a white face at the moment, and he clearly felt that black smoke seemed to be floating on the coffin.

Could it be that there really are ghosts in this world?

Looking at the oil lamp in his hand again, sure enough, as Jiang Li said, the oil lamp in his hand had turned into a green light.

The green light at this time, in the stone room, looks particularly weird.