Chapter 69: Sores on the top of the head, dark clouds cover the top
Cao Xiong was shocked when he heard this, and asked with his eyebrows:
"Eighteen, how are you going to destroy it?"
"The bones were broken and ashes were still burned into ashes in the human oil fire tank, and then sprinkled into the groundwater, rushed out of this underground cave, and buried Sima Zhongda between heaven and earth. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”
Liu Eighteen sneered nonchalantly.
After speaking, Liu Shibai stared intently at Cao Xiong, whose complexion had changed greatly, and Li Ergou and his wife, who were silent.
He took in the expressions of the three of them at the moment, Cao Xiong was a little hesitant and unbearable, while Li Ergou and his wife were indifferent, as if you had the final say.
"Okay, that's it! The ancestor of the Sima family did the first year of junior high school, and don't blame my Cao family for being the fifteenth. ”
Cao Xiong sneered viciously.
Old man Cao Xiong is very good at observing words and feelings, he doesn't dare to oppose any opinions of Liu Shibai, he knows that Li Ergou and his wife are not here for decoration......
After laughing, Liu Shibai casually stuffed the wooden box into his backpack, pretended not to care, and glanced at Lao Hei, who was still squatting by the mass grave and kept circling.
Is Old Black a little weird?
It is estimated that beneath the countless black dry bones of the mass grave, what else is surprising?
But at this moment, there is no time to investigate this gloomy underground cave, and the matter above Liujiatun must be resolved.
It's really not good, Liu 18 has to make a choice......
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The four of them returned to the side of the mountain stream with difficulty, and Li Ergou once again carried Lao Hei on his back, and Cuihua Finally, Liu Eighteen and Cao Xiong climbed in the middle, and smoothly returned to the original tomb of Cao Cao.
After returning to the tomb, Liu 18 gestured to Cao Xiong and Li Ergou, and the two nodded.
With the help of Li Ergou, Cao Xiong unloaded the suspected Sima Yi's bones leaning against the corner from the rusty armor.
Then, throw the dry bones directly into the fire trough......
At this time, a gust of wind blew from nowhere in the tomb, and the blue flames were blowing......
Cuihua looked around in fright, hugged Li Ergou tightly and asked, "Old man, why do you say it's so infiltrating?"
"Huh!"
Li Ergou smiled stupidly, and under the reflection of the firelight, he showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, glanced at Liu Shiba, gritted his teeth and said:
"My dad told me that this is called retribution...... Maybe this yin wind is the unwilling roar of the yin spirit. ”
Liu Shibai glanced at Cao Xiong, whose face was distorted, and asked softly:
"Lao Cao, what should you do if you said that the seventeen corpses behind this are the seventeen corpses that put the eighteen consecutive Yin Yang Soul Snatching Arrays?"
Cao Xiong was stunned when he heard this, then reacted, took a step back slightly, and said:
"This is the place guarded by the Liu family, no one thought that when June 1st hid here and left a legacy, you can do whatever you say, and the old man will listen to you. ”
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At the moment when Sima Yi's bones were burned to ashes, Sima Chuiyun, who was standing at the mouth of the mountain road, staggered back three steps, his face pale, as if he was suffering from a sudden illness.
It's as if a person has been suddenly drained of his essence and spirit, and his vitality has been injured.
Sima Chuiyun's face turned pale, and he sat down slowly with a big bluestone tremblingly, and said to himself in disbelief:
"What's going on? Suddenly dizzy, do you have high blood pressure? I'm only thirty-eight years old......"
Tang Wencan, who had been silently following Sima Chuiyun's side, asked curiously at this time:
"Director Sima, are you uncomfortable? Do you want to go back first? Leave it to Team Chen here, no problem?"
How can you go back with the wealth you have?
Sima Chuiyun took a breath, waved his hand and said:
"I'm fine, but my chest is a little stuffy and my head is dizzy......"
"Quack ......"
Before Sima Chuiyun finished speaking, several black crows flew over everyone's heads.
"Smack......
Immediately afterwards, three crow droppings with green in white were directly pulled on the top of Sima Chuiyun's head, face, and shoulders......
Sima Chuiyun howled miserably and almost fainted!
Could this be that the roof leak happened to rain overnight?
Sores on the top of the head, unlucky?
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At the same time, on the highway from Xuchang to Ziyun Town, a Hongqi car was driving.
There is a very powerful man with a stern face, his eyebrows tightly twisted, this man is called Sima Junjie, he is Sima Chuiyun's Laozi, and he is also the number one in the province.
Sima Junjie has a close friend, a master of fortune cultivation, and his attainments are extraordinary.
Just a few hours ago, this friend used strange means to detect that Sima Junjie was about to have bad luck in the near future, and his luck was swept to the end, so he avoided going out......
Thinking that his dumb son had already gone to Shiding Peak of Ziyun Mountain according to his instructions to find something for him, Sima Junjie panicked.
Could it be that today's bad luck should be on the son of Ziyun Mountain?
In the confusion of thoughts, Sima Junjie suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and turned pale, so he hurriedly rolled down the window and breathed heavily.
Before he could catch his breath, a mouthful of blood spurted out......
Sima Junjie was terrified, with deep fear in his eyes, and muttered in a low voice:
"Who is it? Who found the ancestral tomb of the Sima family? The bones of the ancestors must be destroyed, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a powerful luck backlash. ”
Holding back his breath, Sima Junjie stared deeply at the clearly visible nine mountains and eighteen peaks of Ziyun Mountain, and said:
"Could it be that the legend is true? The bones of the Sima family are in this Ziyun Mountain? Who is ......it?"
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In the underground burial chamber, Liu Shibai looked at Cao Xiong with clear eyes, and then turned his head to look at Li Ergou and his wife, who were also gray-haired.
"Uncle Ergou, what do you say about the seventeen corpses?"
Liu Eighteen asked lightly.
Li Ergou was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and Cuihua pinched the soft flesh on his waist.
"Ouch, you old, what are you doing pinching me?"
Li Ergou rolled his eyes and was furious.
Then Li Ergou turned his head, his eyes flashed, and he smiled:
"Eighteen, no, little master, your grandfather, that is, my ancestor, must have an explanation, such as moving graves or something?"
When Liu Shibai heard this, his eyes froze, he smiled slightly, and then looked at Cao Xiong, who was silent.
"That's it, the feng shui array here is a little weird, and I can't see through it.
Those bones are also pitiful, and speaking of which, they are also my predecessors in the Golden Gate, so I think they will all be kept. ”
Liu 18 explained unhurriedly.
After speaking, he took out a glass bottle from his body, handed it to Cao Xiong lightly, and said with a smile in his eyes:
"Lao Cao, I don't know if you have any descendants, but this tomb is indeed an excellent feng shui treasure among the nine mountains and eighteen peaks of Ziyun Mountain, five lakes and one river.
The area here is too large, and the exact situation will need to be carefully investigated in the future.
According to my estimate, this is probably part of an extremely amazing Feng Shui array, and I can't get the full picture of it.
Now I decide, Lao Cao, you leave a little blood, cut some hair and nails and put them in a bottle, and then squeeze some essence blood, and bury it deep under the long case where Sima Zhongda was sitting just now, and leave a good fate and thoughts for the descendants of your Cao family!"
Cao Xiong held the bottle, two teardrops rolling in his eyes, he didn't know what to say.
I want him Cao Xiong to apprentice Liu Sixteen's hob meat, what is the picture? Isn't it today?
Isn't it just a picture of recognizing one's ancestors and returning to the burial place of one's ancestors?
(End of chapter)