Zhang Qian was shocked and scared!

He's not the one who's afraid to do it.

Surprised, I don't know who put this altar in!

I'm afraid that if he doesn't come down to take a look, I'm afraid that tomorrow morning, it will be his parents' corpses lying on the bed!

Feeling out the book mirror in the green sac, Zhang Qian muttered a few decisions in a low voice.

The bronze mirror let out a cicada chirping, and on the bed, the souls of his parents swayed and fell asleep.

Zhang Qian walked to the side of the bed at this time, the crack in his parents' Yintang was already very deep, the two fires on his shoulders were crumbling, and the life lamp above his head was close to running out of oil.

This is not the same as the situation of the prince.

The prince is not about to end his life, but because he was murdered.

And my parents have been stolen by the long-term use of the altar, and there is not much left of their life.

Zhang Qian took a deep breath and took out the incense that was wrapped in paper yesterday.

It was as if it was soaked in blood.

At that time, after Zhang Qian found out that this altar was stealing longevity, he immediately snatched back a part of Yangshou and kept it in incense.

Thinking about it, I just waited for my father to come back and return Yangshou to them.

In the evening I drank again, and for a moment I was groggy and ignored the matter.

Zhang Qian lit the red incense, and suddenly, two streams of white gas floated out of the incense and slowly fell into the mouths and noses of Zhang Mei and Zhang Guodong.

The depression of the Yintang is recovering rapidly.

At the same time, Zhang Qian grabbed the white incense on the incense burner with one hand and twisted it from the bottom to the top!

Suddenly, a bright red like blood appeared from the root of the white incense.

"Stealing Shou, you're looking for the wrong person!"

Zhang Qian let out a low roar, although his voice was not very suppressive, but it gave people a feeling of heart palpitations that shook the soul.

After all, he is the little Zhang Tianshi who inherited the Qing Capsule Heavenly Calculation, how can he be a general unknown?!

In the end, the white fragrance and red were transparent, and the white gas came out directly without even igniting it.

About half an hour later, both sticks of red incense were burned out.

On the bed, the faces of my parents returned to normal, the life lamp above my head was thriving, and the two yang lamps on my shoulders were also very bright.

Even, they seem to be a little younger.

This is Zhang Gan who smoked more yang longevity, and used the altar to snatch the life span of the person who stole his longevity.

With a long breath, Zhang Qian took out two more pieces of rune paper, bit his middle finger, and drew two runes on them.

"The epicenter of the mountain, the water Xun golden fire." With a low mutter, the rune paper fell on top of the parents' heads and slowly disappeared.

These are two talismans, and if there is a bad man who is proficient in the art of feng shui and calculates his parents, he will be counterattacked.

Unless, his Taoism is better than Zhang Qian.

Otherwise, nothing will benefit.

After doing this, Zhang Qian wrapped the altar in cloth and prepared to take it out of Zhiluo Street at dawn.

Outside, there was a sound of tiptoeing.

Zhang Qian squinted his eyes slightly, looked sideways at the door, and a black shadow seemed to flash away.

He chased after him with great speed.

The hallway was empty.

Zhang Qian went downstairs to look for it again, and the doors and windows on the first floor were tightly closed.

In this new small western-style building, there are no other evil things.

When he returned to the second floor and passed by Yueyue's room, his footsteps stopped for a moment.

He opened the door with his hand, and there was a man lying on the bed.

Zhang Qian was silent for a long time before returning to the room on the third floor.

He closed the door with his backhand, and the altar wrapped in cloth was placed on the head of the bed.

That's when he noticed something was wrong.

When he woke up, it was three o'clock in the morning, and when he went to bed after drinking, it was no more than ten o'clock at most.

In the middle of the night, Yueyue was in his room and wanted to wash his clothes?

And when she went downstairs just now, there was no light at all, and there was no sound, Yueyue was not in the room, where did she go?

The altar was invited back from the temple.

She said sorry as she walked out of his room, she knew what was going on.

Who put the new altar?

Is it still her?!

For a while, Zhang Qian's thoughts were complicated, and he had already begun to suspect that Yueyue had something wrong.

But he didn't want Yueyue to really have a problem!

After all, she is the adopted daughter of her parents for twelve years, if she harms them.

I'm afraid it will break my parents' liver and intestines.

In the second half of the night, Zhang Qian stared at him for a while.

When I woke up, the sun was shining into the room.

I smelled the aroma of porridge between my noses, and the sound of gurgling and hunger sounded at the same time.

After washing his face, Zhang Qian walked out of the door.

On the table on the first floor, there is a large bowl of white porridge, as well as two fried dough sticks, a plate of fried ghosts, and a tea egg.

Zhang Mei is cleaning.

Her body is also much, much better than yesterday! At least when you walk and pick up something, you don't tremble anymore, as if you are going to fall down at any moment!

Zhang Qian was a lot happy in his heart, although his parents suffered a lot of burns, but if they hadn't been stolen, their bones would still be healthy.

"Xiao Qian, hurry up and eat, the porridge is almost cold!" Zhang Meixi smiled and shouted at Zhang Qian.

"Hey, good!"

Zhang Qian sat down, took a big sip of porridge, and said while eating fritters, "What about Dad and Yueyue?" "Your dad went to work, he had to sweep the floor at five o'clock, Yueyue also went to the health station, they were very busy." Zhang Qian didn't say a word about last night's incident, and after quickly drinking the porridge and eating other things, he also stood up.

"Mom, I'm going to run some errands today, and I'll probably come back in the evening. Don't worry. ”

Obviously, Zhang Mei was a little reluctant in her eyes, but she still smiled and nodded: "Go, go, go to work!" ”

As soon as I walked out of the small western-style building, a black business car drove by the side of the road.

The window slid down, and Li Dong's courteous face was revealed: "Mr. Zhang, the prince asked me to be your driver." ”

Zhang Qian shook his head and smiled: "The reward has been taken, and there is no merit in vain, go back and tell the prince that this is the rules of the feng shui master." ”

After saying that, he walked in one direction on his own.

Li Dong paused for a while before he muttered: "There are really many rules for fortune telling." Fortunately, the prince has been prepared! ”

He got out of the car, took down a large bag of gifts from the co-pilot, and walked towards the yard with a courteous smile on his face.

"Lai...... Aunt Zhang! The prince asked me to give a gift! ”

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Outside the Du family's old house.

Zhang Qian's brows furrowed and he stood on the side of the steps.

Under the eaves of the old house, two lanterns of white relatives are hung.

There were a lot of white candles lit on the ground, all of which were almost burned, and a lot of black paper ashes.

The door was closed, but a whimpering cry could be heard inside.

His voice seemed to be hoarse......

Zhang Qian took a deep breath and reached out to clasp the door.

But at that moment, the crying stopped.

There was a buzzing vibrating sound from the phone.

Zhang Qian took it out and saw that it was a message sent to him by the cuckoo!

"Little brother, I'll wait for you at school."