"I looked at your house before, but now I have to make it clear that there are dozens of houses in front of your house, one by one, row by row, orderly, all the way through the middle, and although your house is big, the gate is facing the most spacious village avenue in the village, unobstructed, and at the end of the village avenue, it is your ancestral grave, and the yin qi is approaching, this is why the big trees in front of the door are all ruined, not to mention the people who live inside. The house is high and the wall is upright, but the house is low and small next to the wall, and there are high walls in the courtyard, which will block the sunlight that is difficult to reach, which is why in the daytime, but feel the cool breeze, the shade is good in the summer, but can not accept the shade of the yang, in the long run, it will only make people weak and sick. And the house is even more taboo, you are in the front of the east in the main house, but your boy lives in the back of your house, not only wrong the order of the young and old, but also the little yang energy left. That's probably part of the reason why your kid is so sickly. The old man pointed to this place and talked slowly.

"Yes, Master, you are right, and the gentlemen who invited me before have also said that it is not as good as what you said." At this moment, Lao Zhang is very sure of this master's words and deeds.

"In general, it is easy to cure just by provoking the immortal family, but it can be troubled after so many years, and it is difficult to treat; The feng shui of the house alone is not good, you can put some magic weapons, lick the bricks and tiles, and it is easy to treat, but the mistake is that the whole house is a murderous house and difficult to treat. "The old man was almost powerless to cover the coffin, and even got up to leave.

But Lao Zhang suddenly knelt in front of the old master who got up, grabbed the master's wide robe and coat and wiped away his tears.

"Master, isn't the cultivation of our cultivation just for the sake of hanging pots to help the world? Save my boy, I will agree to whatever you say, and I will listen to you. Lao Zhang said while crying.

"Master, you can do it, help me." Jiang Yao listened carefully to the words of his master, what happened to this family seemed to be somewhat similar to his own family, and he couldn't bear to feel the same way, so he stepped forward to persuade this kind-faced old man. Seeing Jiang Yao stepping forward, the two apprentices also pleaded with Shan Hang.

"Alas, I can only do my best, and as a result, you can't spread the word to people, and ruin my reputation for many years." Of course, the old man doesn't care so much about reputation, but this old man is really honest and cunning, which makes people have to talk ugly in front of him.

"Master, thank you, thank you." Lao Zhang stood up and bowed three times in a row.

"I'll go in first to see what's going on, and no one should come in and disturb me anyway." The old man left a word and walked away.

As soon as the wooden door was closed, it was quiet as if there was no one inside. Shan Hang couldn't stand for a long time outside, Jiang Yao helped him sit on the stone seat in the courtyard, thinking that Lao Zhang would pour a glass of water for the two people who looked weak, but he drank it himself.

Jiang Yao's eyes were full of contempt when he saw this scene: this kind of person really has no conscience, he looks like a poor person who must hate the old face, and he is not much better at doing things.

Although he was a guest, Jiang Yao still took the kettle placed next to him and poured a glass of water for Shan Hang.

"Master, how is it? How's my kid? As soon as he saw the old man come out, Lao Zhang greeted him.

"I took a general look at his illness, it is indeed a fairy family, yes, I guessed that it provoked a snake fairy." The old man asked.

Snake Fairy. Jiang Yao's heart was full of feelings when he heard this, his father Jiang Guangming used to be a snake fairy, so he would be weak for many years.

"Yes, the previous gentlemen also said that they provoked the snake fairy." Lao Zhang drooped his face again.

"But how did you get into trouble for no reason?" The old man is still asking.

"It was watering the ground that night, when I drove the tractor to the field, it was too dark, and the whole road was blocked by a black thing, I thought it was a stick and drove it directly, who knew that the wheel was pressed, and the screams like people rang out, I got out of the car and flashlight, it was a big snake as thick as a pure black bowl mouth was wriggling, and it didn't take long for a while to lose its breath, I was in a hurry to go to the field, and I drove over." Lao Zhang said with horror, as if the scene of the year was close at hand.

"A kid went crazy at night, and it turned out that you didn't do things authentically first." The old man didn't look at the good father in front of him at the moment, but said slowly.

"What then?" Lao Zhang still asked with a cheeky face.

"In addition to the upper body of this immortal family and the unrest of the house, I'm afraid you have other things that you haven't said clearly. If you want me to help you, how can you keep me chasing you? And there's something to hide. But there's no need, these two points alone will make it difficult for your kid to live. The old man sat on the stone seat in the courtyard, drinking tea and talking slowly, compared to the previous anxiety of saving people, but at the moment he was extremely leisurely.

But Lao Zhang, who was standing on the side, was even more embarrassed, rubbing his hands back and forth, and the words were about to come out and stop.

"Okay, Ling Fei, Ling Hua, let's go send this little brother." As he spoke, the old man got up and walked towards me, but Lao Zhang still stopped in place.

"Master, help me." Just as my group was about to leave, the wooden door was gently pushed open, and the grinding sound of old wood made the whole dilapidated compound particularly noisy.

And what caught everyone's eyes was that this Zhang family kid was even more worrying than the old wooden door, although it was Lao Zhang's son, but it was only a few years older Jiang Yao Shan Hang, the face was like white paper with heavy dark circles on his face, seeing him at first glance, Jiang Dan and the two were far more surprised than the three experienced masters and apprentices and thought that it was a little ghost running from the underworld.

"Ugh." Although the old master also glanced at the weak young man in surprise, he still shook his head and motioned for everyone to leave.

"Master, we're just leaving? Really don't care about them anymore? As soon as she went out, the woman known as Ling Hua asked the master who was silent curiously, which obviously showed that it was not the character of this master to see death and not save him.

"Actually, this kid from the Zhang family woke up when I entered the house, and he told him about his family's affairs, I won't let it go like this, but there are some things that have to be hidden from Lao Zhang." The old master said and glanced at Jiang Yao Shan Hang on the side, of course Jiang Yao understood that this was explaining his own approach.

Jiang Yao didn't say much, and followed the old master all the way to this cemetery. I've seen a lot of demons and monsters, and I'm particularly resistant to the cemetery.

"Isn't Master going to send us back? How did you get here? Jiang Yao asked puzzled.

"Young man, you two have come far enough, let's finish the errand with the old man first." The old man said with a kind smile.

"Okay, just if you need anything, grandpa, you can speak, and I can help you out."

"Didn't you just say that the boy of the Zhang family told me something, and he said that there might be a problem with his cemetery." The old man was alone, looking at the graveyards, looking at them carefully, and finally stopped in front of a large cemetery.

Jiang Yao saw that this large area of graves was dense, and it was expected to be an ancestral tomb, and these dozens of low tombs could also see that this family was prosperous, at least it was a large population and a large family.

"Look at the feng shui of this tomb, the pine trees are planted on the side of the grave, the grave is filled with soil and the grave is low, it seems that this big family is slowly going down and there is no successor." The old man shook his head.

When a few people heard this, sure enough, there was not a single living tree in this huge cemetery, and of course the cemetery was not alive. Each grave is almost full of potholes, and most of them have a cave the size of a human head around them.

"Master, what's going on?" Ling Fei asked on the side.

"This is the ancestral tomb of the Zhang family. Xiao Zhang told me in the house that he always dreamed that he was dead, and that his grave was leaking holes, and that he would not be at peace when he died. And Lao Zhang refused to add soil to the ancestral grave to burn paper. ”

"Filial piety comes first, and if you can't even take care of your ancestral grave, how can your own family be safe?" Jiang Yao has long had an opinion on Lao Zhang, and at this moment, he feels that the old man Zhang in his feelings is a bastard.

"Maybe Lao Zhang also has a secret, little brother, you and my two apprentices can help, let's go and fill in all the holes in this grave first." Jiang Yao and the three of them didn't have tools, but they still picked up a handful of soil, and the old man actually looked at Shan Hang's injuries on the side.

Several people worked together, spent half an hour filling the soil, and then returned to the master's side, Shan Hang was also in good spirits.

"Thank you so much, Master." When Jiang Yao saw that his brother was fine, he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.

"Little brother, you go back and report to your family first, come out for so long, don't let people wait." The old master said to Shan Hang.

"Okay, Yaozi, let's go back first, and then go back to the master to thank you." Shan Hang pulled Jiang Yao up and thanked his master, and he was about to leave.

"He's got something to do, you can go back first." The old master did not have Jiang Yao's consent, and he did not allow Jiang Yao to open his mouth to advocate for Jiang Yao.

"Well, Shan Hang, you go back first, tell Ah Zhen Ankang that they don't worry, I'll go back later." Jiang Yao said in accordance with the teacher's meaning.

After filling in the grave, while walking, Ling Fei told Shan Hang the way back. Walking out of the cemetery, Shan Hang left everyone alone.

"You don't have to worry, I calculated a hexagram for him, he is not in any danger along the way, it is good for him to go back early." The old master saw Jiang Yao's worry and said.

"Then what are we doing now, Master?" Jiang Yao asked.

"Go back to Lao Zhang's house." The old man said.