Chapter 8: Hell in the Day

Tong Xiao's assistant Xia Zhengyang, who also looked a little anxious for the protector, rushed over with an arrow step, squatted down to check Tong Ziqi's situation.

The villagers ran a dozen or so paces, and gradually stood still, turning their heads to look back.

Tong Xiao turned around and yelled at me: "Sir, Mr. Lin, what's wrong with my daughter!?" ”

"Don't be afraid, your daughter will be hit by the evil qi and won't die." I rolled my eyes and said lazily.

Your daughter is to blame for not listening to me, leaning on the grave herself, and taking care of my birds?

Xia Zhengyang stood up and bowed to me: "Mr. Lin, please save Miss Tong!" ”

I nodded, walked to the side without hurry, scooped a bowl of water from the bucket I brought, held it in my left hand, and pinched a 'Zhuo Jian Jue' of Qingwumen in my right hand to refer to the sword, and drew it three horizontally and three vertically on the water.

Then, I walked up to Tong Ziqi and recited a mantra: "Go straight to the world, Ziwei has dust at two points." The four major Chinese people support it, and the great cross is all covered. I am in the service of the Taishang Laojun, and I am as anxious as the law! ”

After chanting the mantra, I took a mouthful of water in my mouth and sprayed it on Tong Ziqi's face!

This curse is very effective, and it is specially designed to deal with the evil situation at the scene of the disaster. I have also encountered such a situation when I was mourning people before. The coffin went out here, and there was a bang on the ground there, and a family member of the deceased was poured. That's where the curse comes in handy.

It was really immediate, I squirted out a mouthful of water, and Tong Ziqi was excited, jumping up from the ground like a corpse!

The old boy was taken aback, and one of his buttocks squatted on the ground.

Tong Ziqi's face was covered with water droplets, and some pear blossoms looked like rain, looking at me blankly: "What's the matter?" What just happened? ”

I pointed out with my hand: "If you go farther, there will be nothing." If you don't obey and something goes wrong, I may not be able to save you! ”

Tong Ziqi wiped the water droplets on his face and continued to be in a daze.

Xia Zhengyang hurriedly picked up the old boy and walked away a few steps with the Tong father and daughter.

The villagers who ran away just now seemed to have confidence in me when they saw Tong Ziqi wake up, and gradually walked back and watched from ten steps away.

I looked at the crowd and said, "Stand on the eastern ridge and don't speak, don't make noise, don't be alarmed." ”

Everyone nodded, and stood together on the ridge to the east.

I rolled up my sleeves, picked up the peach stake that I had just thrown on the ground, and gently tied it to the grave.

One end of the peach stake has been sharpened, and about an inch of soil is eaten, and it stands on the head of the grave.

Then I took the shovel from the hand of a villager, walked to the grave, raised it high, and slammed the spade board on the peach stake!

There was a local sound, and the peach stake was split half a foot down by me!

In front of the grave, among the peach stakes in a circle, the two peach stakes in the direction of Wushan Zi rubbed the ground and jumped up from the soil!

"Oh——!"

The father and daughter of the Tong family and a group of villagers who were watching on the sidelines exclaimed at the same time.

This scene is amazing, I put up and down the stakes at the head of the grave, but I put up the peach stakes buried in the ground in front of the grave.

Tong Ziqi couldn't help it, ran over again, and asked, "Mr. Gaoren, what kind of means are you?" Why did you put up the two peach stakes in front of the grave? ”

I smiled smugly and said, "In your grandfather's grave, there is an evil wind. My peach stake, which belongs to the top door, forced out the evil qi in the grave. It's okay now, the evil spirit has been exhausted, let's break ground. ”

Tong Xiao came over and thanked me a thousand times, and even more complimented me.

The villagers came together and started excavation.

Tong Xiao sighed and said to herself: "I really don't understand, why did my father bury my grandfather like this back then?" I heard that such a burial will be ......"

I smiled, "Your father's idea is to keep his fortune for the rest of his life, regardless of his own heirs. This kind of boneless burial, three generations will inevitably be extinct, your father should have known at that time. But if you don't, your father's fortunes will suffer. ”

Tong Xiao was a little frustrated, and said in a low voice: "But what's the use of having money?" Everything is people-oriented, alas......"

"Boss Tong doesn't have to be sad, now the concept is different, and his daughter is also a descendant." I pretended to comfort Tong Xiao, but I was a little gloating in my heart.

"That's what Mr. Lin said." Tong Xiao looked at Tong Ziqi and smiled at me.

In the blink of an eye, the villagers had spread out the grave, revealing a large coffin.

Decades have passed, and the good cypress coffin has decayed, mottled and dark, but it has not collapsed.

Tong Xiao looked at me and said, "I'm afraid the original coffin can't be lifted." Mr. Lin, we have prepared a gold box, wait to open the coffin, and trouble you, Mr. Lin...... Help my grandpa pick up gold. ”

Picking up the gold box is a small coffin, a pocket-sized coffin.

Picking up gold is to pick up the dry bones of many years, put them in the gold box, and re-bury them.

Before I could speak, Tong Ziqi hurriedly asked: "Dad, grandpa is a boneless burial, just a human skin in it, it must be gone at this time, how to pick up gold?" ”

Tong Xiao sighed: "Then just pick up something and put it in the gold box, it's really not good, just scrape some crumbs from the coffin board." ”

I smiled faintly: "Boss Tong, I'm afraid that this coffin will be opened, and the inside will ...... There will be things you can't think of. ”

Tong Xiao was taken aback and asked, "Yes...... What is it? ”

At this moment, there was a sudden noise inside the coffin, like a wild cat running inside, and it rattled!

"What sound?" The villagers who were digging the grave turned pale with fright and retreated together.

"It's not a corpse, is it?" The more timid asked in a shudder.

Tong Xiao's face turned pale with fright, and he took a few steps back.

Tong Ziqi didn't know to be afraid, but took a step forward!

I took a shovel and said, "Don't be afraid, everyone, I'll open the coffin!" ”

Everyone was a little relieved, and they all hid behind me, stretching their necks to peep.

I bent down, pierced the gap under the lid of the coffin with the edge of a shovel, and pried it vigorously!

The coffin was rotten, the nails were rusty, and with almost no effort, I pried open a crack in the coffin lid.

But at this moment, a shrill voice came from the coffin, and the wild cat screamed as harshly as night: "Ah...... Yikes! ”

At the same time, there was a flash of red light in the coffin, and it turned out to be a pair of red eyes!

"Damn, there's a ghost!"

The villagers behind me screamed, and they ran away.

Some of them were so flustered that they tripped over each other, fell to the ground, rolled around, got up and ran.

I hurriedly withdrew the shovel, closed the coffin board again, and said, "Run, run, what?" In broad daylight, even if there are ghosts, they don't dare to eat people! ”

Tong Xiao also saw those red eyes, and asked me tremblingly, "Sir, what was just now...... Red eyes, what's that? Isn't my grandfather ...... him?"