Forget the yolk egg and add ginger juice to draw out the disgust.

Thinking about the secret recipe that Lao Zhang said, Yuan Feng didn't understand what the principle was, and he had nothing to do, so he could only do it.

The so-called yolk egg is an egg that has been hatched for a period of time, the yolk has just grown blood, and the embryo is developing.

Forget yolk eggs are easy to find in the countryside, because most of the chicken breeds in the countryside are hatched by hens.

According to Yuan Feng's explanation, Zhao Sheng hurriedly went down the mountain, first found the old carpenter in the village, asked him to cut down the peach tree to make a peach wood cage about the size of a bird cage, and then went door to door to find the yellow eggs.

Next to the cemetery in the back mountain, Yuan Feng checked Lao Li again, and after making sure that his life was not in danger for the time being, he asked Sun Lin and others to carry him to the ox cart and pull him under the tree to rest.

The body of Zhao Sheng's father was also picked up from the decaying coffin and piled on a red cloth.

Because of the burial poison, most of the bones are black, revealing a coolness, even if the hot sun is high, but as long as you stand next to the bones, you will feel very cool, so that a few villagers will run to the side to enjoy the coolness as soon as they take a break.

Yuan Feng dug a pocket-sized earthen stove on the ground, cut live branches and put them on the stove, and picked up all the bones of Zhao Sheng's father and put them on the branches.

Secret method of detoxification.

The strange disease that Zhao Ru suffered from was caused by the burial poison on the bones of Zhao Sheng's father.

If the burial poison in the bones is not cleaned up, even if the burial is moved, Zhao Ru's illness will not be better.

After the dried willow branches were ignited, they were all stuffed into the cave by Yuan Feng, and the thick smoke quickly rushed up on the bones.

Seeing that the fire in the cave was burning very strongly, Yuan Feng directly threw the two horns into the fire to burn.

For a moment, the smoke was thicker, and there was a pungent smell with it.

Immediately afterwards, the five grains were poured on the bones like water by Yuan Feng, and some of them fell from the gap to the bottom, and quickly ignited.

The fire became more and more intense, and seeing that the black bones were scorched by the high temperature, black water droplets began to emerge, Yuan Feng hurriedly picked up the cut weeds and covered the bones, and quickly buried them with soil, allowing them to temporarily form a confined space.

The whole process is a bit like firing pottery.

The flame and smell of the burning buffalo horn can make the bones of the corpse loose, and the grains can be carbonized at high temperatures, which can absorb the burial poison on the bones.

Half an hour later, Yuan Feng dug away the dirt and uncovered the weeds.

A pungent stench suddenly spread to the surroundings, and Wang Lin and the others who were watching were so smoked that they covered their mouths and coughed dryly, saying how they stinked like dead mice.

Yuan Feng laughed, put on gloves, picked up a calf bone that had been reserved for observation before burying it, and rubbed it vigorously, and the smoky black was suddenly rubbed away, revealing the yellowed nature of the corpse.

The burial poison was expelled, and the color of the bones naturally returned to normal.

Seeing this, Yuan Feng had been holding his breath since he came to this place, and he was finally able to spit it out, and the whole person was also in a lot of energy.

rushed here to solve Zhao Ru's strange illness.

Now that the burial poison on the bones has been expelled, Yuan Feng knows that when he returns after his busy work, Zhao Ru's condition is almost better.

After checking again and again to make sure that all the burial poison on the bones had been forced out, Yuan Feng asked Sun Lin to bring a red cloth and pick up the bones on the red cloth inner bag.

Two other graves where Zhao Sheng's mother and grandfather were buried were also excavated, and Yuan Feng lifted another big rooster to bleed, mixed it with chicken blood, and painted a requiem spell on the bottom of the two coffins.

Zhao Sheng had been asked earlier, and when the coffin was reassembled, his father and mother were to be buried together, and the body was wrapped up and placed in a coffin.

As soon as the coffin was sealed, Zhao Sheng came up with a rooster, eggs and breakfast.

After eating something simply, Yuan Feng instructed Sun Lin and the others to put the bones of Grandpa Zhao Sheng into the coffin and recite a mantra to seal the coffin.

The grave pit on the cemetery in Dongshan Village has been dug up, and several people have transported the two coffins in ox carts.

New cemeteries require grave opening and sacrifices.

Two bags of plant ash were poured into the pit and flattened, mainly to prevent insects and ants from biting the coffin from the bottom, and the plant ash can also absorb water, and a small amount of water gathered at the bottom of the coffin will also be sucked away.

Then there was the sheep's blood angry.

After cutting the sheep's neck, he dragged the sheep's head and quickly circled the two graves, dripping the remaining sheep's blood into the pits.

The native eggs brought by Zhao Sheng were buried in the pit after Yuan Feng drew a spell on the eggshell, one at each corner and one in the middle.

Burn incense, burn paper.

Seeing that the incense was burning normally, indicating that there was no problem in the tomb, Yuan Feng waved his hand, and several people worked together to bury the two coffins.

Firecrackers exploded, and soil was lifted to cover up.

After finishing it, everyone knelt on the ground and burned incense and worshipped.

The relocation of the burial is now complete.

"Okay, the feng shui is smooth, and your life will only slowly improve in the future."

When Zhao Sheng heard this, he was so happy that his face bloomed, and he thought that after suffering for most of his life, he could be regarded as having hope for change.

But what made him even happier was still behind, and he only heard Yuan Feng say: "Your father's tomb is backed by Wenqu, facing the throne, you and your daughter's generation have no play, but your grandchildren will produce a person in power." ”

What does it mean to be in power, everyone understands, Zhao Sheng suddenly became a little happy.

"Little master, do you have time? Why don't you help me go to my ancestral grave? ”

Sun Lin and several other villagers came up, looking at Yuan Feng with blank eyes, wanting him to help take a look at the feng shui of their ancestral tomb.

In the past two days of following Yuan Feng, they have seen his ability and know that he is a master.

It is rare to encounter, and it is natural to seize the opportunity.

Due to the situation, Yuan Feng could only help a few people go to the ancestral grave to have a look.

Because the feng shui of the whole mountain is good, there is generally no problem with the feng shui. Yuan Feng also instructed them to trim the ancestral graves, and the trees that were not needed next to them should be cut down and planted, and some fine-tuning should be made.

As for the relocation and adjustment of a large burial like Zhao Sheng's family, if it weren't for the big problem with the ancestral tomb, which would be too embarrassing for the younger generations, Yuan Feng would not have opened his mouth to give advice.

People have their own lives, and if there are too many changes, the cause and effect involved will become very deep.

Returning to the original cemetery, Zhao Sheng was about to ask the soil to be backfilled, but was stopped by Yuan Feng.

"Did you forget I said there was a coffin down there? To be a man, you can't just take care of your immediate interests, cross the river and tear down the bridge. ”

was counted down by Yuan Feng, Zhao Sheng was embarrassed and asked, "Then what should I do now?" ”

"This cemetery has been completely abandoned like this, and the bones below have to be dug up and buried in another place."

Walking in this line of work, Yuan Feng knows that there are many things that are difficult to explain.

No matter how long the person in the ground has been buried, since the soil on people's heads has been moved, then an explanation must be given, otherwise there will be no more moths.

Because he wasn't sure where the coffin buried below was, Zhao Sheng could only look at Yuan Feng with a blank eye, after all, digging was too wasteful of time.

To find the hole, you have to continue to practice.

Yuan Feng rubbed his temples to relieve the fatigue in his mind, took eight incense sticks and lit them, poked them on three pieces of yellow paper, and inserted them into the excavated soil.

Rooster, and one more.

Yuan Feng brought the rooster over, punctured the cockscomb, and squeezed out some of the cockscomb blood and smeared it on the yellow talisman.

The rooster used to eat rice to identify the corpse because the corpse had just been buried, and the corpse was so heavy that the rooster could sense it.

Now the coffin buried in a deeper depth, because the age is relatively far away, the method of recognizing the corpse by eating rice is no longer feasible, so Yuan Feng chose another way: to take root.

Holding the yellow talisman stained with the blood of the cockscomb, Yuan Feng surrounded the burning incense inserted on the ground, and with the smoke of the burning incense drifting in the wind, he stepped on the gang, walked three laps, and walked three times in reverse, for a total of six rounds.

After that, Yuan Feng pinched the yellow fu and returned to the rooster, and the rooster seemed to have a premonition that he would use it next, tossing it very much, and clucking.

"Pro!"

Yuan Feng stretched out his hand and slapped it on the top of the rooster's head, and at the same time, with a low snort, the rooster suddenly quieted down, seeing Zhao Sheng and the others staring at each other, their eyes were full of shock, but they didn't expect Yuan Feng to just slap his hand, and the rooster was controlled.

This time, instead of giving the yellow charm to the rooster to eat, it poked directly on the rooster's beak.

Then, Yuan Feng picked up the quiet rooster, stood on top of the dug grave, took a deep breath, and sent the rooster upwards with both hands.

The rooster soared into the air, its wings fluttering.

It's strange to say that after the rooster landed, his feet seemed to be fixed on the ground, and he squatted down without shaking.

Putting down roots.

The place is the root.

The location is just in the middle of the graves of Zhao Sheng's father and father.

Yuan Feng stepped forward to take away the yellow charm on the rooster's beak, and slapped his hand on the top of the rooster's head, and the rooster immediately clucked and stood up and ran away, the method was quite magical.

"Dig down here."

Yuan Feng straightened up and pointed to the position where the rooster was squatting just now, and his tone was resolute and affirmative.

He believed that the coffin was underneath.

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