How is this possible? Dong Chungen said that the position is also right, and the jar is also right. It's just that there is no Yuan Datou in the jar. What's going on? Did Dong Chungen remember wrong, or did Dong Chungen's father remember wrong?

Kong Zhe lowered his head again and looked at the jar. Indeed, there was not a single silver dollar except the dirt. Dong's mother comforted Kong Zhe: "Xiao Kong, it's okay, there is no silver dollar without a silver dollar, maybe they made a mistake." ”

Kong Zhe picked up the clay pot again, took a closer look, and engraved the Yin script of the Spirit King on the bottom of the clay pot.

After turning it upside down, all the dirt in the clay pot fell out, and then from inside, the bones of a human hand fell out. Look at the bones. Kong Zhe, Dong's mother, and Su Hua were all taken aback.

How can there be human hands in a clay pot? Where did this clay pot come from? Kong Zhezi leaned over to pick up the hand bone. But just as the hand was about to touch the hand bone, the hand bone suddenly flew up and flew into the sky.

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter in Kong Zhe's ears: "I want to thank you this time for helping me get my hand back." Dong Chungen also passed on to you just now, those who guard the tomb can't be buried in the ground. If you don't listen to me......"

The voice was gone.

At this time, the rain outside was light, and Kong Zhe ran to the yard and looked around.

On the ruins of the collapsed north house, a large wreath suddenly stood up. In the center of the wreath is a posthumous image, the size of a lady. Kong Zhe leaned in. I shined a flashlight, but found that the portrait turned out to be my own.

In front of the wreath is a large inscription. What do you mean? Could it be that he is dead?

Kong Zhe bit his index finger hard, it hurt very much, and he was not dead. But why is there a wreath, a portrait of myself, and that big inscription? As soon as Kong Zhe saw the word, he felt a fear in his heart.

Fuck, is this cursing me to death, or is it threatening me.

The more Kong Zhe thought about it, the more angry he became, Lao Tzu was frightened. Since you curse me to death and threaten me. The matter of entering the earth for peace is decided by Lao Tzu. I'd like to see what you're capable of.

Kong Zhe brandished a big pickaxe and smashed the wreath and the statue to pieces. But the strange thing is that the wreath that was broken returned to its original form after a while. Moreover, there is one more, and for every one broken, there will be an additional one.

Kong Zhe held the silver pen and pointed to the wreaths and read: "The heavens and the earth are yellow, the spirit of the world is here, and the ancestor of the Three Qing Dynasty helps me to see the true urgency like a decree." After saying that, those wreaths, the laying word, and the portrait of Kong Zhe, all disappeared at once. Kong Zhe let out a long sigh of relief.

The rain gradually stopped, and suddenly a gust of wind blew. My scalp exploded and I couldn't help but sneeze. Kong Zhe suddenly felt a little cold in his back. Could it be that it was raining just now and catching a cold again?

Kong Zhe looked at his phone, it was more than four o'clock. Another three or four hours. Now that you have buried these bones, you can have a good rest. Kong Zhe sat on the chair and fell asleep until eight o'clock.

Dong Honggen and Dong Quangen entered Dong Chungen's house one after the other. Dong Honggen looked at the collapsed north house and said lukewarmly: "This old house just can't withstand the wind and rain." That means the old house should have collapsed.

Dong's mother and Su Hua glanced at him and did not answer.

However, Dong Quangen said that he was fortunate not to live in this north house yesterday, and Dong Honggen's high-pitched goalkeeper woke up Kong Zhe.

Dong Honggen came to the door of the east house and took out a box of Chinese cigarettes from his pocket. took out one, lit it yourself, and then handed the box to Kong Zhe, "Great God, you take it and smoke it."

Then he said: "Let's take a look today, and put our ancestors of the Dong family into the ground." ”

Kong Zhe said to Dong Honggen: "You hurry up and prepare a big iron chisel, a big iron chisel more than one meter long." ”

Dong Honggen didn't ask what it was for, so he conveyed the matter to Dong Quangen, and Dong Quangen found someone to buy it in the town.

Dong Quangen instructed the cook again and cooked the meal, and then he called Kong Zhe, Dong's mother and them to go to the neighbor's house for dinner.

The person who bought the iron chisel was very efficient, and he came back with a long iron chisel in more than half an hour.

Kong Zhe used his spiritual face to draw a strange talisman of the evil house on a piece of yellow paper according to page 74 of Taoism. Whether you can seal the soul of King Zhao Wuling, success is also in it, and defeat is also in it.

Under the leadership of Dong Honggen, the young adults of the whole village came to the ghost house. Kong Zhe first pasted the talisman on the iron chisel, and then, with a silver pen, pointed at the chisel and recited a spell aloud: "The sky and the earth are dim, the thunder and lightning are wind and fire, the officials and generals, if you hear the name of the pass, come quickly, drive away the ghostly, catch the elves, Anlong town house, and the merit is in the heavenly court." ”

After reciting the incantation, look at the spirit face rune again, the part of the drawing charm has been deeply melted into the iron chisel, and the part of the yellow paper without the spirit face floats down, like a yellow butterfly, flying in the wind.

The villagers were stunned, it was amazing.

Kong Zhe asked the villagers to use hammers to inlay the stone beast into the ground. As soon as the chisel entered the ground, the stone beast roared angrily, like a tiger's roar, like a lion's roar.

Scared the villagers into running away, Kong Zhe knew that there must be ghosts and ghosts who came out to haunt them. So he put the silver pen against the stone beast and read in his mouth: "The heaven and the earth are yellow, the spirit of the world is here, the charm is beautiful, the spirit is full, and the urgency is like a decree." ”

I saw that the stone beast had returned to its former demeanor, and its rough eyes were flashing with aura. The villagers' hammers struck the chisels every time. The aura in the stone beast's eyes faded a little. In the end, the chisel was completely on the ground. The stone beast's eyes were completely devoid of any aura. Then it looks like the bluestone of Wututu.

When the stone beast's eyes were completely devoid of aura, a dark cloud suddenly appeared in the sky. Seeing that it was about to rain, Kong Zhe put the silver pen against the stone beast. Then he read aloud, "The heavens and the earth are vast, the spirit of the world is here, the Sanqing Patriarch helped me go to the ghosts, and I was as anxious as a decree."

Kong Zhe's voice just fell. Immediately the wind rose in the sky, and the wind blew over, blowing away the dark clouds in the sky. The sun came out from the east again, and the sunlight fell into the yard through the leaves of the tall locust trees.

The young and strong lad went up to the second floor to bring those, narrow coffins. Moved to Dong Chungen's doorstep. Together with Dong Chungen's and Dong Da Bird's, there are a total of 25 coffins. From a distance, these 25 coffins. It's like opening a coffin shop and doing an exhibition.

To the 23 generations of ancestors of the Dong family, enter the soil for peace. The funeral is naturally much more grand than the simple Dong Chungen's funeral.

In the rural burial customs, Kong Zhe is not good at it. Dong Honggen understands a little bit about the funeral procedures, and everything is done according to what he says. Kong Zhe only needs to be responsible for security issues.

The ancestral grave of the cattery village, on a hill southeast of the cattery village. It is surrounded by mountains on three sides, and it is really a treasure of feng shui.

However, to get to the burial site, you have to make a detour to the southeast of the small mountain valley, and then turn back to reach the treasure of feng shui.

The funeral procession had just entered the small hill when suddenly dark clouds rose in the sky. The black pressure covered the small hill. In an instant, I couldn't see my fingers, and it was particularly dim. The people carrying the coffin were too frightened to move, nor did they dare to put the coffin on the ground, but just stood there, dumbfounded, waiting for the dark cloud to pass.

It's weird! The dark clouds were unexpectedly motionless over the small hill. The clouds were getting lower and lower, and they were all overhead, like a black cloth on top of their heads.

It was getting darker and darker, it was almost night, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of horses' hooves, noisy confusion, the neighing of horses, the shouts of killing, and even the sound of swishing cold arrows.

What the hell, is it the Yin Soldier aisle?