Except for our Beiling Village, the other three Lingjia Villages are almost inhabited by people due to demolition and other reasons. Although Daoist Yunmeng didn't know the secret of our Ling family's guarding the beauty mausoleum, with his cultivation, he could see that it was originally a good feng shui treasure land, but now it has been destroyed and become a great place.

When I listened to him talk about feng shui, I almost spit out the secrets of our Lingjia Village on impulse. Fortunately, when the words came to my lips, the doubts in my heart that had not been eliminated by Daoist Yunmeng instinctively blocked my mouth.

I don't have the same way as him, and as my grandfather said, it's not a problem to see some small feng shui, but like him, from the perspective of the overall situation of a region, I still don't have this realm.

Although I was full of curiosity and questions about him, I listened to him and believed in what he said about the feng shui of our area. The reason is very simple, the hint given to me on the tattered parchment I got in the ancestral house coincides with what Daoist Yunmeng said.

The feng shui of the four Lingjia villages has been broken, and if it weren't for the fact that our Beiling Village is still basically intact, I'm afraid that disaster would have struck a long time ago. But after all, Beiling Village is difficult to support alone, and the shade passed down by the ancestors will be exhausted in less than three years under the gradual reduction of the growing Yin Spirit Qi.

At that time, not only could we not protect the four Lingjia villages, but Guimei Village became the center of this disaster. The four people in the Lingjia Village, including the villagers in Guimei Village, will die in one accident after another, and finally cut off the incense completely.

Hearing this terrible consequence, all of us broke out in a cold sweat. Although I don't have a clue how to resolve this catastrophe, fortunately, Yun Mengdao is here, and he shows us a way out.

Daoist Yunmeng told me that now, together with Shi Mengya, Su Xue and Dead Dog, I have made arrangements in the dark to tie our fates tightly together and face that terrible reality together. The only regret is that there is a lack of people in Xiling Village, if we can find the right person, then we may be able to reverse the feng shui, and the four Lingjia villages and Guimei villages will return to peace.

How to do it specifically, Yunmengdao twisted his long beard and sold it, and it was inferred that it was a heavenly opportunity that could not be revealed. He didn't want to say more, so the only choice left for us was to find the last person with a special mission in Beiling Murakami first.

The only thing he can help us now is provide a clue. When he found out that the feng shui in our area had become extremely dangerous, he had already observed that the person in Xiling Village who was destined to be with the four of us was most likely in a resort villa.

I'm no stranger to that resort. Because this resort called Jinshawan has just begun to develop, it carries too much hope from the villagers in our area.

It's a pity that this resort plan has been a loan fraud from beginning to end. The boss of the development, after obtaining a large number of investment channels, threw down the villa that had not yet been fully built, and ran away with the money. Since then, Golden Bay Resort has become a mess that no one has taken over.

The local government department hired a single old man to guard the villa. Although the relevant departments could not pull out any money to maintain the villa and pay the salary of the old janitor named Ling Shuangxi, this did not affect Ling Shuangxi's life.

Because the villa is located in the hills, the surrounding scenery is quite beautiful, so during holidays, there are often tourists who go into the mountains to spend the night in Jinshawan Resort and Resort. Ling Shuangxi relied on providing food and lodging to scattered tourists and charging a certain amount of remuneration, and his small life was still quite nourishing.

A group of four of us finally arrived at Jinshawan Resort before dark. Since the villa has not yet been developed, the complex looks magnificent, but there is no water or electricity, let alone street lamps to illuminate it, so although the sky has not yet completely darkened, the surrounding low hills and dark trees still give people a rather eerie feeling, perhaps a sense of awe.

On the edge of the towering archway of the villa, a little candlelight lit up in a rough house. Before we could ask questions, an old man came out of the hut looking quite kind and kind.

I didn't need to introduce him himself, I could have guessed his identity. He is the Ling Shuangxi who stayed here to guard the Golden Bay Resort, and he should be the person we need to find.

Ling Shuangxi stepped forward and asked with a smile if we were tourists from the city. The anxious Dead Dog was about to explain what we were here for, and I quietly pinched him to stop the Dead Dog.

Hearing that a few of us were tourists from the city, Ling Shuangxi became even more enthusiastic. He welcomed us into his little room and warmly invited us to dinner.

I was surprised to find that there were three pairs of chopsticks on the table, and even three wine glasses. Seeing this, I immediately became alarmed.

Could it be that there are other people in this Ling Shuangxi's house? But as far as I could see, I didn't find any place to hide people. I gasped and thought secretly, what Yun Mengdao pointed out is really a god, this Ling Shuangxi will never be an ordinary person, and the other two dishes and chopsticks may be dedicated to ghosts.

While Shi Mengya and the others were busy unloading their suits and preparing meals with Ling Shuangxi, I secretly rubbed my eyes, held my breath quietly, and slowly scanned everything in the room.

But what makes me wonder is that my yin and yang eyes should have been opened long ago when I was concentrated, but why couldn't I see something terrible in this room?

Shi Mengya gently tugged at my sleeve, sat me down at the table, and pushed a bowl of rice in front of me. She asked softly, "Old man, is there anyone else here?" How can there be three pairs of chopsticks? ”

Ling Shuangxi said happily: "You guys, it's too unfortunate to come. If you had come half an hour earlier, you would have had dinner with the little couple from the city. ”

Hearing this, I breathed a sigh of relief. Following the direction of Ling Shuangxi's finger, I looked out the window, and sure enough, I saw that in the depths of the villa, there was a window with faint candlelight.

Ling Shuangxi warmly invited us to dinner, but the dead dog muttered in embarrassment. It's no wonder that he, Ling Shuangxi didn't know that we would come to four people at once, there was not much leftovers, in front of each of us, there was only a pitiful little half bowl of rice, which made the dead dog, who was thin but had an amazing appetite, how could he eat enough?

While Ling Shuangxi went out to fill us with a mountain spring water, I quietly poured the rice in my bowl to the dead dog. The dead dog was embarrassed to eat my portion, so I had to pretend to emphasize that I didn't feel hungry at all, and that I had no appetite to eat, so the dead dog devoured it unceremoniously.

This book is derived from the king of books