Yu Xiao sat in the co-pilot, walked for a while, and threw paper money out of the window. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After four or five hours, I arrived at the master's old house. But it is also a small mountain village with dozens of families. Towards evening, the lights of each house came on, but it was not so dim.

But the sky was not very clear, it was a little dark, and there was not a single star in sight, which seemed to be obscured by black clouds.

Originally, Yu Xiao was hanging in his heart, and the murderous thing in this coffin didn't know when it would break through, so he didn't have the certainty of uniform at all. Coupled with this sky, I feel even more uneasy.

After seeing the master's family get out of the car, Yu Xiao immediately walked over, glanced at his whole body, and only felt that sitting with the coffin, except for being a little frightened, there was nothing else.

"The master's family will open the way ahead, go to the old house today to rest for the night, and bury this murderous thing tomorrow morning." Saying that, Yu Xiao saw them carrying the red coffin out of the car, and a group of people followed the guidance of the master's family and rushed to the old house.

Yu Xiao also followed behind the master's house, throwing paper money from time to time. This time, according to the ordinary burial method, to let the murderous thing be buried in the ground.

After walking for a while, he finally reached the door of the old house of the master's house, and saw him enter the house and turn on all the lights in the house, and then came out.

"Master Yu, this red coffin is not my old man, so there is no need to put it in the hall, right?" looked up at Yu Xiao and said loudly.

"Well, put it on the left side of the gate first, but set up a tent with a bamboo pole and cover the coffin, so that it will not be dangerous if it rains."

After that, he turned his head to look at the red coffin, and after Yu Xiao saw them carrying over, he walked over and put down four wooden piers at the four corners.

Of course, he also understood what the master's family meant, this was not the old man of his family, so here in the old house, he didn't want to put the red coffin in the hall. It's scary to look at, and it's not very lucky.

"Look, the coffin is shaking."

I saw a young middle-aged man, who looked at the red coffin in surprise, and couldn't help shouting loudly. Then he stepped aside, as if he was a little scared.

Yu Xiao swept around the feng shui environment of the old house here, and after suddenly hearing this, he strode to the side of the red coffin, squatted down to take a look, not to mention, he really shook several times.

This can startle Yu Xiao, it is already obvious that the murderous thing in the red coffin wants to break out of the coffin.

"Master, go find a rooster and a black dog." Shouting at the master's house standing far away, Yu Xiao stood up, took out the ink bucket car, and prepared to bounce the line around the red coffin a few more times.

After all, the magic weapon in Yu Xiao's hand, only the money sword and the ink bucket car have a deterrent to ghosts. That is, it is very ordinary, and he has not prepared a magic weapon to hunt ghosts.

I know that the black dog's blood is fused with the rooster's blood on the ink fountain line, and it is bounced on the coffin, just like laying a magic circle, if no one else deliberately destroys it, it will be very difficult for the murderous thing to come out.

"It seems that this Taoist priest who sealed the murderous thing has put a lot of thought into it." Glancing at the chain, Yu Xiao whispered. It was found that the iron chain that tied the red coffin had traces of drawing talismans with cinnabar.

It's just that Xiao feels that they have been sealed layer by layer, and the murderous thing is still struggling.

Seeing that the owner's family had found a black dog, he immediately killed it on the spot, took the blood and dripped it on the ink fountain line. He killed the rooster again, and also took blood and dripped it on the ink fountain line. In the end, Yu Xiao put the body on the ground and burned incense with incense, candles, paper money, and worshipped.

"The host's family buried the body in the woods in front of it, and they must burn incense and worship it." After saying a word to the master's house, Yu Xiao circled the line around the red coffin and flicked it all on it.

But Yu Xiao was not very relieved, so he wanted to find the burial location overnight.

"Master, you take us to the field for a walk, and I'll probe the acupuncture points." As soon as he saw the master's house coming, Yu Xiao opened his mouth and said loudly.

Just because of the choice of the crypt for burial, it can't be delayed at all, and the deceased is the greatest. Although there is a murderous thing in this red coffin, it must be considered in the first place.

"Master Yu, can you bury the red coffin at night?" As he spoke, the master withdrew his eyes and looked at Yu Xiao.

"No, we have to be early tomorrow morning, how many of us, the yang energy is very heavy, there should be no accident." Yu Xiao smiled and looked at the master's eyes.

Generally, there is no precedent for funerals at night, just because the night is a time when the yin qi is pervasive. No matter how powerful the feng shui master is, he doesn't dare to choose the night, and Yu Xiao is even more so.

After following the master's house for a while, Yu Xiao found a crypt at the foot of a mountain, which was neither auspicious nor fierce, a very ordinary place. But it is relatively hidden, and it is impossible to see it from the outside path.

That's why Yu Xiao chose this place, and no one will find out.

Calling a few middle-aged men, Yu Xiao stood aside, watched them gradually dig out a grave pit, and then jumped inside, and found nine pieces of dismantled copper coins, all of which were scattered under his feet.

Yu Xiao fixed his position and followed the master's family back to the old house. Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, just because there is a red coffin on the side, no one can sleep.

A group of more than a dozen people, including Yu Xiao, played on the field and in the house. However, the host's family is also interesting enough, and I found a neighbor to make a meal of wine and meat, ready to treat everyone.

After all, only when you have enough to eat and drink can you have the strength to work.

"If the owner's family doesn't live in the old house in the future, it doesn't matter. But I still think that after this incident, you need to reroute the path in front of you, and not directly face the entrance of the hall. lest all the ghosts passing by pass through this house. ”

Idle and bored, Yu Xiao said. Just now I found that at the entrance of the hall, there is a path facing the door, which is a big taboo in the secret of feng shui points.

Although it is good to go out as soon as you go out is the road, but the way back can make it very convenient for the ghosts of the underworld, this road is to the west, every July 15, there must be ghosts passing through.

After a long time, these ghosts will get used to this path, thus destroying the feng shui of the old house.

"My family has moved into the city, and we won't come back to live in the old house. But my parents built it with great painstaking efforts, and I'll call someone to change it to the other side tomorrow. ”

The owner looked at the intersection, and after he finished speaking, he wanted to get up and relieve his hands, but his eyes saw that the red coffin trembled.

"Master Yu, look at the coffin moving again."

Retreating behind Yu Xiao, there was a little fear in the master's eyes.

Yu Xiao guessed that the murderous thing in the red coffin had already woken up, and was trying to break free from the seal and escape. I walked over and checked it carefully, and I was relieved.

In the end, Yu Xiao didn't pay attention to it, and could only let the red coffin shake. Anyway, it's hard to get out of the murderous thing, and there's nothing else to worry about.

Leaning to the side, Yu Xiao looked at the red coffin on the side from time to time. On this night alone, I shook many times. It lasted until dawn, about six o'clock, and then stopped.