The room was not large, and the inside was very simple, except for a shiny knife, an animal skin, and a few skulls hanging on the wall.

At the front of the room stood several people, dressed simply, but not in the same way as the people of the city, who looked slightly richer than the people of the city.

They trembled, and their bodies were much shorter, and they kept their heads bowed and silent.

"Gao has been busy for one hundred and thirty-six days, every day, I really can't stand everyone, now, Gao has something to ask for, I don't think you will not help because Gao is not taking good care of it!"

The heat seemed to be smiling, making several people in the room retreat into the corner in even more fear.

"Gao Mou has worked hard and hard to save the people, he has to deal with bandits and robbers outside, he has to deal with their daily life inside, and he has to curry favor with foreign officials with a face, although he didn't directly appease you, I think you also understand my hard work."

Gao Gao walked into them, patted them lightly on the shoulder, and continued: "A few years ago, my father died in a foreign country, and I wanted to follow my father's wishes, transport back the corpse, and bury it in the house. The wealth is robbed, the people's livelihood complains, Gao is really like a knife, it is difficult to sleep and eat, and he has to betray his father's last wishes. ”

His grief and indignation were low, and the whole room was gloomy and unanimous.

Then he said: "The child Gao Xuan has grown up, the people in the city live a stable life, Gao is more than half a hundred years old, it is already the last year of the wind and candles, there is not much time left, in recent days, restless, dreams are like a trance, often see the father holding a stick to blame, scolding unfilial, saying... Alone outside... Want to go back... I want to go back to the Buckle. “

"Master Gao..."

An old man with gray hair stepped forward slightly and said vaguely.

"Uncle, you are a friend of your father, and an elder of Gao, and now when you see your uncle, in your heart, in your heart, in your heart, it is like your father standing in front of you...

"Master Gao, Old Man Gao has a spirit in the sky, he must know his suffering, and you don't have to blame yourself."

Yang Wei also moved forward slightly and persuaded.

"My father's bones are outside, cold and summer, twenty years of spring and autumn, Gao... Gao... After Gao's death, he also had no face to see his ancestors again. ”

"Old man Gao is well aware of righteousness, compassion, has always been good to the people in the city, Gao Zhuang you are for the people's well-being, only delayed so far, speaking of, sorry for us, we can't live old man Gao, sorry Gao Jiazhuang!"

A few next to him said sincerely.

Gao Gao did not answer them, and continued: "Now, children and adults can transport their father's bones back in time. Several of you are all famous feng shui masters, and some of you are friends of your father before his death, I think you will do your best to find a safe place for your father. ”

"Master Gao sent someone to arrest us late at night, just to find a place for Old Man Gao? If this is the case, the owner of the high village also loves me too much. “

Liu Xuan stepped forward and took a small step, looked at it, and said.

"Yes! Master Gao, the matter of Old Man Gao is our business, you don't have to work so hard? You don't have to be late at night..."

Yang Wei added.

When did the old man Gao die, when was he transported back, they didn't know, last night was the same as usual, sleeping soundly, suddenly knocked on the door, and then was blindfolded, taken to a gloomy room, sat for an unknown amount of time, at this time, the owner of Gao Zhuang said that it was just for the old man Gao to find a place to live, how could he not make a mistake in his heart?

"Gao is concerned about his father, he is in a hurry, and if he is offended, he asks a few gentlemen not to be surprised. It's just that what Liu Gongsan said, it is too extreme, Gao sent them to invite a few people to the village last night, it is indeed for the father to find a place to stay, and a few gentlemen do not need to be suspicious, although rest assured, as long as you find a place for your father, Gao will not treat you badly. ”

He looked at everyone, took a few steps back, and said in a tangled voice: "The old man is not afraid of gods and ghosts...... Can... You can't let the old man go into the ground casually. ”

"Master Gao doesn't want to disobey Old Man Gao, but he can't help but find a burial holy place for him... We kind of got it. In this case, I think of one place, I think the old man here must be satisfied, and the owner of the high village must also be satisfied. ”

Liu Xuan said.

"What the six princes and three said, could it be the cave of the dragon chair under the Jiuxuan Mountain?"

"It's really as Gao Bo said, Jiuxuan Mountain, the cave of the dragon chair, this place is natural, the holy place of the tomb, the old man Gao has exhausted his efforts for the Qi, and the owner of the high village has passed on Ji Dewang, this place is really suitable."

"Master Gao, must you not do it here?"

Gao Bo took over and said.

"My father is loyal and respectful, why not."

"Master Gao! Jiuxuan Mountain is Xuanshan, for decades, no one can figure out its mysteries, and no one dares to look at it angrily, approaching, the senior brother is admired by 10,000 people, and it can not be strayed into the cave of the dragon chair in the false name, the owner of the high village, or choose another place! “

"What Gao Bo said is true, in this case, Liu Gongsan, should we wait and choose another place?"

Yang Wei said.

"What do you two think of what they have to say?"

Master Gao Zhuang thought for a moment, looked at the two people who had been silent, and asked.

"What they say is very much, and what they say is very much..."

They lowered their heads and moved back, trembling and hurrying.

Are you saying: "What Liu Gongsan said, or what the old man said." ”

"Both... Both....all make sense. ”

"I think you don't know how to learn, and you're swaggering around... It's insulting to the reputation of Mr. Feng Shui, you know? … If it weren't for my father's death, you would have to be put on the board. ”

"It's... Yes..."

Gao Gao glared angrily, turned his head and said to Yang Wei, Liu Xuan, and Gao Bo: "The three of you are the most famous feng shui gentlemen in Qiqi, so stay in the house and find a safe place for the old man." ”

"Someone Coming"

"Treat Gao Bo, Yang Wei, and Liu Gongsan well." He turned his head again and said, "The two of them let them think about it." ”

"Master Gao, can you tell if it is not."

As soon as they left, the hunchback came out with a twist and asked.

"The six princes and the three know that this place is a treasure land, Gao Bo wants to hide here after his death, Yang Wei doesn't dare to offend the two, and he has a round, as for the other two, they don't know how to learn, and they don't seem to pretend, but no matter what, they must also be careful to observe, and they must be tortured even more severely for those two people who do not learn and have no skills. It's just that the feng shui gentlemen of this Qi Qi are all here, and who knows that it is the dragon chair cave where the father is buried? ”

"There's one more."

"Who?"

Master Gao turned his head suddenly, and his voice increased dozens of times.

"Messenger of Gods and Ghosts: Gu Cheng."

"Gu Cheng, who is Gu Cheng? Is it a human or a ghost? ”

"A mysterious figure in the courtyard of the Zhao family."

"Zhao family!"

The owner of the high village took a few steps back, leaning against the wall, his face gloomy, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"Master Gao, don't panic, the Zhao family has long ceased to exist, although this ancient god is haunted, no one knows who he is, but I have already sent someone to invite, I think it should have arrived."

"You... You... How do you know that he is not from the Zhao family? ”

"Master Gao, what happened back then, others don't know, don't you and I know? Twenty years ago, the Zhao family ceased to exist, if there really was, then who would dare to be so bold and stupid, move into the Zhao family, and send them to death? ”

Hunchbacked walked into Gaojiazhuang's side and continued: "I think this Gu Cheng is nothing more than daring to move into the Zhao family, just a false name of a god and ghost messenger, but Old Man Gao... That's why he sent someone to invite him to the village to find out the truth. ”

"Really not from the Zhao family?"

Master Gao turned his head, held his head with both hands, and asked urgently.

Under the black coat and hat, a frightened face.

The whole face seemed to have been turned out of it, one high and one short, all peeled flesh, clumps and clumps, the skin of the mouth turned out, revealing a row of white Sensen teeth, the bridge of the nose looked more like a pustule, on top of it, there was not a single eye hair in both eyes, only a pair of cloudy old eyes were bare, and it was like a paste when he spoke.

He blinked, and the two lumps of mash came together, and then parted with some stickiness.

"Master Gao, please."

The owner of the high village couldn't bear it either, closed his mouth, and followed in.

"What about people?"

A cold light appeared in the eyes of the owner of the high village, and he scolded sharply.

"How so?"

A chaotic voice clicked out of the hunchback's mouth.

In the room, several people dressed in black and wearing treasure knives stood in the corner, sweating profusely and trembling.

"What the hell is going on?"

Looking at them like that, the owner of the high village completely lost his reason, grabbed one of them, and roared.

"Master Gao is calm, I think they must have something to say."

Hunchback walked over, whispered, glanced at them again, and then said vaguely, "Say." ”

The owner of Gao Zhuang looked at the samurai he had trained with his own hands, and he was so cowardly, and his heart was even more angry, although he was on fire, but now that the New Year was approaching, the things that accompanied the old man Gao disappeared, and when he used people, he had to grit his teeth and endure it.

"It's horrible... It's horrible. ”

One of them fainted as he spoke, and as he spoke.

The others didn't dare to step forward to help, so they had to look at the owner of Gao Zhuang timidly and look at the hunchback.

"Am I still terrible?"

The hunchback lifted his hat and said with a collapsed, fleshy face.

"Master Gao..."

"Don't be nervous, say."

Gao Gao thought about it for a while, calmed down, and said expressionlessly.

"There are snowflakes in the courtyard of the messenger of the gods, snowflakes all over the sky, snowflakes all over the ground, and... And... None of them have a shadow? ”

The samurai in the lead was speechless, and it took him half a day to finish this sentence.

"Snow? Don't see a shadow? ”

Gao Gao frowned, stopped for a moment, and roared again: "It's snowing, there is no shadow, it scares you like this, how do I usually teach you, have you forgotten?" Ghost... Ghost... Ghost... You only know ghosts, are ghosts really so scary? If it's really so terrible, then what are you still alive to do, why don't you die immediately, become ghosts, go to heaven and earth, do anything, and still be alive? ”

"The old slave looks like this, they are not necessarily afraid, but this time they are scared like this, Master Gao, I think there must be something else in this, this god and ghost messenger... It seems to be a bit of a Taoism, in that case, why don't we justifiably invite this divine and ghost messenger to come to the door to find a place for Old Man Gao? “

The hunchback gestured to them as he spoke.

They immediately understood, plopped, and knelt on the ground in unison, kowtowing suddenly.

"As long as you enter Gaojiazhuang, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to attract ghosts."

Master Gao clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth.

"Uncle, pick a few shrewd cronies to invite the messenger of the gods and ghosts... into the banker. ”

"Master Gao..."

"Why, do you still have to ask someone to summon your spirits?"

The owner of the high village was furious, roared, and walked to the front door.

"Master Gao, we found someone not far from the courtyard of the Divine Ghost Emissary."

"Someone is not far from Zhao's house?"