This time, even Xiao Zhao's grandfather couldn't stop it, taking advantage of the night they made a fuss about the people in the whole soup building, and the young people were almost all cut, and several old people surnamed Tang, including the patriarch, were all escorted to the head of the village, Xiao Zhao's uncle asked them menacingly if they changed the name of the village, if they didn't change it, it would be a knife in their hands.

In the face of the bright big blade, the arrogance of this group of old guys suddenly disappeared, although they knew that the fortune of the people in Mazhuang was affected because of the name of their village, but they always felt that it was unlucky to change the name of the village.

But none of them expected Xiao Zhao's uncle to be so popular, and he would cut people without changing his name, although it would not kill people, but it was not easy for the big blade to cut on anyone, and they were all greedy for life and afraid of death, so they had to choose to give in under the threat of the big blade.

In the end, the soup building was renamed Xinzhuang, and the old carpenter himself also had a trick, but he didn't expect it to be solved in this way, but he used Luban again.

These are all later words, Xiao Zhao has also listened to his uncle in recent years, the old carpenter not only has exquisite skills, but also knows some Luban techniques, tends to be auspicious and avoids evil, looks at the house is an expert, and there are some secret arts, with unpredictable opportunities.

"Xiao Zhao, you can't be bragging, right? If that's the case, then why don't you learn something about it? And what about doing odd jobs on the construction site? ”

When Xiao Zhao said this, several brothers obviously didn't believe that Lu Ban was the ancestor of the carpenter, there is no doubt about this, no one would admit it, even those of us who are engaged in construction are actually the ancestors of Lu Ban.

Carpenters are divided into two types: large carpenters and small carpenters, from ancient times to the present, architects are big carpenters, and furniture is made by small carpenters, because there are many places where wood is used in ancient buildings.

Even now, some ancient buildings still have wooden beams, rafters, purlins, etc., and architects can easily process wood, so architects are also called big carpenters.

"I also want to learn, but my uncle is unwilling to teach me, saying that it is okay to learn carpenter's work, and I can't help it."

Seeing that everyone didn't believe in themselves, Xiao Zhao argued: "You really don't believe it, there is another thing that is even stranger, it also happened at my uncle's house, I was also present at the time, it was two years ago." ”

"Oh, what's weirder? Tell me about it! ”

What I told Lao Yang somewhat scared them, while what Xiao Zhao told was not so terrifying, it was just a legend, after all, it was not immersive, and there was no ghost part.

Everyone is still more interested in this kind of weird and not too scary thing, even with my curiosity, after raising the wine glass and toasting with everyone, I pricked up my ears to listen to Xiao Zhao continue to speak, for the black shadow I saw just now, I automatically attributed it to coincidence.

Xiao Zhao's grandfather was gone when Xiao Zhao was more than ten years old, and Xiao Zhao's uncle almost went crazy again, thinking that it was the previous soup building, and the current Xinzhuang was a ghost, or the second uncle learned the old carpenter's magic, knowing that this matter has nothing to do with others, and his father is really longevity, so he persuaded him to stop him, and chose a good feng shui hole for his father to bury according to the feng shui secret technique passed on to him by the old carpenter.

Since burying his old father, Xiao Zhao's uncles are like auspicious stars, no matter what business they do, they can make a fortune, and even the most unprofessional uncle has built a building by gambling.

Everyone said that the feng shui acupuncture point of their second child is a good acupoint, and the son is prosperous.

However, the good times did not last long, just two years ago, the funeral reform swept the land, and the horse village was naturally affected, the public demanded that all the graves should be flattened to make way for crops, and a cemetery was built about ten miles away from the village, and all the ancestral graves in the nearby villages were moved to the cemetery.

This time Xiao Zhao's uncle's family was unwilling, he had already gone to see the cemetery, although it was not bad, after all, the cemetery built by the public family was also guided by a feng shui master, but it was not as good as the acupuncture points that he pointed, and there were too many things involved in moving the grave.

However, no matter how strong an individual is, he cannot resist the state institutions, and the relocation of graves is already a sure thing, and there is no room for relaxation.

Xiao Zhao's second uncle was so worried that he almost turned white overnight, but he had no choice but to delay as much as he could.

Until all the old graves in the vicinity have been moved, and their nail graves have reached the point where they must be moved, Xiao Zhao's second uncle invited all his relatives and friends to prepare to move the graves.

Xiao Zhao came to his grandfather's grave in this situation, after so many years, although there is still sadness in his heart, but after all, it is not so strong, and he followed everyone to watch a few uncles do it himself, and beat the grave soil.

It stands to reason that his ancestral tomb can't do it himself no matter what he says, however, Xiao Zhao's second uncle knows some magic tricks and thinks for a long time before making such a decision, and doing it himself will minimize the impact.

When everyone carried the coffin out together, everyone present was stunned, because just under the coffin, a reed root coiled around the whole coffin like a dragon, showing a strange white.

"Pressing the dragon coffin? No wonder their family is so prosperous......"

Some old people in the village have heard of this kind of treasure cave, it is said that this kind of cave is the best of all the yin holes, and it is not inferior to the yin and yang halo and the five elements sand, especially on the plains, it is almost impossible to find it at all, even those land immortals like characters can not find such a treasure cave with their lifetime energy.

Legend has it that the deceased buried in such a treasure cave can ride the dragon to heaven after the dragon raises its head, and can forever protect the descendants of the emperor, although it will not be the descendant of the emperor, but it is better in whether it is a troubled era or a prosperous era, this family will always stand tall and pass on for a long time.

Xiao Zhao's second uncle was also stunned when he saw this situation, he only saw that this treasure cave was good, but he didn't expect it to be the legendary dragon coffin, if he knew that it was a dragon coffin, even if he paid more money, he would have to keep this treasure cave and never move the grave.

But now it's too late to say anything, the dragon coffin must not move, as long as it moves, the dragon below will fly away, that is to say, this cave will lose its meaning, and it will no longer be a treasure cave.

"Daddy! The child is not filial, and it has ruined your old man's fairy fate, please punish you. ”

Xiao Zhao's second uncle never thought of such a thing, and cried loudly, and his crying immediately infected his relatives and friends, and they all cried along. And the village cadres and funeral reform workers were all stunned.

I have never seen such a strange person, and I always thought it was superstition, and it was a trick of a warlock who went to the rivers and lakes to deceive people.

Therefore, most of them scoff at the claim that a certain place is a treasure of feng shui, and do not believe it, but everything in front of them makes them feel cold, because it is very rare for this kind of coffin to be buried for several years but still maintain the same as when it was first buried, and it is even less common that there are reed roots hovering like a dragon under the coffin.

"Open the umbrella, open the coffin, since it has moved, it is inevitable that the old father will see the sky again."

Xiao Zhao's second uncle gritted his teeth, and a pair of eyes almost erupted with flames, staring at the village chief and those staff members, as if he wanted to portray their appearance in his heart.

"Qianli, we can't be blamed for this, it's an order from our superiors, and we have to obey it!"

The village chief made Xiao Zhao's second uncle Ma Qianli's eyes cold with fright, and said in a snort. As a person from the village, he knew the methods of the second child of the Ma family, and if he used some magic on himself, his life would be in danger.

"Thousands of miles, slowly, the coffin must not be opened now."

At this time, the old carpenter he saw a few years ago didn't know when he came, and when he saw that Ma Qianli was about to open the coffin, he hurriedly came out to stop him.

"Master? How did you get here? Although Ma Qianli was very angry, he was still a little sensible, and when he saw the master coming to stop him from opening the coffin, out of respect for the master, he stopped and asked him the reason.

The old carpenter looked older than before, his back hunched, his face like a blooming chrysanthemum, his teeth gone, and his arms were bruised and skinny, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

"This coffin can't be opened, because your father was expected to become an immortal, but it was destroyed, and an angry breath was blocked in his throat, and there were already signs of a corpse, and now if the coffin is opened, once the yang energy approaches, the corpse will be deceived immediately, you don't want your father to cheat the corpse, right?"

The old carpenter said, and walked to the coffin on crutches. All eyes were on him.

Xiao Zhao was sixteen or seventeen years old at that time, it was the age when he was very curious about these, he used to always watch some zombie movies, and he had never seen a real zombie, not to mention that it was his grandfather who wanted to raise the corpse? He didn't feel scared, but a little excited.

"Impossible, you said that the corpse is the corpse? Who are you? ”

"That's it, I think you look like you've just cheated on the corpse."

"This is a scientific world, let's put away these strange and chaotic sets!"

"The so-called zombies are all staged in TV and movies, and there can be no one in reality, besides, even if there are so many of us, are we still afraid of a zombie? One person and one punch also knocked him down. ”

Those funeral reform workers have just taken office, and they have never been exposed to strange things at all, and they scoff at the old carpenter's words one by one, and they don't believe that a person who has been dead for many years can still deceive the corpse, maybe the rotten ones will be left with clothes and skeletons.

During this time, they had also seen some burial scenes, most of them were rotten and they couldn't even find the bones, and occasionally some of them were also rotten and unlikely, and it was impossible to deceive the corpses, and they had never seen them.

The old carpenter snorted coldly, his originally dim eyes suddenly became as sharp as eagles, and he looked at the staff in suits and leather shoes and said, "Do you want to see the hell?" It's easy, I'll see you tonight. ”

As he spoke, there was a sudden irregular beating sound from the coffin parked under the pergola, as if something was pounding on the inner wall of the coffin.

"Knock, knock......"

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