As soon as Li Bing returned to the dormitory after the monk's morning class, Zhang Yuanshan said to him with a solemn expression: "Li Bing, your mobile phone kept ringing just now. I saw that the number was Chen Xudong's, so I answered the phone for you. There was really an accident, and before three days, Chen Xiangdong cut off the steel plate smashed on the car because of pulling goods. ”

Li Bing exclaimed "ah": "What? Did something really happen to him? Still dying so miserably? ”

Zhang Yuanshan said in a low voice: "Heaven's will cannot be violated, if he listens to my advice, there will be no accident." By the way, the day after tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, and Chen Xiangdong also went out for the funeral. His younger brother Chen Xudong and his parents were overwhelmed with grief after this heavy blow, and repeatedly begged the two of us to visit their ancestral grave to keep Chen Xudong safe and sound. ”

Li Bing sighed and said, "Brother Zhang, we have to go no matter what." And I have to ask you to help them find a way to ensure that Chen Xudong doesn't have an accident again. It is also fate that he met us, so it should be providential. ”

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Li Bing couldn't follow the monks to do morning classes, so he pulled Zhang Yuanshan into the car and went straight to Chenjia Village.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of Chenjia Village, Chen Xudong and a large group of people were waiting there to greet the two of them. It turned out that after the bizarre and terrible incident of the dead man in the coffin, the people of Murakami were convinced of Zhang Yuanshan. Especially when I heard that Chen Xiangdong was letting Zhang Yuanshan see his face, saying that he would have a bloody disaster within three days, and he could avoid the disaster by closing the door, but Chen Xiangdong insisted on not believing it, lost his life in vain, and ended up with the tragic death of a headless ghost, he even worshiped Zhang Yuanshan.

When they heard that Chen Xudong was haunted by unjust spirits, there would also be accidents, and when they asked Zhang Yuanshan to come and help him crack the method, they all gathered at the entrance of the village to watch the excitement.

As soon as Chen Xudong's parents saw Zhang Yuanshan, they immediately knelt down and begged him to show mercy and save their youngest son, Chen Xudong. Zhang Yuanshan hurriedly helped them up, and after drinking a few mouthfuls of hot porridge at Chen's house, he brought some magic utensils, accompanied by the Chen family, to the grave of Chen Xudong's great-grandfather in the west of the village.

It was a very high mound, with no tombstones, and the mound was strewn with dead yellow grass, which stood out in the sunlight.

Zhang Yuanshan looked at the grave for a while, then looked around, and couldn't help sighing.

Chen Xudong asked Zhang Yuanshan worriedly: "Brother Zhang, why are you sighing?" Is there something wrong with our ancestral grave? ”

Zhang Yuanshan shook his head and said: "The tomb of your great-grandfather, the site was originally chosen by the masters, and it should have been for the descendants of Fuze. Behold, the mound is to the south, and to the north and to the west of it, there are two little slopes of dirt. This is a feng shui treasure that blocks yin and absorbs yang, and it should bless future generations. ”

Li Bing asked strangely: "Brother Zhang, since his ancestral tomb is a treasure of feng shui, why are you still sighing?" ”

Zhang Yuanshan sighed and said: "Misfortune and fortune are only in the line, it was originally a treasure of feng shui, but now it has become a grave of broken heads." No wonder Chen Xiangdong died in a car accident with a broken head, all because of the turn of feng shui. ”

The father and son of the Chen family were shocked, and hurriedly asked Zhang Yuanshan how the good feng shui treasure land would become a murderous grave.

Zhang Yuanshan pointed to the east with his hand and asked, "What's the matter with the small mound over there?" ”

Chen Xudong's father looked at Zhang Yuanshan's fingers, and he said with a red face: "That's because Xiangdong, who has just passed away, is engaged in transportation, and sometimes helps pull some muck on the construction site and temporarily dumps it here." ”

Li Bing unconsciously asked a little strangely, "Pulling the muck?" Isn't that going to be dragged to the construction site? How could there be a superfluous pour here? ”

Chen Xudong's father blushed for a while, looked at the villagers around him, and said slowly after a while: "That's all Xiangdong's greed, every time he pulls a cart of muck, when he passes by here, he will fall a little here." He said that when there are more piles here, he can sell them to other construction sites at once, and he can make a lot of money. For this reason, several villagers were also offended, because there was too much muck, and some of it was poured into their fields. ”

After hearing this, Zhang Yuanshan shook his head and said: "I see, no wonder he has such a catastrophe in his life, it is all caused by greed for money." ”

Everyone held their breath and stopped, listening to Zhang Yuanshan talk about why this ancestral tomb of the Chen family would turn from a treasure land of feng shui to a murderous tomb.

Zhang Yuanshan pointed to the muck mound on the east side of the tomb and said, "You see, although this muck mound is much smaller than the other two slopes, it has already hindered the yang energy in the east. What's worse is that these two slopes and the muck mound are all pointed, surrounded on three sides, sandwiching the ancestral grave inside, except for a large flat land on the south side. This is in feng shui, the grave of the severed head is formed, and the descendants will be decapitated and die tragically within three generations. ”

When many villagers heard this, they were amazed and discussed. It turned out that Chen Xudong's disaster was caused by his greed for money and the feng shui of the ancestral tomb, which was much unexpected by everyone.

Chen Xudong's family of three all knelt down for Zhang Yuanshan and asked him to tell him how to crack it.

Zhang Yuanshan thought for a while and said: "The trouble is the muck pile in the east, and on the way we came, we saw many potholes on the road. You can remove this pile of muck and fill in the pavement, which can be regarded as accumulating a yin virtue and making up for the merits. ”

Chen Xudong's father nodded again and again, claiming to do so immediately.

Zhang Yuanshan said: "Even if the muck pile is removed, the feng shui of the ancestral tomb has been destroyed. There will be water in the graves, so it will not be easy for your fathers to die. The grave must be moved, and more paper money must be burned for him. ”

When Chen Xudong's father heard this, he immediately begged several villagers to help dig up the grave, and according to Zhang Yuanshan's instructions, the grave was moved ten zhang to the south.

When the Chen family's ancestral grave was dug up, it was seen that the water had eroded a large hole in the grave, and a coffin that had begun to rot was floating in the water.

Zhang Yuanshan burned a few pieces of rune paper in front of the coffin, and recited a spell for a while, asking the three members of the Chen family to kneel down together, and then ordered to carry out the coffin.

Not long after, ten feet away from the original tomb, another grave was dug again, and the people carried the coffin into it again. Zhang Yuanshan still burned the talisman paper, recited the incantation, and ordered the three members of the Chen family to kneel down again, and then ordered to fill in the soil and bury the coffin.

Everyone was about to fill in the original grave hole, but Zhang Yuanshan shook his hand to stop everyone.

Zhang Yuanshan circled around the original ancestral tomb a few times, and suddenly smiled.

Zhang Yuanshan turned his head to Chen Xudong and said, "Chen Xudong, report your birthday to me." Then he said to Chen Xudong's father: "You quickly go and dial a big radish, and there are two forks in the lower part that look like a human shape." ”

Chen Xudong's father hurriedly ran to his vegetable field and began to dig radishes. After digging more than 20 in a row, I finally dug up a radish that looked a little human-shaped.

When he ran to Zhang Yuanshan's side angrily, he saw that Zhang Yuanshan had already written his son Chen Xudong's birthday on a piece of yellow paper, as well as some symbols that he couldn't understand.

Zhang Yuanshan instructed Chen Xudong again: "You go home now, take an old dress and a pair of shoes that you often wear in college, remember, it must be worn by you, not new clothes." ”

After Chen Xudong went home to get it, Zhang Yuanshan asked the villagers to bring a table and placed it in front of the original grave.

Zhang Yuanshan covered the table with a yellow cloth, lit a handful of incense, and inserted it in the incense burner. He asked the villagers to help him scoop out all the water from the grave with a spoon. Then I started chanting the words.

When half of the incense was burned, the water in the tomb had been emptied. Zhang Yuanshan poured dry soil into the grave, and then carefully placed Chen Xudong's old clothes and shoes into the grave.

After reciting the incantation for a while, Zhang Yuanshan pricked the talisman paper with Chen Xudong's birthday on the human-shaped radish with a needle, and then placed it on the clothes that had been laid out in the mosquito hole.

After a while, the burning was almost finished, and Zhang Yuanshan instructed the villagers to bury the grave.

Back at Chen Xudong's house, Chen Xudong's parents begged Zhang Yuanshan to do something to free Chen Xudong from the entanglement of his dead classmate Zhou Weimin's soul.

Zhang Yuanshan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Chen Xudong is fine." What I have just done has freed him from the entanglement of unjust souls. ”

Chen Xudong was greatly surprised, and couldn't help asking, "You mean that I buried my clothes and birth date in the original ancestral tomb just now?" ”

Zhang Yuanshan nodded and smiled: "Exactly." Your original ancestral tomb has changed from a feng shui treasure to a murderous tomb. I'll tell you to clean up the muck pile, but you can't move it today, you have to do it tomorrow. ”

Chen Xudong's father was stunned and asked why. Zhang Yuanshan said with some pride: "Before the muck pile was removed, the location of the original ancestral tomb was still full of yin. I put Chen Xudong's eight characters and clothes into the grave, and after nightfall, Zhou Weimin's unjust soul will feel it, and he will think that Chen Xudong is also dead. In this way, there is no need for their dating promise after the beginning of spring to exist, and Zhou Weimin's unjust soul will also enter the underworld, and after he drinks Meng Po soup and walks across the Nai He Bridge, he will not remember anything. ”

Li Bing couldn't help but smile: "Brother Zhang, it turns out that you only know that people deceive people, and you can also deceive ghosts." ”

Zhang Yuanshan also laughed, and after a while, he became serious and said to Chen Xudong: "Although I helped you deceive Zhou Weimin's unjust soul, he died because of you." You have to burn more paper money for him, so that he can be reincarnated as soon as possible, so that you can stay safe forever. ”