After the other party introduced himself, I remembered that it was Miss Bai's best friend Xiaoqing. Xiaoqing said that since we helped her family move the ancestral grave some time ago, her family has begun to improve. Not only was the business of the shops in the city booming, but my father also came to his senses and was discharged from the hospital and returned home. Xiaoqing is a broken mouth, and when she meets people, she will say that it is a master who uses the technique of Qimen to calculate that there is a problem with her ancestral grave, and it was only after the grave was moved that it was transferred, and my phone number was also scattered later. It is spreading more and more, which is why so many people have come to divination recently...

I smiled bitterly and said, "Your way of repaying is so good, do you know how many people ask for the test, I'm almost exhausted." ”

Xiaoqing smirked on the phone, and it took a long time for her to tell me why she was calling. It turned out that after his father came to his senses, he really wanted to meet Master and me and express his gratitude in person.

I wanted to excuse myself, but suddenly I thought of the 'wooden gossip' we dug up in the ancestral grave of Xiaoqing's family, and the 'house demon' raised in that old house, so I agreed.

After hanging up the phone, I told the master about it, and the master thought about it and said, "It's okay, when the time comes, I will meet and ask the old man to see if he knows anything about the 'wooden gossip' in the ancestral tomb."

"Master, aren't you going?" I asked.

Master smiled and said that he had never liked things like wine banquets, so he didn't go and let Xiang Feng go with me. Xiang Feng's current job is the owner of a restaurant. Two months ago, I had a phone call with Xiaoya, and Xiaoya said that the business of the restaurant is not good, and most of the diners are young women, mainly because the restaurant has such a 'living sign' as Xiangfeng. Some girls don't hesitate to drive hundreds of miles, just to see the handsome boss...

Then, the master tested Xiang Feng's skills. For most of the past six months, the master has copied the secrets of the Faqimen that he has learned on paper, and every once in a while he has sent a thick stack of letters to Xiangfeng in Sichuan. Master said that Xiang Feng originally had a foundation in magic and his talent was better than mine, so although he didn't teach it personally, his skills didn't necessarily lag behind me.

Sure enough, under the first test, no matter whether the game starts or ends, the degree of the wind is faster than mine, and those tongue-twisting Qimen spells are even more backwards. What surprised me even more was that Xiang Feng's research on various formations was far ahead of me...

At noon the next day, Xiaoqing drove to pick us up. Master went to the empty house in the backyard and continued the retreat. Hearing that the master was not going, Xiaoqing looked a little disappointed.

"I'll bring a friend with me."

I shouted into the room, and walked out to the wind, and Xiaoqing's eyes immediately straightened. Although this scene was expected, it was still a little surprising and funny. A married young woman was so out of shape that she was about to drool when she saw Xiang Feng. At the same time, I feel sad for Xiaoya, although Xiang Feng didn't say it, but I think that Xiaoya's departure should be related to thinking that she is not worthy of Xiang Feng...

There are still a few days to go before Chinese New Year's Eve, and everywhere you go, there is a peaceful and peaceful appearance. While driving, Xiaoqing watched the wind from time to time through the rearview mirror. I was always scared all the way, for fear that she would drive the car into the ditch at any moment.

Coming to the familiar compound and entering the house, we met Xiaoqing's father. When I saw it, I couldn't help but swallow my saliva. According to Xiaoqing's description on the phone, I thought that the old man would be able to jump up from his wheelchair and go out to play mahjong.

However, the person in front of him was reclining on the bed, looking like a dying patient. The mouth is crooked, the eyes are slanted, and when he speaks, his face twitches, and his saliva flows. Xiaoqing's younger brother had already removed the bandages on his body and sat aside to wipe his saliva from time to time.

The old man 'woo-woo' for a long time, and I only understood one sentence, 'Xihu, please sit (Master, please sit)'.

I frowned secretly, called Xiaoqing out, and walked to the door, she didn't forget to look back at Xiangfeng again.

"Did any of your grandparents have had a stroke? … Oops, I'll go see the handsome guy after answering my question! ”

"Huh?" Xiaoqing came back to her senses and said, "No." ”

"Strange..."

"What's wrong?" Xiaoqing asked.

"I don't think your father is having a stroke, there's something wrong with his eyes."

"How... How is it wrong? Xiaoqing stammered.

"It's hard to say." I shook my head, "I'm just feeling it too. ”

After a while, a restaurant sent a large table of wine and food, and the old man wanted to struggle to get up with us, but Xiang Feng and I hurriedly stopped him.

Xiaoqing's younger brother accompanied us to drink, and when we were about to drink, Xiang Feng excused himself to go to the toilet, passed by me and whispered, Ah Leng, come out.

"What's the matter?" Outside, I asked.

Xiang Feng first looked up at the sky, and then said in a deep voice: "That old man didn't have a stroke. ”

"You see that, too?" I asked.

"Hmm." Xiang Feng nodded, "There is a faint trace of black qi in his seal hall, which is a sign of being haunted by evil things..."

"Haunted by evil creatures?"

I frowned, and by 'haunted by evil things' I meant to be entangled in something unclean. According to what Xiang Feng said, the old man's Yin Hall has black qi, which means that the evil thing has not been haunting him for a day or two, and that evil qi has invaded his life.

This situation is much more tricky than the 'house evil' that harmed Boss Wang's family at the beginning, and the evil spirit invades the life, which is equivalent to saying that the evil thing has become one with the old man, and you don't want to find out where the evil thing is hidden in the way of starting the game.

"What are the two handsome guys talking about?" That Xiaoqing walked out at some point and looked at Xiang Feng with a smile.

"Give me your father's date of birth." Xiang Feng said.

Xiaoqing scratched her head and thought for a long time, saying that she had to ask.

I shook my head and smiled bitterly, people nowadays are not unfilial, they may be too busy, and there are many people like Xiaoqing who can't remember their parents' ages and birthdays.

After a while, Xiaoqing came out and told Xiangfeng the results of her investigation. Xiang Feng calculated the birth date of the eight characters and quickly started a game.

I looked at the game and couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart. I saw that Xiaoqing's father's life fell into the third palace, and the 'Tianrui' sick star plus the 'door of death', and the fierce character of 'Sanqi entering the tomb', which is equal to the fierceness on the fierce, fortunately, there is a 'value talisman' to protect it, but it is not that there is no salvation, but the hope is very slim.

Xiang Feng started from the 'Tianzhu Star', measured the distance from the day dry to the door of death, pinched his fingers and calculated, got up and said to Xiaoqing, your father is not a stroke, but a return to the light, judging from the situation, he will not survive this year's Chinese New Year's Eve...

I reached out and covered Xiaoqing's mouth to stop her from crying.

"If you want your father to die of stimulation, cry as much as you want!" I whispered, "Don't be too afraid, your father is not out of luck!" ”

"That's... Then you have to find a way to save him... He's not even sixty years old," Xiaoqing said, sobbing.

"Tomorrow at five o'clock in the afternoon, his life will turn to Shengmen." Xiang Feng said, "The time is two hours, that is, the hour from five o'clock to seven o'clock, and this is the only life. This means that if you can find something to save your father by seven o'clock tomorrow night, he will be able to survive the Chinese New Year's Eve safely, and his life will be extended by one year. That way, we'll have enough time to find the evil thing that haunts him..."

"That's... What do I need to find tomorrow to save my father? Xiaoqing asked.

"Two things are needed." Xiang Feng said, "One is joy, the other is frustration, tomorrow I will tell you what to do." ”

After speaking, Xiang Feng looked at all the houses in the yard, pointed to the old house on the east side, and said, "What is that house for?" ”

"The old house, the ancestral tablet." I said.

"Very good, move your father to that old house, and don't come out until Chinese New Year's Eve." Xiang Feng said to Xiaoqing.

"But the room was cold." Xiaoqing said.

"My sister, why are you so stupid?" I grinned, "Aren't you going to move the air conditioner over there?" It really doesn't work, and you can light the stove..."

Early the next morning, Xiang Feng and I came to Xiaoqing's hometown again. This time, Xiaoqing's husband was also there, helping to take care of the old man, Xiaoqing was much more restrained, not as out of shape as when she first saw Xiangfeng yesterday.

"Wait a minute, I'll go with her, Ah Feng, you stay here." I say.

"It's fine." Xiang Feng said to Xiaoqing, "Whether you can save your father or not depends on you today." ”

After speaking, Xiang Feng played a game on the ground, pointed to Lijiugong and said, "Wait a minute, you and Ah Leng drive all the way south, about ten miles away, there will be a morning market." After you've had breakfast there, you'll wander around the neighborhood and play for an hour..."

Xiaoqing was anxious when she heard this, "Handsome guy, human life is a matter of heaven, who still has the leisure to eat breakfast and go shopping?!" ”

Qimen pays attention to 'choosing the time', that is, the 'heavenly time' in the ancients' often said that 'the time is right, the place and the people'. Xiang Feng said let's eat breakfast and go shopping, but in fact, he was waiting for the best time to act.

"If you want to save your father, do what we arranged!"

I scolded, and Xiaoqing didn't dare to speak.

Xiang Feng continued: "Then, you go all the way east from the morning market, about twenty miles, there will be a group of people who greet relatives, you have to stop the convoy, bow to the bride three times, and ask for the wedding flower she wears on her chest, that is 'joy'." ”

Xiaoqing was already stunned, "And then?" ”

"After asking for the flowers, you go back the way you came, and come to the morning market before. Give a man who is begging on the street ten dollars and say 'Congratulations to Cai.' Remember, you can only give ten dollars, not more, not less. Then he will show you the way, and you will go south when he goes south, and you will go west when he goes west. If you go about thirty miles in the direction that the man pointed out, there will be a family of mourners, and you will bow three times to the family of the deceased, and ask for a button on the deceased's shirt, and that is 'discouragement.'"

I am not as good as Xiang Feng for using Qimen to make a living, so even I was a little stunned when I listened to it, and I felt incredible.

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