The sudden thunderbolt made Uncle Zhang and Aunt Li completely stupid. Fortunately, Zhang Fan reacted in time, took the second elder's hand, and hurriedly rushed to the house.

Along the way, three lightning bolts fell one after another, and all three of them almost hit Uncle Zhang's head.

"Oh, you old thing who made evil, do you see it, the thunder is splitting you! Don't dig it, don't dig it, you dare to dig that Zhang Xi's ancestral grave, why don't you go to the sky. ”

Aunt Li, who came back to her senses, was so frightened that she cried and shouted.

Uncle Zhang was even more stupid, and he didn't even dare to speak.

And Zhang Fan didn't stop, he quickly drew a circle on the ground with charcoal, and saw Uncle Zhang circle. Then a drop of blood fell on the charcoal trace. The charcoal burned instantly.

"Xiao Fan, you must save your Uncle Zhang Fu. Auntie knows, you can, you can, right?"

Everyone in Zhangjiagou knows that Zhang Fan's family is a well-known family in the village. Kanyu is a good name, in fact, in the village privately, everyone calls them fortune tellers.

In this day and age, the term fortune teller is not indecent.

"Aunt Li, don't worry, I'll figure it out. Uncle Zhang, take off your clothes. ”

After hearing this, Uncle Zhang was stunned for a moment.

"Undressed?"

"What are you stunned, Xiao Fan will take it off if you want to take it off!" Aunt Li said angrily.

Uncle Zhang was like a child who had made a mistake, and quickly took off his clothes.

Subsequently, Zhang Fan saw a strange mark under the left shoulder of his back. It was a mark like the claws of a beast, like the mark of lightning splitting.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes, and then asked.

"Uncle Zhang, Aunt Li, you just said, what's the matter with digging Zhang Xi's grave?"

Zhang Fan knows who this Zhang Xi is. Zhang Xi used to be the village chief of their Zhangjiagou. And he is also a close friend of Grandpa Zhang Fan.

After Zhang Xi's death, it was Zhang Fan's grandfather who personally surveyed the terrain, sought feng shui, and finally buried him personally.

Zhang Xi's tomb can be said to have come from Zhang Fan's grandfather.

"The old fool said that now no one has planted the land in the village. So just dig up our fields a little bit. Who knows, this old fool dug directly to Zhang Xi's grave and dug up the cornerstone of the crossing. ”

Aunt Li told Zhang Fan what happened.

After hearing this, Zhang Fan chuckled.

"I see. Then Aunt Li, you and Uncle Zhang stay here, don't move. Before I came back, Uncle Zhang was asked to leave the circle. Got it?"

Aunt Li nodded and said, "Okay, Xiaofan be careful!"

After Zhang Fan heard this, he went to the kitchen and took off the coat and hat, then put on the coat, put on the hat, and went up the mountain.

Outside, at the moment, it was scaring the pouring rain. The fog was misty, and the sight distance was less than five meters.

Zhang Fan walked on the ridges of the field, surrounded by heavy rain. Then he walked towards Zhang Xi's grave.

In front of Zhang Xi's grave, there is a bluestone road. Originally, there were four bluestones, but now only three remain, and one is missing.

Apparently because Uncle Zhang took a hoe and dug up the bluestone.

Next to it is the largest ditch in Zhangjiagou. The bluestone probably fell into the ditch. It's just that it's raining heavily now, and the small ditch has long since turned into a flash flood, and the bluestone has long been washed there, and now I can't find it even if I want to find it.

"Turf, show!"

Zhang Fan stood in front of the grave and changed the territory in his mind, and soon, the territory gave the answer.

"The terrain is good, and the loess is covered. Four elephants protect the dragon, stand after the break, good luck, gather small dragons. ”

When Zhang Fan saw the proverb given by this site, he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"Old man, you're really not an ordinary fortune teller. Grandmaster Xiaolong, yes!"

Zhang Fan always thought that his grandfather was just an ordinary fortune teller.

However, today, he saw his grandfather's handwriting, the Four Elephants Dragon Guard. turned a piece of loess into a small dragon vein. This kind of ability is not even good for ordinary Little Dragon Grandmasters.

In contrast, the small dragon vein arranged by Zhang Fan's grandfather was even higher than the small dragon vein that Zhang Fan had seen in the Song family's cemetery before.

"It's just that this formation is too damaged. If you move the formation, you will be struck by lightning. Not good. Not good. ”

Zhang Fan shook his head.

He knew that Zhang Xi was his grandfather's best friend, so Grandpa Zhang Fan tried his best to protect his friend's grave.

It's just that this formation will cause huge damage to the person who touches the formation, and it is too domineering.

"Old man, how many secrets do you still have to hide from me!"

Zhang Fan raised his head and looked at his grandfather's grave less than fifty meters away.

In the midst of the rainstorm, it seems so quiet and lonely.

Zhang Fan's grandfather's grave was not made by Zhang Fan. It was chosen by the old man himself before his death.

When he was alive, he had already chosen a piece of feng shui treasure land for himself. The pit was dug and the coffin was placed, and he waited for himself to lie down when he died.

"Let's stop this rain first!"

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand, and from the torrent-like ditch on the right, a stone flew out and landed in Zhang Fan's hand.

Zhang Fan put the stone on the bluestone that was no longer in front of Zhang Xi's grave, then bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood.

Finally, he recited the mantra and dripped blood into a talisman. A small spell appeared on the bluestone. That spell was exactly the same as the one that had been behind Uncle Zhang's back before.

The moment the spell was completed, the rainstorm in the sky slowly became smaller. Even the thunder and lightning have been hidden.

Even the mark behind Uncle Zhang disappeared out of thin air.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan once again walked to his grandfather's grave.

"Old man, do you have something to hide from me?"

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, suddenly in his mind, the black territory rotated.

However, the results given by the site made him a little disappointed. This lonely tomb has no traces of contemplation.

"Could it be that I'm thinking too much?" Zhang Fan wondered.

Then, he shook his head and went home.

At home, Uncle Zhang still stayed in the charcoal circle honestly. Seeing Zhang Fan coming back, the second elder hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Xiaofan, how is it?" Aunt Li said excitedly.

When Zhang Fan heard this, he smiled and said, "It's okay, Uncle Zhang, Aunt Li." But in the future, you must be careful not to touch Zhang Xi's grave. Especially the four stones in front of his grave. ”

When the second elder heard this, he nodded hurriedly.

"I know, I know, this old fool, I think he will give him a hundred guts in the future, and he will not dare to come nonsense. ”

"Don't dare, don't dare. ”

Uncle Zhang was also frightened by this incident. In the future, it seems that no one will dare to touch Zhang Xi's grave.

In the end, he watched the two elders talk and leave Zhang Fan's old house. Zhang Fan smiled and shook his head.

Subsequently, Zhang Fan also locked the door of the old mansion again. Zhang's ancestral land, he will come back.