Lu Haotian was like a duck listening to thunder, he didn't know why with a cigarette in his mouth, and he couldn't understand the secret words of the two just now. "Hey, this is not a place to talk, I said old man, what time has it been, you don't have to kneel twins anymore. If you two really want to be idle, don't you think about catching that big beautiful girl first? How evil should that be? If we really leave, Shukutun will suffer. ”

Ma Fuxiang told Sù Wushuang that this matter is not so simple. When he came here with his mentor Wu Gongyao, Wu Gongyao said that this place was originally a rare spiritual land. It's just that somehow, the ground below is cold and cold, and there may be a thousand-year-old evil hidden nearby that has broken the best feng shui in this place.

Wu Gongyao had the intention of finding the evil roots hidden in the leylines for the locals, but before he could gain a firm foothold, Little Japan caught up again, and he had no choice but to take his men to hide in the endless primeval forest of Changbai Mountain.

Later, after the master left, he left his last words, asking him to restrain his banditry and live in seclusion in the reservoir, waiting for his descendants. Ma Fuxiang also has the heart to find the root of the evil, but the old man is a rough man, except for the shocking killing skills passed on to him by his teacher, the others are like ducks listening to thunder, the left ear goes in and out of the right ear. If he could master the ability to hold back a golden point or a treasure, he would have already found the source of the earth's leyline yin qi.

"Master, it's not difficult to get rid of the corpse of the Goryeo woman, Fuxiang can pull off her head with one hand, but the original site of the reservoir is a walled city in ancient Goryeo, and I don't know how many ancient tombs are buried below, think about it, each corpse is an immortal big zongzi, one comes out today, and another one is dug out tomorrow, ordinary people in the world only think about the value of the coffin wine but don't know the power of the incorruptible ancient corpse, isn't it going to make a big mess sooner or later?"

Ma Fuxiang said, there is a reservoir behind my small temple, and the water under the reservoir is extremely cold all year round, and perhaps the source of yin qi in the leylines is hidden under the reservoir.

"It seems that we really can't go for a while, I want to find a way, but my ability is the tip of the iceberg compared to the second grandfather, and it is not very accurate to see the feng shui leylines. ”

"Master is talking about my senior brother Ma Sihai, have you seen him, is he still alive?"

"Alive, he is in Heilongtun in Xing'an Mountains, but he is much more chic than you, hehe...... If I have the opportunity to take you there, you two must have a lot to say. Okay, let's go, let's go back and see Liu Dazhuang who stole the corpse blood bracelet first. ”

Lu Haotian looked at Ma Fuxiang and grinned, "I said old man, why don't I take you to the city to take a bath first?"

Wushuang was also happy, not to mention that he didn't know that the old monk in front of him was Ma Fuxiang, it was estimated that even if he brought Ma Sihai here, he might not be able to recognize it. It's so burying that he stinks all over his body, and he probably hasn't taken a shower for decades.

After sunrise, the two of them also cleaned up Ma Fuxiang, and they didn't know whose courtyard they had cleaned up. Jumping on this old man is clean and buried, with him by his side, Wushuang's heart is much more steady.

Before entering Liu's house, I listened to the noise in the small courtyard from afar, and from time to time there were many blind dates in and out of the house, and I didn't know what to do, and the two dogs in the yard cried into tears, and in the end, they only sobbed, and even the tears were dry.

"Twins, we'd better not go in yet, you see, why is the second dog with filial piety? Is it his father's ......" Lu Haotian grabbed Wushuang.

Wushuang frowned, he also stole Liu Dazhuang's soul from the female corpse last night according to the classical record of the thief door, it stands to reason that he can't die even if he doesn't fully recover?

Ma Fuxiang shook his head: "There is no dead air in the house, it should be fine." ”

Wushuang stepped into the small courtyard and asked, "Ergouzi, what are you crying about? What's wrong with the family? Who are you wearing filial piety for?"

Who knew that the half-grown boy who didn't know what to do saw Wushuang glared and stretched out his hand to push him.

"It's all you! It's all you! Didn't you say you could save my father? My father is breathing!"

It didn't matter what he shouted, the old and young masters in the courtyard looked up and saw that Wushuang and Lu Haotian had also gathered around and pointed. He almost drowned them with a mouthful of spit.

"Master, you'd better not get involved in these troubled things, it's okay, it's a commotion, right?" Ma Fuxiang's tiger eyes glared angrily, clenched his fists, and the joints in his hands clicked. He doesn't care about those, he is now the bodyguard next to the leader of the thief, don't say that you are ordinary people, even if the emperor dares to disrespect the leader, he can let you know how to write dead words.

"Forget the third grandfather, something must have gone wrong, don't make it difficult for everyone, they are all from the township. Wushuang patted Ma Fuxiang on the shoulder.

At this time, the director and the secretary also walked out of the house, and they dragged Wushuang aside and said, Liu Dazhuang was breathless in the early hours of this morning. His daughter-in-law regarded Wushuang as the culprit.

"Impossible! How can you die?"

Ma Fuxiang pushed away the villagers and walked into the hut, at this time, several young and strong young people were dressing Liu Dazhuang in longevity clothes. Liu Dazhuang's daughter-in-law was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't move, looking directly at Ma Fuxiang.

"Stop!" Ma Fuxiang shouted.

"Oh, isn't this the great monk of the Guandi Temple? What's the matter? The director asked you to come and recite the scriptures, right?"

Ma Fuxiang sat on the edge of the kang and stretched out his hand to test Liu Dazhuang's snort, he was indeed out of breath, and he was cold.

"Master, come and see, I'm a little unsure, but I don't think it's that simple, this person shouldn't be dead!" Ma Fuxiang summoned Wushuang.

Wushuang walked over and broke Liu Dazhuang's eyes, there seemed to be vitality in his pupils, and the evil spirit from last night was gone. It's just that he's cold, and that's no different from a dead corpse. Don't say it's him, even if Liu Dazhuang is dragged to the provincial hospital, any doctor will definitely give him a death certificate.

"You liar! You're a magic stick! Bully us orphans and widows, don't you?" The woman didn't know what the demon was when she saw Wushuang, she screamed and pounced, and was finally pushed several meters away by Ma Fuxiang's palm.

"Your master is not dead, if you bury it now, I won't be able to take care of it!"

Ma Fuxiang turned around and scolded: "Get out of here! Get out of the way! No one is allowed to watch the excitement!"

Wushuang instructed Erdanzi to close the door, hang curtains, and not have a trace of light in the house, and then find three sticks of foreign wax and put them on top of Liu Dazhuang's head to ignite. The flame of one of the waxes was slightly smaller than the other two, and the candle was fluctuating when the house was closed and there was no wind.