"Mr. Chen, the old man understands that it is the old man's fault to deceive you, but I am also thinking about the Wang family!" Old Man Wang respectfully apologized.

"I'm just worried that you won't be able to accept it if I tell you about it in advance."

I laughed and said, "So, you can cut first and then play?" If I'm not mistaken, once I step into the Wang family's feng shui hall, the curses of the five evils and three defects that have been passed down from these three generations will all fall on me! When the time comes, I can't get rid of it even if I want to. ”

Old Man Wang hurriedly defended: "But, Mr. Chen, aren't you a living dead?" As far as I know, the living dead are not limited by the curse of five evils and three defects! ”

"So what? My heart is in a diaphragm, can't I? I said.

"This ...... Of course, I also know that Mr. Chen will bear great psychological pressure when he takes over my Wang family's feng shui hall to bear the curse of five evils and three deficiencies for my Wang family. ”

"As long as it is within the scope of my Wang family, I will let Guofeng do it for you!"

"No!" I waved my hand, with my current status in Wang Guofeng's heart, whatever I want, as long as I mention it, Wang Guofeng will do it, and there is no need to let Old Man Wang open his mouth again.

Besides, I don't have any material needs to meet now.

"I can promise you." After a short silence, I suddenly spoke, and with one word, the old man Wang rekindled hope.

He said excitedly: "As long as Mr. Chen agrees, whatever you want, you can say whatever you want." ”

"I'll just need you to answer me one more question." I said.

"You say."

As Mr. Wang said, the curse of the five disadvantages and three deficiencies will not have any effect on me, the living dead, so the benefits of taking over Feng Shui Hall must outweigh the disadvantages for me.

Perhaps, the only thing that makes me uncomfortable is Mr. Wang's style of doing things first, but it doesn't matter.

"I just want to know, old man, the last hexagram that your father begged for heaven before his death, the content of the hexagram, is it really as you said, portraying me as an immortal surnamed Chen from the north?"

"It's true!" Old Man Wang nodded heavily: "I can't remember the detailed content of the hexagram, but the most important sentence is that there is an immortal surnamed Chen in the north, I have remembered it all my life, there can be no mistake!" ”

"As for Mr. Chen, you are indeed the only person surnamed Chen among the people I have dealt with in my life, I dare to be sure, what the hexagram says is Mr. Chen!"

I nodded, but then another question lay in front of me.

If the person mentioned in the hexagram is really mine, then what does God mean?

Could it be that I'm really an immortal? But this is too bullshit, I am a person, related to immortals, it is estimated that it is the Sichuan mantra: I am a fairy banban!

After studying broken books for so many years, I can read physiognomy, feng shui, and even more can drive away evil spirits and eliminate disasters and solve problems, but I can only be regarded as a beginner in this matter of divination, and I am not proficient in it.

Right now, I can't think of a reason why I want to break my head, so I don't waste my brain cells.

"Now it's convenient, can you go to your feng shui hall to have a look?" I said.

Old Man Wang respectfully arched his hand and said, "Since the Feng Shui Hall has been handed over to Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen can go to see it whenever he wants." ”

"Let's go, then." I picked up the key on the table and turned to leave.

At this time, Old Man Wang stopped me: "Mr. Chen, if you want to go to Feng Shui Hall, you can let Guofeng show you the way, old man, it's time to leave." ”

I turned around and saw that Old Man Wang's figure was blurred, turning into wisps of green smoke, rising and dissipating.

"What's the situation?" I asked.

Old Man Wang smiled: "I forgot to tell you, the person who was painted the soul, unless he found the original soul painter, otherwise, forcibly taking out the soul can only maintain a stick of incense at most, and after a stick of incense, the soul will be scattered." ”

"And this?" I chuckled in my heart and subconsciously looked up in the direction of the second floor.

Wang Guofeng, who was eavesdropping on the aisle, heard this, and was so frightened that he hurriedly got up and ran down.

"Daddy! What does it mean to be scattered? Do you mean you're going to disappear into this world? Don't, Daddy! I can't bear you! Wang Guofeng grabbed his father's hand and trembled with excitement.

In this regard, Old Man Wang behaved very frankly, he smiled and nodded: "Well, I'm leaving!" ”

"Guofeng, the Wang family will be handed over to you in the future, don't let your father down." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and stroked the top of Wang Guofeng's head as he had done when he was a child.

"Don't daddy! I don't want you to go! I don't want it! The father and son snuggled together, and in his father's arms, Wang Guofeng cried like a child.

After a long time, when he found that his father in front of him was gone, Wang Guofeng stood up, he looked at me, wiped his tears, and asked, "Mr. Chen, my dad is he...... Is it really completely disappeared from this world? ”

I sighed: "The soul is scattered, it represents the complete end of life, let's mourn and change, originally, I also planned to send him to reincarnation, but I didn't expect it to be such an ending." ”

Seeing this, some people may say, this person died as a ghost, and the ghost died as a deaf, how can I say that the soul is scattered, which represents the complete end of life, here I will explain.

People die as ghosts, ghosts die as deaf, deaf death as Xi, and hope dies as Yi, this is the record in the ancient record "Ghost Record".

And this Netherworld Record is actually a collection of Zhiwei novels written by Liu Yiqing Jimen of the Southern Song Dynasty Clan, and its content cannot be taken seriously.

In the record, at this stage, it is already transparent and invisible.

Then Xi and Yi were even more silent and colorless, neither the naked eyes of mortals nor the eyes of ghosts could be seen.

In ancient times, this stage was more likened to artistic conception and realm, rather than real existence.

Therefore, when a person dies as a ghost, after the ghost dies, it can be regarded as completely vanishing and never to be seen again.

For the death of Old Man Wang, I do feel a little guilty of myself, and I express my inner apologies to Wang Guofeng.

Wang Guofeng was also frank: "Mr. Chen, this is not your fault, if you didn't help my father get free, who knows, how long he will stay in the body of that lonely soul and wild ghost, my father will definitely be able to accept such an ending." ”

"His concern in this life has always been this family, not himself."

As he spoke, Wang Guofeng wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up from the ground, and said, "Mr. Chen, don't you want to go to my feng shui hall to have a look?" I'll take you. ”

"Tomorrow." I could see that Wang Guofeng's mood was not stable, and he needed to rest.

Wang Guofeng insisted again and again, saying that he was okay and could take me to Feng Shui Hall.

"Don't worry, let's wait for tomorrow, I'm tired too, let's rest for one night first." I said.

Hearing me say this, Wang Guofeng didn't say anything more, and after saying good night to me, he went upstairs and went back to his room.