After communicating with the woman, under my assignment, Huineng is responsible for helping overdue.

I discussed with Uncle Dongfang alone and found a piece of land in the ancestral grave of their Fang family.

The feng shui near the ancestral tomb of the Fang family is not very good, at the mouth of a cave.

A trembling wind blew from inside the cave, and it happened to blow right next to the tomb.

The graves are all buried ancestors, and a woman's filth and resentment are so strong, if she is buried here, the filthy aura will only aggravate the woman's resentment.

This is obviously also a game against the wind, I never thought that he would be one ring after another.

First, he sealed the woman's filthy qi in the house and helped him to gather endless filthy qi.

But at the same time, the headwind chief also left a hand.

But if one man came forward to dispel the woman's filthiness and put her and her husband back to the ancestral grave.

Then the feng shui of the ancestral tomb can also continue to help him maintain his yin qi.

This feng shui pattern is suitable for cultivating yin, that is, the place where yin qi gathers.

I frowned at this Feng Shui Bureau, I had to find a way to break this Feng Shui Bureau.

My cousin taught me a trick before, I can use evil to suppress evil, and use five willow branches to suppress the filthy spirit in the tomb.

However, due to the soil quality of the area, there are no locust trees nearby.

After surpassing the woman, Huineng ran to the ancestral grave to find us.

Looking at the nearby Feng Shui, Hui Neng suddenly frowned.

"If there is no locust tree here, we will not be able to stop this grave, this is the ancestral grave of someone else's family, and it seems inappropriate to break the ground again."

I understand what Dong Jing said, and I actually think so too.

But we have to find an exit as soon as possible, or the matter will never be resolved.

As long as the feng shui here is broken, the formation of the headwind path can be broken.

I began to close my eyes and seriously think about the notes my grandmother had left behind.

There's a way.

"Let's try a joint approach with the three companies."

I propose.

As mentioned in the note, if one person is unable to deal with this matter, it is better to find three or more people of different sects and who are upright to help.

In our team, there were exactly three people from different denominations.

We surrounded the ancestral grave of the Fang family, ready to start the practice.

I first lit three incense sticks and inserted them in front of the ancestral grave of the Fang family.

One stick of incense respects the ancestors, two pillars respect the forgotten soul, and three sticks of incense worship the ghosts and gods.

Although the ancestors of the Fang family are buried in the ancestral tomb, after a long time, they will become ghosts and gods.

So here I have to light three incense sticks and burn a talisman to tell them that we're going to do it right away.

This was a respectful attitude, even though the ancestors of the Fang family had already entered the path of reincarnation.

After I finished my preliminary work, we began to surround the Fang family's ancestral grave.

In a clockwise direction, it starts with me, followed by Dong Jing and Hui Neng.

The three of us gathered around the ancestral grave, each reciting the scriptures we had learned.

Huineng was originally a little Arhat, and as soon as he recited the scriptures, a faint golden light emanated from his body.

Dong Jing's family is also an ancient feng shui master, and his body also exudes a faint green light.

And I am a descendant of the Black Miao tribe, although I have also learned some of the Taoism taught to me by my cousin before, but in the end I still chose to read some of the spells left by my grandmother in the notebook.

As my mantra began, a faint purple light slowly emanated from my body.

When the three rays of light reached the sky, they fused together, forming a protective shield and falling towards us.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly a lot of black gas circled around the protective cover.

I know very well that those black gases must be the filthy qi raised by this ancestral tomb.

Because with the protective shield, the Filthy Qi has no way to attack us.

The black gas could only wander anxiously outside the protective cover.

We each took out the ritual utensils from our bags, Hui Neng with his one hundred and eight beads, Dong Jing with one of her ancestral masks, and I with my grandmother's notes.

After getting the artifact, we held it high and formed a cone.

At this moment, the sun's rays shone down on us, piercing through our protective shield and shining on our magic vessels.

The protective shield was destroyed the moment the sun hit our magic weapon, and the blinding light made me a little unable to open my eyes.

The nearby filthy breath was also beaten by the sun's rays and the ghosts cried wolves.

Suddenly there were bursts of crying from the whole mountain, which was particularly harsh.

As the cries came, I only felt as if something was being pressed tightly in my heart, and my stomach spasmed, and I couldn't help but want to vomit.

When my throat was fishy, I spurted out a mouthful of black blood.

At the same time, Huineng and Dong Jing also had the same reaction.

But as my mouthful of black blood spurted out, the nearby filthy qi suddenly screamed, and the wind blew them all away.

At this time, I breathed a sigh of relief, and finally broke the formation of the headwind leader, even if the feng shui of this ancestral tomb is not good and the yin qi is sufficient, there is no way to help the headwind leader to gather yin qi.

Before I got those twelve jade pendants, all I could do was to keep breaking the formation of the headwind path, so that he would not be able to complete Kata's physical remodeling in a short period of time.

That's all I can do.

After the whole ritual was completed, we took back our respective ritual vessels.

The urn on the side has long been waiting to be buried.

Uncle Dongfang saw that we didn't do anything more, so he rubbed his hands anxiously: "Is there anything I can help with?" ”

"We need some sacrifices, which can be regarded as a little bit of heart after the burial of the Fang family tree." I touched my nose and sighed: "It's true that he has been a little wronged by letting him stay at home for so long." The house was uninhabited for a long time, and no one gave him an offering, and even if he went far, he would definitely not be able to go well, so that he could go all the way and not leave any worries in this world. ”

I explained it very thoroughly, and Uncle Dongfang naturally understood.

Before the burial ceremony began, he had brought all the offerings he had brought with him, in the small van he had driven over.

I have to say that Uncle Dongfang was quite careful, and prepared paper cows and paper horses for Professor Fang, as well as some paper people and offerings such as white rice and chicken.

After we did the joint approach of the three companies, the rest of the things went very smoothly.

Soon we were done dealing with the East Village, and seeing that we had spent more time here, we had to leave anyway.