But Zong Qiqi didn't pay attention to these.

She was just busy, moved several video equipment from the trunk, wiped her sweat and said, "Take a handle?" Dead straight man! ”

"What are you doing with so many cameras?" I asked, confused.

"Of course it's homework!" She said hard: "I want to take pictures of every room, and then project them on the same screen to the live broadcast room." ”

"In this way, the big brother on the list will know what the situation is."

"You help me, we'll try to get it set up before dark."

It's quite well prepared.

After removing all the equipment, she reached out and stopped me: "Wait, don't rush in yet, I haven't done anything yet." ”

"Doing something?"

I don't know what she's going to do.

But she soon showed what a "Feng Shui" student should be.

First, from the car, he took out a bunch of offerings, as well as a few broken bowls, a yellow cloth, and a few incense sticks, and put them on the ground.

After everything was placed, she held a stick of incense in her hand, and said generously in her mouth: "There are strange things, there are strange things, passing by here, I came to visit." ”

"Incense is offered, accommodating."

"Okay, good."

When he was done, he took out the wooden fish and knocked it up.

"Amitabha, Amitabha."

I rolled my eyes again.

Eldest sister.

This is what you should learn from the Feng Shui system?

Even if it is, you're not regular, huh?

On the yellow cloth, it is the Taoist seal and the Buddhist wooden fish.

She shouldn't think that there is any mana blessing in doing this, right?

I vaguely heard her, chanted a few words of the Diamond Sutra, and then handed me a stick of incense, and said with a serious face: "Classmate Yang, you have to take care of it." ”

"If it is half an hour, the incense in your and my hands will not be burned."

"Then we will withdraw, and we will withdraw without looking back."

I wondered, "Why?" ”

Zong Qiqi looked like "You don't understand this", and said mysteriously: "This is the method that Teacher Yang taught me." ”

"When you encounter a murderous house or something, first take out the incense and sacrifice."

"If you burn it for half a day, you won't be able to finish the incense."

"It's that the host refuses to accept your kindness, and if you want to forcibly break in at this time, you will definitely encounter trouble, and if you don't do it, you will be haunted by unjust spirits."

I couldn't help but laugh.

That's true.

But the incense she bought, there was a problem.

And the way of worship is not right.

Normally, the first thing to do is to buy the incense used in the temple or Taoist temple, which has been opened and blessed by the Tao.

Then, these incense sticks should be inserted in the four directions of southeast, south, and northwest, meaning "there are all directions".

Then there is the sacrifice, which must have an accurate name and an accurate birthday.

Otherwise.

It's easy to attract dirt from the neighborhood.

It's not casual, lighting a few sticks of incense and chanting a few Buddhist scriptures in your mouth, even if you have "informed" the master's family.

It is even an exaggeration to say that Zong Qiqi's approach, if he is in a place where the yin qi is heavy, will take him.

But on the surface of this murderous house, I didn't see any problems, and I didn't pay attention to it, so I just stood with her for half an hour.

But standing and standing, the problem comes.

This incense really hasn't burned at all.

I doubt myself a little.

The smoke is still rising.

Incense ash, not half a bit.

"It's over!"

Zong Qiqi's face turned pale on the spot, and he said in a panic:

"What should I do, Mr. Yang?"

"We can't even pass the first hurdle."

"Or, still, let's go?"

My stubborn temper came up all of a sudden, and I didn't feel anything wrong with the incense in my hand, why couldn't I burn it out?

"Don't worry."

"I'll see."

I frowned, picked up the few sticks of incense that Zong Qiqi had planted on the ground, and then turned my head and asked, "Is there cinnabar?" ”

"Cinnabar?"

"I'll look for it."

Zong Qiqi hurriedly went to the trunk to rummage through the cabinets, and really took out half a bag of cinnabar and handed it to me.

I'm not surprised, whether it's a dry feng shui or a learner of feng shui, cinnabar is a must-have, and it's very useful.

I picked up the cinnabar and asked Zong Qiqi to bring it.

"What?"

She cautiously reached over.

With the help of my fingernails, I slashed her fingertips hard, and she screamed in pain, and quickly tried to withdraw her hand, but I grabbed her.

Tick.

A drop of blood fell in the cinnabar.

"What are you doing here?" Zong Qiqi was confused.

Only then did I let go, stirred the mixed blood cinnabar, smeared it on the standing incense on the ground, and placed it in the southeast, northwest, and northwest corners in front of the gate of this villa.

Then, with my back to the door, I held up a stick of incense over my head and half-knelt down.

This is the method of worshiping the gods, because this villa is north-facing, so I will face north to raise incense as a respectful gesture.

The gist is to tell the yin things in this place, there are indeed important things to ask for, and please enter the urn to eat.

That's a high level of etiquette.

The incense that has been mixed with human blood and cinnabar, even if it has not been opened, has the effect of hooking the femininity, not to mention that Zong Qiqi is still a woman.

But I just did it for ten minutes.

Those sticks of incense, including the ones in my hand, had no intention of burning.

"It's weird."

My brow furrowed, and I always felt that something was not right.

Could it be that it's because the evil spirit of this murderous house is too heavy, so burning incense and worshipping or something doesn't work at all?

But why can't I feel the slightest bit of evil?

To enter this murderous house, to enter or not to enter?

Originally, I didn't have much interest, but now that this happened, I had no reason to have a sense of curiosity, and I wanted to see what was going on.

"No matter."

"Let's go inside."

I looked at Zong Qiqi and directly brushed the incense in my hand.

I don't know this, but the problem arises.

This Lixiang ......

It turned out to be a fake!

Except for the smoke that can be emitted for a while after being lit in the place above the head, the rest are some plastic that cannot be burned at all.

"What's going on?"

I looked at Zong Qiqi.

"?"

"Is it fake?"

Zong Qiqi's beautiful eyes widened, with a look of disbelief, rushed to the southeast and northwest, pulled out the rest of the incense, and cut it off one by one like me.

"This black-hearted boss actually sold me fakes, is there still trust between people?"

She gritted her teeth, extremely angry, and threw Rikka on the ground and trampled it out.

"You wait!"

"I'm going to buy the real thing!"

I stopped her: "Forget it, let's go in." ”

"Can it work?" She hesitated, looked at me and asked.

"Yes." I nodded faintly, but I was speechless.

I wasted half an hour in vain, not to mention, and I made myself nervous.

"Alright then, then you have to be careful, you have to protect me." Zong Qiqi took a deep breath, and then lifted the device.

I was also about to help, but when she passed by, I inadvertently glanced at Zong Qiqi.

Suddenly, she found that a hint of cunning flashed in her beautiful eyes.

I frowned.

I thought, it's broken.

This chick is testing me.

The incense was indeed fake, but she didn't necessarily know it was fake!