Li Xiangxiang reminded me behind her back, and I wanted to ask her why.

It's a pity that she has already left, and it is really a dragon that does not see the end.

"With my blood?" I rubbed my fingers in thought, but I didn't dare to move.

It's not that I suspect Li Xiangxiang, it's just that it is taboo to use the blood of a living person to invite the tomb owner.

Grandpa said that if you use the blood of a living person to ask the tomb owner for help, once something goes wrong, the person and the ghost will be reversed, and the soul of the tomb owner will be attached to the living person, and life and death will follow.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, the possession of the tomb owner is not necessarily a bad thing, such as letting the souls of some very powerful bigwigs in life be possessed and continue to complete their unfinished events, or letting the souls of those who are dead and blind to possess and fulfill their wishes, so that they can be reincarnated.

This kind of thing did happen, and it didn't sound like a problem, but thirty years ago, a major event happened in the feng shui world, and tens of thousands of people almost died because of it, and the reason was actually soul possession.

After that, thirty masters in the feng shui world teamed up with a hundred bigwigs in Kyushu to set a rule, and the soul possession was listed as a forbidden art, and if anyone violated it, they would be punished by the feng shui world and the hundred bigwigs.

As the saying goes, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, time has passed, and many things of the year have been submerged in the long river of time.

Today's feng shui world has long been as bad as it was back then, and the so-called feng shui masters and Taoist priests are even rarer, so the taboo has become an empty talk, and whether to abide by it or not depends on the heart of the Tao.

"Hey, it would be nice if Grandpa was here, as long as Grandpa was by my side, even if I asked the tomb owner for help with my blood, I wouldn't be afraid of accidents." I sighed and said bitterly to myself.

In the past, I had my grandfather here, and I always felt that no matter what happened, I was not afraid, and I relied on my grandfather, but my grandfather could not protect me for a lifetime, and I had to rely on myself for the future.

Thinking of this, I gave myself a slap in the face.

"Chen Jiusheng, you are really useless, don't you want to gnaw on the old man for the rest of your life!"

I gritted my teeth, looked at the hill in front of me, and made a bold decision, with my blood, to ask the tomb owner for help!

Sacrifice the grave with blood.

Then I took yellow paper, dripped three drops of blood, lit it and put it in front of the hill.

Asking the tomb owner for help with blood is different from using a treasure like copper coins, and I can't tell whether the tomb owner is willing to help me, so I can only do my best to obey the destiny of heaven.

When the yellow paper stained with my blood burned out, I began to form a formation.

I opened the wooden box and took out the props one by one.

Copper bells, wooden swords, wine gourds, agarwood, tandoors.

The five props represent the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Since it is a formation, the direction cannot be chaotic, the east is wood, the south is fire, the north is water, the west is gold, and the earth is in the middle.

I wiped the sweat from my forehead after setting up the formation, and waited for the night to come, and success or failure was all in one fell swoop.

"Jiusheng, I got the news, Zhao Dong has found a lot of helpers, he will come on time at nine o'clock tonight, how is it on your side......"

Uncle Li stood behind my house and said loudly, he didn't dare to approach the hill at all.

The hill is about 100 meters behind my house, and it is flat and open all around, and it is a completely natural battlefield.

I trotted through the past, and at the same time cheered myself up, the enemy is present, and the momentum cannot be lost.

"Is the message accurate, how many people?" I asked.

Uncle Li didn't talk nonsense, and said the news in one breath.

"Zhao Dong has a lot of fox friends and dog friends, most of them are gentlemen, they heard that Zhao Dong was humiliated by a hillbilly, one by one came to the fire, looking for people everywhere to ......"

"I don't know how many people there are, but there are more than a hundred vans anyway."

Tsk, I'm speechless, the big family of the wealthy family is different, dealing with a hillbilly like me, it is so powerful.

It's really bullying the soft and afraid of the hard.

"Zhao Dong really looks up to me, so many people come, even if one person spits on me, he can drown me." I tugged at the corners of my mouth.

Hearing me say this, Uncle Li, who was standing on the side, suddenly looked ugly, and he thought I was afraid.

"Jiusheng, is it too late to run now? The most important thing is to live, there is no need to lose your life for one breath. ”

I looked at Uncle Li and understood his thoughts very well, this is the reaction of normal people.

"Since the other party is overwhelming, you and the old man can't help much, it's really safer to hide, so I can use my means."

"That's it, Uncle Li, you and the old man help me with a small matter, go to the city to soak my feet or something, and by the way, find out where Mr. Feng Long lives, is it okay?" I whispered.

Uncle Li sighed.

"Do you want to deal with the 'rich second generation group' alone? Are you really not afraid of death? ”

I nodded seriously, "Yes, I'm enough for one person!" In ancient times, there was a god of war who resisted thousands of troops and horses, and now I am alone to deal with the rich second-generation regiment of the rabble. ”

"It's not hard."

When I said the words 'not difficult,' my voice was noticeably quieter.

"Okay, Uncle Li believes in you, after all, you and your grandfather are tomb keepers, and there are not many people who dare to provoke you."

After that, Uncle Li left, running away, it seemed that he was really afraid of death.

"Xiangxiang, you can also find a place to hide tonight, if I fail, you go to the imperial capital to find my grandfather." I stood at the back of the house and said into the air.

Although I didn't see Li Xiangxiang, I could feel that she was not far from me, watching me all the time.

"Tonight is Zhao Dong's death, you will be fine." A faint voice came from inside the room.

I shook my head.

"If I really kill Zhao Dong, it will only cause endless trouble, and the gains will outweigh the losses."

"But with Zhao Dong's temperament, if he doesn't die, it is impossible to let you go."

I admit that death is the quickest way to solve the problem, but not the best way!

There is one thing I know very well in my heart, the reason why Zhao Dong is unforgiving to me and wants to put me to death is not because I have committed any mortal crime, let alone because I have a deep blood feud with him, but because of the disparity in status and power.

Just imagine, would an elephant care about stepping on an ant to death? Can a tiger be afraid of a lamb?

In the final analysis, it's still that sentence, Zhao Dong is bullying people! Think a little person like me is easy to bully!