Chapter Ninety-Eight: Digging Your Own Grave

Song Zhishan chuckled, put away the mobile phone he took out from the bottom of the box, and with an expected expression on his face, he leaned on the back of the sofa and looked at me from beginning to end with the eyes of his father-in-law looking at his future son-in-law.

"I discussed it with your grandfather, and I don't want you to get too involved in the dragon. ”

As he said this, his tone was a little aggravated. "The Song family will never be ungrateful, but now it is not a thousand years ago, and the Eight Wonders Immortal Species is not the mysterious magic weapon of the past, but now it is more like a weapon, and our Song family would rather die together than seriously injure the foundation of the Xiong family. ”

I listened quietly, and the ultra-thin film on my wrist seeped into the skin and disappeared, which was indeed terrifying technology.

Looking up at Song Zhishan's eyes, after thinking calmly, I said: "I'm afraid, I've been involved in it, according to my understanding of the Xiong family, they seem to be very jealous of me, that is, they want me to die, but they don't want me to die too early." ”

"It's a signal from them to you to stay away from it. There is a very good chance that there is a little-known secret in you, and your grandfather once said that you are not a universal person. Song Zhishan's eyes were spewing with an insurmountable majesty, and his words were by no means alarmist.

I stood up and paced back and forth in the room with my head down. "Even if I stay out of the way, when they solve the problem in front of me, I will still have to wade into this troubled water. Rather than this, let's take the initiative. ”

He pondered for a moment, then finally shook his head. "You can't have an accident, if something happens, Siqi will have no one to take care of. So as I said before, go according to the original plan. ”

I wanted to persuade him again, but Song Zhishan had already made up his mind.

After he left, a maid took me to my room to rest.

Song Siqi didn't come to bother me, which made me a little disappointed.

Lying on the bed, I filtered the conversation with Song Zhishan from my mind.

He had only one purpose, to let me take care of Siqi, and I didn't need to intervene in other things, and I suddenly found that my skills were useless here.

Nothing was said all night.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Song Zhishan called someone to invite me to accompany him to the ancestral tomb of the Song family.

In the car, Song Siqi squeezed next to me, pointed to the small hill in front of him and said, "Soul One, this is the ancestral tomb of my Song family." ”

I nodded, the ancestral tomb of the Song family can be built in this kind of place, which is also within my expectations.

I got out of the car, walked two kilometers, and came to a gourd mouth with a slope of the mountain, and the ancestral tomb of the Song family was in the middle of this gourd mouth, using the positive needle orientation in feng shui.

The orientation of the positive needle is to pay attention to the stability of the four sides and eight stability, and any inclination will affect the feng shui of the cemetery.

I stood in front of the tombstone, only to feel vigorous, and an indescribable atmosphere suspended on the ancestral tomb of the Song family.

There are ten thousand inclined grasslands in front, the entrance of the air reservoir, echoing with the ancestral tombstone, a horse and a flat river, the momentum is inexhaustible, the grass and trees are soldiers up close, the troops are dispatched, and the drums are shaking the sky to deter ghosts and gods from afar.

In the eyes of ordinary people, I can only see the clouds and mist, like a fairyland, but I saw a Taiji diagram derived from the tomb, suspended above the tomb and slowly rotating.

This is the meteorological incarnation of the Eight Wonders Immortal Species that inspires the five elements of heaven and earth.

The ancestral tomb of the Song family has not fallen for thousands of years, and there must be a reason.

I looked left and right, and the Xuankong data was all in my mind.

On the left side of the tomb, there is a green dragon hanging high, there are three in seven zhang, soaring and foggy, hiding righteousness. On the right, there is a white tiger bowing its head, and there are six of them, obediently roaring, suppressing the evil spirit of the eight directions.

"Soul One, can you find the entrance?" Song Zhishan stepped forward, his face solemn.

I didn't turn around, I still felt the surging earth qi here and the Heavenly Lotus Bi floating in this mountain and forest area within a radius of 100 miles, if I took away the Eight Strange Immortal Seeds, the Song family would never be able to return to the subversive state.

"Are you really going to do that?" I let out a deep breath.

"There are no undefeated families, and there are no immortal ghosts and gods. The Song family has been favored by Zhang Zhenren for thousands of years, and as the last male of the Song family, his qi has long been exhausted, even if you don't make a move, I must dig my own grave. ”

His mood is extremely heavy, who is willing to dig his ancestral grave, but Song Zhishan has no choice, the Twelve Lonely Void Array has been broken, and their family will fall sooner or later, rather than this, it is better to complete the things explained by the ancestors, so as to repay Zhang Zhenren.

"Does Siqi know?" I asked.

"She didn't know. The ultra-thin patches on your wrists and her will help you find the thousand-year-old wealth of the Song family, which has been piled up since my grandfather's lifetime. As long as you don't die, Siqi will live a life of peace and quiet!" Song Zhishan finished speaking and looked at me. "Let's do it. ”

I turned around, stared at him for a long time, and finally nodded.

Digging up people's ancestral graves is like killing parents.

I never thought that I would do such a thing, let alone that the person who made me do such a hurtful thing would be Song Siqi's father.

The mountain wind was howling, as if to remind me that there was no turning back when I mentioned it.

I exhaled, turned the aura in my body, united my mind and mind, and pinched my fingers.

"Tianfu Chongren, Yin Su Bird Heart. Hugh Cheng Ding He, Fu Jia Ding Ding. Yin and yang are reversed, and the nine elements are chanted. Gossip circulates around, and it becomes one. Concurrently to the eight gates, the six instruments overheard. The tomb of the Three Qi Song Dynasty is nameless. Hurry away from the gram, Tianyi raised soldiers. The main and guest rise and fall, the tiger dragon and the river are clear. Liujia Liuding, listen to my orders. ”

"Taishang Daojun, he is as anxious as a law. ”

"Kai. ”

As a series of complicated secret mantras were finished, Song Zuzu's tomb let out a low and muffled hum, and the foundation instantly collapsed three feet, and a pit of about three zhang appeared in front of the tombstone.

Song Zhishan looked solemn, took the backpack handed by Wu Ye, and turned around to pull Song Siqi, who was already scared. "Don't be afraid, let's go see the ancestor of the Song family. ”

"Dad, why do you want to destroy the ancestral grave. Song Siqi trembled, and his eyes were full of sadness.

I walked ahead, with the same heavy heart, the eight major families are separate, but they are intricately connected. I don't know if the Eight Strange Immortals in the Zhang family's ancestral tomb are still there, at least I didn't feel the surging vitality of the earth soul in the Zhang family's ancestral tomb.

The earth and stones on both sides of the road were forcibly removed by my aura, and after walking through the straight passage, I went down three flights of steps, and saw a stone door appear in front of me.

At this location, the light was already very dim, and to my surprise, since Song Zhishan could also see things at night, it seemed that Song Siqi's night vision ability was caused by genetics, not some kind of spell.

The stone door is so strong that it cannot be opened by human beings.

If it is forcibly blown open, it will cause the entire burial chamber to fall. It is not possible for ordinary people to find such a treasure place to bury their ancestors, so there should be a mechanism in Song Zu's tomb.

Song Zhishan got out of the way and asked me to come forward and take a look.

After I read it, I already had a plan in my mind.

This is a dark lock according to the layout of the five elements of the gossip, and there is a small character at each of the four corners of the stone gate, meridian unitary.