"My house is haunted, it seems......" Lin Xianyu let the other party take back the kitchen knife.

"When your old man died of a life of death, he was buried without finding all his bones. If it were you, would you not have any resentment?" Wang Jingzhe suddenly reached out and pushed Lin Xianyu's body, turned her back to him, and pulled open the other party's collar.

Lin Xianyu exclaimed, subconsciously turning around. Wang Jingzhe pressed her shoulder and scolded: "Don't move around, be honest."

The collar behind Lin Xianyu was pulled down, revealing her left shoulder, and five clear black finger marks were printed on her fair and tender skin.

Lin Xianyu tilted his head and saw the black handprints printed on his shoulders. His little face turned pale. He reached out and wiped it a few times but couldn't do it. The more he wiped the person, the more he cried.

"If you don't come to me before noon tomorrow, you will wait for this thing to come to me every day. You can't even get rid of it if you want to?" Wang Jingzhe closed the door with his backhand and said, "Let's go, go to your old cemetery."

Caofeidian, the slope of Dongshan Mountain.

In front of the new tomb where the buried a few days ago, Wang Jingzhe squatted on the ground and pulled the floating soil on the grave with his hands. Lin Yuan and Lin Xianyu behind him saw a long crack crack from the grave to the bottom.

Lin Yuan frowned and said, "Mr. Yin and Yang invited said, there is no problem with choosing this tomb."

"The tomb is a good tomb. This area of ​​Feng Shui is pretty good, but the problem is not in the grave, but the problem is the problem of your old man." Wang Jingzhe clapped his hands and turned behind him and said, "When this old man died, he didn't find all his bodies, so you sent them to the coffin to be buried. Have you seen a sentence that people often say in movies and TV? I want to let you die without a complete corpse. This is not a harsh word, but if a person dies without a complete corpse, the dead will not be taken away when the hell will not be able to enter the samsara, and you will have to wander to the underworld. You have to float for several lifetimes, so your old man will have to pester you all the time. When will he get his body together?

Lin Xianyu couldn't help but burst into tears and said, "My grandfather died in a car accident. The car was deformed at that time. Later, the whole car was cut open before the body was lifted out. However, some parts of my grandfather's body were crushed into meat paste and could not be found at all."

"Sir, since you can't get it all together, then?" Lin Yuantan said worriedly: "Can it be solved?"

"I didn't give my kitchen knife for no reason," Wang Jingzhe looked up at the sky and said, "Let me find someone to come over and dig the grave before eleven o'clock, and then let someone prepare cinnabar and lotus root. If the lotus root is fresh, it must have nine holes. Then???????????? Forget it, I'll write it for you. You can't remember it, but you have to remember that the coffin must be dug out before eleven o'clock, and the things I want must be the same. Can it be done?"

Lin Yuan nodded and said, "No matter what you think, you have to do it."

"Then hurry up," Wang Jingzhe waved his hand and said.

Lin Yuan walked aside and started calling and giving instructions in a intensive manner. Lin Xianyu stood behind Wang Jingzhe and asked hesitantly: "Tonight, when I was burning my grandfather's first seven-day fire, the fire didn't ignite several times. Later, the wind blew at home, and the dog from the neighbor's next door kept barking. My father and I saw a shadow lying behind me. That's?????????????????????????"

"It was your grandfather before he was alive, and the one before was at most his resentment. He pestered you because you were closest to him and wanted you to help him find other parts of the body. If you can't find it, you will never be able to get rid of it."

Wang Jingzhe kept staring at the grave when he spoke. After he pulled down the floating soil on it, the gap on the grave seemed particularly eye-catching. Lin Xianyu said next to him: "I heard that there is a crack in the grave at home, which is not a good thing, but a great evil."

Wang Jingzhe ignored Lin Xianyu's question. He walked forward a few steps and then leaned his head and wrinkled his nose. Lin Xianyu, who was following behind, subconsciously imitated him and took a strong breath, but then the girl started to vomit directly, with a string of drool hanging on the corner of her mouth.

"What's the smell? Why is it so smelly?????"

"The corpse smells smelly, your grandfather's"

Lin Xianyu was stunned for a moment, blinked his big eyes, and squatted down and vomited violently again.

Suddenly, the smell of corpse stinking came out, and even Lin Yuan, who was still calling not far away, seemed to smell it, and the cracks on the grave suddenly became bigger and bigger.

"Gudu, Gudu" a stream of black blood surged out from the crack and spread towards Lin Xianyu in front of the grave. Wang Jingzhe pulled her behind her, and the pungent smell of rotten corpse was so smelling that the person was retching.

"Swish" Wang Jingzhe swung his hand and suddenly inserted the kitchen knife towards the grave. The entire blade was buried in the soil and only the handle was left outside. Then Wang Jingzhe casually pulled out a piece of yellow paper from his bag with his backhand, bit his fingertips and drew a string of spells on it and bounced his fingers. The light talisman paper was pasted on the handle.

The blood gushed out of the gap gradually subsided and slowly stopped flowing out, but the smell of corpse smell was still filled in the air.

Lin Yuan and Lin Xianyu looked at this scene in shock. If they hadn't had the experience of hitting ghosts tonight, the father and daughter would have been scared and paralyzed long ago.

"How come you're so damn, why are you so angry???????" Wang Jingzhe cursed inwardly, turned around and came to Lin Yuan and frowned and asked, "What did your old man do before?"

"Those who do business were reformed in the past 1980s. He took over a Japanese miscellaneous company and has started to do small commodity business since then."

"No, go forward," Wang Jingzhe asked with a frown.

Lin Yuan thought for a while and said, "My father started working at the age of 18. The first one was to work in the county meat joint factory. He worked for more than four years. He was a pig slaughter. Later, he went to the Japanese miscellaneous company."

Wang Jingzhe pointed to Lin Yuan's chest and said, "In the future, people will die at home. When looking for Mr. Yin and Yang, please find someone more reliable, that is a half-baked liar."

"What, what's wrong? Didn't you say that the feng shui on this mountain is also good?" Wang Jingzhe said this very choked, but Lin Yuan didn't have time to worry about him. It was obvious that the matter of the old cemetery was more important.

"This mountain is good for ordinary people. It can be a descendant of blessings and wealth, but your old man has been a butcher in a meat-and-dressing factory for five years. Who knows how many animals he slaughtered? Everything in the world has spirits. The remaining resentment of these animals before they die fell on your old man, so he ended up dying. This is a retribution. Mr. Yin and Yang will show you the cemetery. I guess he didn't even read your father's birth date and bury the body." Wang Jingzhe said speechlessly: "Your old man must be buried in a place of evil spirits and wipe out the anger on his body. Do you know? Burial is what will bring disaster to the descendants." d: Genuine first release" 0z

Lin Yuan's face turned gloomy in an instant, and he nodded and said, "Please, sir, I understand."

Not long after waiting, three cars drove over at the foot of Dongshan. One of the trucks was equipped with more than a dozen workers holding tools. From this point of view, we can see that the Lin father and daughter of the family were indeed quite capable in Caofeidian. After a few phone calls in the middle of the night, many people were transferred, and they also brought the things Wang Jingzhe asked for.

"Start digging from under the grave, but be careful. Don't move the kitchen knife on the grave, just keep inserting it into the soil," Wang Jingzhe said, pointing to the grave.

Lin Yuan repeated his words again and reminded him with great caution. So the workers began to dig graves, and several people started digging from the edge with shovels.

A moment later, the grave was dug open, revealing the coffin of golden nanmu. Wang Jingzhe asked someone to stop and whisper to Lin Yuan: "Let these people go down the mountain and stay, but don't leave. The coffin will have to be carried out tomorrow morning and be buried in another place."
Chapter completed!