"No, how could I do ungrateful things? And the officials at the beginning were sure that they died in an accident. You dare to slander accusation, and your intentions would be punished!"

Xu Yong was poked into the pain and said with a ferocious look on his face.

However, seeing that more and more villagers gathered, Li Zhai still smiled calmly, and his emotions quickly recovered.

"I am not against the relocation of the grave. I am not selfish, I just don't want you to touch the body of your benefactor.

Since that's the case, it's better to move the grave. However, if the grave is moved, if you can't save a few poor children, I will never give up."

After hearing Xu Yong's words of retreating to advance, Li Zhai thought to himself that this old guy is not simple.

Those who understand Feng Shui and know how to endure are like poisonous snakes. They must hold seven inches and beat them to death completely.

When he thought in his heart, he smiled faintly and said, "I have said a long time ago that you are 70% sure of moving the grave, not absolutely successful. If you really don't want to save it, then forget it."

"Xiansheng, we are willing to cooperate, so please take action."

It is better to be 70% sure than not having any hope. Uncle Zhang, Uncle Li and the families of several victims all said so.

"Okay, pack up and set off later."

Later, after dozens of villagers came home to get iron picks, ropes, crowbars, wooden poles and other tools, the group headed towards Qianlongling again.

Xu Yong kept saying that the Feng family had kindness to him, so naturally he could not let him go.

But halfway through the way, his feet suddenly tilted and his body fell down.

Two villagers hurriedly helped him up, and Xu Yong said it was okay and limped over the team again.

"Brother Yong, you are injured, so you'd better go home and rest." Zhao Hu said.

"Yes, if Li Xian is here, we can do it well..."

Everyone came to persuade him, but in the end Xu Yong nodded and walked towards the way with the help of a villager.

The old guy had superb acting skills. Seeing him successfully moving back to his image in the minds of the villagers, Li Zhai watched coldly, with a faint smile on his face.

There is a saying that paper can't contain fire after all, and things will always be revealed one day.

The group came to Qianlongling and began to dig out several tomb pits at the dragon ridge according to Li’s instructions.

Then he came to the place where Feng Liang's family was buried and dig up the soil on the grave and carried out the coffins of four large and small bodies from the tomb pit.

"Wait, wait until I open the coffin and do some tricks, and then bury them into the soil."

The coffin was carried by the villagers to the edge of the dug tomb pit on the hillside. Li Zhai waved his hand to stop Zhao Hu and others who were preparing to bury him.

"Sir, please!"

Although he was a little confused about why he had to open the coffin, Zhao Hu and others pried open the lid as they said.

"Well, the soul-suppressing talisman, it's true."

The coffin was opened and several decayed corpses appeared in front of them, making many people unable to help but cover their noses and retreat.

Li Zhai couldn't stand this disgusting smell scene, after all, he was not a real ghost catching master.

However, none of these matters. The key is to depict the inside of the coffin lid with cinnabar, and the talisman pattern facing the corpse.

There is a blockade of the Yin-locking acupoint outside and a soul-suppressing talisman inside. Even if the Feng family members are unwilling to accept the grievances, they will not be able to turn into revenge on evil spirits.

"The three strange suns, moons and stars in the sky, the sky, the earth, ghosts and gods are shocked, and all dharmas are ahead..."

Li Zhai sang a spell made up indiscriminately, and took the opportunity to swing the peach wood sword to destroy all the soul-suppressing talismans on the covers of several coffins, which made people cover the coffin again and start to be buried.

After doing everything, everyone was waiting for his instructions.

Li Zhai waved his hand and said, "Go back." Whether he can successfully save a few girls will be found out tonight."

Li Zhai also returned to Kuoshan Village because he was hungry. He said that since yesterday evening to the present, he still has not yet been stained with rice.

When he returned to the village, he, the master who was given high hopes, would naturally not be hungry.

Although there are not many big fish and meat in the small mountain village, the villagers are relatively simple, so it is not a problem to make a chicken and stew mushrooms.

After eating and drinking, Li Zhai rested at Zhao Hu's house to replenish his energy. At the same time, he secretly warned Zhao Hu, asking him to find a few people to stare at Xu Yong carefully to prevent him from running away.

It was getting dark.

The back door of Xu Yong's house quietly opened, and a figure walked out with a package on his back, then quickly walked towards the outsider of the village.

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the village, the figure wiped the sweat from his face and his emotions were relieved.

At this moment, several young men suddenly walked out of the bamboo forest and stopped his way.

At the same time, Zhao Hu's voice came from behind: "Captain Xu, have you sprained your ankle? Where are you going?"

Xu Yong has no son, his daughter is already married, and his wife passed away a few years ago.

For some reason, he could have found a son-in-law to come to his house, but he left his two daughters with him.

Xu Yong looked back at Zhao Hu and said calmly: "I miss my daughter. I want to see her and grandson. Is there any problem?"

"Xu Yong, you are afraid of seeing us."

A cold and quiet voice came from outside the village, causing Xu Yong's face to change suddenly.

It was a middle-aged man with a dark face as if he had been burned by smoke. Beside him was a woman holding an eight or nine-year-old girl and an old servant.

It was Feng Liang's wife and servants four, no, to be precise, their souls.

Further away, a young man in Taoism walked over with a faint smile on his lips.

Li's house went to Qianlongling in the evening.

Feng Liang and others were always enfeoffed. Although they were unwilling to accept the yin energy and moonlight, they were only the lowest level of ghosts.

He explained his purpose, and the souls of several people were willing to cooperate and help.

"Feng Liang, little Taoist priest, you~, you."

Seeing the four ghosts getting closer, Xu Yong's body trembled into a ball, and the bag on his back fell to the ground with a clatter, revealing some gold, silver and jewelry.

"Xu Yong, you are so cruel. In order to covet my property, you actually put medicine in our drinking water. I have no choice but to trust you so much..."

Feng Liang grabbed Xu Yong's neck and said with a faint light in his eyes.

"Yes, I made it, but you, Feng Liang, aren't any good things. Do you dare to say that these gold, silver and treasures were not obtained by you when you opened a store? "

Now that things have come, Xu Yong, who knows that he can't be good, has also given up his promise.

"Mom, you said that my father is not a bad person. You said, Uncle Wu, my father is not a bad person, right? You are talking..."

When the old man accused his father, the little girl who was pulled by the woman asked in a daze at first, then she started crying.

Because the woman and the old man just opened their mouths and couldn't say a word.

Alas ~

The parents were trying to kill money, but the daughter didn't know that the image of a kind father in her heart suddenly collapsed, and the blow to the little girl was very big. Li Zhai couldn't help but sigh.

"Xu Yong, you killed my wife and children in vain and suppressed our souls and blocked us. This is a fact. You can't escape death today!"

As the word "death" fell, Feng Liang waved his hand to grab Xu Yong's heart.

However, at this moment, a peach wood dagger suddenly slid out of Xu Yong's sleeve and fell into his hand.

The old guy waved the peach wood dagger and slashed Feng Liang's neck. Puff, Feng Liang's head was cut off, and his already faint figure quickly melted down.

"You~"

The woman's ghost screamed, abandoned her daughter and rushed towards him.

Xu Yong shouted loudly: "Li Xianchang, as a celestial master, how can you watch the ghosts harm people? You haven't taken her down yet."

Li Zhai was speechless, and people could be so shameless.
Chapter completed!