"Can you see anything?"
Amongst the crowd, Lord Zhang, Hu Bayi, Wu Sanshu, and other archaeologists gathered at a corner of the mountain. Lord Zhang asked Hu Bayi.
Hu Bayi was proficient in the 16-character Yin-Yang Secret Technique and had extremely high attainments in Feng Shui.
"I can't tell!"
Hu Bayi shook his head.
The feng shui he was proficient in was only theoretical.
Even if they chose a good place to be buried, it was unknown what effect it would have on the descendants of the buried person.
However, the feng shui here was different!
It actually caused two generations of Ren Fa to have bad luck. This was already beyond common sense and belonged to the category of extraordinary.
"If we really dig something out, then this world will probably become even more chaotic.”
At this moment, Third Uncle Wu had also recovered from his disappointment. His expression was solemn as he spoke.
It wasn't that he was stupid, but the ruins of the town were beyond his capabilities.
Corpse Transformation!
He had been an archaeologist for so many years and had entered countless ancient tombs, but he had never encountered a zombie transformation. He even thought that the world was still scientific.
The world had suddenly undergone such a huge change. His previous archaeological experience had all turned into bubbles.
The other archaeologists nodded in agreement. At the same time, they looked at Wu Ya, Little Brother Zhang, Fatty Wang, and Huo Xiuxiu with envy.
They also wanted to personally dig up this tomb that might have supernatural beings in it.
Unfortunately, they were too old.
In addition, Wang Lin was also afraid of accidents, so he did not dare to let the older archaeologists participate.
"Are we going to start digging? I was already under the sun, but I felt that the room was a little eerie.”
"I won't say anything else. I'll sit in front of the Guan Yu Statue and avoid all evil.”
"Is the cross okay? A cross spirit? If the cross doesn't work, I'll go to the Taoist temple to buy some talismans.”
"Teacher Fang, what can ward off evil spirits?”
At
this moment, the scene in the live broadcast room also changed.
Especially those who were timid and didn't dare to read ghost stories. They were trembling in fear that something would suddenly appear on the screen.
"I don't know much about the supernatural.”
"Therefore, everyone must be careful not to do anything disrespectful.”
"Otherwise, you might really get dirty.”
Fang Mo stared at the grave and said solemnly.
With his strength, he could sense that there was a massive Yin Qi underground.
At the same time, he also sensed a cold energy not far away.
"I don't know what taboos there are before digging the grave, so I can only keep it simple.”
Fang Mo didn't pretend to know.
"As for what this place is, I know a little.”
"The Feng Shui Treasure Land is called the Dragonfly Skipping the Water. It is thirty-four feet long and only four feet wide.”
"Therefore, the coffin cannot be buried flat. It must be buried in a legal manner.”
"Under normal circumstances, when an ancestor is buried in such a good place, the future generations will definitely have great luck. They will be blessed by the ancestors and everything will go smoothly.”
These were all Ninth Uncle's words, so it was definitely true.
"Quickly memorize it. This is Teacher Fang's unique secret technique.”
"Isn't this dragonfly skimming the water too heaven-defying? I also want to find a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water and bury myself in it, so that my descendants can take off.”
"Since there's a dragonfly skimming the water, could it be that the dragon vein really exists?”
"Does any big shot know what a funeral means?”
Everyone
's heart tightened, and they quickly recorded Fang Mo's words.
Not to mention ordinary people, even some archaeologists hurriedly noted it down.
If they were to encounter a treasure land like the dragonfly skimming the water in the future, they might be able to use it.
"Teacher Fang, what is a spiritual burial?”
Bing Bing asked a question that many people were curious about.
"The so-called ritual burial is a vertical burial.”
Fang Mo replied. Seeing that everyone had prepared the tools to open the coffin, he said,"You can start now."
"Attack!"
Fatty Wang, Wu Ya, Little Brother Zhang, and the others were a little scared, but this was something they had agreed to before. Thus, they picked up their tools and walked to the grave of Old Master Ren.
"A normal dragonfly skimming the water should be covered by snowflakes.”
Fang Mo walked to Ren Fa and explained.
Even though Ren Fa had signed in and merged with the parallel world, Ren Fa was now a real existence.
Fang Mo felt that he should explain in more detail since he had dug up his grandfather's grave.
"Back then, your grandfather Ren Weiyong threatened the Feng Shui Master and made him bear a grudge.”
"So, when he was buried, he asked your father to cover the entire Fengshui area with cement.”
"The head of the coffin can't touch the water, so how can it touch the water?”
"The Feng Shui master had originally instructed your father to move his coffin after 20 years, intending to only make your Ren family unlucky for 20 years.”
"In the end, you haven't moved your coffins, which is why you're so unlucky.”
"If you don't solve it, your descendants will not only be unlucky in the future, but they will also be even more unlucky.”
As Fang Mo explained, Ren Fa's face turned paler and paler, and his body trembled.
"Teacher Fang, you have to help me!”
Ren Fa was not dissatisfied, only feeling endless gratitude and fear towards Fang Mo.
How terrifying!
It was too terrifying!
This kind of bad luck would continue, and it would even get worse.
"Thank you, Teacher Fang."
Ren Tingting's exquisite face was also a little pale as she hurriedly thanked him.
"Are Feng Shui Masters that scary?”
"F * ck! I haven't made a fortune. Could it be because my ancestors were buried in the wrong place?”
"Teacher Fang, I want to learn Feng Shui!”
"Ren Weiyong is only one or two hundred years away from the country of our country. I wonder if there are still any living Feng Shui Masters in this era?”
Everyone
in the live broadcast room felt their hair stand on end, and their expressions were filled with horror.
They really did not expect that a fengshui master would have such terrifying abilities.
It was actually able to affect fate, and it could even be passed down from generation to generation, or even worse.
"Teacher Fang, the coffin has been dug out.”
Fatty Wang walked up to Fang Mo and said with a trembling voice.
He didn't know if he was excited or afraid.
"Today, Ren Gongwei and Yong will see the light of day again. All those who are thirty-six, twenty-two, thirty-five, and forty-eight years old and are born in the year of chicken or ox, turn around and leave.”
Fang Mo didn't know why, but for everyone's safety, he repeated what Ninth Uncle said when he moved the coffin.
When the people of Nine Regions heard this, they reacted immediately.
However, the foreign audience was dumbfounded.
They knew her age, but they didn't know her zodiac.
"Don't be afraid! Perhaps there was only a skeleton inside. There was nothing to hide from.”
"I just don't want to avoid it. I want to see, even if there are ghosts in Nine Regions, can they fly to the White-Headed Eagle Kingdom to harm me?”
"I think it's fake! Martial artists could still accept it, but ghosts and monsters were magical.”
"Maybe it's just a trick. The people of Nine Regions like this kind of fake thing the most.”
"I now feel that the martial arts civilization is also a scam of Nine Regions. Our world is scientific.”
The
people of Nine Regions were full of confidence in Fang Mo, but the foreign audience had great doubts about Fang Mo.
Especially the new audience, they didn't believe it at all.
"The retreat is complete. Everyone, tidy up your clothes and open the coffin!”
Fang Mo's expression did not change.
As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere became even more tense.
"The coffin looks very ordinary. It seems to be fine.”
Fatty Wang looked at the ordinary coffin and found nothing unusual. He took the lead and walked over.
When the others saw this, they also walked over.
Indeed!
Until now, they had not seen anything supernatural.
Everything was extremely calm!
"Caw ~","Caw ~","Caw ~"...
However, when Fatty Wang, Wu Ya, Little Brother Zhang and the others were about to lift the coffin, countless crows suddenly flew out of the forest, their cries sending chills into people's hearts.
Boom! "Can you see anything?"
Amongst the crowd, Lord Zhang, Hu Bayi, Wu Sanshu, and other archaeologists gathered at a corner of the mountain. Lord Zhang asked Hu Bayi.
Hu Bayi was proficient in the 16-character Yin-Yang Secret Technique and had extremely high attainments in Feng Shui.
"I can't tell!"
Hu Bayi shook his head.
The feng shui he was proficient in was only theoretical.
Even if they chose a good place to be buried, it was unknown what effect it would have on the descendants of the buried person.
However, the feng shui here was different!
It actually caused two generations of Ren Fa to have bad luck. This was already beyond common sense and belonged to the category of extraordinary.
"If we really dig something out, then this world will probably become even more chaotic.”
At this moment, Third Uncle Wu had also recovered from his disappointment. His expression was solemn as he spoke.
It wasn't that he was stupid, but the ruins of the town were beyond his capabilities.
Corpse Transformation!
He had been an archaeologist for so many years and had entered countless ancient tombs, but he had never encountered a zombie transformation. He even thought that the world was still scientific.
The world had suddenly undergone such a huge change. His previous archaeological experience had all turned into bubbles.
The other archaeologists nodded in agreement. At the same time, they looked at Wu Ya, Little Brother Zhang, Fatty Wang, and Huo Xiuxiu with envy.
They also wanted to personally dig up this tomb that might have supernatural beings in it.
Unfortunately, they were too old.
In addition, Wang Lin was also afraid of accidents, so he did not dare to let the older archaeologists participate.
"Are we going to start digging? I was already under the sun, but I felt that the room was a little eerie.”
"I won't say anything else. I'll sit in front of the Guan Yu Statue and avoid all evil.”
"Is the cross okay? A cross spirit? If the cross doesn't work, I'll go to the Taoist temple to buy some talismans.”
"Teacher Fang, what can ward off evil spirits?”
At
this moment, the scene in the live broadcast room also changed.
Especially those who were timid and didn't dare to read ghost stories. They were trembling in fear that something would suddenly appear on the screen.
"I don't know much about the supernatural.”
"Therefore, everyone must be careful not to do anything disrespectful.”
"Otherwise, you might really get dirty.”
Fang Mo stared at the grave and said solemnly.
With his strength, he could sense that there was a massive Yin Qi underground.
At the same time, he also sensed a cold energy not far away.
"I don't know what taboos there are before digging the grave, so I can only keep it simple.”
Fang Mo didn't pretend to know.
"As for what this place is, I know a little.”
"The Feng Shui Treasure Land is called the Dragonfly Skipping the Water. It is thirty-four feet long and only four feet wide.”
"Therefore, the coffin cannot be buried flat. It must be buried in a legal manner.”
"Under normal circumstances, when an ancestor is buried in such a good place, the future generations will definitely have great luck. They will be blessed by the ancestors and everything will go smoothly.”
These were all Ninth Uncle's words, so it was definitely true.
"Quickly memorize it. This is Teacher Fang's unique secret technique.”
"Isn't this dragonfly skimming the water too heaven-defying? I also want to find a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water and bury myself in it, so that my descendants can take off.”
"Since there's a dragonfly skimming the water, could it be that the dragon vein really exists?”
"Does any big shot know what a funeral means?”
Everyone
's heart tightened, and they quickly recorded Fang Mo's words.
Not to mention ordinary people, even some archaeologists hurriedly noted it down.
If they were to encounter a treasure land like the dragonfly skimming the water in the future, they might be able to use it.
"Teacher Fang, what is a spiritual burial?”
Bing Bing asked a question that many people were curious about.
"The so-called ritual burial is a vertical burial.”
Fang Mo replied. Seeing that everyone had prepared the tools to open the coffin, he said,"You can start now."
"Attack!"
Fatty Wang, Wu Ya, Little Brother Zhang, and the others were a little scared, but this was something they had agreed to before. Thus, they picked up their tools and walked to the grave of Old Master Ren.
"A normal dragonfly skimming the water should be covered by snowflakes.”
Fang Mo walked to Ren Fa and explained.
Even though Ren Fa had signed in and merged with the parallel world, Ren Fa was now a real existence.
Fang Mo felt that he should explain in more detail since he had dug up his grandfather's grave.
"Back then, your grandfather Ren Weiyong threatened the Feng Shui Master and made him bear a grudge.”
"So, when he was buried, he asked your father to cover the entire Fengshui area with cement.”
"The head of the coffin can't touch the water, so how can it touch the water?”
"The Feng Shui master had originally instructed your father to move his coffin after 20 years, intending to only make your Ren family unlucky for 20 years.”
"In the end, you haven't moved your coffins, which is why you're so unlucky.”
"If you don't solve it, your descendants will not only be unlucky in the future, but they will also be even more unlucky.”
As Fang Mo explained, Ren Fa's face turned paler and paler, and his body trembled.
"Teacher Fang, you have to help me!”
Ren Fa was not dissatisfied, only feeling endless gratitude and fear towards Fang Mo.
How terrifying!
It was too terrifying!
This kind of bad luck would continue, and it would even get worse.
"Thank you, Teacher Fang."
Ren Tingting's exquisite face was also a little pale as she hurriedly thanked him.
"Are Feng Shui Masters that scary?”
"F * ck! I haven't made a fortune. Could it be because my ancestors were buried in the wrong place?”
"Teacher Fang, I want to learn Feng Shui!”
"Ren Weiyong is only one or two hundred years away from the country of our country. I wonder if there are still any living Feng Shui Masters in this era?”
Everyone
in the live broadcast room felt their hair stand on end, and their expressions were filled with horror.
They really did not expect that a fengshui master would have such terrifying abilities.
It was actually able to affect fate, and it could even be passed down from generation to generation, or even worse.
"Teacher Fang, the coffin has been dug out.”
Fatty Wang walked up to Fang Mo and said with a trembling voice.
He didn't know if he was excited or afraid.
"Today, Ren Gongwei and Yong will see the light of day again. All those who are thirty-six, twenty-two, thirty-five, and forty-eight years old and are born in the year of chicken or ox, turn around and leave.”
Fang Mo didn't know why, but for everyone's safety, he repeated what Ninth Uncle said when he moved the coffin.
When the people of Nine Regions heard this, they reacted immediately.
However, the foreign audience was dumbfounded.
They knew her age, but they didn't know her zodiac.
"Don't be afraid! Perhaps there was only a skeleton inside. There was nothing to hide from.”
"I just don't want to avoid it. I want to see, even if there are ghosts in Nine Regions, can they fly to the White-Headed Eagle Kingdom to harm me?”
"I think it's fake! Martial artists could still accept it, but ghosts and monsters were magical.”
"Maybe it's just a trick. The people of Nine Regions like this kind of fake thing the most.”
"I now feel that the martial arts civilization is also a scam of Nine Regions. Our world is scientific.”
The
people of Nine Regions were full of confidence in Fang Mo, but the foreign audience had great doubts about Fang Mo.
Especially the new audience, they didn't believe it at all.
"The retreat is complete. Everyone, tidy up your clothes and open the coffin!”
Fang Mo's expression did not change.
As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere became even more tense.
"The coffin looks very ordinary. It seems to be fine.”
Fatty Wang looked at the ordinary coffin and found nothing unusual. He took the lead and walked over.
When the others saw this, they also walked over.
Indeed!
Until now, they had not seen anything supernatural.
Everything was extremely calm!
"Caw ~","Caw ~","Caw ~"...
However, when Fatty Wang, Wu Ya, Little Brother Zhang and the others were about to lift the coffin, countless crows suddenly flew out of the forest, their cries sending chills into people's hearts.
Boom! "Can you see anything?"
Amongst the crowd, Lord Zhang, Hu Bayi, Wu Sanshu, and other archaeologists gathered at a corner of the mountain. Lord Zhang asked Hu Bayi.
Hu Bayi was proficient in the 16-character Yin-Yang Secret Technique and had extremely high attainments in Feng Shui.
"I can't tell!"
Hu Bayi shook his head.
The feng shui he was proficient in was only theoretical.
Even if they chose a good place to be buried, it was unknown what effect it would have on the descendants of the buried person.
However, the feng shui here was different!
It actually caused two generations of Ren Fa to have bad luck. This was already beyond common sense and belonged to the category of extraordinary.
"If we really dig something out, then this world will probably become even more chaotic.”
At this moment, Third Uncle Wu had also recovered from his disappointment. His expression was solemn as he spoke.
It wasn't that he was stupid, but the ruins of the town were beyond his capabilities.
Corpse Transformation!
He had been an archaeologist for so many years and had entered countless ancient tombs, but he had never encountered a zombie transformation. He even thought that the world was still scientific.
The world had suddenly undergone such a huge change. His previous archaeological experience had all turned into bubbles.
The other archaeologists nodded in agreement. At the same time, they looked at Wu Ya, Little Brother Zhang, Fatty Wang, and Huo Xiuxiu with envy.
They also wanted to personally dig up this tomb that might have supernatural beings in it.
Unfortunately, they were too old.
In addition, Wang Lin was also afraid of accidents, so he did not dare to let the older archaeologists participate.
"Are we going to start digging? I was already under the sun, but I felt that the room was a little eerie.”
"I won't say anything else. I'll sit in front of the Guan Yu Statue and avoid all evil.”
"Is the cross okay? A cross spirit? If the cross doesn't work, I'll go to the Taoist temple to buy some talismans.”
"Teacher Fang, what can ward off evil spirits?”
At
this moment, the scene in the live broadcast room also changed.
Especially those who were timid and didn't dare to read ghost stories. They were trembling in fear that something would suddenly appear on the screen.
"I don't know much about the supernatural.”
"Therefore, everyone must be careful not to do anything disrespectful.”
"Otherwise, you might really get dirty.”
Fang Mo stared at the grave and said solemnly.
With his strength, he could sense that there was a massive Yin Qi underground.
At the same time, he also sensed a cold energy not far away.
"I don't know what taboos there are before digging the grave, so I can only keep it simple.”
Fang Mo didn't pretend to know.
"As for what this place is, I know a little.”
"The Feng Shui Treasure Land is called the Dragonfly Skipping the Water. It is thirty-four feet long and only four feet wide.”
"Therefore, the coffin cannot be buried flat. It must be buried in a legal manner.”
"Under normal circumstances, when an ancestor is buried in such a good place, the future generations will definitely have great luck. They will be blessed by the ancestors and everything will go smoothly.”
These were all Ninth Uncle's words, so it was definitely true.
"Quickly memorize it. This is Teacher Fang's unique secret technique.”
"Isn't this dragonfly skimming the water too heaven-defying? I also want to find a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water and bury myself in it, so that my descendants can take off.”
"Since there's a dragonfly skimming the water, could it be that the dragon vein really exists?”
"Does any big shot know what a funeral means?”
Everyone
's heart tightened, and they quickly recorded Fang Mo's words.
Not to mention ordinary people, even some archaeologists hurriedly noted it down.
If they were to encounter a treasure land like the dragonfly skimming the water in the future, they might be able to use it.
"Teacher Fang, what is a spiritual burial?”
Bing Bing asked a question that many people were curious about.
"The so-called ritual burial is a vertical burial.”
Fang Mo replied. Seeing that everyone had prepared the tools to open the coffin, he said,"You can start now."
"Attack!"
Fatty Wang, Wu Ya, Little Brother Zhang, and the others were a little scared, but this was something they had agreed to before. Thus, they picked up their tools and walked to the grave of Old Master Ren.
"A normal dragonfly skimming the water should be covered by snowflakes.”
Fang Mo walked to Ren Fa and explained.
Even though Ren Fa had signed in and merged with the parallel world, Ren Fa was now a real existence.
Fang Mo felt that he should explain in more detail since he had dug up his grandfather's grave.
"Back then, your grandfather Ren Weiyong threatened the Feng Shui Master and made him bear a grudge.”
"So, when he was buried, he asked your father to cover the entire Fengshui area with cement.”
"The head of the coffin can't touch the water, so how can it touch the water?”
"The Feng Shui master had originally instructed your father to move his coffin after 20 years, intending to only make your Ren family unlucky for 20 years.”
"In the end, you haven't moved your coffins, which is why you're so unlucky.”
"If you don't solve it, your descendants will not only be unlucky in the future, but they will also be even more unlucky.”
As Fang Mo explained, Ren Fa's face turned paler and paler, and his body trembled.
"Teacher Fang, you have to help me!”
Ren Fa was not dissatisfied, only feeling endless gratitude and fear towards Fang Mo.
How terrifying!
It was too terrifying!
This kind of bad luck would continue, and it would even get worse.
"Thank you, Teacher Fang."
Ren Tingting's exquisite face was also a little pale as she hurriedly thanked him.
"Are Feng Shui Masters that scary?”
"F * ck! I haven't made a fortune. Could it be because my ancestors were buried in the wrong place?”
"Teacher Fang, I want to learn Feng Shui!”
"Ren Weiyong is only one or two hundred years away from the country of our country. I wonder if there are still any living Feng Shui Masters in this era?”
Everyone
in the live broadcast room felt their hair stand on end, and their expressions were filled with horror.
They really did not expect that a fengshui master would have such terrifying abilities.
It was actually able to affect fate, and it could even be passed down from generation to generation, or even worse.
"Teacher Fang, the coffin has been dug out.”
Fatty Wang walked up to Fang Mo and said with a trembling voice.
He didn't know if he was excited or afraid.
"Today, Ren Gongwei and Yong will see the light of day again. All those who are thirty-six, twenty-two, thirty-five, and forty-eight years old and are born in the year of chicken or ox, turn around and leave.”
Fang Mo didn't know why, but for everyone's safety, he repeated what Ninth Uncle said when he moved the coffin.
When the people of Nine Regions heard this, they reacted immediately.
However, the foreign audience was dumbfounded.
They knew her age, but they didn't know her zodiac.
"Don't be afraid! Perhaps there was only a skeleton inside. There was nothing to hide from.”
"I just don't want to avoid it. I want to see, even if there are ghosts in Nine Regions, can they fly to the White-Headed Eagle Kingdom to harm me?”
"I think it's fake! Martial artists could still accept it, but ghosts and monsters were magical.”
"Maybe it's just a trick. The people of Nine Regions like this kind of fake thing the most.”
"I now feel that the martial arts civilization is also a scam of Nine Regions. Our world is scientific.”
The
people of Nine Regions were full of confidence in Fang Mo, but the foreign audience had great doubts about Fang Mo.
Especially the new audience, they didn't believe it at all.
"The retreat is complete. Everyone, tidy up your clothes and open the coffin!”
Fang Mo's expression did not change.
As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere became even more tense.
"The coffin looks very ordinary. It seems to be fine.”
Fatty Wang looked at the ordinary coffin and found nothing unusual. He took the lead and walked over.
When the others saw this, they also walked over.
Indeed!
Until now, they had not seen anything supernatural.
Everything was extremely calm!
"Caw ~","Caw ~","Caw ~"...
However, when Fatty Wang, Wu Ya, Little Brother Zhang and the others were about to lift the coffin, countless crows suddenly flew out of the forest, their cries sending chills into people's hearts.
Boom! "Can you see anything?"
Amongst the crowd, Lord Zhang, Hu Bayi, Wu Sanshu, and other archaeologists gathered at a corner of the mountain. Lord Zhang asked Hu Bayi.
Hu Bayi was proficient in the 16-character Yin-Yang Secret Technique and had extremely high attainments in Feng Shui.
"I can't tell!"
Hu Bayi shook his head.
The feng shui he was proficient in was only theoretical.
Even if they chose a good place to be buried, it was unknown what effect it would have on the descendants of the buried person.
However, the feng shui here was different!
It actually caused two generations of Ren Fa to have bad luck. This was already beyond common sense and belonged to the category of extraordinary.
"If we really dig something out, then this world will probably become even more chaotic.”
At this moment, Third Uncle Wu had also recovered from his disappointment. His expression was solemn as he spoke.
It wasn't that he was stupid, but the ruins of the town were beyond his capabilities.
Corpse Transformation!
He had been an archaeologist for so many years and had entered countless ancient tombs, but he had never encountered a zombie transformation. He even thought that the world was still scientific.
The world had suddenly undergone such a huge change. His previous archaeological experience had all turned into bubbles.
The other archaeologists nodded in agreement. At the same time, they looked at Wu Ya, Little Brother Zhang, Fatty Wang, and Huo Xiuxiu with envy.
They also wanted to personally dig up this tomb that might have supernatural beings in it.
Unfortunately, they were too old.
In addition, Wang Lin was also afraid of accidents, so he did not dare to let the older archaeologists participate.
"Are we going to start digging? I was already under the sun, but I felt that the room was a little eerie.”
"I won't say anything else. I'll sit in front of the Guan Yu Statue and avoid all evil.”
"Is the cross okay? A cross spirit? If the cross doesn't work, I'll go to the Taoist temple to buy some talismans.”
"Teacher Fang, what can ward off evil spirits?”
At
this moment, the scene in the live broadcast room also changed.
Especially those who were timid and didn't dare to read ghost stories. They were trembling in fear that something would suddenly appear on the screen.
"I don't know much about the supernatural.”
"Therefore, everyone must be careful not to do anything disrespectful.”
"Otherwise, you might really get dirty.”
Fang Mo stared at the grave and said solemnly.
With his strength, he could sense that there was a massive Yin Qi underground.
At the same time, he also sensed a cold energy not far away.
"I don't know what taboos there are before digging the grave, so I can only keep it simple.”
Fang Mo didn't pretend to know.
"As for what this place is, I know a little.”
"The Feng Shui Treasure Land is called the Dragonfly Skipping the Water. It is thirty-four feet long and only four feet wide.”
"Therefore, the coffin cannot be buried flat. It must be buried in a legal manner.”
"Under normal circumstances, when an ancestor is buried in such a good place, the future generations will definitely have great luck. They will be blessed by the ancestors and everything will go smoothly.”
These were all Ninth Uncle's words, so it was definitely true.
"Quickly memorize it. This is Teacher Fang's unique secret technique.”
"Isn't this dragonfly skimming the water too heaven-defying? I also want to find a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water and bury myself in it, so that my descendants can take off.”
"Since there's a dragonfly skimming the water, could it be that the dragon vein really exists?”
"Does any big shot know what a funeral means?”
Everyone
's heart tightened, and they quickly recorded Fang Mo's words.
Not to mention ordinary people, even some archaeologists hurriedly noted it down.
If they were to encounter a treasure land like the dragonfly skimming the water in the future, they might be able to use it.
"Teacher Fang, what is a spiritual burial?”
Bing Bing asked a question that many people were curious about.
"The so-called ritual burial is a vertical burial.”
Fang Mo replied. Seeing that everyone had prepared the tools to open the coffin, he said,"You can start now."
"Attack!"
Fatty Wang, Wu Ya, Little Brother Zhang, and the others were a little scared, but this was something they had agreed to before. Thus, they picked up their tools and walked to the grave of Old Master Ren.
"A normal dragonfly skimming the water should be covered by snowflakes.”
Fang Mo walked to Ren Fa and explained.
Even though Ren Fa had signed in and merged with the parallel world, Ren Fa was now a real existence.
Fang Mo felt that he should explain in more detail since he had dug up his grandfather's grave.
"Back then, your grandfather Ren Weiyong threatened the Feng Shui Master and made him bear a grudge.”
"So, when he was buried, he asked your father to cover the entire Fengshui area with cement.”
"The head of the coffin can't touch the water, so how can it touch the water?”
"The Feng Shui master had originally instructed your father to move his coffin after 20 years, intending to only make your Ren family unlucky for 20 years.”
"In the end, you haven't moved your coffins, which is why you're so unlucky.”
"If you don't solve it, your descendants will not only be unlucky in the future, but they will also be even more unlucky.”
As Fang Mo explained, Ren Fa's face turned paler and paler, and his body trembled.
"Teacher Fang, you have to help me!”
Ren Fa was not dissatisfied, only feeling endless gratitude and fear towards Fang Mo.
How terrifying!
It was too terrifying!
This kind of bad luck would continue, and it would even get worse.
"Thank you, Teacher Fang."
Ren Tingting's exquisite face was also a little pale as she hurriedly thanked him.
"Are Feng Shui Masters that scary?”
"F * ck! I haven't made a fortune. Could it be because my ancestors were buried in the wrong place?”
"Teacher Fang, I want to learn Feng Shui!”
"Ren Weiyong is only one or two hundred years away from the country of our country. I wonder if there are still any living Feng Shui Masters in this era?”
Everyone
in the live broadcast room felt their hair stand on end, and their expressions were filled with horror.
They really did not expect that a fengshui master would have such terrifying abilities.
It was actually able to affect fate, and it could even be passed down from generation to generation, or even worse.
"Teacher Fang, the coffin has been dug out.”
Fatty Wang walked up to Fang Mo and said with a trembling voice.
He didn't know if he was excited or afraid.
"Today, Ren Gongwei and Yong will see the light of day again. All those who are thirty-six, twenty-two, thirty-five, and forty-eight years old and are born in the year of chicken or ox, turn around and leave.”
Fang Mo didn't know why, but for everyone's safety, he repeated what Ninth Uncle said when he moved the coffin.
When the people of Nine Regions heard this, they reacted immediately.
However, the foreign audience was dumbfounded.
They knew her age, but they didn't know her zodiac.
"Don't be afraid! Perhaps there was only a skeleton inside. There was nothing to hide from.”
"I just don't want to avoid it. I want to see, even if there are ghosts in Nine Regions, can they fly to the White-Headed Eagle Kingdom to harm me?”
"I think it's fake! Martial artists could still accept it, but ghosts and monsters were magical.”
"Maybe it's just a trick. The people of Nine Regions like this kind of fake thing the most.”
"I now feel that the martial arts civilization is also a scam of Nine Regions. Our world is scientific.”
The
people of Nine Regions were full of confidence in Fang Mo, but the foreign audience had great doubts about Fang Mo.
Especially the new audience, they didn't believe it at all.
"The retreat is complete. Everyone, tidy up your clothes and open the coffin!”
Fang Mo's expression did not change.
As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere became even more tense.
"The coffin looks very ordinary. It seems to be fine.”
Fatty Wang looked at the ordinary coffin and found nothing unusual. He took the lead and walked over.
When the others saw this, they also walked over.
Indeed!
Until now, they had not seen anything supernatural.
Everything was extremely calm!
"Caw ~","Caw ~","Caw ~"...
However, when Fatty Wang, Wu Ya, Little Brother Zhang and the others were about to lift the coffin, countless crows suddenly flew out of the forest, their cries sending chills into people's hearts.
Boom! "Can you see anything?"
Amongst the crowd, Lord Zhang, Hu Bayi, Wu Sanshu, and other archaeologists gathered at a corner of the mountain. Lord Zhang asked Hu Bayi.
Hu Bayi was proficient in the 16-character Yin-Yang Secret Technique and had extremely high attainments in Feng Shui.
"I can't tell!"
Hu Bayi shook his head.
The feng shui he was proficient in was only theoretical.
Even if they chose a good place to be buried, it was unknown what effect it would have on the descendants of the buried person.
However, the feng shui here was different!
It actually caused two generations of Ren Fa to have bad luck. This was already beyond common sense and belonged to the category of extraordinary.
"If we really dig something out, then this world will probably become even more chaotic.”
At this moment, Third Uncle Wu had also recovered from his disappointment. His expression was solemn as he spoke.
It wasn't that he was stupid, but the ruins of the town were beyond his capabilities.
Corpse Transformation!
He had been an archaeologist for so many years and had entered countless ancient tombs, but he had never encountered a zombie transformation. He even thought that the world was still scientific.
The world had suddenly undergone such a huge change. His previous archaeological experience had all turned into bubbles.
The other archaeologists nodded in agreement. At the same time, they looked at Wu Ya, Little Brother Zhang, Fatty Wang, and Huo Xiuxiu with envy.
They also wanted to personally dig up this tomb that might have supernatural beings in it.
Unfortunately, they were too old.
In addition, Wang Lin was also afraid of accidents, so he did not dare to let the older archaeologists participate.
"Are we going to start digging? I was already under the sun, but I felt that the room was a little eerie.”
"I won't say anything else. I'll sit in front of the Guan Yu Statue and avoid all evil.”
"Is the cross okay? A cross spirit? If the cross doesn't work, I'll go to the Taoist temple to buy some talismans.”
"Teacher Fang, what can ward off evil spirits?”
At
this moment, the scene in the live broadcast room also changed.
Especially those who were timid and didn't dare to read ghost stories. They were trembling in fear that something would suddenly appear on the screen.
"I don't know much about the supernatural.”
"Therefore, everyone must be careful not to do anything disrespectful.”
"Otherwise, you might really get dirty.”
Fang Mo stared at the grave and said solemnly.
With his strength, he could sense that there was a massive Yin Qi underground.
At the same time, he also sensed a cold energy not far away.
"I don't know what taboos there are before digging the grave, so I can only keep it simple.”
Fang Mo didn't pretend to know.
"As for what this place is, I know a little.”
"The Feng Shui Treasure Land is called the Dragonfly Skipping the Water. It is thirty-four feet long and only four feet wide.”
"Therefore, the coffin cannot be buried flat. It must be buried in a legal manner.”
"Under normal circumstances, when an ancestor is buried in such a good place, the future generations will definitely have great luck. They will be blessed by the ancestors and everything will go smoothly.”
These were all Ninth Uncle's words, so it was definitely true.
"Quickly memorize it. This is Teacher Fang's unique secret technique.”
"Isn't this dragonfly skimming the water too heaven-defying? I also want to find a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water and bury myself in it, so that my descendants can take off.”
"Since there's a dragonfly skimming the water, could it be that the dragon vein really exists?”
"Does any big shot know what a funeral means?”
Everyone
's heart tightened, and they quickly recorded Fang Mo's words.
Not to mention ordinary people, even some archaeologists hurriedly noted it down.
If they were to encounter a treasure land like the dragonfly skimming the water in the future, they might be able to use it.
"Teacher Fang, what is a spiritual burial?”
Bing Bing asked a question that many people were curious about.
"The so-called ritual burial is a vertical burial.”
Fang Mo replied. Seeing that everyone had prepared the tools to open the coffin, he said,"You can start now."
"Attack!"
Fatty Wang, Wu Ya, Little Brother Zhang, and the others were a little scared, but this was something they had agreed to before. Thus, they picked up their tools and walked to the grave of Old Master Ren.
"A normal dragonfly skimming the water should be covered by snowflakes.”
Fang Mo walked to Ren Fa and explained.
Even though Ren Fa had signed in and merged with the parallel world, Ren Fa was now a real existence.
Fang Mo felt that he should explain in more detail since he had dug up his grandfather's grave.
"Back then, your grandfather Ren Weiyong threatened the Feng Shui Master and made him bear a grudge.”
"So, when he was buried, he asked your father to cover the entire Fengshui area with cement.”
"The head of the coffin can't touch the water, so how can it touch the water?”
"The Feng Shui master had originally instructed your father to move his coffin after 20 years, intending to only make your Ren family unlucky for 20 years.”
"In the end, you haven't moved your coffins, which is why you're so unlucky.”
"If you don't solve it, your descendants will not only be unlucky in the future, but they will also be even more unlucky.”
As Fang Mo explained, Ren Fa's face turned paler and paler, and his body trembled.
"Teacher Fang, you have to help me!”
Ren Fa was not dissatisfied, only feeling endless gratitude and fear towards Fang Mo.
How terrifying!
It was too terrifying!
This kind of bad luck would continue, and it would even get worse.
"Thank you, Teacher Fang."
Ren Tingting's exquisite face was also a little pale as she hurriedly thanked him.
"Are Feng Shui Masters that scary?”
"F * ck! I haven't made a fortune. Could it be because my ancestors were buried in the wrong place?”
"Teacher Fang, I want to learn Feng Shui!”
"Ren Weiyong is only one or two hundred years away from the country of our country. I wonder if there are still any living Feng Shui Masters in this era?”
Everyone
in the live broadcast room felt their hair stand on end, and their expressions were filled with horror.
They really did not expect that a fengshui master would have such terrifying abilities.
It was actually able to affect fate, and it could even be passed down from generation to generation, or even worse.
"Teacher Fang, the coffin has been dug out.”
Fatty Wang walked up to Fang Mo and said with a trembling voice.
He didn't know if he was excited or afraid.
"Today, Ren Gongwei and Yong will see the light of day again. All those who are thirty-six, twenty-two, thirty-five, and forty-eight years old and are born in the year of chicken or ox, turn around and leave.”
Fang Mo didn't know why, but for everyone's safety, he repeated what Ninth Uncle said when he moved the coffin.
When the people of Nine Regions heard this, they reacted immediately.
However, the foreign audience was dumbfounded.
They knew her age, but they didn't know her zodiac.
"Don't be afraid! Perhaps there was only a skeleton inside. There was nothing to hide from.”
"I just don't want to avoid it. I want to see, even if there are ghosts in Nine Regions, can they fly to the White-Headed Eagle Kingdom to harm me?”
"I think it's fake! Martial artists could still accept it, but ghosts and monsters were magical.”
"Maybe it's just a trick. The people of Nine Regions like this kind of fake thing the most.”
"I now feel that the martial arts civilization is also a scam of Nine Regions. Our world is scientific.”
The
people of Nine Regions were full of confidence in Fang Mo, but the foreign audience had great doubts about Fang Mo.
Especially the new audience, they didn't believe it at all.
"The retreat is complete. Everyone, tidy up your clothes and open the coffin!”
Fang Mo's expression did not change.
As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere became even more tense.
"The coffin looks very ordinary. It seems to be fine.”
Fatty Wang looked at the ordinary coffin and found nothing unusual. He took the lead and walked over.
When the others saw this, they also walked over.
Indeed!
Until now, they had not seen anything supernatural.
Everything was extremely calm!
"Caw ~","Caw ~","Caw ~"...
However, when Fatty Wang, Wu Ya, Little Brother Zhang and the others were about to lift the coffin, countless crows suddenly flew out of the forest, their cries sending chills into people's hearts.
Boom!
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