Fortune Teller Master

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This kind of thing can only be found in places where there are burials and ancestral graves. Generally, there are two or three generations of ancestral graves, and it is impossible to collect this number at all. What's more, people who have ancestral tombs for burial are very respectful to the coffins of their ancestors, and they also attach great importance to feng shui. They pay attention to the safety of being buried in the earth, and they will not easily disturb the ancestors by moving the grave. Even if there is an unavoidable reason to move the grave, they will find a good Feng Shui master to find a good place to prosper their descendants, but those who have brains will not move to the ruined land.

Wang Wufeng searched for more than 20 years and traveled more than half of the country before he met Zhang Wu, a big idiot. This kind of person doesn't cheat him, Wang Wufeng feels sorry for his hard work for so many years!

Since the formation of this formation, nothing has happened for more than ten years. Wang Wufeng originally thought that he would have no problem living until seventy or eighty, but Zhang Wu actually regretted it. The most hateful thing is that he can really find someone who is more powerful than him. Feng Shui master came to break his formation.

There was another unbearable bone-eroding pain in his heart, and Wang Wufeng's leg fell softly on the kang. He tried to sit up with his arms up, but his palms slipped, and only then did he realize that pink blood was oozing out of his flesh.

"Open my box." Wang Wufeng stared at Zhang Zuo with red eyes when he saw the large piece of flesh rubbed off his palm: "There is a small lacquered wood can in the box, you take it out."

"Good master." Zhang Zuo took a set of brass keys from Wang Wufeng's belt, and carefully opened the lock on the carved box on the kang.

There wasn't much in the box, just a few tattered books, a compass, three porcelain vases containing yào, a stack of talisman papers, and a black lacquered wooden jar.

At this time, Wang Wufeng, who was half seated on the kang, collapsed softly again. The whole kang mat was covered with blood from his body. He was so sore that he didn't even have the strength to stretch out his hand, and weakly urged Zhang Zuo: "Quick, hurry up!"

Zhang Zuo stretched his hand into the box, but instead of taking the lacquered wooden jar, he took out the books next to him and read them page by page.

Wang Wufeng's eyes protruded out of pain, his face was ferocious, and he said with all his strength, "I...let...you...take...can...zi..."

Zhang Zuo slowly flipped through the book, and it didn't take long for him to find the content he needed. There was a small lacquered wood jar painted on the book, which looked exactly the same as the one in the box.

"Substitute method..." Zhang Zuo chuckled lightly and waved the book in his hand to Wang Wufeng: "You have all this land and you still want to harm others? I think it's a waste to use this good thing for you, why don't you? How about leaving it to the apprentice?"

Seeing Wang Wufeng's eyes widen suddenly, Zhang Zuo laughed and opened another cabinet in the room with the key, which contained piles of cash.

"Master, I really have to thank you for your fault that you can't even trust the bank, otherwise I wouldn't dare to use your card to withdraw money." Putting all the money in the suitcase, Zhang Zuo put the talisman again. The paper, china bottle, and lacquered wood box were individually packed in the backpack, and then I continued to look at the old books: "Does your book say that you can die in a few days? Otherwise, I will set you on fire and burn you. No one is coming here, and you will be turned into ashes by the time others find out."

Wang Wufeng was speechless at this time, his eyes bulging like goldfish and staring at Zhang Zuo viciously, a grunting sound came from his throat.

"I can't speak so soon? Has my throat turned into water?" Zhang Zuo looked down at his distorted face with his arms crossed, and laughed happily: "It's so comfortable, I didn't expect to see it in my lifetime. You look like you. You have always used me as your grandson, and today I will show you who our grandfather is."

Zhang Zuo said that he pushed the 50 catties of pure-grain liquor in the kitchen into the house. This liquor was bought from a nearby village this year. It has a full 62 degrees. Wang Wufeng drinks it every day. Serve two cups.

"Don't you like drinking? I'll feed you well today!" Zhang Yishui poured a scoop of white wine on Wang Wufeng's body. The strong white wine fell on the damaged skin and made a slight squeaking sound, making consciousness Wang Wufeng, who was somewhat vague, suddenly woke up in pain.

One scoop after another, Zhang Zuo sprinkled the whole house with the liquor except for Wang Wufeng's body. Zhang Zuo looked at Wang Wufeng with his eyes open, but he was only breathing in but not out, and waved his hand very happily: "Master Wang, farewell."

The struck match fell on Wang Wufeng's body, Zhang Zuo strode out, and after he left the yard, he took out a piece of talisman paper from his bag and folded it into a paper plane, and threw it into the window. surrounded by fire.

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Watching the last coffin being transported down the mountain, Zhang

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