I Have a Monster Farm

To put it bluntly, the layout of the Jiang family, even if it is buried today, it can get up and perform a graveyard dance for you tomorrow, it is so outrageous.

Zhang Ziyu murmured in his heart, thinking: "It's not right, it's too wrong. Under this kind of situation, the wax corpses have not been buried in the ground for generations, and there is no corpse change. This is the most weird thing."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at Jiang Bofang, an old guy, maybe he's hiding something from me, right?

"Mr. Zhang, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you're a little cold here."

Jiang Bofang was taken aback, and said: "My Jiang family's mansion is a bit colder than other mansions, don't blame me, sir, please."

Jiang Bofang led Zhang Ziyu to the Jiang family's mansion. The Jiang family is a big family and there are many servants, all of them came out to greet their master at this time.

That is, none of the host's family can be seen, obviously only Jiang Bofang and his son are left, and the son is an idiot, so naturally he will not come to greet him at the door.

Zhang Ziyu looked at the situation of the Jiang family's mansion, and there were so many servants, which meant that he was still a little popular, and he would not be so defeated that Jiang Bofang was left guarding the mansion alone.

Of course, this also shows that this time, it is likely that they will not meet the group of Taoist priests chasing Fei Zong, there is a big time difference.

When he came to the living room of Jiang's house, Jiang Bofang had already ordered the housekeeper to arrange a place for Zhang Ziyu to live, and then asked another servant to call for his son Jiang Xiong so that he could meet Zhang Ziyu.

Not long after, a tall and fat man was brought up. He looked to be in his thirties, but he didn't have the slightest sense of maturity, and even had a hint of foolishness.

"Father, what did you ask me to do? I still want to play with the little bird."

When he opened his mouth, Jiang Xiong wasn't so stupid that he didn't know anything, he was just a man in his thirties, and he seemed to have the IQ of a teenager.

"Xiong'er, say hello to Mr. Zhang."

In front of his son and servants, Jiang Bofang has a full attitude and a straight face. He is an orthodox and old-fashioned patriarch.

Jiang Xiong shuddered, and hurriedly bowed to Zhang Ziyu, looking like Gong Xi Fa Cai.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Ziyu nodded and said, "Young Master Xiong, you are welcome."

"Sit there."

Jiang Bofang pointed, and let Jiang Xiong sit on the chair obediently to meet the guests, not daring to make any other movements.

Jiang Xiong was very obedient, but Zhang Ziyu also caught a glimpse of the sadness in Jiang Bofang's tough guy's eyes.

It is also for the sake of being able to practice a whole body of martial arts in the world, and it is still in such a Jiang family mansion. It can be said that Jiang Bofang's fate is not only hard, but also a born hero.

If it was in ancient times, being a general was more than enough.

But it happened that the family fortune gradually declined, and the son also looked like this, so it's no wonder it's not sad.

"Mr. Zhang, the child looks like this. Although he is tall and big, he is often ill for several days, good and bad, and there is no specific cause of the disease. Please show him."

Zhang Ziyu nodded and said to Jiang Xiong, "Extend your hand."

Zhang Ziyu also understood how to see a doctor, and he was not bad. With the addition of some methods of cultivators, the true energy penetrated into the body to investigate, and it was naturally even more powerful.

"Hey, Dad, your hands are warm."

While sounding his pulse, he probed Jiang Xiong's physical condition with genuine energy. Although he had already expected it in his heart when he saw the Jiang family's mansion, he still couldn't help shaking his head when he saw the condition inside Jiang Xiong's body.

"Mr. Zhang, how is the child?"

"The physique is weak, the pulse is strong on the outside but dry in the middle, and he depends on the tonic that is full of yang qi, but he is very weak in his bones, and the most important thing is that he is not like you, he is successful in martial arts, full of qi and blood, and can resist the erosion of yin qi."

Weakness is really weak, as if riddled with holes.

But the root cause is that Jiang Xiong's body, from the bones to the meridians, is condensed with yin and corpse qi. From the moment he was born, he was not a normal living person. How could such a situation not cause many diseases.

The root cause is not illness, but entanglement with the yin and corpse qi in the body.

Even if Zhang Ziyu used the purple gallbladder body training pill, or the snake spirit blood and spirit flesh to recuperate his body, the yin and corpse qi of the Jiang family mansion would also make him change back to this appearance in a short time.

Jiang Bofang's face changed slightly: "Yin Qi?"

"Not only Yin Qi, but also corpse Qi. The two have been entangled in Mr. Jiang's body since he was a child, destroying his body, destroying his Yang Qi, suppressing his luck, and even affecting his spiritual intelligence."

Zhang Ziyu intended to test Jiang Bofang's situation, so he said directly: "Mr. Jiang, do you really understand the situation of your Jiang family mansion?"

Jiang Bofang's expression darkened, he stared at Zhang Ziyu, sighed deeply for a while, and said, "Did you see something, sir?"

"I see a little bit, your mansion is a bit dark."

Jiang Bofang's voice was a little low, he glanced at Jiang Xiong, and said, "Xiong'er, go down and make all the servants not allowed to come in."

For a while, only Jiang Bofang and Zhang Ziyu were left in the empty and chilly living room.

"My Jiang family has been making wax for generations, and gradually made a fortune. Only then did I get involved in other industries. It was not easy for the ancestors to start a business. Later generations read the teachings of their ancestors. People in my Jiang family died without burial. They sealed their corpses with wax and sealed their ancestors with wax. The remains are preserved and enshrined in the ancestral hall, which has been done for hundreds of years from generation to generation."

Jiang Bofang didn't know what to think, and slowly said this horrible custom of the Jiang family.

He looked at Zhang Ziyu's face, and asked earnestly, "Sir, isn't it wrong to worship the ancestors and want them to be by your side?"

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Have you asked your ancestors if they want to be buried?

Zhang Ziyu was quite polite, but he didn't say that. Whether it's family tradition or customs, as an outsider, he doesn't like to comment on good or bad behavior.

He said: "Mr. Jiang, with all due respect, it is normal for yin and yang to be separated. Although Fengshui says that ancestors are buried in treasured places and future generations are blessed, that needs to be handled professionally. The Jiang family uses wax to store the corpse. Of course, it’s okay to have two. Although there is corpse aura, many patterns such as popularity and incense can still be suppressed, but accumulated from generation to generation, the Jiang family is already surrounded by corpse aura, gloomy and uninhabitable. "

"Your Jiang family has a big business. It stands to reason that the number of people should not be small, but in this house, the yin and corpse qi completely overwhelm the people. How can they survive?"

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Jiang Bofang's face was cloudy, he was an old-fashioned person, in his opinion, it was the Jiang family's filial piety to preserve the body of the ancestors and worship them day and night, but now that Zhang Ziyu said that there would be such consequences, he naturally contradicted himself. Believe it or not, it is not a simple question in his mind.

"You grew up in this mansion since you were young, and you are successful in martial arts. In fact, you should also feel something is wrong."

Jiang Bofang remained silent for a while: "I practice martial arts in the Jiang family, and I do feel a little more depressed."

He turned his head to look at Zhang Ziyu, and asked, "Sir, can my child's illness be cured?"

"It can be solved, but it will be short-lived. Some injuries cannot be completely repaired. It is impossible to live a long life."

Jiang Bofang breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "Sir, dare to ask this solution."

"First deal with the remains of your ancestors of the Jiang family, then disperse the yin and corpse qi that filled the house, and finally remove the yin and corpse qi in his body to warm and nourish his body."

Jiang Bofang's face turned ugly again, he really didn't want to move the remains of his ancestors, and he didn't want to bear the reputation of being unfilial.

"Sir, can't you live in another place?"