The personal doctor of the beautiful president

That night, Master Gu asked Zhang Shilin to take him to the construction site where the funeral parlor was being built for inspection.

The construction site is closed at night, of course Daoist Gu is not here to rush the progress, but to take advantage of the time when no one is around.

He needs to do a lot of work to transform the funeral home into a feng shui array.

Of course, the biggest workload is to formulate the entire layout, but it is impossible to hide the construction plan of such a large project, and it must be subject to bidding.

Although there may be tricks in the bidding process, which can guarantee that Gu Daoist's plan will win the bid, but after all, it must be made public, so the construction plan cannot be made too obvious.

Among those who engage in design and construction, there are countless people who understand Feng Shui. If the layout of Daoist Gu's plan is too obvious, how could others not see it?

Therefore, Gu Daoist's plan is, on the surface, a very good feng shui bureau.

And what he has to do now is to play tricks on the formation to turn a good pattern into a fierce pattern.

The funeral parlor was rebuilt on the original basis, but it is not obvious what Master Gu has done on it, after all, this area is more eye-catching and easy to be seen.

He arranged the eye of the feng shui formation in the cemetery behind the funeral parlor.

The cemetery is built on the mountain, and its full name is Xiniushan Cemetery.

This cemetery used to be a barren hill, behind which there are many unowned graves.Later, the mountain was transformed into a public cemetery, and it was not easy to dig the buried graves, so only the front was rebuilt, and the tombs on the back mountain were also kept.

Master Gu asked Zhang Shilian to take him straight to the back mountain.

At this time, the crescent moon in the sky was like a hook, and the moonlight looked very dim. Under the dim moonlight, the undulating mountains revealed a sense of desolation.

In an unowned tomb, there are resentment and yin energy that ordinary people cannot see and perceive with naked eyes.

Seeing this, Daoist Gu smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

All he wanted was a lingering spirit and a lot of resentment.

"You lonely ghosts, you are idle, and I will help you find something to do."

Master Gu took out a stack of talismans, then poured out a pool of blood from the water bottle he carried with him, and drew it on the talismans.

Zhang Shilin was a little terrified watching from the sidelines.

Although he always knew that his master was ruthless, he never thought that he would be so ruthless.

Has anyone ever seen a jug filled with blood, and the author drank the blood as water?

"As a teacher, I'm going to set up a formation now, and you will protect the Dharma." Daoist Gu confessed to Zhang Shilin: "This opportunity is rare, you should study hard, I will now set up a sleepy spirit formation, and then go to the cemetery in Qianshan to set up a nine-yin Gathering hole."

The corner of Zhang Shilin's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

This is to keep these lonely ghosts from being reborn forever, trap them here, absorb their yin and resentment, and refine them.

The Jiuyin Jucai Acupoint in the cemetery is even more vicious, trying to suck up the blessings and luck of at least three generations of these people's descendants, resulting in a situation where "one family prospers and ten thousand families perish".

To put it simply, no matter whose family's old people left, bought a cemetery with money, and buried them in this cemetery, they are all the leeks of Gu Daoist, and the whole family is working for Gu Daoist.

This is the true sense of success.

Such a vicious method is indeed harmful to peace.

Although Zhang Shilin has done so many bad things with his master and is not a kind person, he is not so cruel.

He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

As Daoist Gu's talismans were continuously pasted on the graves, ghosts and wolves wailed from the graves.

A headless ghost in red clothes jumped out, with nothing on its neck, and its head was held in its own hands.

His grimace was terrifying, scarlet blood flowed from his eyes, and a terrifying smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

Gu Daoist had no expression on his face, and said: "Lonely ghosts, come out."

Immediately afterwards, countless ghosts emerged from the graves.

Some are old, some are young, some are men, some are women, these ghosts are floating in the air, like pieces of broken clothes, blown up by the wind, some are laughing, some are crying, some are Cursing, some are cursing...

This is the scene of the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts.

Zhang Shilin has learned some skills from Daoist Gu, he can pretend to be a ghost, but his limit is to manipulate a few ghosts. Like this scene of ghosts walking at night, let alone he has never seen it, he has never even thought about it.

Seeing it now, I feel my scalp go numb.

Daoist Gu has a relaxed expression on his face, he looks at these lonely ghosts, just like the boss looks at the workers.

He poured out the blood in the jug, and splashed it all over the sky. The blood fell on the ghost, and he let out a mournful howl.

These ghosts will be refined and disappear forever in this world, leaving only the monstrous resentment.

It can be described as a purgatory on earth, er, to be precise, it is not a purgatory on earth, but a purgatory in the underworld.

"Heaven has the virtue of good life, you don't even let ghosts go, it's too bad." Suddenly, the voice of Taoist Jishi came: "Junior Brother, stop, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn around and be on the shore."

The figure of Taoist Ji Shi appeared in Gu Daoist's eyes.

Daoist Gu narrowed his eyes slightly, the appearance of the senior brother did not come as a surprise to him at all.

Even if Taoist Ji Shi was still holding his soul-calling banner in his hand, it was within his expectation.

"Didn't the second brother realize that his clumsy acting skills are full of loopholes in front of me?" Gu Daoist said coldly: "You are nothing more than trying to cheat my soul-calling flag away, and I will just give it to you. won't work."

Then, he turned his head again, and sneered at Zhang Shilin: "Eat the food inside and out, don't even think about going back today, just stay here forever."

Zhang Shilin's heart skipped a beat, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. To put it mildly, his soul was almost scared out of his wits.

It turns out that Master has seen through it long ago, and we thought we were just waiting on the sidelines, but we don't know that he also planned it this way.

There is no turning back when the bow is opened, it seems that there is no way out, if you want to survive, there is only one way.

Today's game is an endless scene.

"Master, I'm sorry." Zhang Shilin suddenly became violent, and based on the principle of attacking first, and then suffering, he couldn't wait any longer.

Holding a poisoned dagger in his hand, he stabbed Gu Daoist in the back.

But as soon as he raised his arm, he froze, his eyes became dull, as if he had lost his soul.

A bloody talisman was pasted on his forehead.

"It's up to you, you want to fight with me? I'm afraid you haven't woken up." Gu Daoist smiled coldly, and directed Zhang Shilin: "Go and die."

Zhang Shilian was like a puppet, waving the dagger and rushing towards Taoist Ji Shi.