Rich Feng Shui Master: Enchanting actress will catch ghosts

Ming yelled several times, his voice became hoarse, and only then did Qi Xiaoxiao vaguely hear Ming's voice.

She quickly ran to the side of the road, put her hands around her mouth like a trumpet, and shouted loudly toward the bottom of the valley: "I'm here, what's going on next?"

Qi Xiaoxiao's struggling voice finally reached the bottom of the valley.

"Go back to the village and call someone, the road is too dangerous, I can't pull him up." Ming explained the following situation.

Qi Xiaoxiao quickly understood what Ming was expressing, and after comforting the hostess a few words, she ran frantically towards the village.

Since it was getting late now, when Qi Xiaoxiao ran to the village, she saw that the doors of almost all the houses were tightly closed.

She had no choice but to run over, knocking on doors from house to house, and a few of them opened the door readily, but when she saw a strange face and anxious and incoherent voices, she immediately went to bed. Impatient.

Qi Xiaoxiao stood aside pointing fingers and patiently explained for a long time before she finally explained what happened today. The people in your stomach were shocked after hearing that, that son is the only son of that family, if something goes wrong , the hope of the family was cut off.

One of the older men, upon hearing what Qi Xiaoxiao said, found a few men without saying a word, and followed Qi Xiaoxiao towards the section of the road where the accident happened.

"Miss Zhang, are you okay? Don't worry, let's go down and pick up the baby first." Before the leading man came to him, he had already seen the hostess sitting beside the road, and ran away. In the past, seeing the haggard face of the hostess, he whispered comfort.

The hostess was already extremely sad at this time, and she didn't talk to everyone, she was still sitting there in a sluggish way, bewildered.

When I came here, I brought a very thick rope. The man who took the lead looked strong and strong, so he directly blocked the rope around his waist several times. After tying it firmly, he gave the other end of the rope to the man who came. these men.

"Don't go down, take care of it from above, remember, the rope must be held tight, and I will find a way to catch the child up." Before the man went down to the bottom of the valley, he reminded the people above.

The few remaining men gripped the rope with both hands and nodded sadly.

The voice above was very loud, and Ming knew that someone was coming, so he kept looking up expectantly, and finally saw a person tied with a rope, slowly coming down.

After coming down, he simply nodded and said hello. When the man saw the boy covered in blood, he couldn't hold it back for a moment, and tears rolled down like raindrops.

But there were still people waiting up there, so there was no time to be sad.

"You help the child up first and put it on my back. When I got down, I took an extra rope. I can tie the child to my back first. The person above will pull me, and I will slowly climb up with him on my back. Just go up, you help Uncle Li, and we go up together." The man spoke maturely, turned his head to look at Ming and said.

The three of them struggled for a long time before they tied the boy's body to the man's back.

Judging from the man's expression, the burden on his back is not light.

"Then I'll go up first, you guys hurry up and follow." The man said and pulled the rope tied around his waist that connected to the road.

The people above felt it very quickly, and several big men worked together to pull the rope with great difficulty, while the man with the boy on his back climbed up bit by bit.

The boy's father was still immersed in grief at this time, looking at the blood on the ground, he refused to leave for a long time.

Ming felt very uncomfortable. He walked over and gently supported the boy's father: "You should come up with me, let the child go home first."

After reassuring for a long time, the boy's father finally moved his steps. After touching the broken car body, he walked up bit by bit with Ming's support.

It was very difficult to carry the corpse, but the man worked up his courage and finally transported the corpse to the road bit by bit.

The hostess, who had a dull face and empty eyes, saw her son's body being carried up, and immediately rushed towards her son like crazy.

The man untied the rope on his body and slowly parked the boy's body on the ground. The boy's mother rushed over with tears in her eyes, lying on her son's body and wailing continuously.

This voice made everyone present very sad. Qi Xiaoxiao's tears were shed and shed again. She really didn't expect a good child to eat with them in the morning. How could it be just a cold sentence at night? dead body.

The hostess cried so hard that no matter how much the people next to her tried to persuade her, it didn't work.

While speaking, Ming helped the host and walked up slowly. The host suffered such a huge blow, even his legs were trembling when walking, trembling like an old man who has entered the dying years.

The male master fell to his knees on the ground crying and crying. He looked at his son's body, choked up and couldn't speak.

It took a long time for the host's emotions to recover, and he slowly helped his wife: "Let's go home and take our son home."

It's as if your master didn't hear what his man said, still sitting on the ground and crying loudly.

With the help of several men, the hostess finally stood up. Suddenly, the hostess stopped crying and speaking, and her face regained a dull expression, affectionate and dull, and her eyes looked into the distance.

"Help me put my son on my back. I want to carry my son back by myself." The host turned to look at Ming and said.

At that time, the man rushed forward again: "Uncle Li, let me do it, I have strength."

But the male host shook his head: "I still want to accompany my son on the last journey. You can just follow me. Let me do this by myself."

So, with tears in his eyes, the distraught father put his son on his back with trembling hands, and the rest of the people followed behind the male master with their heads lowered. Condolences to this poor child.

The people in front had already walked a long way, but the boy's mother was still standing there, facing the wind and looking at something in the distance.

"Auntie, let's go back." Qi Xiaoxiao felt distressed seeing the hostess like this.

After Qi Xiaoxiao talked in the hostess' ears for a long time, the hostess moved slowly and followed the group of people to the house.

"Don't be too sad, pay attention to your body."

Qi Xiaoxiao kept saying comforting words along the way, but the hostess still had a blank expression and didn't respond.

After walking for a long time, he finally returned home. The villagers helped put the boy's body away.

Qi Xiaoxiao also followed behind and helped the hostess into the door, but she didn't expect that the moment she just crossed the threshold, the hostess suddenly passed out on the ground.

Qi Xiaoxiao was very worried, and frantically wanted to help the hostess, but she was not strong enough, so she could only call the people in the village to help. It seemed that the hostess was overly sad, and for some reason, she fainted fell to the ground.

Two young and strong boys helped the hostess into the house, and the rest helped to settle the boy's body.

After cleaning up briefly, the male owner sent the neighbor away with tears in his eyes. He sat in the yard smoking a cigarette without saying a word, and seemed to have no interest in talking.

Qi Xiaoxiao and Ming couldn't bother the hostess anymore, so they could only go back to the house and take care of the hostess.

It seems that the hostess's body is not in serious condition. After fainting for more than two hours, she slowly woke up.

As soon as he woke up, he looked around, but grief and heartbreak immediately filled his pupils.

Soon the hostess put on a dull expression again, ignoring anyone who spoke.

Seeing the scene in front of her, Qi Xiaoxiao was so worried that she almost cried.

Seeing this, Ming immediately dragged Qi Xiaoxiao into another room.

"What's the matter? I still have to go out to take care of my aunt. What are you bringing me here for?" Qi Xiaoxiao asked with some incomprehension, wiping away her tears.

"Such an accident happened, which is a devastating blow to such a family. Look at what Auntie is like now. It's not a problem for her to stay in a daze like this. We have to find a way." When Ming said this, a look of guilt appeared on his face.

"I also know it won't work like this, but what can we think of?" Qi Xiaoxiao wept.

"If it doesn't work, I'll use magic. The boy just died today. It is estimated that he has not yet reached the underworld, and he is probably on his way to the underworld. So now I want to use magic to call back his soul first, and finally give it to his parents. Say goodbye, after you let auntie see your son, maybe it will be better." Ming's idea is very bold.

Qi Xiaoxiao suddenly shouted excitedly: "Is this really possible? Let me agree with both hands. I really want Auntie to cheer up as soon as possible."

Ming nodded, and then pointed behind Qi Xiaoxiao: "Go and close the door, we try not to make any noise in this room."

Qi Xiaoxiao complied.

Ming sat on the ground, the whole room was pitch black, he took out a piece of talisman paper, and with the igniting of blessing, the whole room was instantly bright as day.

Soon the spell gushed out from Ming's mouth, and the speed of this spell was so fast that even Qi Xiaoxiao was very surprised.

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped sharply, and it gradually became colder. Qi Xiaoxiao's arms began to be covered with dense goose bumps, and his body began to shake.

The speed of reciting the incantation became faster and faster. While chanting the incantation, he slowly stood up. Finally, beside the ashes on the ground, Qi Xiaoxiao slowly saw a vague shadow.