Feng Shui: Opening Secret Nine Money Raising Corpse Caves

After everyone returned to the modern city, the news of the fire in the Ghost Infant Temple made headlines in various places.

Lin Hui was lying in the bathtub of the hotel, drinking red wine and burning incense, feeling very comfortable.

But just when he was about to meditate on his past and reflect on himself, the door of the bathroom was kicked open from the outside.

"Lin Hui, when are you going to take a bath? Don't you know that women are given priority?"

With her hips akimbo, Jiu'er appeared at the bathroom door like a dominatrix.

Lin Hui instinctively bent his legs and pressed his hands, an unknown fire welled up in his heart.

"Don't you know how to knock?"

He gritted his teeth and asked, but Jiu'er sneered.

"I haven't seen any parts of your body. Why are you pretending to be an innocent and strong man here? Get out immediately, I'm going to take a bath!"

Lin Hui now really felt that there was a muscle missing in this girl's head.

He tore off the bathrobe and tied it around his waist, stepped out of the fish tank with one step, and put his arms at Jiu'er's side.

"Master, if you say that, your conscience doesn't hurt?"

The man's deep voice made Jiu'er blush.

But she really couldn't bear the dirty look on her body, so she could only stare at the person in front of her.

"What? Then wash together?"

After saying a word, Jiu'er directly took off the men's jacket on her body, exposing her exquisite figure, and the beautiful scenery on her chest made Lin Hui's nose feel hot.

He has been pure and ascetic for so long, and he has never seen a woman like the one in front of him!

It's just that as a man, if he can remain unmoved in the face of such a scene, it must be Liu Xiahui, or he really can't!
Lin Hui didn't say a word, and directly started his hands. Some rough palms were attached to Jiu'er's waist, and the spring was full of light.

But just when the ambiguous atmosphere reached its peak and was about to explode, Lin Hui's cell phone rang.

The two people in the bathroom froze in place for an instant, and in the next second, the soul was kicked out by Jiu'er.

"Lin Hui! You bastard, taking advantage of my old lady, just wait!"

Hearing the coquettish and cursing voices coming from the bathroom, Lin Hui had to recite the Mantra of Purifying Heart a few times to suppress the rising anger.

"You better have something urgent!"

He picked up his phone, looked at the caller ID, his expression sank.

The person calling is Master Yacha.

This old antique can also make a phone now?
As soon as the phone was connected, there was a burst of Buddha's horn on the other end.

"Mr. Lin, I heard that you are back? When can you come to me?"

"almost there."

Lin Hui quickly calmed down his playful mood, and after talking about what happened in Guiying Temple, he brought Zhang He and the head-down master to the temple.

The sound of the Buddha's horn made the face of the descendant pale.

It is said that evil does not suppress good, so Lin Hui snatched the wooden fish from a monk and stuffed it into the hand of the head-down master.

"While I'm in a good mood now, you might as well accumulate some evil virtues for yourself, lest you go to hell in time and never be reborn forever."

When Lin Hui said this again, murderous intent filled the air, and the head-down master was shocked.

Zhang He slapped him on the back of the head.

"Brother Hui told you to knock, didn't you listen? Are you deaf?!"

The slap of Master Jiang was so severe that gold stars popped out of his eyes. In order to let himself live a little longer, he had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and knock on the wooden fish.

"My Buddha is merciful, why should benefactor Zhang be aggressive?"

When Master Yacha's voice came, Zhang He suffered from being dumb, so he put his palms together and bowed to him.

But at this moment, Lin Hui reached out to pick his ears and smiled disdainfully.

"My Buddha is not poor, what is mercy? Monk Yacha, the things you asked me to find for you have now disappeared. If you still want to get back your patriarch's relics, don't be so sly about it." .”

Yacha's expression didn't change at all, he was still a good monk after all.

He took Lin Hui to the backyard of the temple.

Xiaoqi was playing with the little monk in the temple, and the whole courtyard was filled with childlike laughter.

As soon as she saw Lin Hui, she was very pleasantly surprised with a smiling face, and rushed over jumping up and down.

"Brother Lin Hui, you are really back! Have you found the bad guy?"

"Brother Lin, when did you ever let you down? I've sent people to prepare the things needed to lift the head. If that old bastard refuses to do it, I'll take his skin off."

What Lin Hui said was true.

If the head-subduing master is unwilling to surrender, he doesn't mind letting him taste what life is like death.

As Lin Hui expected, at the very beginning, this old man refused to give up. He didn't let go until Zhang He took a barbed knife and gouged a piece of flesh off his body.

The surrender ceremony was supervised and witnessed by Monk Yacha, and nothing unexpected happened. Seeing the black line on Xiaoqi's forehead and eyes gradually disappearing, Lin Hui also breathed a sigh of relief.

The biggest problem was solved, and Lin Hui took his family for a few laps in Siam.

That night, Lin Hui was sending Jiu'er and Xiaoqi back to the room as usual, and when he was going to find Zhang He, that fat man for a drink, the black cat from before suddenly jumped in from the window outside the hotel.

Lin Hui knew this black cat, the one that appeared in Zhang He's two-story building.

Only this time, it had a faint smell of blood on it.

It blocked Lin Hui's way, opened its belly, and rubbed against his feet.

As soon as Lin Hui reached out and touched its small head, a scene appeared in front of his eyes.

It's still the same two-story building, but it looks different from the current one.

An old woman with white hair was wearing a bright red dress, leaning on crutches, holding a human skin drum in her hand, squatting forward and backward in the room like a great dancer, singing something in her mouth.

Immediately afterwards, a four or five-year-old child walked in, holding a teddy bear in his hand, and his bare feet were already stained with blood.

And behind this child, there is a series of bloody footprints.

From far to near, from big to small.

It looks like it should change from an adult to a child!
Just when Lin Hui was fascinated, the child's head suddenly turned in an extremely strange way,

He almost tilted his head back, turned around again, turned his head 360 degrees without moving his body, and fixedly stared at Lin Hui.A sinister smile appeared on his face.

This scene must be creepy in the eyes of others.

But Lin Hui didn't even bat an eyelid, and he was surprisingly calm.

After the scene disappeared, he lifted the hand that was pressing on the black cat's head.

"That's why you called me this time? That fat man rented out the house again?"