Feng Shui: Opening Secret Nine Money Raising Corpse Caves

On the contrary, when Zhang He learned that Vivienne had died, he specially made a wreath as tall as a person and brought it to her funeral.

Lin Hui followed behind him with a sullen face. He had never felt so ashamed in his entire life!
"The soul has already been taken to the underworld. Even if you move to Jinshan, this person will not survive. Why are you here to join in the fun?"

When Zhang He heard this, he was immediately unhappy.

"What do you know? This is a big star after all. They hold a funeral for the outside world, and even fans can come to the scene to join in the fun. Let's not go. Is it appropriate? If you have money, let's make money. If you don't have money, let's go." You have to hold a personal field!"

These days, Lin Hui locked himself at home to draw talismans. Batches of cinnabar and special ink sticks were sent into the room, but the people here just wouldn't come out.

Zhang He was afraid that his good brother would be suffocated, so he killed his friend, and wanted him to help him find out the reason of Feng Shui, and tricked him out of the house.

It never occurred to Lin Hui that the friend the fat man mentioned was actually Vivienne, who died in the media.

He still remembers the picture of this eldest sister, who is like a spider hanging upside down, lying on the roof.

It was quite different from the woman lying quietly in the coffin in front of her.

and many more……

right?
Lin Hui frowned and took off his sunglasses.

She clearly remembered that Vivienne's body was almost smashed into 800 yuan by the ogre attached to her body. Many bones on her body were pierced through the flesh and protruded outwards. There was even a three-inch hole on her forehead. Long bones stick out.

But why does this person lying in the coffin have no scars on his face? !
Seeing Lin Hui wanting to lie in the coffin directly, Zhang He couldn't stand it any longer, tugged at his clothes, and underestimated in a low voice.

"Brother Hui, oh, brother Hui is too much, you said just now that you don't want me to come over to join in the fun, why are you rushing to get on the ground, this person is dead, you, don't go too far, so many The family members are watching, and you will be beaten in a while, I don't care about you!"

Lin Hui was unmoved.

He even pulled out a hair in front of the family members present.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

A security guard rushed over immediately.

Lin Hui wiped his eyes, shook his head and sighed.

"I just want Miss Vivienne to be more decent when she leaves. I just found out that she has an extra white hair. This girl loves beauty. If she has a white hair and goes to the bottom, I think she will feel embarrassed." Not good."

What Lin Hui said was so sincere that Fatty Zhang beside him believed it a little bit.

The security guard looked at him suspiciously, fearing that this kid would cause trouble, he kicked him out anyway.

"The condolences are over. If you have nothing to do, go away. There are still many people coming, so don't waste everyone's time here!"

The donkey descended the slope of Linhui Street, shouting haha, and dragged Fatty Zhang away from the funeral home quickly.

"Yes, yes, I have delayed your work, sorry!"

Back in the car, Lin Hui put the hair in the palm of his hand. After a blue light flashed, a faint orange flame rose from the hair, and it was quickly burnt up.

"Brother Hui, I can't tell, do you still have this hobby?"

Lin Hui squinted at him.

"What hobby? Could it be that you are also interested in an artificial beauty with over-plastic surgery and silicone prostheses all over her body?"

Lin Hui threw off the things in his hands and pressed his temples irritably.

"This person is not Vivian."

Zhang He braked.

"What did you say? How could such a big living person lying there not belong to Vivian? Besides, didn't the hospital say that he was dead?"

Lin Hui ignored the fat man and just reported the address of the private hospital.

When I came with Xiaoqi last time, I didn't notice anything unusual on the way to this hospital.

But when driving up this time, the strange feeling was particularly obvious.

They were obviously going up the mountain, but the road looked like they were going down, and the arrangement of vegetation along the way became more and more strange.

It stands to reason that plants love the sun, and where the sun is luxuriant, the plant species are more abundant, and vice versa.

But this place is quite the opposite. It is really strange that there is not even a root of grass growing in the sunny place at the same altitude of 1 to 2 kilometers, and it is not covered by rocks.

Within 2 minutes, the car came to a parking lot on the Panshan Highway.

Zhang He pushed open the car door and rushed outside, squatting on the edge of a bush, vomiting wildly, with snot and tears all over his face.

"Ugh—Brother Hui, I can't do it anymore, I can't stand it anymore, uh! I've been driving for so many years, and it made me vomit for the first time! How far is that place you mentioned?!"

Lin Hui stood on the mountainside and looked around, and a gossip compass appeared in his palm.

"It's really the opposite? No wonder that hospital can hide it so closely after the death of the person. It seems that there should be a lot of things under this mountain."

Lin Hui muttered, Zhang He had already collapsed on the ground, and even poured several bottles of mineral water.

"Brother Hui, what do you want to do?"

"The car is here, you go up the mountain with me, remember, follow me closely."

Lin Hui didn't give Fatty Zhang any time to rest after throwing this sentence. He just patted him on the shoulder and strode towards the location of the private hospital.

No matter how uncomfortable Zhang He felt, he could only bite the bullet and keep up.

But as they walked up the mountain, the temperature became lower and lower. According to the normal situation, there is nothing wrong with wearing tighter clothes at this time.

As soon as Zhang He tightened the zipper, he felt uncomfortably hot, as if there was a fire burning in his chest.

His lungs and trachea were burning and painful.

But Lin Hui, who was walking in front of him, was neither blushing nor out of breath, and was even leisurely and elegant, looking east and west with a compass.

"Brother Hui, we, can we take a break? I really can't walk anymore! This mountain climbing is really killing my life. I can't do it!"

Lin Hui turned his head, just glanced at Zhang He, and saw the little cutie squatting on her shoulder.

Behind the spirit?
Is there such a thing on this mountain?

The longer this thing remains on a person, the greater the pressure on the person will be. Whether it is external pressure or internal pressure, it will be much greater than usual, and once this thing is attached, it is basically a non-violent non-cooperative master.

Zhang He is usually heartless, and he can sleep in the dark for a couple of Erguotou, how could he invite this thing?
Lin Hui silently pulled the mourning ghost off his wrist, and patted Zhang He on the shoulder.