Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

'Pong! '

With a bang, the gossip mirror and compass were all blown into pieces. If Wang Xuebin hadn't reacted quickly and cast a spell to stop the pieces, everyone present would have to break a few faces.

Seeing that Wang Xuebin stopped the fragments, Uncle Jiu threw the activated golden talisman into the sky, looked at Wang Xuebin, and said in a deep voice:

"It seems that this person is not only cautious and destroyed the traces of the scene, but also proficient in my Maoshan spells and set up counter-traps. This person is either from my Maoshan, or my Maoshan enemy!"

Wang Xuebin waved away the fragments of the magic weapon, and looked at Uncle Jiu with a face of shame. He was ashamed not because he was slapped in the face by Uncle Jiu, but because he broke Uncle Jiu's magic weapon.

Although these two magical artifacts were not rare objects, they were also treasures that Uncle Jiu had kept for more than ten years. Now both magical artifacts were damaged because of his stubbornness, which really made him a little ashamed.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's about the parents, it's just messy if you care about it, it's just a magic weapon, it's nothing..."

Uncle Jiu saw what Wang Xuebin meant and couldn't help but smiled and shook his head to comfort him.

In his opinion, Wang Xuebin's filial piety is much more important than just two things outside his body. Doesn't Wang Xuebin's eagerness prove that he is right?

If he meets a person whose parents are in distress and who still looks forward and backward because of the precious magic weapon, this is the person who is really cast aside by him, he is very relieved, the successor he fancy is not such a villain!

"But, Uncle Jiu..."

Does Wang Xuebin care about the youngest?

Of course he cared, as the nominal heir, he inherited the connections of the two elders, so he naturally had to bear the karma of the two elders.

He chose a cemetery with good geomantic omen for the two elders, and used the best coffin for the funeral, because he could not repay his kindness during his lifetime, so he could only do his best for the dead two elders.

However, the reason for his anger at this time is not only because the body of the second elder was stolen, but also because he was treated as a monkey by others.

In less than half a month since the second elder was buried, the body had been stolen. If he hadn't found Uncle Jiu to open the coffin, he would have been kept in the dark.

The thief who stole the corpse obviously didn't take Wang Xuebin seriously, and his behavior was very rampant.

"Hi! No problem!"

Seeing Wang Xuebin's apologetic expression, Uncle Nine comforted him gently:

"What you have done is not useless, at least let me catch the enemy's clue!"

"Oh?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin didn't care about apologizing, stepped forward half a step, frowned and asked:

"I don't know who this corpse thief is, and why did he steal the corpse?"

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu let out a sigh of relief, picked up the fragments of the gossip mirror one by one, pieced them together into a whole mirror, and carefully placed them on the table.

Afterwards, he grabbed a handful of soil from the grave, piled it on top of the broken gossip mirror, and carefully flattened the top of the mountain.

Immediately afterwards, he took the Dharma incense, pointed to light it, used soil as paper, and incense as a pen, concentrated on casting spells, and silently recited the mantra.

"The cloud seal is too empty. At the beginning of the catastrophe, it is floating and floating, or sinking or floating, wandering in five directions, more than ten feet away, the innocent imperial script, written by the pen, to play the hole chapter, and the second book of the magic talisman, the beginning of the fall, The true text of birth, it is obvious that it exists, and it is hidden! Disease!"

After writing the script, Uncle Jiu threw away Faxiang, joined hands with Ziwu Jue, and pressed down suddenly!

There was a muffled sound as the magic weapon and dust were scattered instantly.

Uncle Jiu let out a foul breath, and slowly raised his hand, leaving a layer of dust on the spot, forming the shape of a chrysanthemum.

Emmm, it's a real chrysanthemum, the kind that blooms in September...

A blooming flower, the stamens and petals are lifelike, and at a glance, there is still a strange sense of freshness, which made Uncle Jiu frowned.

"Uncle Jiu, this is..."

Wang Xuebin on the side frowned when he saw this chrysanthemum, because this flower reminded him of bad associations.

It's not chrysanthemums, but the Jiujuliu method, a strange magic method that was introduced to Japan in the Tang Dynasty.

"Huh~ It seems that the one who did it this time is indeed the Japanese magic sect, Jiuju is gone!"

Chapter 290 Jiuju First Class

Jiujuliu, also known as Jiujuliu, originated from the lineage of the Yin-Yang family during the Warring States Period, and was later introduced to Japan during the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and gradually evolved into two branches of Fengshui and Taoism.

In Japan, Jiujuliu has a very close relationship with the Japanese royal family, and has always been a great onmyoji serving the emperor's lineage.

Not only that, even the official Japanese art organization, Yinyangliao, was founded by Jiujuliu, and the leader of Jiujuliu at that time was the first leader of Yinyangliao, Yinyangtou.

Like the royal family, the Jiujuliu is marked by the holy and elegant chrysanthemum. The chrysanthemum emblem of the royal family has sixteen petals and eight layers of chrysanthemum patterns, while Jiujuliu has eight petals and four layers of chrysanthemum patterns.

The relationship with the royal family destined Jiujuliu to be brilliant in Japan.

By the time of the war of aggression against China, Jiujuliu was already the only school of onmyoji in Japan, and it had committed great crimes during the war of aggression against China.

The name of Jiuju is not derived from his famous Babiaoju, but because of the characteristics of Jiujuliu's technique.

No matter it is Fengshui or Shufa, all the spells of Jiujuliu are inseparable from a kind of chrysanthemum fed by nine kinds of poisons, just like Taoist spells, there is no other method.

Jiujuliu's method of casting spells is closely related to chrysanthemums, and chrysanthemums fed with different poisons have different functions.

During the Anti-Japanese War, Lin Yimei, the No. 20 successor of Taoist leader Maoshan, once led a bloody battle between the Southern Taoist sect and the Japanese Jiujuliu.

Both sides set up Buddhist altars, one in Jinling and the other in Longhushan. The two sides were thousands of miles apart, but a desperate struggle was launched across the air.

Relying on the atrocities committed by the Japanese invaders, Jiujuliu created 34 banners of ten thousand souls and mobilized the dragon energy of Jinling, intending to cut off the vitality of China.

The Daoist Alliance detected the intention of the Jiuju Sect in advance, gathered all the elites of the Daoist sect, and started a bloody Luotian Dajiao in Longhu Mountain!

In one ritual ceremony, 49 days from seven to seven days, 160 six masters of Taoism willingly donated their souls and sacrificed their blood to the altar!

370 The two Taoist elites exhausted their efforts and died!

More than 640 people sacrificed Daotu, and they no longer have the power to practice, including the Taoist leader, Lin Yimei!

Such a huge sacrifice completely cut off Japan's coveting heart!

The head of Jiuju Liuhui was scattered, and countless onmyojis rebelled against each other and died on the spot.

With the help of the heroic spirit, Lin Yimei cut back the fate of the Japanese country, severed the dragon veins of the Japanese country, and eliminated the 800 million gods of the Japanese country with the help of China's endless resentment.

To this day, Japan is still filled with deep resentment. Once the local ghosts take shape, they will kill without any scruples. It is because once they are born, their intelligence will be wiped out by resentment, and they will become fierce ghosts who only know how to kill. .

In the 70s, Jiujuliu was revived again with the support of the Japanese royal family, and once again began to peek into the land of China.

But the Japanese magic world fears Lin Chengfeng, and if Lin Yimei doesn't die, they dare not come to China to make troubles, even though Lin Yimei has lost all her skills.

In 72, the two countries established diplomatic relations again. The Jiujuliu Fengshui branch followed the mission to the land of Huaxia.

After several investigations, it was learned that Lin Yimei had left Xiangjiang because she did not want to fight with her colleagues, so she set up a murder bureau in Xiangjiang under the pretext of investing, and wanted to take Lin Yimei's life.

At that time, Lin Yimei, who was already nearly 70 years old, was already a well-known Fengshui master in Hong Kong Island, and the Jiuju family also planned to use the name of Fengshui to do illegal things!

In 76, with the help of the Japanese government, Jiu Juliu set up a Fengshui killing situation with the help of the rebuilding of HSBC Bank.

Taking advantage of the position of the three parties on Hong Kong Island, they intend to disrupt the luck of Hong Kong Island and plant the source of resentment.

The purpose of Jiujuliu is very clear, which is to test Lin Yimei's strength.

Lin Yimei used to be a Taoist giant, and she was still mighty, so Jiu Juliu didn't dare to attack rashly without definite information.

The Fengshui Killing Bureau was set up extremely dangerous, even Lin Yimei had to deal with it carefully, if something goes wrong, it will destroy the Fengshui luck of the entire Hong Kong Island!

At this time, Lin Yimei had already lost all her skills, and in addition to her advanced age, although she saw the feng shui killing situation, she was powerless to resolve it.

As the son of Lin Yimei, Uncle Jiu has quite the demeanor of his father back then, but as a policeman, Uncle Jiu is good at catching ghosts and eliminating demons. Although he has dabbled in Feng Shui, he is not proficient.

In desperation, Lin Yimei contacted the mainland, invited people to come here to build a high-rise building, and set up a Fengshui bureau at the same time, using this tricky method to defuse the dark arrows of Jiuju's lineage.

The feng shui bureau was broken, but Lin Yimei's reality was also exposed in front of Jiujuliu. Seeing that Lin Yimei's strength was not as good as before, Jiuju showed ferocious fangs.

First, the British government was informed through official channels that Lin Yimei had a heart for the mainland, and he used official power to attack his power, and then sent the underworld to assassinate Lin Yimei's family.

In a strange underworld drug trafficking case, one of the four heroes of Kowloon died and one was injured due to a wrong intelligence.

Uncle Jiu was accused by the high-level officials of being greedy and reckless, and was assigned to Dongpinggou as a security policeman. Because of his displeasure, Dashuihou found a theory from the high-level police station, but was directly labeled as a traffic policeman.

So far, the Four Heroes of Kowloon have fallen apart.

Afterwards, in the name of revenge, the drug dealer kidnapped Lin Yimei's elderly wife in an attempt to lure Lin Yimei herself and kill her.

Who knew that Lin Yimei's wife was also a woman. She sensed the kidnappers' strangeness and guessed their purpose.

So when the kidnapper ordered her to call Lin Yimei to report her safety, she struggled and shouted out the warning that this was a trap, but was shot eight times by the angry gunman and died on the spot.

Because of his child's future ruined, and his lover's death because of his own death, Daoist Lin Yimei, who was heartbroken and indignant, finally decided to come out of the mountain again and take revenge across the sea.

He handed over 530 eight soul altars sealed with resentful souls to Uncle Jiu, and set up a feng shui formation in Dongpinggou to dispel the evil spirit of resentful souls.

These resentful souls are all Taoist heroes who once sacrificed their lives for Luo Tian Dajiao, but because they were contaminated with evil spirits, they became fierce ghosts.

After the ritual was done, the evil spirit had penetrated deeply into the soul, and it was difficult to separate it by superseding alone, so everyone worked together to introduce it into the soul altar and seal it, hoping to slowly eliminate the evil spirit, and then perform the supernatural ritual for the heroic spirit.

Lin Yimei has recited the "Sutra of Rescuing Suffering" for more than [-] years for all the heroes. Now he has to cross the sea alone and has no preparation to return, so he can only entrust this important task to his son.

One is that he can't let go of these old Taoist friends, and the other is that he hopes to leave a task for his son, lest he commit suicide when he is depressed.

Lin Yimei, who had finished handling the matter, crossed the East China Sea and went to Japan under the pseudonym Mao Xiaofang.

Uncle Jiu knew what his father was going to do and his determination to never return, but he didn't stop him.

He knew that when his mother passed away, his father's heart had already followed.

Since then, Uncle Jiu has never heard from his father.

But he learned through some channels that the current generation of Jiujuliu technique will be the first to die at the hands of Li Gui.

And Jiujuliu's feng shui lineage detonated the monstrous evil spirit during a survey, which not only nourished a curse, but also changed the feng shui pattern of the entire Japan.

Today, Japan's economy is booming, like a raging fire cooking oil, but all people of insight know that Japan at this time is like a bomb.

Once detonated, it will immediately blow up the development process of Japan in the past 30 years after the war.

Uncle Jiu believed that his father would have contributed to the situation.

Now that Jiu Juliu came out again, Uncle Jiu had a premonition that what happened this time was probably aimed at him.

Because this scene is so familiar!

The first is to test, and after finding out the truth, the black and white are two pronged, and finally a trap is set to deliver a fatal blow.

This rhythm is unforgettable to him, and he really wants to see if Jiuju's lineage has made any progress after nine years.

You know, he, Lin Fengjiu, is no longer the brat who only knew how to charge forward nine years ago.

Now he is confident that he can reproduce the demeanor of a celestial master back then, sweep away all evil spirits, and suppress the current world!

"Old Ma, please help me investigate how many cases of body theft have occurred recently. I believe that such incidents are definitely not limited to Uncle Wang's family!"

Chapter 291 The Death of Garbage

"Ma sir, according to statistics, there are a total of five cases of body theft reported recently, all of which were accidental deaths and the bodies disappeared!"

A beautiful policewoman handed the file to Sir Ma, and looked at everyone in the conference room curiously.

"Is it only these five incidents?"

Ma sir took the file, flipped through it briefly, turned to look at the policewoman, and asked in a deep voice.

After hearing the director's words, Jinghua thought for a while, nodded and said:

"Ma sir, these five cases meet your requirements for the time being. They are all recent cases with no clues. They should be the same gang!"

Listening to Jinghua's conjecture, Ma sir was noncommittal, looked at her and nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Okay, I understand, the file is here, you go back to work first, I will call you if there is something to do!"

Hearing this, Jing Hua sneaked another glance at the crowd, nodded and left.

"Look at it!"

Everyone took the file and read it carefully one by one.

"He Rongguang? The cause of death is unknown. The body was stolen three days ago. The family members suspect that the boss of the deceased did not want to pay for the expenses, so he destroyed the body and wiped out the traces. Er... the boss of the deceased, Wang Ji Funeral Service Company, Wang Guanlan..."

Lin Sir, who was reading the content of the dossier, suddenly raised his head, and looked at Wang Xuebin with flickering eyes, with an indescribably complicated expression.

"Li Baoyuan, the cause of death is unknown. His body was stolen two days ago. He is also an employee of Brother Wang!"

The content of the dossier in Alian's hand was roughly the same as the previous one, only the time when the body was stolen was different.

"Uncle Jiu, is the name of the deceased in your file called Chen Meihui?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu raised his head, nodded silently, and asked solemnly:

"Guanlan, do you know this person?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin threw the file in his hand, leaned back, and said with a headache: