Master Guoshi's rebirth daily

It was the old Patriarch who committed suicide on the Zhenyuan Ship back then.

But it turned out that the old housekeeper committed suicide and died for the country, which is equivalent to being born as a martyr. In addition, he was a rare intellectual at that time, and his soul returned to the underworld.Because of successive years of wars, the underworld was full of ghosts and understaffed, so the old Patriarch and some other new ghosts who were in similar circumstances were rushed to work as temporary workers.

After the 70s, the war completely subsided, and the huge group of temporary workers in the underworld became a burden.The higher authorities intend to cancel the temporary workers, but in order to appease the emotions of these temporary workers, they can only reluctantly come up with more than a hundred official job quotas.

For this reason, the old Patriarch relied on his seniority and was one of the first batch of temporary workers in the underworld. After decades of jumping up and down in the underworld, he finally stood out from thousands of colleagues, snatched a spot, and was promoted. Become the yin god of the eight meridians.

Just when the old Patriarch happily took leave of absence from his superiors, and was about to go back to the underworld to worship his ancestors and visit his descendants, he discovered that his ancestral grave was actually occupied by a group of strange graves.

Looking at the luxurious and luxurious tomb in the middle of the ancestral tomb, the tombstone turned out to be the name of my own slaves.

The old Patriarch immediately exploded in anger, turned his head and went back to the underworld, found a friend to check, and found out the ins and outs of the matter, and finally found Guan Zhiye.

Guan Zhiye said with a wry smile: "Only half a month ago, Mr. Jiang just left Xinguo not long ago. It coincided with the day when my Zhou family opened a family temple to worship our ancestors. We had just inserted incense into the incense burner when a gust of wind suddenly blew , I actually smashed the incense in the incense burner into fine pieces. At first I thought it was because I did something wrong, and my ancestors blamed me. When I re-burned the incense with fear, another gust of wind blew over , now not only the incense in the censer, but also the ancestral tablet enshrined in the family temple has become dust."

Speaking of this, Guan Zhiye's face turned green and white, and he said with gritted teeth: "After this incident, within a day, the person I arranged to guard my family's ancestral grave in Yang County called and said that the mountain where my family's ancestral grave is located There was a small earthquake in Qiu, and the bones of my ancestors were shaken out of the grave. Then a group of wild dogs came from nowhere and took most of the bones of my ancestors away."

Jiang Yizhi didn't comment, but just looked at Guan Zhiye.

"Tit for tat, I admit it." Guan Zhiye took a deep breath: "But the other party just refused to let it go. That night, he fell into my dream. He kept saying that the hatred between children and grandchildren is not shared." Dai Tian, ​​he also wants my housekeeper to pay the price. He also said that in mid-December, on the night of the full moon, it will be the time when twelve grandchildren of three generations of my housekeeper pay their lives."

Hearing this, Jiang Yizhi couldn't help frowning.

He could see that everything Guan Zhiye said was true, that is to say, the grandson of the old Patriarch died together with Guan Zhiye's elder brother in the anti-China wave.Although the butler cannot escape, he is not the culprit.

It is understandable for the old patriarch to lift Guan Zhiye's ancestral grave, but suddenly twelve lives were involved. He is a bad guy who has just been promoted, and he has such a big face.

It was this dream that Guan Zhiye, who was exhausted by the series of events before, hurriedly invited the famous Master Qingshan from Nanyang to help.

This master Qingshan didn't dare to face Guicha head-on, so he thought it would be best to talk to him.Unexpectedly, the other party didn't show up at all, and sent a few resentful ghosts to come up, and broke Master Qingshan's leg in two or three strokes.Then those resentful ghosts put down their harsh words again, and only said that whoever dares to interfere with the housekeeper's affairs will teach them to walk around without food.

In this way, when those famous masters in Nanyang heard that it was a visit post from the housekeeper, they all closed their doors with excuses.

Just when Guan Zhiye was ashamed, Guan Hong suddenly thought of Jiang Yizhi.

Although he has never really seen Jiang Yizhi's methods, but in any case, the other party has actually saved his life. Thinking about it this way, with the idea of ​​treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, he came to him Yet!

Speaking of this, Guan Zhiye stood up from the sofa suddenly, bowed ninety degrees and said: "Anyway, it is true that my family is sorry for the housekeeper. But at that time, when there were enemies on all sides, my father even his wife He didn't care about his children, and took a child less than two years old to flee for his life. In the end, he had no choice but to join the enemy. Although he did have the suspicion of stepping on the flesh and blood and wealth of the housekeeper and others, who can guarantee that These things will not be discovered by others in the future, not to mention that my father has never treated Guan Er Er badly except for not treating him as his own."

He said helplessly: "The only thing my father did wrong is that he has been pampered and pampered for more than ten years, and his heart has swelled, but everyone has seven emotions and six desires. Who can recall that he was a slave for decades when he was in a high position? I can be full of joy. But these decades, I have been guilty. After the reform and opening up of Huaguo, I couldn’t wait to return to China to worship my ancestors. Although the housekeeper’s ancestral grave was moved out by my father, it took a lot of money in my generation. The steward has worked hard to repair the tombs of each ancestor, and send people back to worship every year, and there is never a shortage of three animals, six animals, paper money and incense candles."

His eyes were red: "The mistakes made by the previous generation will be borne by my generation. Father's debts should be paid by sons. It's only right and proper. Why should I repay my grandchildren and grandchildren?"

His waist became even lower: "Mr. Jiang, please see that I have been trembling for so many years, not to mention my character, at least I am worthy of the people, and save my grandchildren!"

Jiang Yizhi rubbed his temples, it's really impossible not to intervene in Zhiye's matter.

Since the reform and opening up of the country, Steward, as the first batch of overseas Chinese businessmen investing in the mainland, although his original intention was to make money, it is undeniable that the Chinese business circle initiated by him played an inestimable role in the economic growth of China, and Over the years, the charitable foundation established by the other party has never stopped providing assistance to the impoverished mountainous areas of China. He can't just stand by and watch.

What's more, Jiang Yizhi always had a strange feeling in his heart about this matter.

He took a deep breath, stood up from the sofa, stretched out his hand to support Guan Zhiye, and said: "In this case, I will do my best. As for the outcome of the matter, I can't guarantee it."

Guan Zhiye was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "As long as Mr. Jiang... no, Master Jiang is willing to make a move, my butler will be grateful."

Jiang Yizhi thought for a while and said, "If it's possible, can you take me to your ancestral grave."

With embarrassment on his face, Guan Zhiye said embarrassingly, "Of course."

Jiang Yizhi made a phone call to Gu Fangxu, and under Guan Zhiye's arrangement, he took a plane to Li Province.

It was afternoon when we arrived in Yang County.

The hill where Guan Zhiye’s ancestral grave is located is in a mess. The dwarf holly and alpine cypress on the originally planned green belt are scattered all over the ground. The top of the hill is flat and the soil is all new soil. It took a few days to turn it up.

Not far away, several workers were cleaning up the accumulation on the ground.

Jiang Yizhi pointed to the hill next door lined with steles, and said, "Is that the cemetery of the housekeeper's ancestors?"

"Yes." Guan Zhiye said embarrassedly.

Jiang Yizhi nodded, and then said: "Mr. Guan, please prepare an altar, mahogany sword, joss paper money and a bowl of rooster blood for me."

"Okay." Guan Hong on the side said quickly, he had prepared these things when he asked Master Qingshan for help.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, because it was winter and it was freezing, Guan Hong set up a tent on a flat slope not far from the altar for the sake of Guan Zhiye's health.

Jiang Yizhi raised his head and drank the coffee in the cup, then opened the curtain, walked out, and stood still in front of the altar.

Guan Hong quickly took out a thermos, poured the rooster's blood into a porcelain bowl, and put it on the altar.

Jiang Yizhi looked up at the sky, then threw all the paper money next to him into the copper basin on the ground, pinched his finger points, and heard a puff, and the basin suddenly ignited fire.

At this moment, Jiang Yi made a move. He quickly took out a piece of talisman paper from the pile of talismans and spread it on the altar table. He inserted the index finger of his right hand directly into the chicken blood in the porcelain bowl, and slowly stirred it clockwise. After making nine circles, he quickly pulled it out, pressed it on the talisman paper, and slid his fingers quickly.

In just a few breaths of time, Jiang Yi held his finger and lifted it, and the golden light flashed on the talisman paper.

He took the wet towel next to him and wiped his fingers carefully, then picked up three sticks of incense, lit them on the candlestick and inserted them into the incense burner.Then he picked up the peach wood sword next to him and tapped it on the talisman paper, and said quickly in his mouth: "Today, Jiang Yizhi, a disciple of Taiyuanmen, has used three sticks of incense to turn it into hundreds of millions of incense clouds. Qianjun Yinjian Zhengshen came to speak. The world of ten directions, the sky above and below, is everywhere, there is no need to show up, please come quickly—"

As soon as the words fell, I saw the tip of the sword lifted, lit the talisman and put it on the candlestick on his right hand to light it. After a while, the talisman turned into nothingness. Extinguished, leaving only a small handful of white ash.

At this moment, the surrounding wind gradually picked up.

All I saw was a vortex wrapped in thick black mist rising abruptly from the ground directly in front of the work. As the speed of the flow in the vortex increased, four human heads slowly emerged from the vortex.

Guan Zhiye, who was waiting at the side, immediately shouted: "Master Jiang, it's them, they are the ones who injured Master Qingshan."

Jiang Yizhi frowned.

The vortex gradually dissipated, and what appeared in front of Jiang Yizhi were four middle-aged men in their 40s and [-]s, all of whom were full of hostility and looked menacing.

A middle-aged man at the head looked at Guan Zhiye with a sneer, and said, "Little bastard, I didn't expect you to dare to ask for help. It seems that the lesson I taught you last time was not enough, right?"

Jiang Yizhi frowned: "I remember the Guan Qian I hired?"

He had rarely used this kind of technique in his previous life, and this was the first time he had failed.

The middle-aged man in the lead looked Jiang Yizhi up and down for a while, and said with a mocking face, "My lord has so much to do every day, how can I have the time to see you..."

The little grieving ghost standing beside him hastily tugged at the hem of his clothes, and said in a low voice, "Boss, don't let your lord talk about it, don't tell him."

Only then did the middle-aged man come to his senses, patted his head, looked at Jiang Yizhi, and said, "Last time I said who dares to meddle in the housekeeper's affairs, and I can't spare him. Boy, what are you doing today?" If the one dares to bump into it, then save your life!"