Daoist Liyue, I live in the Hall of Rebirth!

The value symbol is Tian Ruixing, the value envoy is the door of death, the solar terms are Xiaohan, Shangyuan, and the territory is the second round of Yang Dun.

The gate of death falls to the fourth palace of Xun, facing southeast, it is the image of entering the tomb, the star of Tianying is near the fourth palace of Xun, the owner of the fourth palace has a dream, death and mourning.

The territory of the Xunsi Palace in the Second Division of Yang Dynasty is Geng, which belongs to gold, and the heavenly disk is Tianyingxing, which is Bing, which belongs to fire, and fire overcomes gold.

But the divine disk is next to the Nine Heavens God, who is the god of good luck, and raised the hand of this little ominous image, making this image neither ominous nor ominous.

Shen Ming looked at the Qimen game in his hand and sighed in his heart.

In fact, this is the most normal hexagram that most ordinary people can encounter, and many people come here because of bad luck.

Where did so many dangers come from in this world, and where did so many geomantic treasures come from?

"Don't go back to Liyuan, let's just go to the southeast of the old house. After being buried in the southeast, although it won't be able to raise up children and grandchildren, it's not a big problem, and it won't cause trouble." Shen Ming pointed to the southeast direction and said.

Everyone looked to the southeast, and Shen Ming explained the hexagrams that he had just solved to the Wang family. Although they were a little disappointed that it was not a geomantic treasure, they were still self-aware.

Looking at the hill on the southeast side, and the slope, the Wang family became more and more pleasing to the eye. They all thought this place was good, and they would be buried here for a hundred years.

Listening to their words, the corners of Shen Ming's mouth twitched.

It's basically a psychological effect. It's just an ordinary place suitable for burying people. If you are satisfied with yourself, it will naturally be more pleasing to the eye.

But Shen Ming didn't want to dampen their interest, everyone walked towards the small slope in the southeast sparsely.

Shen Ming also ordered a piece of land for the Wang family according to the principle of birth and restraint in the nine palaces and eight trigrams, "Let's just go here, the gate of death falls on the fourth day of the palace, and the fourth day of the Yanger bureau is Geng gold, and there are slopes all around, so the soil produces gold, no problem. "

"Okay, brothers, start working!"

Everyone in the Wang family took a shovel one after another, dug the soil, and carried the urn.

In fact, Shen Ming still wanted to do a religious ceremony or something, but seeing the Wang family's eagerness to dig up the soil, Shen Ming also gave up, and at the same time lamented the cruelty of the world.

It's heartless to be so impatient to send the old lady off, alas.

Soon everyone dug a small hole, put the urn in it, and then quickly filled it with soil and buried it.

Finally, set up a stone tablet that has already been engraved.

When all this was completed, most of the Wang family breathed a sigh of relief, and only after the tense strings were loosened did they hear the sound of crying one after another.

Even the gloomy middle-aged man knelt in front of the stele with red eyes at this time.

Shen Ming was watching from a distance from behind, and at this moment he also knew that it was not appropriate to disturb them, although they showed a little coldness in all kinds of things, but at least this moment could be regarded as an expression of true feelings.

Those who should cry should cry, those who should burn incense should burn incense, and those who should burn paper should burn paper.

At this time, a trace of commotion suddenly appeared among the Wang family members over there.

Just when Shen Ming was puzzled, a younger sister from the Wang family ran out and ran up to Shen Ming, pointing at the tombstone timidly and nervously.

"Well, sir, the permanent lamp, the permanent lamp won't light."

"I can't find the merchant, why are you looking for me?" Shen Ming looked at the girl in disbelief.

This kind of thing is also looking for me?

"No, it was on, but it went out again!" The girl became more nervous, "It's been several times, and it went out after a short time every time it was lit. Is it the old lady..."

"Don't think about it." Shen Ming said calmly, while walking over to check the situation.

People made way for Shen Ming and let him walk straight to the tomb.

Shen Ming glanced at the ever-burning lamp, it seemed that there was no major problem in terms of quality, and the wind was not strong today, so why couldn't it be lit?

He took the match handed over by the person next to him and lit it again.

The dim light came back on.

One second—two seconds—

"Look, it's not doing well..." Before Shen Ming could finish speaking, the ever-burning light went out without the slightest crosswind.

The green smoke is as straight as a long line without any bend.

Shen Ming frowned, pinched his fingers and counted, Yang Er injured his family and fell down, and the white tiger came into the world again, this is a sign of twists and turns.

Kanyi Palace is in the north, and everyone chose the location to go southeast, so the north is naturally the Wang's residence. What happened to the Wang's residence?

"Brother Wang, Brother Wang!" A young man who had been guarding the old house ran over with a look of horror, "Brother Wang! Old man, old man is dead!"

Chapter No.16 The Taboo of the Wang Family

When everyone hurried back to the old house, they found that the people left behind were all gathered outside the old man's door.

Hu Tao's face was not very good-looking, and she promised to punish the evil spirits, but in the end, people died in the house.

"What's going on?" Shen Ming came over to ask about the situation.

"Go and see for yourself." Hu Tao clenched the spear and stepped back.

Shen Ming walked through the crowd and looked into the old man's room. When he saw the old man's death, his eyelids twitched.

His complexion was blue, the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, his eyeballs were slightly protruding, and his mouth was wide open.

Both hands were clenched tightly, one was limply drooping and the other was pulling on the bed sheet. It seemed that he had struggled violently before he died, but with the old man's physical strength, the struggle was no different.

There was no blood, no trauma, and from the outside, it looked like he was scared to death.

Seeing the miserable image of the old man, Shen Ming felt uncomfortable from throat to stomach, retreated outside, and looked left and right.

"Where's Xiangling?"

"I've asked her to go back early, it's not suitable for her to get involved," Hu Tao said.

"When did you find out?" Shen Ming frowned.

"It wasn't me who discovered it, it was Qian Liang." Hu Tao took a deep breath and glanced at Qian Liang in the corner, "If it wasn't for him, I'm afraid we wouldn't even know that the old man is dead now."

"There was no change at all last night, how did this ghost do it." Shen Ming didn't understand.

Last night, Shen Ming and Hu Tao were on duty together. One person may have made an omission, and if the two of them didn't find out, there must be something wrong.

"Have you ever thought about not being a ghost?" Hu Tao said suddenly.

Shen Ming was silent for a while, then glanced secretly at Qian Liang who was still in the corner, "I thought about it, but..."

"It must be the second master's wife, she is here for revenge!"

Suddenly, I don't know who yelled, and the people of the whole Wang family suddenly showed all kinds of human nature.

There are outsiders who are completely confused, and there are those who are silent and silent, but many more people have begun to feel unnatural.

"What did you say?!"

"There are no ghosts in this world! Don't scare yourself!"

Qian Liang looked at the rioting Wang family and retreated slowly.

boom!

Suddenly a hand patted Qian Liang's shoulder.

"Ah! Who?!"

"What are you doing?" Shen Ming looked at Qian Liang with a frown, and took back the hand that was on Qian Liang's shoulder.

"Me? I'm an outsider, isn't it normal to withdraw quietly?" Qian Liang complained.

"Also, you scared me to death just now, do you know that?"

"Okay, my fault." Shen Ming rubbed his temples, "By the way, my burial mission has been completed, should you pay for it?"

Qian Liang is over 30 years old, but he still scratched his head like a young man, "Originally it was possible, but now..."

"Just leave it to us at Xiangshengtang." Hu Tao came over at this time.

This is also within the business scope of Xiangshengtang, so Hu Tao did not provoke public anger this time, but no one gave her a good face.

After all, just last night, this woman said bluntly that the old man's time is not long, which did not turn out to be a prophecy.

Everyone is an adult, and they won't say anything on the surface, but they still have thoughts in their hearts.

Hu Tao didn't care about this, and pulled Shen Ming's clothes.

"Shen Ming, I'll go back later to prepare the coffin and funeral utensils. I'll be back tomorrow. You have to be careful tonight."

"I will." Shen Ming nodded.

"Be careful, don't be careless, it's a bit difficult for me to catch that ghost." Hu Tao reminded again.

"Don't worry, I will run if necessary."

"Just press it, it's always right to be clever." Hu Tao was satisfied.

While everyone was panicking or sad, Hu Tao talked to the middle-aged man Wang Mian and ran out of the old house.

"Ah, ah? Don't go?"

"No, no, I can't afford your banquet, so forget it."

"I remembered that my family still has something to do."

Faced with two consecutive days of dead people, all the relatives were panicked and said that there was something else going on at home, so they all left and called the police by the way.

People from the Qianyan Army were shocked when they came to see it, but when they couldn't find the murderer at the first time, they filed a case and went back, leaving two people to guard the scene.

The old man's body was reorganized into a room in the backyard, and a white line was drawn along the outline of the place where he died.

During the whole process, Shen Ming watched from a distance, neither stepped forward nor left.

He was more concerned about the revenge he yelled at the Wang family.

Ask Qian Liangzhi if he knows.

"Qian Liang."

With a slap, it patted Qian Liang's shoulder again, this time Shen Ming was taken aback.

Why is it so cold?

"Qian Liang?!" Shen Ming frowned.

"Ah? My God! What are you doing?" Qian Liang turned around with a sad face.

"Do you know what the vengeance they're talking about is?"

"Ah? That." Qian Liang looked left and right, and found that no one was paying attention to him.

"I heard that 20 years ago, the Wang family arranged a ghost marriage for their second young master."

"Second young master?" Shen Ming.

"Yes, Wang Mian's lineage is not limited to Wang Mian alone, there is also the Second Prince, the second son of the family."

"However, Second Master Wang passed away not long after he reached adulthood, and the extremely sad old man and old lady arranged a ghost marriage for him."

"It's a pity that the method at that time seemed to be quite disgraceful. I robbed a little girl from an unknown village and forcibly worshiped him, but also..." At this point, Qian Liang didn't say anything.

"In short, the girl is dead, you just need to know about it, don't go out and talk nonsense."

"Hey! What are you talking about?! It's nothing!" One of the members of the Wang family still stared at Qian Liang's words.

The crowd dispersed quickly.

Although it was still morning and the sun had already shone in, the Wang family couldn't feel any warmth.

"Sir, tell me, is it really a ghost..." Qian Liangcai said in a low voice after standing with Shen Ming for a long time.

As if afraid of who would hear it.

Shen Ming glanced at him, "You think too much, you have to trust the Qianyan Army, they will definitely be able to catch the murderer."

"You think it's man-made?"

"Otherwise? Can it still be a ghost?" Shen Ming stretched his muscles, "You have to believe in the power of people."

"If it doesn't work, just recite the name of the rock king Dijun silently, and let the emperor protect you."

"Ah, forget it." Qian Liang laughed dryly.

......

Back in the room, Shen Ming didn't sit on the chair for a long time before he started rummaging through boxes and cabinets again.

He dug out a piece of wood from the Wang family's cabinet, went to the kitchen to get a knife, and began to carve bit by bit, grinding the delicate parts with quicksand.