"Worship heaven and earth!"

The goddess in wedding clothes suddenly felt as if she had returned to that day.

On the sixteenth day of that year, his father proposed to marry himself to Zhou Xian, the son of the imperial servant.

During the wedding day, thieves broke into the city, and the father went crazy and raised his sword to kill himself and many of his harem concubines, royal princesses, to prevent the royal bloodline from falling into dust.

I was not afraid of death, I just stared blankly at my father who worked hard for the country and the country, holding his sleeves and crying.

The already crazy father also sighed: "Why did you give birth to me?"

Then he slashed with his sword, the phoenix crown was stained with blood, and the sky in front of him gradually lost its color.

At that time, it was the same, with large tracts of fire and large tracts of red light printed and dyed on the wedding dress...

A large amount of blood seeped out of the wedding dress, gradually infecting the ruins of the Forbidden City.

The full moon in the sky is also scarlet.

This time I bowed, I dreamed of Lu Li.

The blood was flowing around Lin Zhuming's feet. It was very sticky, and there was a smell of killing and death in his mouth and nose.

I feel confused and troubled, as if I can't breathe, like a huge weight is pressing down on me, and like a building collapsing, no one is spared.

The bright mirror on his chest emits a brilliant light, protecting Lin Zhuming's consciousness from being driven crazy by the resentment of the country and his family. At the same time, the sun refines his form, the sun refines his spirit, and the sun, moon, and yin and yang simultaneously emit light in Lin Zhuming's mind. , stable light.

"Two thanks to Gaotang!" The Spirit King ignored this degree of change.

At this time, snow falls from the sky and frost forms on the ground. The snow is red and the frost is also red.

The high hall is where the Ancestral Temple worships. Unfortunately, it has been burned down long ago, with broken arms and ruins, and no trace of the ancestors.

Lin Zhuming struggled, silently reciting the name of the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder Universal Transformation Heavenly Lord, but except for the rolling thunder as a background, like evening drums and morning bells, nothing changed.

"Couple greetings!"

Lin Zhuming's body couldn't help but face the imperial daughter in wedding clothes. He only saw two lines of tears falling to the corner of his jaw. I felt pity for him.

Both of them held a piece of red silk in their hands. The bloody threads separated from the red silk began to wrap around Lin Zhongming's body, piercing Lin Zhongming's neck, reaching into his heart, and absorbing the "yang energy" of Lin Zhongming's living person.

At the same time, a large amount of cold body fluid was injected into Lin Zhuming's body. Lin Zhuming felt that his hands and feet began to feel cold, and his whole body felt like he was about to die.

Afterwards, he fainted and never woke up again, but even so, Lin Zhuming, who had lost consciousness, was still numb and completed the steps of the wedding like a puppet.

Most of the resentment on the emperor's daughter had dissipated, and she was also covered with a "blood coat" made of the yang energy extracted from Lin Zhuming's body. She looked more like a "living soul" rather than a hundred dead. Old ghost.

"Send it to the bridal chamber!"

In the bridal chamber, there was another girl, pale and dying. She was the girl with four pillars of pure yin.

She was also wearing a "wedding dress" at this time. The emperor's daughter looked at her for a while, as if she was thinking about something, and then looked at Lin Zhuming, who was already numb and empty.

In the end, he lay down in this body as if sleeping, completing the ritual of borrowing the corpse.

The union of spirit and flesh, the return of life through death.

The bloody strangeness gradually disappeared, and Lin Zhuming could be said to be of no use.

It’s just that the bright mirror still shines light to protect Lin Zhuming and protect Lin Zhuming’s sun fire from being extinguished.

"The agreement between life and death is broad, tell me about it with Zicheng."

"It's done!"

…………

Lin Zhuming woke up again with a splitting headache, but his first reaction when he woke up was: "I'm still alive."

When I looked again, it was already dawn, which was Mao hour.

Lively sounds came from outside. Lin Zhuming stood up, and his eyesight went dark: "The emperor's daughter, how much blood did you draw from me!"

After finally regaining the light in front of his eyes, Lin Zhuming walked out. Zhao Zhongxin was presiding over the Dharma assembly. He could not be said to be presiding, but he was just guiding the villagers to worship. After all, it was Qingming Festival today.

The villagers burned the paper money they prepared, burned incense, made wishes, and finally asked: "Where is Master Lin? Why didn't you see him?"

"Senior Brother Lin hosted the Dharma conference last night. He was too tired and fainted. He is resting now. He will be fine after a while."

Lin Zhuming walked out and felt that the sunlight was somewhat dazzling, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the brazier and fire tower were still burning.

As if what happened last night was an illusion, even the real king was affected and wore a red dress.

But now, it seems that nothing has changed.

But only Lin Zhu, who felt weak all over his body and weak in his waist and legs, knew that this was not a dream.

Lin Zhuming burned the thirty-six "Jade Emperor Tongbao" cards one by one: "I hope it can remove the bad luck and mend the negative virtues..."

As soon as the flames were sucked in, Zhang Zhangyuhuang Tongbao was wrapped in the brazier, and the ashes flew toward the sky with the help of the fire.

Thirty-six Jade Emperor Tongbao, all burned clean.

Lin Zhuming stood by the flame and felt his body temperature recover slightly.

"Boys should protect themselves outside." Lin Zhuming sighed: Just like that, he got married in Hutu... and he was still a son-in-law...

"Master Lin, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?" Rich Master Zhou and Zhou Sheng came here early in the morning.

Seeing Lin Zhuming looking so pale and weak, as if he had smoked a cigarette, he couldn't help but worry.

"Ahem, there was a Dharma conference last night, but there were not enough people, and I was injured by a big ghost. It's nothing. Just cultivate yourself and you'll be fine."

"This looks like a serious injury!" Rich Master Zhou quickly helped Lin Zhuming: "I used to have a root of wild ginseng there, which my father bought to extend his life. My father used half of it, and my mother used half of it.

I will ask someone to bring half of the root and the smaller half to you later, Master. It can nourish the yang energy and save life... Just cut it into slices and hold it under the base of your tongue."

"Then thank you so much, Yuan Wai Zhou." Lin Zhuming sighed: "This ritual has not been completed yet, there is still one day left, and I can't take a break..."

Zhou Sheng looked at Lin Zhuming like this and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious: "It looks like he was possessed by a female ghost..."

Lin Zhuming was a little surprised: You still have experience.

Rich Master Zhou immediately reprimanded: "What are you talking about? Master Lin has worked hard and has been very busy these days. He even helped to repair the reservoir and widen the ditch two days ago. If you are half as good as Master Lin, I will

I am so satisfied that I am still arranging here..."

"It's okay, it's okay. Speaking of which, how is the reservoir now? Are the people who dug the river yesterday okay?"

"Master Lin, it's okay, it's okay, we're okay." Those people said hehey.

"It's fine." Lin Zhuming nodded, and then went to take a look at the three-way reservoir.

When I walked over there, I saw a small stream changing its course, flowing into the ditch, and then flowing into the pond. Looking into the pond, I vaguely saw a giant salamander lying down.

Lin Zhuming nodded. It seemed that this stream was drawn by this mountain dragon, which showed that it was indeed a dragon species.

But in the end, Lin Zhuming's thoughts were not in vain. This Feng Shui pattern was probably completed, only some modifications were needed, the icing on the cake.

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Chapter completed!