Chapter 627 The master of Jinhua Temple is not as far away as you are
The ancestral grave of the Jing family is in Cangzhou. Qin Liuxi and Teng Zhao took advantage of the dark road at around nine o'clock the next morning and took the express line directly to the ancestral house of the Jing family mentioned by Xiong Er.
Regarding the arrival of the master and apprentice, the Marquis of Chang'an, who had just arrived, was so shocked that he dropped the cup in his hand and spilled the hot tea down his legs. He was so embarrassed.
Why did it come so fast?
They worked hard day and night, and it took them a day and a night, but they had just arrived, and they still hadn't gotten over it yet.
Jing Xiaosi, however, knew Qin Liuxi's abilities and the path she took to get here so quickly, so he stepped forward, cupped his hands and said apologetically: "Young Master, I have to trouble you again this time, I really want you to
You're right, our ancestral tomb has been compromised."
Qin Liuxi looked at the bad luck that had not yet dissipated from their bodies, and then glanced at the pale face of the Marquis of Chang'an, oh, that poor withered man.
The Marquis of Chang'an felt that his buttocks were tight, his face became more and more ugly, and his descendants were in severe pain.
"I made a prediction for you before I came here. If there is any danger, there will be a noble person to help me. Oh, this noble person is not me. It is Taicheng Zhenren who has already come for his evil brother, and must have stopped this matter.
, so you don’t have to worry too much.”
Jing Xiaosi was stunned, raised his hanging arm, and said, "But we are all injured."
"The ancestral grave has been touched, and the feng shui luck must have changed. Just a slight injury can be regarded as saving a life. It is a great blessing in the misfortune." Qin Liuxi said: "I think Master Taicheng stopped it in time, so that he did not suffer the greatest harm, otherwise...
"
She glanced at the Marquis of Chang'an again, revealing a meaningful look.
Marquis Chang'an's face turned green: "!"
Jing Xiaosi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then you are coming again this time?"
"I need to confirm whether Master Taicheng killed the thing that Taoist Priest Taiyang refined. Otherwise, many innocent people may die at his hands," Qin Liuxi replied.
Such evil things must be nourished by blood and soul. What could be more convenient than killing a person who has both blood and soul?
Jing Xiaosi was silent for a moment, thinking that the thing in Qin Liuxi's mouth was once his younger brother, but now he had turned into a monster, and he didn't know what it felt like, so he couldn't help but glance at the Marquis of Chang'an.
"What are you looking at? Didn't I say before that I only have a son like you?" The Marquis of Chang'an snorted coldly, flinging his sleeves and walking out, looking at what he was doing. Did you want to remind him that he was a big fool and his evil deeds were brought upon him?
?
So angry!
Jing Xiaosi looked away and said to Qin Liuxi: "Even so, it concerns the ancestral tomb, so you still have to go up and take a look to feel at ease. You..."
"Then let's go and have a look." Qin Liuxi said with an indifferent expression: "Now that it's over, we should go back to Licheng."
Jing Xiaosi looked at the bamboo basket Teng Zhao was carrying and said, "Are you leaving now?"
"The purpose of this trip has been achieved. There is no point in staying in Beijing."
Jing Xiaosi didn't dare to persuade him to stay. After everyone had taken a breath and had breakfast, he went to the ancestral graves.
The Jing family's ancestral tomb was naturally chosen to be a good Feng Shui treasure land, otherwise the Jing family would not be as prosperous as it is today. Qin Liuxi's prediction was correct. They would be unlucky and have bad luck. It was indeed because the ancestral tomb had been tampered with.
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The tomb belonging to the father of the Marquis of Chang'an showed signs of being excavated on the top beam of the main tomb. Qin Liuxi looked carefully, picked up the soil and rubbed it in his hands, then put it under his nose to smell the smell of decay.
It was the blood of certain animals, and it was accompanied by the smell of burnt talismans. She dug deeper and dug out a jade stone with runes engraved on it. The carvings were very fresh, and they must have been engraved recently.
The filthy and evil things were cleaned up and a jade stone was buried here for purification. This should be done by Taicheng Zhenren.
The Marquis of Chang'an saw this and gritted his teeth. He felt that his descendants' roots were numb and painful, and he said bitterly: "I, the Jing family, and the Jinhua family are at odds with each other."
Qin Liuxi glanced at him and said, "There's no need for revenge. You can't do these things."
The Marquis of Chang'an choked and wanted to retaliate, but thinking of this man's ability, he swallowed his words in a daze.
He tolerates her!
Qin Liuxi filled the jade stone back in, stood up and looked at the layout of the tomb, and buried another talisman at the position pointed in front of the pit.
"This is?"
"The purification talisman will quickly eliminate the gloomy atmosphere of this ancestral tomb." After Qin Liuxi finished speaking, he tiptoed, leaped up on a tree in the tomb, and hung a charm.
The pupils of the Marquis of Chang'an were shocked, the Taoist priest could actually do Qinggong!
Qin Liuxi hung up the Tongmei, looked at it, moved a little to the position of the formation set up by Master Taicheng, then clapped his hands and said: "That's it."
The Marquis of Chang'an frowned as he watched her move the talisman and jade that someone had put down before: "Didn't you say that Master Taicheng stopped that evil way and prevented the feng shui of the ancestral tombs from being destroyed? Why do you want to move these things again?"
Qin Liuxi stood up and said: "He is here to stop Taoist Master Taiyang from causing mischief. It is all your money to help you restore the ancestral grave to normal. You can also expect him to provide you with a real Tibetan Wind Gathering Qi."
Isn't it good to have good Feng Shui? When the Heavenly Master distributes this, he also needs to pay attention to fortune telling and consumption of spiritual energy. If you don't let it change from auspicious points to yin points and continue to irritate, it will be your Jing family's good luck. Do you still expect others to give you the treatment for free?"
If Taicheng is more arrogant and vicious, he can turn a blind eye, catch Taiyang and run away, regardless of whether this auspicious point has been harmed?
The Marquis of Chang'an choked for a moment and said, "Then why are you moving this now?"
"I corrected the position. This is the auspicious point that hides the wind and gathers energy. It can continue to bless your Jing family. How about it? Do you feel that your whole body is refreshed, your breathing is smooth, and your body feels better?" Qin Liuxi was proud of it.
Staring at him proudly.
Marquis of Chang'an: "..."
Haha, what a charlatan, what a liar!
He was about to say that everything on his body hurt, but when he moved his hands and feet, he felt that the weight on his body seemed to have dissipated a lot, so he praised him nonchalantly: "The master of Jinhua Temple is indeed not as rich as you!"
Taicheng Zhenren: This sincerity of self-indulgence is misplaced!
Qin Liuxi would not accept the compliment without accepting the money, and said: "No need to praise, just remember to be happy."
Marquis Chang'an's embarrassment immediately disappeared and he said proudly: "Don't worry, my Jing family will not be so ungrateful."
"Well, you don't even dare to do that!"
The Marquis of Chang'an was so angry that he went to the tomb and knelt down to worship him. He was not as knowledgeable as this vicious-tongued magician.
Jing Xiaosi answered: "Then everything is going well with our ancestral grave? There is no need to move the grave or anything?"
"No, just pay homage to your ancestors and howl a few times for your unworthy descendants."
Jing Xiaosi: “!”
The Marquis of Chang'an was kneeling in front of the grave and his body was stiff. How could he continue to worship?
