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Chapter 877

"Gao Huji has his own destiny and there will be no problem. Mr. Gao, please don't worry too much. [ #_ ]"

"By the way, Mr. Gao, have you offended anyone in the Northeast?"

"Offended people? Teacher Ye, to be honest, when the state-owned enterprises were restructured, I took over the coal mines. I won a lot of people at the beginning, and I did offend a lot of people. However, most of them now have cooperative relationships, and all the old grudges have been cleared.

Well, how many people really have deep hatred?"

"That's strange. Gao Hu is not old. It should be impossible to provoke a master of shamanism to use such vicious methods. If Mr. Gao has not offended anyone, this matter will be a bit mysterious."

"By the way, has Mr. Gao visited his ancestors' graves recently?"

"Ancestral tombs? I went there once during the Chinese New Year last year, but I still haven't made time yet. Why, Teacher Ye, does this thing have anything to do with ancestral tombs?"

"Haha, my brother suspects that the ancestral graves of your Gao family have been touched. Gao Hu has been in danger more than once in the past six months. This is very abnormal. Do you know?"

"Teacher Ye, do you mean to say that someone secretly tampered with my ancestral grave?"

When Emperor Ye said this, Gao Meng immediately realized something.

In the past six months, I have been having a lot of bad luck in the business world. The two businesses I negotiated in the first two months all fell apart. I finally negotiated a company that was a blank contract, and my 20 million yuan was taken away directly.

, which caused him pain for a long time.

Moreover, this time when we got angry in Shanghai, the other party ignored me.

Considering all the possibilities, he, who had never been a big believer in Feng Shui, became a little bit hairy.

Although Gao Meng doesn't have much contact with things like Feng Shui and physiognomy, he still knows a little about these things. He usually invites local seniors who know Feng Shui to come over every year to give advice on how to place things in his office.

I also know a little bit about all of them.

Now Ye Huang suddenly said that someone might have touched his ancestral grave, Gao Meng's face became ugly.

You should know that people who don't believe in Feng Shui usually don't dare to make random changes to their ancestral graves, lest it affect the luck of future generations.

When Gao Meng was a child and his home was close to the Hezhe tribe's inhabited area, he heard the elders of the Hezhe tribe say that once the ancestral graves were moved or arrayed around them, the blessings on his back would be reduced, and bad luck would continue.

Then the whole family will die, and there will be no descendants.

It's a mysterious and unpredictable thing.

"Mr. Gao, no matter what, after you revive Gao Hu, you'd better put your business matters aside and go back and ask a reliable person to take a look at the ancestral graves, so as not to let anyone blame you."

"Teacher Ye is absolutely right. I will rush back as soon as Hu Zi's matter is resolved. Oh...it's also my fault that I have been running around busy with business all these years, but I didn't even visit my ancestors' graves once. I feel guilty.

…”

Shaking his head and sighing, Gao Meng had firmly remembered what Emperor Ye had told him.

The car drove on the road for about thirty minutes and finally stopped in front of the First Hospital. Ye Huang took Gao Meng into the hospital building and came to Gao Hu's ward.

"Sir." Seeing Ye Huang bringing people in, Xing Ganqi stood up and greeted him.

"Is there nothing wrong?"

"It's okay, but the boy's condition has deteriorated a bit just now. The person opposite should have done another spell. According to the current situation, if the caster is not found tomorrow night, it will be difficult to save this boy's life."

"Even if he is revived, I'm afraid he is still suffering from dementia."

Man has three souls and seven souls, one of which is indispensable, and one more than the other is indispensable.

Whether there is a deficiency or excess of these two, people will become dementia.

Normally we see many lunatics and fools shouting and yelling, but it's not that they are stupid.

It's because having one more soul or one less soul allows them to see many things that ordinary people can't see, that's why they yell.

Although Gao Hu is not a fool, if his soul continues to be attracted by the opponent like this, even if he is immortal, he will become an idiot after a long time. This is also the reason why many people still look foolish and foolish even after their souls have been recalled.

Everything has a time limit.

"It's serious again." Upon hearing what Xing Qianqi said, Ye Huang's face immediately turned cold. He took a step forward and walked to the bed to take a look at Gao Hu's face.

When I came here at noon, although my face was pale, there was not so much death energy. Now my face does look filled with evil spirits, and my breathing is getting weaker and weaker. If this continues, whether I can survive tomorrow night is really a question.

"Huzi, daddy is here, can you hear daddy? Huzi... it's daddy..."

Gao Meng's eyes turned red the moment he walked into the ward. He walked to the other side and gently pushed his son to wake him up, but it was all in vain.

"Mr. Gao, it's useless. Gao Hu's soul is not intact now. Even if Da Luo Jinxian comes to call, he won't be able to wake him up."

Although he was unwilling to attack Gao Meng, Ye Huang had to tell the truth.

"Then... what should we do?" Seeing his son's lifeless face, Gao Meng, a ruthless man who had been fighting in the mall for many years, also panicked.

"We have been looking for the caster, but we still can't find it for a while. So Mr. Gao, if you know a master who knows Feng Shui physiognomy, you'd better invite him over and let him first transfer Gao Hu's soul.

Call me back, and let’s make a long-term decision about the performer, what do you think?”

For Ye Huang, this is the best solution that can be thought of at present.

Catching the performer and rescuing people are both important, but both are delayed.

However, Emperor Ye also knew that the Qimen sect and the whole of China from south to north were in a state of decline, and it was really not easy to find these masters.

"Okay, I know an old man from the Hezhe tribe. Their ancestors were once the royal sacrificial shamans of the Qing Dynasty. I immediately rushed back to the Northeast and even tried to sell iron to invite him over."

"That's great. The soul-inducing technique is a shamanistic technique. The Hezhe tribe is the most orthodox existence in inheriting shamanism. It shouldn't be difficult for that old man to take action."

"Emperor, Lao Xing. I'll leave this to you. Mr. Gao and I will go to the Northeast to invite the old man. If Yue'er and the others ask, just tell me that I went to the Northeast and will be back soon."

"Don't worry, sir. You'd better be polite to the old man when you go to the Northeast. The reputation of shamanism has been ruined by some people in recent years. I'm afraid that the old man will have a temper and refuse to take action."

"I know, so you don't have to worry about this. Mr. Gao, I'm really sorry that I have to make you leave again."

"Teacher Ye, don't say that. This is to save my son. I should thank you."

When Gao Meng heard that Emperor Ye was going with him, he felt extremely grateful.~


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