"Sister, is this a mass grave? Why are so many weird people dead?"
Xiaoqian stuck out her tongue and asked.
Huo Wenhua shined his flashlight, and his whole body shivered with fright, and his legs trembled.
"Brother, don't be afraid, Master Yang is here."
The bodyless ghost comforted him.
Hearing his brother's comfort, Huo Wenhua calmed down a little and kept holding the mahogany card in his hand.
Yang Zimei looked around carefully and saw a strong resentment forming a barrier in front of him, blocking the way ahead.
If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the Suhun Platform.
The Suhun Platform is not a Feng Shui formation, but something that is formed occasionally.
In ancient times, any emperor built a mausoleum. After the construction was completed, in order to prevent the secrets of the mausoleum from being leaked and robbed, all the craftsmen who participated in the construction of the mausoleum would be executed or buried with them.
These people who were buried with them and died unjustly had strong grievances that lingered in the tombs for thousands of years.
It is precisely because of this cohesion that the mausoleum forms the most powerful natural barrier. Anyone who wants to invade the mausoleum will first be attacked by these resentful spirits.
In the Sui and Tang Dynasties, some unscrupulous masters discovered this powerful barrier principle, so they simply did not repair the traps. They waited until the craftsmen repaired the tomb chamber, which was extremely difficult to build, and then killed them directly.
, or seal it inside, and then set up some formations around it, or build a canal to create a "place of death", or use some other methods to strengthen the resentment of these innocent souls, so as to protect the tomb, which saves money.
Cost and time saving.
Later generations named this immoral method Suhuntai.
Huo Wenhua had also heard about Suhuntai.
He thought that it was just a legend, far away from him.
Unexpectedly, it was right in front of me.
Because he was also surrounded by Yin Qi, he could also see the barrier in front of him with many resentful souls entangled together. The ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, and it was miserable and sad, which made his hair stand on end.
"Master Yang... can we go over? Your iron tower is up there, and it can't be used to drive away these innocent souls!"
Huo Wenhua asked with a trembling voice.
"This is not a problem for me yet."
Yang Zimei replied calmly.
Her level is beyond the reach of ordinary people or ordinary Feng Shui masters. She can still exorcise ghosts and demons.
It's a pity that the soul gathering mirror is left in the ancient tomb in the western suburbs to shock the soul, and the small iron tower is on top. As for the small clock, I don't want to use it yet, lest Huo Wenhua will have any adverse reactions.
You can't rely on these cheats, you can only rely on your own strength to eliminate them!
"Mr. Huo Wendong, do you feel that your body is here?"
Yang Zimei asked about the bodyless ghost.
"I can't feel it, it shouldn't be here."
The bodyless ghost shook his head, "But there is a feeling, maybe it's inside."
"Um."
Yang Zimei nodded and took out a Qiankun bag specially used to hold ghosts.
These ghosts died unjustly, and their grievances could not be eliminated, nor could they be reincarnated. Yang Zimei did not want to directly use magic to beat them to pieces.
She wanted to put them back into the Qiankun Bag, and when she was free, she would slowly do things for them, help them achieve salvation, and allow them to enter reincarnation.
"Sister, let me come!"
Xiao Qian took her Qiankun bag very actively, "I just remembered a magic method to collect ghosts, let's try the effect!"