Seeing Zhuge Kongping fainting for no reason, the matchmaker was also frightened, thinking that the other party was fainted by her.
Since she couldn't do anything good, she was ready to run away.
Unexpectedly, before I walked out, I met Wang Hui who was returning home.
"Matchmaker, what's wrong with you, are you leaving so soon?"
Wang Hui didn't know what happened yet, so she asked with a smile.
The matchmaker felt a little guilty and decided to take a preemptive strike, so she pointed at Wang Hui with an exaggerated expression and said: "Oh, your husband has a weird quirk, I don't know how you can survive the night."
Wang Hui heard this inexplicably, ignored the other party, and walked into the room.
She did not doubt that Zhuge Kongping had any shady dealings with the matchmaker. Although her husband was not handsome, he was not selective about food.
After meeting the ghost servant who was looking after Zhuge Kongping, the ghost servant sighed. Wang Hui looked at Zhuge Kongping who fell to the ground with bright eyes, and she roughly guessed the reason.
At night, Zhuge Kongping sat in the yard and looked at Wang Hui and said: "Did I really hit the evil spirit? Otherwise, how could I be controlled by the zombies?"
"Hmph, you must have had your own whims and the zombies took advantage of you. Are you missing your junior sister again?"
The Zhuge family is a large family with many descendants. In addition to direct descendants, there are also many other disciples and disciples.
Wang Hui is Zhuge Kongping's junior sister, but she also has a love rival who is also their fellow junior sister.
If she hadn't taken the initiative and captured Zhuge Kongping in advance, the two of them would have become husband and wife.
However, this junior sister had not married for so many years, and Wang Hui always suspected that Zhuge Kongping and the other party were not connected.
Zhuge Kongping shook his head like a rattle: "Where did you go? Who cares about her?"
“I didn’t think for the best!”
Wang Hui glared at him, and then said: "Follow me."
Seeing that their mother was about to use her hexagram technique, Zhuge Xiaoming and Zhuge Xiaohua followed her. Unexpectedly, Wang Hui brought Zhuge Kongping to the Ghost Sealing Cave.
Wang Hui held a hexagram ruler, compared Zhuge Kongping's figure and said: "People are divided into three courts: the upper, middle and lower courts, and the upper court is from the neck to the navel..."
As she spoke, she walked over to the tightly tied bronze-armored corpse, made gestures, turned around and said, "You are in court and belong to metal, and he is in court and belong to fire!"
"Real gold is afraid of fire when practicing it. Fire defeats gold, dad."
Zhuge Xiaohua, who was worried about his father's condition, came over and said.
"The middle part from your navel to your knees is the middle part. Its middle part belongs to wood, and your middle part belongs to earth."
"Dad, Muketu."
Zhuge Xiaoming also came over.
"The knee to the foot is the lower court. Its lower court belongs to earth, and your lower court belongs to water."
"When water comes, soil will cover it, and soil will overcome the water, dad."
Zhuge Xiaohua and Zhuge Xiaoming said at the same time.
"good."
Wang Hui stood up and looked at Zhuge Kongping and said: "It has all five elements to defeat you. You are a yang person, and it is a yin person. The year, month, day and hour of the night you caught the corpse are exactly the opposite of your birth date.
It is the reverse trend of yin and yang in the great destiny, which is extremely bad luck. This luck is caused by the bronze-armored corpse."
Zhuge Kongping's face looked a little ugly, and he murmured for a while: "It turns out that what Fellow Daoist Feng said is true."
"Yes, Dad, Taoist Master Feng said that Taoist Wang is not a good person. It seems that he calculated your birth date accurately and deliberately framed you."
Zhuge Xiaoming already regarded Feng Yi as his idol, so he naturally helped him speak up.
"Mom, dad is so evil that he has bad luck whatever he does. Is there anything I can do?"
Zhuge Xiaohua asked worried about her father's safety.
"Yes, this bronze-armored corpse has been eliminated by fellow Daoist Feng, is it still so powerful?"
Zhuge Kongping also felt a headache.
"There is already something wrong with your luck. It is difficult to change it. Even if you burn it, it will be useless."
Wang Hui looked at the bronze-armored corpse and said, "But after burning it, your situation will be slightly relieved."
Zhuge Kongping shook his head and refused with some distress: "It was so hard to catch, how could it be burned so easily..."
"Dad, do you want to ask Daozhang Feng to see if he can do anything?"
Zhuge Xiaoming suggested.
"Hey, that's true."
Zhuge Kongping nodded: "Although Feng Daoyou is young, he is very powerful. Maybe he can help me."
"Come back!"
Wang Hui looked at the father and son who were about to leave and roared: "Not to mention what time it is, everyone may have fallen asleep.
Besides, if you ask others for help in front of me, the number one hexagram master in Dragon City, where will I put my face?"
"Is there anything you can do?"
Zhuge Kongping asked rhetorically.
"Well... although I can't change your luck for the time being, I can tell you what you should avoid."
Wang Hui coughed lightly and said, "Let's go back to the house first."
The group returned to the living room, and Wang Hui warned: "You can't bask in the sun during the day, and you can't bask in the moonlight at night, otherwise your breath will be reversed and you will be top-heavy. This is why you were channeled by the zombie."
"oh."
"Also, eat soft rice, otherwise you will easily choke to death.
These are all trivial matters, and there are three major taboos. First, avoid talking, don’t quarrel with others when talking, let alone talk back to your wife or me; second, avoid female sex..."
"Hey, honey, you don't know that my junior sister is very good at drawing talismans to ward off evil spirits. I still want to ask her to help me."
Zhuge Kongping couldn't help but said.
"I said avoid her!"
Wang Hui patted the table.
Zhuge Kongping is a little doubtful now. The little Ji in the front said that he has a nose and eyes, but how come the big Ji in the back restricts himself to benefit her?
Is it possible that my wife is tricking me?
Wang Hui didn't pay attention and continued: "The last taboo is to taboo against villains."
"As for the villains, Taoist Wang is dead, and the only one left is the best in the world who always likes to cheat in competitions."
Zhuge Kongping thought for a while and said.
"So if he challenges you this time, don't fight him."
Wang Hui warned.
"How is this possible? If you ask me to admit defeat, I'm afraid I will be laughed at by him every day. How can I lose face?"
Zhuge Kongping refused directly.
"Anyway, I've told you these three taboos. If you don't believe in evil, just try it. If you are in trouble, don't blame your wife. I didn't remind you."
Wang Hui scolded him and then stretched out and said: "It's getting late, you all should go to rest."
"yes."
For several days, Zhuge Kongping kept a low profile and was careful. His wife reminded him that he would rather believe what he said than what he didn't.
Everything else was fine. What he was most worried about was being the best in the world.
That kid is elusive and likes to make sneak attacks in secret. If he knew that he was having bad luck, he would definitely come to trouble him impatiently.
What's more serious is that due to the bad luck, his skills have declined a lot, and it will be difficult for him to fight against the best in the world.
But things are so weird, and often whatever you fear will come to you.
As night fell, Zhuge Kongping's right eyelid jumped unconsciously...
