Chapter 69: Sore on the top of the head, dark clouds cover the top
Cao Xiong was shocked when he heard this, frowned and asked:
"Eighteen, how do you plan to destroy it?"
"The bones were crushed and the ashes were burned into ashes in the human oil fire tank, and then scattered into the groundwater, rushing out of this underground cave, and allowing Sima Zhongda to be buried between heaven and earth."
Liu Shiba sneered casually.
After finishing speaking, Liu Shiba stared intently at Cao Xiong, whose expression changed greatly, and Li Ergou and his wife, who were silent.
He had a panoramic view of the expressions of the three of them at this moment. Cao Xiong was a little hesitant and intolerant, while Li Ergou and his wife were indifferent, acting like you have the final say.
"Okay, let's do it! The ancestors of the Sima family did the first grade of junior high school. Don't blame me, the Cao family, for doing the fifteenth grade."
Cao Xiong said with a vicious smile.
Old man Cao Xiong was very good at observing people's emotions. He did not dare to object to any of Liu Shiba's opinions. He knew that Li Ergou and his wife were not here just for show...
After laughing, Liu Shiba stuffed the wooden box into his backpack, pretended not to care, and glanced at Lao Hei, who was still squatting beside the mass grave and spinning around.
Lao Hei is a little weird?
I guess there is something surprising underneath the countless black bones in the mass grave?
But at this moment, there is no time to explore this gloomy and dark underground cave. Things above Liujiatun must be resolved.
If it doesn't work out, Liu Shiba must make a choice...
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The four of them trudged back to the mountain stream along the way they came. Li Ergou took the lead again, carrying Lao Hei on his back. Finally, Cuihua, Liu Shiba and Cao Xiong crawled in the middle, and successfully returned to the original tomb of Cao Cao.
After returning to the tomb, Liu Shiba gestured to Cao Xiong and Li Ergou, and they nodded.
With the help of Li Ergou, Cao Xiong unloaded the suspected Sima Yi skeleton leaning in the corner from the rusty armor.
Then, throw the dead bones directly into the fire tank...
At this time, a gust of wind blew from nowhere in the tomb, causing the green flames to rustle...
Cuihua looked around in fear, pressed close to Li Ergou and asked: "Old man, why do you think you are so perceptive?"
"hehe!"
Li Ergou tilted his head and smiled stupidly, revealing his snow-white teeth under the reflection of the fire. He glanced at Liu Shiba and gritted his teeth and said:
"My dad told me that this is called retribution... maybe this dark wind is the unwilling roar of the ghost."
Liu Shiba glanced at Cao Xiong with a twisted expression, turned his eyes, and asked softly:
"Old Cao, what do you think the seventeen corpses behind here are the same seventeen corpses that form the eighteen-link Yin-Yang Soul Seizing Formation?"
Cao Xiong was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then he reacted and took a step back slightly:
"This is the place guarded by the Liu family. No one would have thought that Liu Yi hid here and left a legacy. You can do whatever you say, and the old man will listen to you."
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At the moment when Sima Yi's body was burned to ashes, Sima Chuiyun, who was standing at the entrance of the mountain pass, staggered back three steps, his face turned pale, as if he had suffered a sudden illness.
It's as if a person's vitality has been suddenly extracted and his vitality has been damaged.
Sima Chuiyun's face was pale, he sat down slowly holding a piece of bluestone tremblingly, and said to himself in surprise:
"What's going on? I feel dizzy all of a sudden. Do I have high blood pressure? I'm only thirty-eight years old..."
Tang Wencan, who had been following Sima Chuiyun silently, asked curiously:
"Director Sima, are you feeling uncomfortable? Why don't you go back first? Leave it to Team Chen here, no problem?"
How can I get back the wealth I got?
Sima Chuiyun took a breath, waved his hands and said:
"I'm fine, I'm just feeling a little tight in my chest and feeling dizzy..."
"Quack quack quack..."
Before Sima Chuiyun finished speaking, several black crows flew over everyone's heads.
"Pa..."
Immediately afterwards, three lumps of white and green crow excrement were pulled directly on Sima Chuiyun's head, face, and shoulders...
Sima Chuiyun howled miserably and almost fainted!
Could it be that the house leaked and it rained all night?
Is it bad luck to have sores on your head?
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At the same time, a Hongqi car was driving on the road from Xuchang to Ziyun Town.
There was a man with a stern face, tightly knitted eyebrows, and a very powerful man. This man's name was Sima Junjie. He was Sima Chuiyun's father and the top leader in the province.
Sima Junjie has a close friend who is a fortune-teller with extraordinary attainments.
Just a few hours ago, this friend used strange means to detect that Sima Junjie would be facing bad luck in the near future. He was so lucky that he was forbidden to go out...
Sima Junjie panicked when he thought that his playboy son had gone to the Shiding Peak of Ziyun Mountain according to his instructions to find something for the Japanese.
Could it be that today's bad luck lies with Ziyunshan's son?
With his thoughts in turmoil, Sima Junjie suddenly felt tightness in his chest and his face turned pale. He quickly rolled down the window and took a deep breath.
Before he could take a breath, a mouthful of blood spurted out...
Sima Junjie was horrified, with deep fear in his eyes, and muttered in a low voice:
"Who is it? Who found the ancestral graves of the Sima family? The bones of the ancestors must have been destroyed, otherwise there would be no chance of such a powerful backlash of luck."
Holding back a breath, Sima Junjie stared deeply at the clearly visible nine mountains and eighteen peaks of Ziyun Mountain, and said:
"Is the legend true? The remains of the Sima family are in Ziyun Mountain? Who is it..."
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In the underground tomb, Liu Shiba looked at Cao Xiong with clear eyes, and then turned to look at Li Ergou and his wife, who were also gray-haired.
"Uncle Ergou, what do you think we should do with those seventeen bones?"
Liu Shiba asked calmly.
Li Ergou was stunned for a moment when he heard this, while Cuihua pinched the soft flesh of his waist hard.
"Ouch! You old bitch? Why are you pinching me?"
Li Ergou rolled his eyes and became angry.
Then Li Ergou turned his head, his eyes flashed, and he smiled and said:
"Eighteen, no! Little Master, your grandfather, my master, must have given instructions? For example, moving the grave or something?"
When Liu Shiba heard this, his eyes froze, he smiled slightly, and then looked at Cao Xiong who was silent.
"Well, the Feng Shui formation here is a bit weird, and I can't see through it.
Those bones are all poor people, and they are also my predecessors who touched gold, so I think I should keep them all."
Liu Shiba explained unhurriedly.
After saying that, he took out a glass bottle from his body and handed it to Cao Xiong calmly, saying with a smile in his eyes:
"Old Cao, I don't know if you have any descendants, but this tomb is indeed an excellent geomantic treasure land among the nine mountains and eighteen peaks of Ziyun Mountain, the five lakes and one river.
The area here is too large, and the specific situation will need to be carefully investigated in the future to determine.
According to my estimation, this may be part of an extremely amazing Feng Shui formation, and I cannot get a full picture of it.
Now I decide, Lao Cao, you leave some blood, cut some hair and nails and put it in a bottle, then squeeze some blood essence and bury it deep under the long case where Sima Zhongda was sitting just now, leaving a good legacy for the descendants of your Cao family.
Let’s think about Yuanhe!”
Cao Xiong held the bottle, with two tears rolling in his eyes. He didn't know what to say.
What did Cao Xiong want to do when he became a disciple of Liu Shiliu? Wasn’t it just for today?
Isn't it just an attempt to recognize one's ancestors and return to their burial ground?
