C38 (2/2)

Who did the adoptive father offend when he was alive? They had such a deep grudge?

If the person who destroyed the corpse and the person who modified Feng Shui were really the same person, then how big of a problem would this be …

The Feng Shui situation had already become like this. Since the situation had already developed, there was no point in using just the surface force to fill in the rocks and ditches.

Actually, the so called feng shui pattern came in second place and was mainly focused on observing the qi flow.

However, at my current level, I am still unable to see the qi images. I can only see the qi images by relying on my structure. The only people who can see the qi images directly are the true Feng Shui Masters.

In other words, some feng shui patterns had been modified to have different forms and auras. However, there were very few places like this. After all, everyone knew what it meant to randomly change the general picture of Feng shui.

Since I can't change it, I can only bring Lingling down the mountain.

There's more taboo to moving a grave from a place of great danger. It's like pulling a nail from the top of a dragon's head.

This isn't a joke. In the worst-case scenario, he might even lose his own life.

Right now, the most important thing for him to do was to find the person who really changed the Feng Shui Bureau, and find out his real purpose.

However, thinking about it, someone who could change the Feng Shui department must be an expert. Even if I could find him, what could I do?

He let out a helpless sigh, feeling a deep sense of helplessness. As a girl, this feeling of helplessness had appeared many times.

Actually, I have already become much stronger by now. At least, I can bury all of these emotions deep inside my heart.

At this moment, the only people in the village with such abilities are Liu Qing and Liu Songxian.

At this time, when I thought of Liu Songxian, a light suddenly flashed through my mind, as if I suddenly thought of something.

”Lingling, do you know the relationship between your uncle Liu and my foster father?”

Hearing my question, Lingling shook her head, indicating that she did not know.

At this point in time, I suddenly remembered that when my foster father was being buried, Liu Songxian came up with a lot of ideas, and he was even more so in front of the many coffin carriers.

Next to the spikes in the waves was a Feng Shui pattern called Yin Yang Thread. This pattern wasn't bad either, but later on, the coffin landed at the exact spot in the waves.

At that time, I felt fortunate that such a coincidence actually happened and the coffin accidentally landed on the ground. It even landed on a pretty good Feng Shui position …

But now that he thought about it, Liu Songxian's persuasion, and how the coffin had fallen to the ground, all of these could have been premeditated. It was all Liu Songxian's doing …

Ever since the time of my adoptive father's death, I had suspected him. Thinking about it now, my suspicion deepened.

If he saw Liu Songxian again, he definitely would not let him leave so easily.

It's already afternoon by the time Lingling and I descended the mountain. Suddenly, we heard bursts of wails coming from one direction.

This is the only way to get to my house from the top of the mountain, and this crying... It came from Dalong's house.

Dalong and his son haven't been buried yet. After all, his family has many relatives and many visitors, so he's not as lonely as we are.

Besides, it hadn't been hot recently, so the coffin stayed in the yard for a few more days, choosing a better day.

Thinking about it, I can never get away from the death of Dalong's mother and son. The dead are the bigger ones, and since I was passing by, I should kowtow before I leave.

After thinking about it, I brought Lingling to the door of Dalong's house, where white silk and flower wreaths were all hung.

Even though Dalong's family has orphans and widows, there are quite a number of relatives. Even if they died, there would still be people helping with the funeral. Thinking about my adoptive father, I couldn't help but feel sorrowful.

Just as I reached the entrance, I was spotted. All of a sudden, even the crying sounds in the courtyard stopped for a moment.

”Bitch, what are you doing here!”

Before I could say anything, a creaking sound came from the two coffins in the mourning hall.

The sound became even louder and louder. The two coffins that were originally placed on wooden shelves seemed to sense something.

”Crack!”

With two crisp sounds, the two coffins fell to the ground at the same time. They landed on the ground at the same time, and pieces of dust flew in the air.

At the same time, it was as if something had been completely drained from my body. I nearly fell to my knees, but my four limbs couldn't help but tremble violently.

A suffocating feeling comes over me and everything in front of me seems to have turned into a dark red color. In front of me are two people who seemed to be sitting on top of two coffins.

My hands trembled violently as I lifted them with much difficulty.

”Yes …” ”Yes...”