C215 Chen mos shadow tracing (1/2)

This was an era where burial was not allowed, but for some reason, Chen Mo's grandfather had her own grave right behind this small town.

In other words, there were many tombs here, and most of them were buried in the shantytowns.

Chen Jianbin took many turns to lead the way in this small town, and along the way, they saw the elders sitting outside the broken houses. All of their eyes were cloudy, and when they saw Fang Yang and Fang Miaomiao, they only took a glance, before shifting their gaze.

Fang Yang followed behind Chen Jianbin with a solemn face. This was because Fang Yang had been using Golden Eye to observe his surroundings the entire time. Everyone who entered his line of sight would have a lifeline of less than two to three inches.

Moreover, the shantytowns had no wind or water, which made it a dead end.

It was no wonder that the land used in the city of Eastsea City had already reached its saturation point, and no one had come to develop the shantytowns surrounding Yandong Road.

There were a few natural villages in the shanty district of Yandong Road, and behind them was an open area filled with weeds. It was said that a few years ago, the villagers were able to grow some fruits and vegetables. However, for some unknown reason, they were unable to grow anything.

Chen Jianbin mumbled to himself as he walked, allowing Fang Yang to know the situation here.

”Fang Yang, what's wrong?”

When they arrived at an empty area filled with weeds, Fang Yang suddenly stopped in his tracks, causing Fang Miaomiao who was buried behind him to almost crash into him.

Chen Jianbin who was leading the way also turned around, he looked at Fang Yang who had an abnormal expression and asked: ”What happened? Is there a problem? ”

As Chen Jianbin spoke, the surrounding wind started to blow, the grass that was almost reaching his knees started to rustle, the shaking caused the legs of the three people to feel itchy, especially Fang Miaomiao, the wide nightgown was not able to stop the grass from moving.

Fang Miaomiao frowned her eyebrows as she stood at her original spot waiting. Hearing that, Fang Yang took Fang Miaomiao's hand and walked forward: ”There's something strange here, don't leave my side.”

Hearing that, Chen Jianbin and Fang Miaomiao did not dare to make a sound, they could only stick close to Fang Yang, and observed their surroundings carefully.

At this point, Fang Yang did not need Chen Jianbin to lead the way. Fang Yang had already found the grave that belonged to Grandpa Chen Mo.

It was not because Fang Yang had come here, nor was it because Fang Yang knew what was written on Grandpa Chen Mo's tombstone.

As expected, when Fang Yang stopped at his destination, he said: ”This is the place where the old man will be safe.”

Feng shui …” The selection of the Feng Shui position was extremely well thought out. However, the essence of it was that changing the Feng Shui position was for the benefit of the children of Fuze, so that they could live a peaceful life.

However, the Feng Shui position of this grave in front of them, was actually placed above a baleful aura. This was a truly inconceivable scene.

The position of baleful qi was polar opposites with Feng Shui, Feng Shui was the one to pay for it, and baleful qi was the one to bring disaster. Feng Shui Sheng avoided killing intent, this was a common knowledge that every Master Feng Shui should have. When changing the Feng Shui, the evil aura would be forced back.

A moment ago, Fang Yang still had some doubts towards Chen Jianbin's words, but after seeing such a Feng Shui pattern, Fang Yang was a little confused.

As he thought about it, Fang Yang started to wander around the grave. He first used his eyes to observe the interior of the grave, and the corners that could not be seen by the naked eye.

Carefully, Fang Yang discovered that there were miniature feng shui arrays set up on the six corners of the tomb. Only the ancient branches were considered Array Eye s, so Fang Yang was still not clear about the uses of them. However, one thing he could be sure of was that the ancient trees on these six corners would not last more than three days.

Seeing Fang Yang staring at the ancient tree, Chen Jianbin frowned in doubt, and muttered: ”What is this wood used for? I didn't see it when I came in yesterday. ”

Hearing that, Fang Yang's heart stirred, he squatted down and reached out his hand to touch the ancient tree. Just as they made contact, a cold Qi came from the tip of his fingers, causing Fang Yang to retract his hand.