"Wu Zhao, what do you want to do?"
The moment I raised Rakshasa, Guan Qingyan rushed over to me desperately. She didn't know any martial arts, but she stretched out a hand to snatch the long sword from my hand.
I suddenly held the knife horizontally, and pushed the blade outward toward Guan Qingyan's neck. The dazzling and icy blade instantly reflected Guan Qingyan's pale face, but she closed her eyes after just a moment of stunned silence, as if waiting for my fatal blow to cut her throat.
However, when the blade was close to the opponent, I suddenly swung my palm outward, and the Rakshasa in the air immediately flew out of my hand, turned into a stream of light that penetrated the screen on the right side of the living room, and nailed the warrior hiding behind the screen to the wall alive.
Although my sword only pierced the opponent's shoulder blade, the Xuanming true energy that permeated the blade instantly froze the opponent's meridians. The man wanted to raise his hand to draw the sword but he couldn't lift his hand. He could only stick to the wall and scream loudly.
It was not until the man screamed that Guan Qingyan opened her eyes shivering and looked at me with horror.
I reached out and pushed him away: "You have nothing to do here, get out of my way."
Guan Qingyan staggered two steps before shouting, "Hurry up and save him!"
"Whoever saves him will die!" After raising the iron rod, Monk Shi turned around abruptly and looked at Nangong Ling who was rushing over with murderous eyes, "Including you."
After hesitating for a while, Nangong Ling finally stopped.
I put my hands behind my back and walked towards Old Man Guan: "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"
Old Man Guan sneered, "Dare! Of course you dare! Is there anything that your Wu family can't do?"
"Back then, after your grandfather helped me to become rich, I have always been grateful to him, hoping that one day I could repay his kindness or compensate his descendants. But now I know that your grandfather is plotting against our Guan family!"
Old Man Guan roared, "I asked a master of metaphysics to calculate that even without the protection of Feng Shui, I, Guan Chengluo, would be rich and powerful. The Feng Shui bureau your grandfather left behind is not helping me, but putting a shackle on my neck."
"If the descendants of your Wu family hadn't stepped in to solve the Feng Shui situation, twenty years later, the Feng Shui situation would have backfired on the Guan family and bankrupted us! Your grandfather is such a calculating person!"
Old Man Guan gnashed his teeth and said, "You did us a favor for nothing, and I have to repay you with my granddaughter. You sorcerers have five disadvantages and three shortcomings, but my granddaughter can bring you a fortune. Your calculations are not bad!"
Old Man Guan slapped the sofa and stood up: "Since you have already planned it, why do you have to pretend in Guan's house? Are you waiting for me to beg you? You want more benefits, right? Let me tell you, I won't give you a dime!"
"Your grandfather is an old poisonous snake, and you are a young poisonous snake..."
"Shut up!" I roared, slid in front of old man Guan, and grabbed his neck with my hand, "If you dare to say a bad word about my grandfather again, you don't have to speak anymore in the future?"
“Wu Zhao, stop it!” Guan Qingyan rushed to my side, “My grandfather didn’t mean that… He just… He just…”
Old Man Guan looked at me coldly and said, "What? Are you angry because of shame? You dare to do it, why shouldn't I dare to say it? If you have the guts, kill me..."
I tightened my wrists, grabbed Guan Lao's neck and lifted him up. Guan Lao grabbed my arms with both hands, kicked his feet in the air, and finally showed a look of fear on his face.
Guan Qingyan knelt on the ground crying: "Wu Zhao, let go! Let go... I beg you!"
Not only did I not let go of the other person, but I forced the Xuanming Qi into my empty left hand.
Nangong Ling in the distance finally couldn't hold back and rushed towards me. Shi Heshang suddenly turned around and hit Nangong Ling with a stick. The latter knew that Shi Heshang's powerful iron stick was enough to break her bones, but she had no intention of stopping. She was betting that Shi Heshang would stop at the last moment like before.
However, Shi Heshang mercilessly struck out with his stick, knocking Nangong Ling out. Nangong Ling rolled on the ground twice before stopping. When she raised her head to look at Shi Heshang, the latter also spit out a mouthful of blood.
Monk Shi's * broke out!
*belongs to two people, and they should have a sense of each other. Monk Shi hurt Nangong Ling, and he will also be attacked by *.
Nangong Ling, who had fallen to the ground, quickly stood up: "Don't move, I'll give you..."
Monk Shi raised his stick and pointed it at the other person: "If you move, you will die!"
Nangong Ling was really stunned at this moment, tears and blood from the fall rolled down her face: "Brother Shi!"
"Shut up!" Monk Shi didn't even look at the other person.
In this short moment, Old Man Guan also rolled his eyes in my palm. I suddenly loosened my grip and he immediately fell onto the sofa, tears and snot streaming down his face.
I said in a deep voice: "You can try to say a few more words."
Guan Qingyan said sternly: "Wu Zhao, how can you treat an old man like this?"
I replied coldly: "I never ask the age of my enemies, and you'd better not talk nonsense!"
After I said this, I looked at Old Man Guan and said, "Old Man Guan, if you can speak now, please speak quickly. My patience is always limited."
Old Man Guan coughed violently and said, "What do you want to ask?"
I looked him straight in the eye and asked, "I want to know why you want to build such a temple in the mountains?"
Old Man Guan said intermittently: "Not long after you left the Guan family, my family's business plummeted. I thought at the time that there was a problem with Feng Shui. I consulted several masters, and they all said that when your grandfather was repairing the tomb for the Guan family's ancestors, he mixed the remains of the Guan family's ancestors with the tomb, and they couldn't be removed. Unless the person who repaired the tomb back then is found, no one can explain that special method."
Old Man Guan looked at my face and said, "I don't want Qingyan to marry you, and I certainly don't want Qingyan to beg you. So, I'm looking for Feng Shui masters everywhere, hoping that they can crack the Feng Shui secrets of your family."
"It wasn't until a few months ago that a true master showed up. He gave me a suggestion. He told me to build a circular building on this mountain without any roof beams or nails. After that building is completed, we can move the Guan family's ancestral tomb there, and the feng shui situation will be broken."
I said in a deep voice: "It's just a circular building, why do you insist on turning it into a temple?"
Old Man Guan said, "He said at the time that your grandfather used a very difficult to break evil magic. Once the corpse in the tomb leaves its original place, it will soon turn into a wronged spirit and return home to kill people. It is necessary to use Buddhism to suppress the wronged spirit and slowly dissipate the evil spirit of the ghost. Therefore, it is best to build a temple above the tomb, and it would be best if there is some incense. I agreed."
Old Man Guan said, “I specifically applied for religious tourism development because of this.”
"Yes!" I nodded and said, "Where is the person who taught you how to build the temple now?"
Old Man Guan shook his head and said, "I don't know. He gave me some pointers and then left, saying that he would come back when the temple is completed."
I said in a deep voice: "How many times have you come into contact with that person? Does he have any characteristics?"
"I didn't pay attention. I can't even remember what he looks like." Old Man Guan whispered, "The only thing I can remember is that he smelled like wood, a bit like... a bit like the smell of fresh wood being broken."
I nodded and said, "Please prepare some things and I'll give you the list. I'll leave right after I get the list."
I grabbed a note from the table, wrote a few words on it and threw it to Old Man Guan: "Just do as I say, and don't make any mistakes. You must prepare it for me before dark. I don't care what it costs you, you must get it."
Old Man Guan took the note helplessly and said, "I understand. I'll prepare it right away."
After Old Man Guan and his bodyguards left, we were the only ones left in the living room. Guan Qingyan helped Nangong Ling, who was in tears, sit down and wanted to apply medicine to her, but she refused.
Nangong Ling just stared at Shi Heshang with blood on his forehead, as if to see when Shi Heshang would soften his heart. However, Shi Heshang just sat on the sofa playing with his phone and didn't even look at Nangong Ling.
They didn't say anything and I was lost in my thoughts.
I believe what they say my grandfather has a backup plan.
I don't believe a word of what they say about my grandfather deliberately trying to harm the Guan family.
Putting aside whether my grandfather is that kind of person, the words of the Feng Shui master are not very reliable.
Anyone who has consulted more than two Feng Shui masters knows that one of them will certainly belittle the other one to some extent. In fact, the things they say should be 80% similar and only 20% different, but if you don't belittle the other person, you can't raise your own value.
Similarly, when they encounter a situation that they cannot break, they may infinitely praise the other party, using the excuse that the other party is a Feng Shui master to maintain their own status.
Old man Guan had long felt that my grandfather had tampered with his family's ancestral grave, so the more he thought about it, the more he felt that what those gentlemen said was right. He hated my grandfather and me to the core, and at this time, he was more easily deceived.
The difference lies in whether the one who deceived him is a human or a ghost.
Chen Hanxing said that a few months ago, he released a demonic aura and never found it again. If we calculate by time, wouldn't it be the time when Guan's family broke ground to build a temple on the mountain
In addition, Old Man Guan also said that he smelled the scent of wood on that person, which means that the one who came to Old Man Guan at the beginning was also a puppet with a human head and a wooden body. He wanted to use Guan's hands to rebuild the Shenmu Temple.
But if they wanted to build a temple, why did they kill people
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Thank you Doudou for the reward! (To be continued)