As Mingyue and his party entered the Jiang family's ancestral home again, everyone's expressions were different.
The Jiang brothers and sisters came with shy faces, mainly because Jiang He couldn't let Shen Rou go, so he wanted to follow her to see if she would get what she wanted? Jiang Xi felt that he would feel safer following Sister Xiaoyue.
Shen Rou's face was very nervous, and her hands hanging on her sides were rubbing nervously.
Mingyue thought of those innocent women, thinking that they were like moths to the flame, trapped here at the most beautiful age, trapped here, and felt a pity.
The old man's mood came and went quickly. At this moment, he had long forgotten that he was unwilling to follow to see the human bones just now, and instead started giving advice on the Feng Shui of the house.
"The locust tree is also called the ghost tree and belongs to the yin category. With so many locust trees planted in this courtyard, it must mean that the yin is strong and the yang is declining. But the main house happens to be located in the east, where the yang is the most prosperous. With the help of formations and runes, the woman's luck is absorbed, and the yin is turned into yang. Not only is the yang energy strengthened, but it also becomes stronger. This courtyard is beneficial to the men of the Jiang family. "
As he spoke, the old man smacked his lips, with a hint of appreciation on his face:
"The person who can set up this formation is very thoughtful, but unfortunately his mind is not right. But being able to suppress so many evil ghosts and protect the Jiang family for hundreds of years is considered a capable person!"
"It's not worth mentioning," Feng Mian said with disdain in his voice, as if he looked down on such tactics.
The old man immediately smiled and sincerely complimented: "That's right, when it comes to formations, you, uncle, are naturally more powerful. If you say that you are second in the cultivation world, no one dares to say that you are first."
"Shut up." Feng Mian was offended by what he said and said angrily.
There is no need to brag like this, he has just lived too long, so he knows better!
But if a person lives too long, it may not be a good thing, but he just wants to die, and now is not the time.
Fortunately, he spied on the secret and learned about that opportunity, the opportunity that allowed him to die with peace of mind.
Feng Mian's unfocused eyes fell on Mingyue. It was worth dying for the savior.
Mingyue didn't notice his gaze, but she was somewhat interested in the formation in the old man's mouth. After traveling through so many planes, the thing she insisted on most was learning. Only what she learned would be her own.
The more you learn, the more chips you have in your hands.
And this knowledge is her biggest trump card in each new dimension.
Formation? Maybe she found what she should learn next.
The group of people didn't walk long before they reached their destination.
Because those houses are like this house, they have long been dilapidated, and the beams in the houses have long been rotten, and they look like they are about to fall apart, so the human bones have been moved out and placed together. In the courtyard.
At a glance, the vast expanse of white makes one think it is in some graveyard.
Jiang Xi shivered and held his second brother's arm tightly to hold back the screams that reached his mouth.
In fact, Jiang He was not much better. He once again realized the cold-bloodedness and cruelty of his ancestors very clearly, and he suffered unbearable torture in his heart.
The police officer pointed to a well-preserved skeleton on the ground and said to everyone: "Well, this is the skeleton. After our identification, its bone age is the best preserved in this pile of bones. It should be more than ten years ago." dead."
Shen Rou's fingers were trembling and she bit her lower lip until it bled. Then she squatted down and touched the bones, and tears fell down all of a sudden.
In fact, she didn't know if this was her aunt, but she couldn't help the sadness in her heart.
Mingyue turned to look at the old man and said in a very sincere tone: "Didn't you say that you can tell whether they are related by blood using your little detection technique? Please help her!" The old man scratched his head in embarrassment and looked towards Uncle Master: "Uncle Master, can we intervene in this matter? It won't be contaminated by any cause and effect, right?"
You must know that the world of cultivation does not allow practitioners to interfere in worldly affairs, because everything should develop naturally, and rash intervention will be contaminated by the cause and effect of others.
This is why the old man is a good talker but a dwarf in action.
"Since you are helping people, why are you afraid of karma? How can you improve your cultivation if you are so timid about doing things?" Feng Mian scolded unhappily.
The old man shrank his shoulders. Fortunately, he had been fighting with his senior brothers to come out with his uncle. As a result, he was scolded by his uncle all the time when he came out.
Feng Mian didn't hear him move and snorted coldly: "What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for me to perform the spell?"
"Uncle, don't be angry, I'm going right now, I'm going right now." The old man walked quickly to the bones, saying as he walked.
Feng Mian really had nothing to say to this nephew, he just felt like his head was stuck and he didn't have any ideas.
The old man humbled himself to his uncle, and his voice suddenly became louder to Shen Rou: "Girl, stretch out your index finger, take a drop of blood and drop it on the brow of this corpse."
But Shen Rou wouldn't mind if she needed his help.
She listened to the old man's words, bit her index finger hard, dripped blood on the brow of the corpse, and then looked at the old man helplessly.
The old man closed his eyes and raised his two fingers, making a strange gesture, then took out a rune from his arms and said in his mouth: "The sky is clear and the earth is spiritual, the rune turns with the pulse..."
Following the old man's words, the rune automatically floated in the air without any wind, and then slowly landed on the corpse, then burst into flames with a chirping sound.
But at this moment, the drop of blood on the brow of the corpse had penetrated into the bones and disappeared without a trace.
The old man put down his hand and concluded: "The blood has been absorbed. This corpse is connected by blood to you, so it should be your aunt."
Shen Rou didn't squat properly and sat down on the ground, but she seemed not to feel the pain and stared blankly at the corpse, with large tears falling from her eyes.
Mingyue didn't say anything, just stood aside quietly. Anything she said at this time would be an interruption to her.
The Jiang brothers and sisters were also speechless.
Jiang Xi wanted to say something to comfort Sister Xiaorou, but felt that nothing would help, and she and her second brother were the least qualified to speak here.
Seeing Shen Rou's current appearance, Jiang He was heartbroken and couldn't help but cover his chest, but felt a taste of rust in his throat.
Jiang He gritted his teeth, and even though he felt nauseated, he finally swallowed the blood in his mouth.
Even the old man, who always said unpleasant things, just said "Alas" a few times now, but he didn't say anything to offend the scenery.
After a while, Shen Rou seemed to have calmed down.
Just as she was about to say something, Feng Mian frowned and suddenly said, "It's time for us to return to the cultivation world. Something big has happened."
(End of chapter)