Chapter 347 If I Were an Evil Person...

Since he wanted to turn the polluted underworld into a treasure cave the next day, he had to stay overnight in Huai Village. Fortunately, Song Ye also built an ancestral house in this small village, and the village chief took care of it on weekdays, including the ancestral graves.

But now that the ancestral grave was being disturbed, Song Ye couldn't hold back his bad temper when faced with the village chief who was flattering him.

He became a fourth-rank official and moved his ancestral land to Huai Village. The fields in this village were basically under his name, saving a lot of land tax. Even the interest collected from the Song family's sacrificial fields was given to the village government. He requested It's nothing, just take care of the ancestral home and ancestral graves, but just like that, it was also harmed by others.

If Chang'er's tomb hadn't collapsed and he suddenly found Old Man Guan's shop, wouldn't he have been kept in the dark and looked like a fool until his death?

"Let me ask you, has anyone come to my ancestral grave?" Song Ye glared at the village chief.

The village chief shook his head: "No, we actually pay close attention to it and go out on patrol every three days."

He paused and said, "But more than ten years ago, Mr. Wei came here and said he wanted to pay his respects when passing by."

Song Ye froze: "How many people came?"

"Two, and an old man."

Song Ye was so angry that he almost exploded, but Qin Liuxi persuaded him to stop him.

"The evil magician wants to cast a spell. How can ordinary people break it? Just be more careful in the future." Qin Liuxi said.

Song Ye then gave up and asked the village chief and his wife to clean the two shops, bring in bedding, cook food and boil hot water, and then he was blasted away.

"Master, after a long day of running around and your body is dirty, why not take a bath first?" Song Ye now wished he could worship Qin Liuxi as his ancestor.

Qin Liuxi shook his head: "No need."

She used a talisman to clean herself up.

Song Ye and his soldiers were greedy, but they didn't dare to ask for it.

Song Ye thought of the things he had brought back, including the infant corpse, with a stern look on his face and said, "Master, what is this infant corpse used for?"

"The baby's corpse is extremely yin. If it has been formed in the womb but failed to be delivered, it is even more yin evil. This evil way uses this infant corpse and these extremely evil and yin items to change the feng shui of your ancestral tomb. And it forms a place of evil spirits. If the ancestors are polluted and their luck is blocked, they will naturally not be able to protect their descendants. If the evil places become evil, it will directly correspond to the descendants having bad luck or getting sick first and then dying. You should be able to understand this. Feelings.”

Song Ye nodded, it was so touching.

He has lost two sons, one legitimate wife, and is now childless. In addition, he was recruited to the fourth rank of Anguan. He has not been promoted to the fourth rank in so many years. Either he did nothing or when it was his turn, he was dismissed with various rankings. Got stuck for a reason.

"So feng shui of ancestral graves is very important. If it is not done well, the family will be ruined."

When Song Ye heard this, his eyes were a little violent.

He caught a glimpse of the infant corpse and his throat tightened: "Master, could this infant corpse be my eldest nephew?"

"Want to know?" Qin Liuxi thought for a moment, drew a talisman on cinnabar yellow paper, put it in a bowl, let him drop a drop of blood into it, scraped a fingernail-sized amount of ash on the white bones, and burned the talisman.

Song Ye didn't know why and just stared at the bowl. What opened his eyes was that after the talisman burned, two invisible blood energy rose into the air, slowly entangled with each other, and dispersed after a while.

"It's him." Qin Liuxi looked away: "Only when there is a blood bond, blood will be entangled with each other."

Song Ye fell to the ground, his eyes were hot, tears fell again, and he clenched his fists and beat the ground hard.

Wei Caizhou, he is so cruel!

"This is also his biological son. How can, how can you do this?" Wrap the child's bones randomly, make a ghost and hide it under the tombstone. Is this fucking human?

Qin Liuxi: "Although it's tragic, you should be glad that the person he found was not academically proficient at the time. Although the infant corpses bound by blood are suppressed and raised under the tombstone, they are bound to each other, and the process of becoming evil is very long. Slow down. And your ancestors, by the way, what do your ancestors do? "

Song Ye wiped his tears and said, "Pig-killer."

Qin Liuxi raised his eyebrows: "No wonder, the pig butcher has his own evil aura. Evil will fight against evil. Who is stronger and weaker? There are blood connections. Although your ancestral grave has become a place where yin gathers, it has not yet reached the state of great evil."

"We were all almost dead. Isn't this serious enough?" Song Ye glared.

Qin Liuxi sneered: "No one who is truly proficient in this art would be foolish enough to use a blood-related infant corpse. How different is it from being buried in an ancestral grave? If I were to find a person who was born in a yin year, a yin month, a yin day, and a yin hour. If the evil thing is found to be evil, find the right place and bury it, then nail seven coffins into the heart of the grave, and add a few talismans to attract evil spirits and evil spirits. Within three months, the descendants of that family will be extinct. ”

Boom, boom.

Thunder exploded.

Qin Liuxi: "..."

She was just talking.

But all she said was that Song Ye and his soldiers were stunned and looked at her in horror.

You, are you the ferocious beast under the Bodhisattva?

Qin Liuxi coughed and said, "Anyway, you can be thankful that things have come to this. At least you brothers and sisters are still alive. When your kidney deficiency is cured, you will be able to have a few more babies in the future."

Kidney, kidney deficiency?

The soldier looked at his general and subconsciously looked at his waist. He was only in his prime!

Song Ye growled: "I am not in good health because of the disaster on my ancestral grave!"

The soldier laughed and said yes, and helped scold the old Taoist and Wei Caizhou for being too vicious.

Song Ye regained his composure and wiped tears again while looking at the small bones.

"Then what should he do?"

Qin Liuxi said: "I will cast the spell of exorcism and rebirth for him later, you can find an urn to bury the ashes."

Song Ye thanked him repeatedly.

Qin Liuxi was a man of his word. After dinner, she recited the spell of exorcism and rebirth for the infant corpse, and then went to bed.

In the middle of the night, she heard the sound of horse hooves, and heard Song Ye's cold and fierce words next door: "Watch it, don't let it escape."

Qin Liuxi didn't get up. Before dawn the next day, she followed her usual habit, sitting cross-legged in the house, meditating, and doing a small Zhoutian. The sky was bright.

Back to the Song family's ancestral tomb, Qin Liuxi didn't hesitate. She placed the prepared auspicious objects one by one according to the directions shown by the compass, and set up an array to exorcise evil.

"It must be kept for at least three months, and the evil spirit will be eliminated. They are all auspicious objects, which can nourish qi. You don't have to take them off after three months." Qin Liuxi said to Song Ye.

Song Ye quickly agreed.

Qin Liuxi took the compass and walked east and west. He was only twenty feet away from the ancestral tomb. He stopped and called Song Ye over.

"I heard that children who died in infancy should not be buried in the ancestral tomb. This acupuncture point is also good. It is not your ancestral tomb, but it can also be blessed. Your two nephews can be buried here."

Song Ye thought she had some instructions, but he didn't expect that she was pointing another acupuncture point for the two poor children. His nose was sour and he bowed to her to thank her.