The cousin's sister stared at Li Mubai with some confusion. When she saw Li Mubai walking forward, she was about to take out the two yellow talismans and throw them away. At this time, a big red envelope was handed over.

"This is also Mu Bai's intention, please accept it."

Li Jianguo handed her cousin a red envelope. After receiving the red envelope, her cousin did not take away the yellow talisman from the child's pocket.

After going up the mountain, there was a strong smell emitted by firecrackers after the explosion. There was even a faint white mist floating in the mountains. People walked in it and faintly appeared.

I didn't feel too strong at the foot of the mountain, but after I got to the top of the mountain, this feeling became much stronger.

Evil, resentment!

What exactly has been suppressed on this Xiangshan Mountain? How could it be so terrifying!

Li Mubai began to look around and then found that the trees around him were all bare and had no trace of greenness. Although it was winter, some trees still had green leaves in winter. Although the color was not as green as summer, there were no such thing as on Xiangshan Mountain. There were withered yellow trees everywhere, with gusts of wind on it and deserted tombs everywhere.

Some of these tombs do not even have tombstones, but are just a simple earth bundle, covered with weeds, which is very desolate.

There are also many tombs with main tombs with burned money paper, unburned incense candles, and even some simple fruits and vegetables.

The temperature in winter is very dry, and the villagers who worshipped went down the mountain without waiting for the fire to be completely extinguished. This is very dangerous, but there is a very strange phenomenon. At least since Li Mubai was sensible, the mountain has never caught fire.

The graves of my grandparents are quite generous on the mountain. They have been completely watered with cement, and a semicircular cement wall is piled up around them. Although they are not tall, the carvings of dragons and phoenixes on them, especially the two pillars in front of the grave, were obviously carefully crafted.

The uncle and the others began to get busy, burning incense and candles, and setting off firecrackers. The harsh sound of firecrackers sounded, and thick white smoke came out, which was a bit choking.

Li Mubai worshiped sincerely, although he knew that it was impossible for his grandfather and grandmother to hear or see. This was just a way of remembrance. Now that he thought of his grandparents, they might have been reincarnated long ago.

Just as Li Mubai was burning money, a harsh scream came from afar, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

"It's the Zhang family's widow!"

When the second uncle heard this, his face changed, but when he saw the two brothers around him looking at him strangely, he stopped speaking, but the anxious look on his face could not be covered.

Just when the few people were still stunned, Li Mubai ran over in the voice, turned his head and said loudly:

"You guys go down the mountain quickly and don't follow you."

The tone was extremely deep, and there seemed to be a hint of trembling.

After walking for a while, he saw a woman in a red coat sitting in front of a grave. The grave had just cracked from the middle, as if a man with infinite strength had sliced ​​it with an axe. What was a bit outrageous was that the crack in the middle of the grave was very flat, and a grayish-white breath drifted out from it, emitting a rotting smell.

This white air slowly drifted away. If you didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to see it. You might think it was the smoke after the firecrackers around you.

In this deserted forest, the woman's red coat is particularly conspicuous.

"Aunt Zhang!"

Li Mubai spoke loudly, and the woman sitting in front of the grave shook slightly, turned her head, her pale face and slightly lost eyes slowly recovered a little warmth.

Widow Zhang got up, and didn't bother to pat the mud on her body, and ran towards Li Mubai.

"It turned out to be the Li family's kid. Fortunately, there are some, and fortunately, I was scared to death just now."

Widow Zhang's hair was a little messy. Although she was wearing a red cotton-padded jacket and nylon pants, she could not hide her graceful figure. In addition, her facial features were fair, so it was no wonder that the second uncle had always had an ambiguous relationship with her.

Li Mubai nodded and walked to the grave.

Widow Zhang's husband has been dead for some years. Widow Zhang has not changed her price over the years and has brought in a girl about the same age as Li Mubai. Now her girl is also in college.

"Aunt Zhang, when did you water your grave with cement?"

Li Mubai asked.

"Last year, I spent a lot of money. I thought it would be very strong, but I didn't expect that when I came to burn incense today, it cracked and scared me to death."

Widow Zhang patted her high chest and spoke with lingering fear.

Li Mubai walked over and reached out to grab the crack in the grave. He saw that the soil caught in his hand was actually dark brown. In the stunned widow Zhang, Li Mubai put the soil on the tip of his nose again, sniffed it, and his face showed a solemn look.

"Xiaohua, are you okay? Why are you calling so loud?"

The voice of the second uncle Li Jianwei came over.

"Viagra, you're here!"

Widow Zhang was slightly shocked when she heard this and ran over. However, seeing that Li Jianguo and uncle Li Jiangong were also present, she just ran to Li Jianwei and stopped. However, looking at her trend, she wanted to run into his arms.

"What happened? I was so panicked when I heard your voice just now."

Li Jianwei asked with concern.

"The grave...the grave is cracking! It's not that guy who knows us, he's so angry..."

Widow Zhang's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally became indifferent.

"What nonsense, nonsense."

The second uncle Li Jianwei walked over and saw Li Mubai squatting in front of the grave, holding a smear of dark soil in his hand, and immediately spoke:

"Mu Bai, I'm about to throw it away. You dare to grab such an evil thing in your hand, it's bad luck!"

Li Mubai heard his second uncle beside him, threw away the soil in his hand, clapped his palm and stood up, turned his head and asked:

“Who chose this place?”

"This is the position Mr. Yun chose."

Widow Zhang honestly answered that after all, it is not a good thing for her husband’s grave torn apart.

"Mr. Yun? There is such a person in the village? Why have I never heard of it?"

Li Mubai frowned slightly and fell into thinking again.

"What are you asking so much about? Mr. Yun is the Feng Shui master in the village. I will ask him about it another day. After dinner, fill in the grave quickly. It's no big deal."

Uncle Li Jiangong glanced at the cracked tomb and said lightly.

"You guys go first, I have to deal with it here."

Li Mubai didn't want to say anything more, so he then drove away a long sandalwood box from his bag. The box was one and a half feet tall, about the same height as a backpack. Then he opened the sandalwood box, took out a clear heart incense and inserted it in front of the grave.

Under the surprised gaze of several people, Li Mubai lit the fragrance of Qingxin, and there was a faint cold wind hanging around him. Widow Zhang stroked her hair that was blown by the wind and looked at the strange sandalwood with some nervousness.

They had never seen this kind of sandalwood before, and it was very different from ordinary sandalwood. The white smoke burning in sandalwood was not blown away directly by the wind, but rose straight up.

In addition to being able to calm the mind, this Qingxinxiang can also eliminate grievances. If the white smoke rises straight, there will be no grievances. If it disperse, then the grievances will be heavy.

Seeing the rising white smoke, Li Mubai showed a little puzzled look, but just after floating several feet high, the white smoke suddenly bent over and began to rotate along the cracked grave, and finally sank into the grave.

"Didn't Uncle Zhang die from illness? How could he have such a great injustice? What happened!"

In Li Mubai's impression, Zhang Tie, the husband of Widow Zhang, is a weak and sickly person since childhood and pale. He looks very handsome, but he is very gloomy and has a gloomy face all day long, and he is very unhappy.

"He died of illness and asked the doctor to see this. Mr. Yun and the entire village know about this. Mr. Yun said that the reason for his body is that his body's yin energy is heavy, which leads to premature death."

Widow Zhang suddenly became anxious. Li Mubai said this as if he had killed Zhang Tie.

"Mu Bai, how did you speak? Although I don't know where you learned this kind of magic, don't do it here. Go home. The elders will deal with the matter here."

Second uncle Li Jianwei was obviously unhappy.

"Yes, young man, let's listen to your uncles."

A hearty laughter came from afar.

"Mr. Yun, you are here, just come and see what's going on here."

Uncle Li Jiangong immediately greeted him.

Li Mubai looked at a tall middle-aged man walking across from him. The man was dressed simply, but his whole body exuded an unconcealable charm. He was a charming person. The clothes on his body could no longer decorate him, while the other person in a denim costume was Heizi. Seeing Heizi stayed honestly behind this so-called Mr. Yun, Li Mubai was shocked.

He is not the kind of stupid person. He had noticed that Heizi was definitely not an ordinary person. Now he is following Mr. Yun honestly. This Mr. Yun must be his elder, and his strength is much stronger than Heizi.

Although Mr. Yun was talking to his uncle Li Jiangong, his eyes were that, but he had never left Li Mubai's body and looked up and down.

"Oh, nothing, maybe it's the recent weather."

Mr. Yun's voice is very magnetic and full of charm.

"You chose the location of this tomb?"

Li Mubai put away the sandalwood box and stared at Mr. Yun coldly and spoke. Mr. Yun was naturally Heizi's master, the old demon Yunlu.

“Are there any problems?”

The old demon Yunlu stared at Li Mubai with a smile.

"What intention do you have? How can you bury a person in the corpse-raising place?"

Li Mubai ignored the surprised gazes around him and said coldly.

"Boy, don't talk nonsense."

Kuroko stood up and gave a warning wink.

"The corpse-raising ground?"

Li Jiangong showed some doubts and found that the people around him were also confused, but the name was obviously not very good.

"Yes, it's a corpse-raising site. Uncle Zhang Tie is buried here. I just confirmed it with incense. The resentment inside is trapped in ten minutes. You don't believe it. Yes, if everyone doesn't mind, let's come over at midnight and I'll summon the soul to see how he died."

Li Mubai stared at the old demon Yunlu without fear.

The black man next to him looked not very good-looking, and Li Mubai actually exposed his master directly. In fact, Zhang Tie's death has a great relationship with his master.

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