Chang Xiaoman was angry, pouting and rushing up and pinching him. "≤ San, ≤ Jiang Pavilion, ≤ Xiao", ≤ said, "Go and dream your spring and autumn dreams!" Let's go to sleep, we'll have business in a while. With that, she slammed the door and exited.

After sleeping for about three or four hours, Ma Chengfeng felt that the sun outside the window was shining warmly on his face, the birds outside were chirping non-stop, and the air was filled with a vague fragrance, the body fragrance of the girl at that time.

He rubbed his eyes and yawned and sat up in a daze, as soon as he straightened up, he felt a heavy weight on his waist, and looked down, I leaned on ...... A pair of small white hands are hugging their waists. When she lifted the quilt again, she saw that Hu Xiaoci didn't know when she got into her bed, she shrank her head into Ma Chengfeng's arms, hugged his waist with both hands, and didn't wear a single piece of clothing...... On top of that, there is a big fluffy tail on the back of the butt.

"Your sister!!"

"Oops! Why are you beating people? People are dreaming! ”

"Can I still have some privacy? You say, how did you get in? ”

"I don't know...... All I remember was drinking a lot of wine last night, and then my little bed in the house was occupied, so I found another room that was very warm. Hu Xiaoci said with an ignorant face.

Ma Chengfeng hurriedly threw her a piece of clothing to wrap her body, if she was bumped into by someone, she would not be able to wash it if she jumped into the Yellow River.

Is this too brute? Why is there no sense of security at all now? I always feel that as long as I fall asleep, I may be strengthened by this little vixen at any time!

Cough...... Cough...... At this time, two dry coughs came from upstairs. It was an old blind man, who had smoked all his life and had severe laryngitis, and every morning whenever he woke up, he had to cough up a few mouthfuls of phlegm.

"Your uncle, don't tell others if you heard it, if you let others know that you are drilling into the nest, Lao Tzu will strangle you!" Ma Chengfeng viciously threatened Hu Xiaoci and said, and then quickly escaped.

Hu Xiaoci hadn't woken up yet, yawned, chirped, and said to herself: "Cut, you hypocrite, take advantage of it and sell well, I don't know who it was last night, holding other people's ...... with both hands" She said while lifting the quilt and looking at the two stunners on her chest, there were really two big handprints on them. Then she smiled happily and curled herself up again and fell asleep.

A person like the old blind man, called "old smoke cannon" in the Northeast dialect, has smoked dry tobacco all his life, and he can't smoke other good cigarettes, even if he gives him the best cigars in Brazil, it is useless, people only recognize old man smoke. This kind of smoke is spicy, not to mention ordinary people, even smokers feel spicy.

Before Ma Chengfeng could run up to the third floor, he could already smell the pungent smell of dry smoke oozing from the crack in the door.

"Smoke it, smoke it, sooner or later you will be pumped to death! Are you dying too long? As he spoke, he pushed open the door of the old blind man's room, and the room was covered with mist.

He slapped it twice with his hand, only to see that there were several big roosters on the ground in the house, and he didn't know whether they were dead or alive. The old blind man was standing at the window, with an old dry cigarette in his mouth in the innermost, and he was sipping it.

"Didn't die? I've even bought you a coffin! "Ma Chengfeng has a knife mouth and a tofu heart, in fact, he was worried that the old blind man would not be able to survive last night. But he has never admitted this belated family affection.

"Hmph, you kid is so looking forward to the old man's death? Don't worry, your kid's wings haven't grown hard before the old man can't die. What do you think? I heard you went to Qiao's Mansion last night. Did you find anything? The old blind man stumbled his cigarette gun, poured himself a cup of tea and sat down.

In front of him, several big roosters lost their vitality, fell to the ground with their eyes open and trembled, and I don't know what method he used last night to steal the yang shou of these big roosters to renew his life.

There was an incense burner on the windowsill of the house, and there was an incense stick on the incense burner, and on the floor was a brazier, and the brazier was full of paper ashes. Although the old blind man escaped his fate, looking at it now, his face was much worse than before. It must also have something to do with him asking ghosts.

Ma Chengfeng was choked to death by him, and he couldn't wait to quit smoking in his life, he pushed away the old blind man and quickly took a few breaths of fresh air, and then told what he saw and heard in Qiaojiazhuang last night.

"Blind man, do you think a skeleton with white bones can really be resurrected? What kind of play did Jolo bring him in? ”

The old blind man nodded and took a deep breath: "Hmm...... I can't see it, there are still people in the little Aoki River who can do such evil arts? It's been lost for years, and if you hadn't brought it up, I would have forgotten about it. ”

"Is it a little ghost?"

The old blind man said that this is not a simple little ghost, this belongs to a kind of head lowering technique in Southeast Asia, most of the people who use this craft want to change the feng shui Yili, you can change the feng shui treasure from yang to yin, from yin to yang. The scene that Ma Chengfeng saw last night was the process of Qiao Luo using this old craft to feed the yin corpse, fortunately it was found early, if this corpse really grew a body of flesh, then it would be resurrected, the resurrection of the yin corpse is amazing, no more than those big zongzi in the ancient tombs, the yin corpse has independent thinking, and is only ordered by the corpse feeder.

The yin corpse walks in the world, ordinary people can't see it at all, he has body temperature, but he can't come out to move during the day, and at night he is no different from a living person. Even when you talk to him, he can answer fluently, and his body joints are extremely flexible, and his movements are faster than ordinary people.

"What about the effect?" Ma Chengfeng asked again.

"Changing Feng Shui is just one of them, in addition, most of the yin corpses fed by people who know how to do it are their own close relatives, such as their fathers and mothers, because they are related by blood and are better controlled. After using it, it can step into the land of extreme yin, do your own feng shui treasure, and the good is due to future generations, in short, this thing is harmful and not beneficial, even if it is buried in the land of extreme yin in the end, it is not something that ordinary people can inherit. "The old blind man had only heard of this old craft before, but no one in Mr. Guan Dongfeng Shui knew this craft.

Most of the Feng Shui techniques of the Kanto people come from the old shamanism, which is very taboo and has always been disdainful.

"No, there is such a master in the Aoki River in the northwest? He...... He looks like he's only in his forties? Ma Chengfeng said.

"Hey...... Are you stupid? Qiao Luo categorically won't, but don't forget, as Qiao Xi'er said last night, behind Qiao Luo is Tong Sixi, Tong Sixi is the world's first golden point master, what evil sect can't do it? So, it's not so much that Qiao Luo has a different heart for the housewarming, but rather that Tong Sixi is worried about the business in Sichuan, Shaanxi and Gansu, and wants to replace it after a hundred years of housewarming. ”

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