Each corner of this compass is written with different ancient texts, and his compass is different from that of ordinary feng shui magicians, with two hands, which at first glance I thought was the dial of a clock. Because it hasn't been used for a long time, the surface of the bronze compass has grown a lot of patina.

Ma Chengfeng didn't know what he wanted to do, but listening to what he said, it seemed that he had promised himself. Quickly stretched out his hand, unexpectedly, as soon as he stretched it out, he felt that the tip of his index finger seemed to be pierced by some sharp object, and a drop of blood suddenly flowed down his fingertip into the compass.

The compass was covered with patina, but when his blood dripped into the compass, the compass seemed to come back to life, and the two hands, one long and one short, spun rapidly in the compass. Ma Chengfeng didn't care about the pain on his fingertips, he just looked at the compass pointer in a daze, he knew that this should be Huang Zha paper divining himself.

The pointer is like a wild horse that has escaped, and when it spins, it is endless, and in this process, Huang Zhazhi did not say a word, just stared at the compass solemnly. After about ten minutes, the two hands finally slowed down and stopped.

Ma Chengfeng has no research on hexagrams, not to mention that the compass of Huangzha paper is very different from the compass of ordinary feng shui masters, and he doesn't even know the ancient words on it, so he is also in the clouds, just waiting for Huangzha paper to explain the hexagram to him.

"Shhh...... Strange, strange!! How is this possible...... Who could it be? What is he for? It's impossible to make a bond with such an enemy for no reason, right? He muttered to himself.

"Master Huang, what's going on? Can't you just say it directly? Ma Chengfeng urged him.

Huang Zhazhi told him that your hexagram is unlucky, but it is not a murderous hexagram. Hexagram is realistic, although you can survive this calamity, you will not get anything. Within a radius of 100 miles, in addition to your big enemy, there is also your nobleman, and in the moment of life and death, your nobleman will come to the rescue. However, he is not really trying to help you, but wants to get something from you, so in the end, although you can turn evil into good fortune, you lose something very important to you. I can't see through the rest.

"Noble? Hehe...... I, Ma Chengfeng, have been lonely all my life, have no relatives, and have few true friends, if you say that noble people help you, I think it will cost you everything, right? ”

Hu Xiaoci chewed bubble gum in his mouth, blew a big bubble, and then poked his fingers and chewed it into his mouth, which made people sick to their stomachs when they looked at it. She said, "Me? And me? I have always been your nobleman, no matter when, no matter how down-and-out Cheng Feng is, the little fox will not dislike you. ”

Ma Chengfeng didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with her, and continued to listen to Huang Zha paper. "Cheng Feng, this person is definitely not me! I want to help you, but I'm just a businessman who sells crafts, and I really don't have any skills to help you. I'm afraid that if I run into your big enemy, I don't even have a 1% chance of winning, not only will I not be able to help you, but I will also become a burden to you. ”

"Enemies? Senior, can you explain the words? I just thought about it, but I didn't think of when I had such a big enemy? He digs my grandmother's grave, and he has to hate me to the core! ”

"Huh...... Silly boy, don't ask, you know too much and it's not good, and don't take the initiative to find him, when you see him, if you don't have your noble people by your side to help, don't talk about you, even you, the fox, will have to die, you and he are not a heavyweight at all, at least not now. Even if you are healthy, you have no chance of winning a solo battle with him! Huang Zha Paper paused and said: "Don't think about it, what should come will always come, this is human life, just like I, Huang Zha Paper, want to avoid this catastrophe, but I still can't avoid it after all, because I have a human heart, I can't bear to see your grandmother's corpse in the wilderness." Okay, don't ask, let's go, I'll beat you to find the body. ”

Huang Zha paper's ability Ma Chengfeng trusts, maybe he doesn't have those ghost kung fu that kills people invisibly, but for yin and yang white things, except for the old blind man, no one is better than him. The most important thing at the moment is not revenge, but to find Grandma's body first, so that her old man can be buried in peace.

The craftsmanship of Huang Tie paper is very famous in ten miles and eight townships, who has died and wants to do white things, the first one to invite is not Mr. Yin and Yang, nor is it a coffin bearer, but Huang Tie paper, as long as the yellow paper is in place, everything else is easy to say. White things are also business, but where it is business, there is a chain of interests. Huang Zhazhi has always had a good relationship with these businessmen who specialize in white things in ten miles and eight townships, as long as he shouts, even if he doesn't want red envelopes, people are willing to contribute. Of course, this is just love, doing white things, as long as it is not your own family, people have contributed to you, and you have to give a red envelope according to the rules, even if there is only one dollar in this red envelope, it is that heart.

Huang Zha paper took Ma Chengfeng to a tunzi next to him, and found four sturdy coffin bearers, the four brothers saw that Huang Zha paper came to find it, and they didn't ask who was doing the white thing, nor did they ask how big the red envelope was given by the master, so they immediately changed into a black robe and followed him to Lishutun.

Huang Zha paper told Ma Chengfeng to go home and find a piece of clothing that your grandmother wore before her death. Then go to anyone's house and buy a coffin and put your grandmother's clothes inside.

"Huh? This...... What kind of coffin do you want? Is it exquisite? Ma Chengfeng asked. He is rich now, but he is not like before, he is a figure with a face in the rivers and lakes, and he is generous. In the past few days, he has been thinking that grandma has worked hard to pull herself up, if she has the opportunity to be filial to her grandmother, she must let her sleep in the best coffin, she can't enjoy it when she is alive, and she will be able to enjoy her wealth after death.

"Whatever, it's just a meaning, if you can't find it, go to the coffin shop in the county and buy it, but remember, you must come back before sunset, let's get up at six o'clock!" Huang Zhaji instructed him.

"Spirits? This...... Just this rag dress? Cenotaph? ”

"You know! If you want to do it, you can do it quickly, or I won't care about you! ”

Ma Chengfeng knew Huang Tie's methods, and he didn't dare to ask more, so he hurriedly took Hu Xiaoxi and knocked on the door from door to door. Northeast people do not have the habit of leaving longevity for themselves in advance, and people feel that this is unlucky. Even if it is a real life, it is necessary to wait until the last breath to buy a coffin. I searched for a while but couldn't find it. Helpless, I really went according to the words of Huang Zha paper, so I could only go to the county town to buy it.

But it's not that difficult, he has money, and there's nothing in the world that money can't buy. It's just that on the way to the county seat, he happened to pass by Lishu Mountain, and he saw a person wearing a Republican-style satin robe on Lishu Mountain looking at him.