The so-called ancestral home of Uncle Qi is actually on a slope, surrounded by lawns, which are big enough to be a golf course. Zhang Guozhong stepped into the house and felt a sensation of yin energy.

"Damn it's weird..." Zhang Guozhong pulled Lao Liu's sleeve, "Senior brother, look at the terrain, this place should be good to gather energy, why has it become a gate of hell?"

Old Liu took out the compass, turned left and right, and the pointer of the compass didn't move, "Yes... nothing is wrong..."

"Mr. A Guang, did your master deceive people?" Zhang Guozhong frowned.

"Mr. Zhang..." A Guang looked around and came to Zhang Guozhong, "I've seen the haunted system with my own eyes. I was so scared that I was half-washed. The master was almost scared to death. Every day... If it weren't for the inconvenience, the master wouldn't have moved..."

"Oh?" Zhang Guozhong was puzzled, "Mr. A Guang, what have you seen?"

"To be honest, the washing system was a day ago. That night, I had just come out of the master's study and suddenly heard someone screaming downstairs. I jumped down the stairs and found a Filipino maid lying on the ground foaming. We thought it was a disease, so we called the doctor. The doctor said it was too scared. Later, the Filipino maid said that she saw a silver removed to her (her own) head with her hand. This was the first time, and since then, this kind of system has been constantly causing it to make the master very sad."

"It's weird..." Old Liu looked at the compass again, "What's the future?"

"By the way, there are some Thai mercenaries in the future. I washed one of them and I was pinched and washed. The other two were not very mentally. As a result, the master gave them some money and sent them back to China. No one has lived here since then..."

"It's still a bit of a tumult..." Old Liu said, "Guozhong, look..."

"Mr. A Guang, we need to stay here for a night," Zhang Guozhong lit a cigarette. "Mr. A Guang, can you stay here and introduce us to what's going on?"

"No problem!" A Guang said, "But I have to say to the master..." After saying that, A Guang said goodbye to the three of them and turned around and walked towards the car. "Then... I'm back too..." Wang Zihao turned around and wanted to run away.

"Come back!" Old Liu pulled Wang Zihao back, "You fucking us some wine and food!"

In the evening, Lao Liutou and Zhang Guozhong found a house, cleaned the bed, drank enough wine, and endured for a long time without any movement, "A Guang, what are you talking about this haunted, where are the ghosts?"

"This room is the most haunted..." A Guang said, "It turns out that a lot of silver was scared to death in this room. How could it be if you don't know what happened..." A Guang took a sip of wine, "It may be that it's been more and more years old, but it's so evil..." After drinking some wine, A Guang began to talk to Zhang Guozhong and Old Liu about encountering ghosts in the room. Most of them were like hitting the guest. Zhang Guozhong was almost asleep when he heard it.

At three o'clock in the morning, there was silence around. Old Liu turned dizzy and took the compass and circled the villa. Nothing happened, "Damn it, nothing is there..." Old Liu cursed and entered the house, "Did you bury someone in the field? You old man had a few nightmares?"

"It's impossible. The most famous Feng Shui master in Southeast Asia was found in this house at that time. He said that this place is the best treasure land in Hong Kong... It's impossible to have a cemetery..." Ah Guang said, "This place used to be a wild place, and there were no graves at all..."

"The most famous Southeast Asia?" Old Liu looked at him disdainfully, "If that master is really capable, why should he come to us for...?"

In the middle of the night, the three of them were about to go to bed. At this moment, they suddenly heard the tableware on the table jumping up in a sensation. The sound of ding dong dong, and A Guang immediately woke up, "Mr. Zhang, listen! Mr. Zhang, wake up..."

At this time, Zhang Guozhong was sleeping well, and he was confused to pull out the dragon scales from his trouser legs, and inserted them onto the table with a bang. All the noises immediately stopped. "It's a haunted person..." Zhang Guozhong sat up in a daze and drank a sip of water, "Huh? a haunted person..."

At this time, Zhang Guozhong was also thinking about it. "Making a bad news" often occurs in rural areas in the mainland. It is a phenomenon that the pots and pots are ringing by themselves. Usually, it is done with a hatchet on the table and it is done with a slashing hatchet on the table. Even the farmers are disdainful. Why is this seventh uncle so scared like this? Also, the phenomenon of "Making a bad news" usually occurs in the "Jiyin Pool", but during the day, the feng shui of this villa is not as good as it is, so how can it be "Making a bad news"?

"Mr. Zhang... You are so awesome!" Ah Guang seemed very new. He had to pretend to be inaudible when he encountered such a situation before, but now it really doesn't sound...

The next day, Zhang Guozhong and Lao Liu turned around the house. No matter how you look at it, how can you think the house is so turbulent, it can't be a quarantine pool, and it can't be a gate of hell.

"Guozhong, look..." Old Liu simply put the compass in his bag and changed it to a walk. "Is that old man dementia?"

"Senior brother... This house is indeed strange..." Zhang Guozhong said while smoking... "You might have slept last night, but I met a fierce incident...

"Make a furious thing?" Old Liu put on a pergola in his hand and looked around the house, "Hey, she's so weird..."

After getting in the car, A Guang took Zhang Guozhong and Old Liu to Uncle Qi's villa again.

"How is it? Two of you? You can see what you are looking at?" Uncle Qi said.

"As far as the house itself is concerned, there is no problem." Old Liu said, "I mean, the house has a good feng shui..."

"Yes!" Uncle Qi sighed, "In the past few generations, I wanted to be an official and to make money. I don't know why I became like this in my generation..."

"Previous generation?" Zhang Guozhong suddenly thought, "Uncle Qi, who has died in your house?"

"No!" Uncle Qi took a sip of tea, "Not to mention dead people, I haven't even died a fly..." Zhang Guozhong learned that Uncle Qi believed in Buddhism and killing animals at home was a taboo, and even flies opened the window and bombarded them away.

"That's strange..." Zhang Guozhong scratched his head and suddenly thought, "Uncle Qi, I wonder if you can build a high platform?"

"What?" Uncle Qi was completely confused, "What platform?"

"It's...it's the platform that allows us to see the situation around the villa... According to the area of ​​your villa, I think it's less than fifty meters high, and the higher the better..." Zhang Guozhong became less confident the more he said. This is not a small project. If the platform is built, there will be no flaws, and this person will lose his mind...

"It makes sense..." Uncle Qi smoked his pipe and thoughtfully, "A Guang, take a few gentlemen there!"

Zhang Guozhong was about to say something to find a step for himself, but A Guang had already reached out to make a "please" gesture. "Uncle Qi... This is actually to find a way to check the reasons, and it may not be possible to find it..." Zhang Guozhong tried his best to explain that these dozens of meters of platforms are not small investments. If the platform is installed but I don't see anything, there must be a step...

"It doesn't matter... The doctor will take X-rays when diagnosed. I understand your request..." Uncle Qi smoked his pipe and looked at Zhang Guozhong with a smile.

Unexpectedly, this time A Guang did not drive to the villa to set up a table, but drove the car directly to the apron.

"Damn it, capitalist..." Zhang Guozhong sighed. At this time, he felt that Wang Zihao's little money was not as good as possible. Uncle Seven didn't know what it was, but he actually had his own airport...

Zhang Guozhong was riding a helicopter for the first time and felt dizzy. "Mr. Zhang, the ancestral home of the master is below." A Guang's voice came from his headphones.

"Can you... fly lower?" Zhang Guozhong said, "It's worthy of looking down at all the mountains, but it's too small and can't see anything clearly."

A Guang directly let the pilot fly to a low altitude of about 200 meters, and at this time everything around the villa was in sight.

"Senior Brother, what do you think is that white?" Zhang Guozhong pointed to the rows of white dots outside the main entrance of the villa. In the high altitude, you can see that the dotted lines formed by these white dots formed a funnel shape.

"A Guang, please fly over there..."

The helicopter turned around and flew along the white line for a section. I saw the white line directly passing through the entrance of a road. After the helicopter flew further down, with the help of a telescope, Zhang Guozhong looked at it roughly. The white thing looked like a sculpture or a guardrail. It was not clear intermittently, but the project volume was so large, like a municipal project.

"So it's... this" Zhang Guozhong took a deep breath, "Mr. A Guang, we can go back..."

"Mr. Zhang? What did you say? Artificial?" Uncle Qi was furious.

According to Zhang Guozhong, the house of Qi Uncle Qi is the "Ghost Gate Formation", also known as the "Ghost Formation". There was a method of "sin-induced soul" in Maoshan Technique, which is to use stones (a kind of yin stone) powder and other items to lead a way to attract unjust souls from the road to avoid conflict between humans and ghosts. Until now, there are still some places that retain these customs, but most of the stones have been replaced by nanmu wood chips, straw weaving and other objects.

However, in Maoshan's theory, using the local star map as the basis, the method of using a stone to set up a "Ghost Gate Formation" to attract ghosts is truly feasible. The road is where souls pass (most folk burn paper sacrifices, and they are chosen at the intersection, which is the reason). The ghosts are set up on the main road, so that the wandering souls on the main road will walk through the line of the stone, and then set up a "ghost control stake" at the destination, which is a white marble stake engraved with "Soul Sutra (a Taoist scripture for reliance, which has the function of catching souls and attracting spirits)". The ghosts will circulate here, which is a bit similar to the ghost hitting the wall that humans encounter. In fact, this is to arrange a "ghost hitting the wall" for ghosts. This is like the jade stool of Wang Zihao's family, which can inspire ghosts' resentment. Over time, even if ordinary souls are not evil ghosts, the consequences will be very serious.

"Uncle Qi, don't be excited... I'll explain it to you..." Zhang Guozhong was also a little guilty. Seeing that the old man's face was flushed, he couldn't bear the responsibility if his myocardial infarction didn't come up in one breath. "I haven't verified it yet. This may be a coincidence of municipal construction..."

But this Uncle Qi didn't listen to Zhang Guozhong's second half and kept roaring, "My surname is Zhao!! I, Liao Qi, are incompatible with you!" As he said that, he coughed, and A Guang, behind him, quickly stepped forward to support Uncle Qi and kept patting Uncle Qi's back.

Old Liu pulled Zhang Guozhong's clothes and signaled not to say anything again, "Mr. Liao..., this formation is so broken, it's just not easy to detect. You don't have to worry. Within a week, we two will take you back..."

When Uncle Liu heard the call of "Master Liao", Uncle Qi was also stunned. After so many years of lingering, no one called him that. He was stunned at first, and then he was very happy. "Mr. Liu, you have to keep your word..." Uncle Qi waved his hand and the person below immediately took a box. Zhang Guozhong was stunned as soon as he opened the box. This was a dagger full of cold light. Although he didn't recognize what it was, it was not a simple thing by intuition.

Old Liu was also stupid. He always believed that he was knowledgeable, but this time he really opened his eyes. Could this be...
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