It was not long since Li Mazi sent an address and said that Boss Guo sent an assistant to me for my guide.

He also asked if he wanted to go with me? I replied: Don't go! Those two Taoist priests must have seen you in secret, but you were exposed when you went.

After a while, I drove the car to the place, and a young man in a suit and tie was waiting for me.

The man claimed to be Lu Jian, and he just wanted me to call him Xiao Lu.

He took the driver's seat on his own initiative and started the car skillfully while introducing the details of the two Taoist priests to me.

The two Taoist priests and I are from our family, and their surname is Zhang, commonly known as Zhang Wujin.

It is said that when he opened the market in his early years, he would care about the need for hardware bulk liquor, which is why he got his name.

He is said to be a Taoist priest, but he is actually a Feng Shui master.

He has always been an old bachelor, never got married, and later in his 40s and 50s, he learned some secrets of Yin and Yang from somewhere. On weekdays, he would set up a cemetery for people, make a fortune and bad luck and sacrifice. This is basically the lowest level of work in Yinxing.

At the beginning, Boss Guo just wanted to be auspicious, so he found him nearby and opened an altar to make an affiliation.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped onto the top of the mountain, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then turned his head and left without saying a word.

Boss Guo felt something was wrong then and spent a lot of money to hire a second person.

The second person is a little bit famous, and he is called Ma Banxian!

Not only is he very famous in this county town, but many people even came from Taiyuan and Datong to ask him to divine. It is said that this man was seriously ill when he was a child. He fell into a coma for seven days and seven nights without eating or drinking. He issued a death notice in the hospital, saying that he was helpless.

The family took a carriage and pulled him back, waiting to die and buried him.

But halfway through, a madman suddenly rushed out and threw stones yelling, which shocked the horse.

The carriage ran wildly and threw him out, breaking one of his legs immediately!

But unexpectedly, although his legs were broken, he woke up and had a half-immortal body.

He said that when it rains, it will rain. He said that when it blows, it will wind, and the days and hours are not bad at all.

You can tell the male and female by pointing at a pregnant woman. You have never missed it. And you have asserted several times that when will anyone pass, it has not been apart in half an hour!

However, although this horse Banxian is like a god, it has a strange habit, and only one person is counted as a person every day.

Many people can make a big profit by selling numbers!

Xiao Lu said that he had invited the two people before and the road was very familiar.

He took me straight to the countryside, saying that he would go find Zhang Wujin first.

The village where Zhang Wujin is located is not far from the city, only seven or eight miles away. It is covered by the new rural construction in the county. The newly built village walls are snow-white and beautiful, and the smooth cement roads are straight and smooth.

Xiao Lu said that Zhang Wujin's home was at the end of the village, because he had no children and was a five-guarantee household, and he built several new brick and tile houses for him.

We got out of the car in front of his door, knocking on the big iron door for a long time, but no one responded, but knocked the neighbors.

An old lady with round face poked her head out to look at us, and asked in confusion: "Are you here to find Zhang Wujin?"

"Yes, aunt." Xiao Lu asked with a smile on his face: "Is Mr. Zhang at home?"

"You don't know yet? He is dead."

"Dead?" Xiao Lu and I were shocked.

"When did it happen?"

"Oh the day before yesterday!" said the fat aunt, "Zhao Laoshi from Dongcun came early in the morning. His uncle died of illness at night. He wanted to find Zhang Wujin to give a pit, but after knocking for a long time, no one responded. The night before, we saw the lights on at his house and drinking wine in front of the window. We thought he was drunk and didn't wake up, so we asked someone to climb over the wall to call. Seeing that the man ran out not long after entering, he said that Wujin was dead, and he lay straight on the bed, his body was cold..."

"Where is that person?" As soon as I asked, I felt something was wrong, so I hurriedly changed my words: "Where is the body."

"It's been refined!" the aunt replied, "He has no children and no children, and he doesn't even have his own family, and no one will hold any funerals for him. After reporting to the village, he went straight to the crematorium to practice."

"This... Auntie, thank you." Xiao Lu was stunned for a moment and thanked the old lady.

"It's okay." The fat aunt replied, closed the yard door and left.

"Hurry, go find Ma Banxian immediately!" I had a slight ominous premonition, opened the car door and got into the car.

He rushed straight to Majiazhuang at lightning speed.

What's different from Zhang Wujin is that although Ma Banxian has never been married and has no children, he became famous very early, has a lot of spare money, and lives in his ancestral land. Most of the people in the village have the surname Ma, which is all his nephews and grandchildren. Moreover, with his name, he can make some benefits, so he takes good care of the old man and even takes turns to deliver food and laundry to him.

When we arrived at Majiazhuang, it was time to cook lunch, but there was no smoke in the whole village.

There is no one on the road, like a dead city!

Until I turned over a big locust tree, the crowds were crowded and extremely noisy.

"What's wrong? It wasn't like this when I came last time." Xiao Lu was a little surprised, and I also felt a very bad premonition!

After a while, I couldn't even move a single step. The road ahead was blocked by various vehicles, and even there were many motorcycles parked in the air.

The quarrels and scolding sounded louder and louder, and many people were shouting together, and they couldn't hear the number of them.

Xiao Lu and I got out of the car and squeezed over the cracks to see that the two black painted doors were wide open. The wide courtyard was densely packed with people. Almost all the men, women, young and old in the village gathered here, lit their toes and stretched their necks to watch.

In the center, there is a spiritual shed.

There is a black and white statue of an old man hanging in the middle of the mourning shed.

But the people in front of the coffin did not cry, but instead they tore up and scrambled into groups, some cursed, some pushed and shoved, and those who came to pull up the squat were almost messy!

"This..." Xiao Lu was stunned for a moment.

Without his explanation, I know too, Ma Banxian is dead!

It was precisely because he had no children that these nephews fought for property at the funeral.

"Silent!" Suddenly, I shouted loudly.

My voice was filled with spiritual power, and my tone was extremely high, as if it was muffled thunder, it suddenly suppressed the noise in the audience.

Everyone who was quarreling stopped, and all the young and old in the village looked at me with extremely strange eyes.
Chapter completed!