Knife splashing

Chapter 144: Corruption
Damn, isn't this guy useless?
How come you move so fast?
Looking at Luo Faqing's stern face, Sharifei couldn't help but curse in his heart, and at the same time felt vaguely worried.

Even the "horse post" method has been discovered, so those methods of tricking people into escaping are probably useless.

The point is, they don't know what's going on yet.

Hearing Mr. Du's question, Wang Daoxuan quickly glanced at Li Yan, only to see that the other party had his eyes slightly closed and his head lowered, as if he was asleep.

Even though the Taoist was good at cultivating his Qi, he couldn't help but panic. He stroked his beard and frowned, saying, "Mr. Du, there are some situations that we need to understand more."

"Hahaha…"

Luo Faqing laughed coldly, "You dare to come here without knowing the situation, and you are so shameless and use underworld methods to deceive people."

"The face of Xuanmen has been completely lost by people like you!"

Sharifei was defeated in battle but not in words, and immediately sneered: "Hey, isn't this Taoist Luo from that night? How come you forgot about it today after just losing to us in a duel?"

"Who is so shameless?"

"Be bold!"

Luo Faqing was immediately furious and slammed the back of his chair fiercely, "Who do you think you are? You lowly bastards. Don't think that I won't kill you just because you have Shen Sanyou's support!"

Provoked by the other party's murderous aura, Sharifei was frightened, but still gritted his teeth and prepared to retort.

He understood that Luo Faqing did this on purpose. If they were scared off like this today, the news would spread all over Chang'an Xuanmen tomorrow.

Chang'an has the Law Enforcement Hall. Even the Shangshan Law Lineage would not do such a thing as killing someone in broad daylight.

At this moment, Li Yan suddenly opened his eyes, stopped Sha Lifei, and looked at Luo Faqing calmly, "Master Luo, please don't gossip and stir up trouble here."

"You don't have the ability to solve the problem yourself, but you still act like a mean person. You are the real despicable person!"

"Oh, what a loud tone!"

Luo Faqing was amused. "What do you, a newbie, know? Okay, tell me what we should do."

"Oh, this is difficult..."

Li Yan sighed and turned to look at Wang Daoxuan, "Master, you saw that this drop of marrow was contaminated on the way, why didn't you just tell me directly?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Luo Faqing and Du Yuanwai's faces changed at the same time.

Wang Daoxuan has studied Feng Shui and methods of warding off disasters in depth. He has been seeking the truth for many years and knows a little about other esoteric sects, but he suffers from a lack of supernatural powers. When encountering problems, he is like a blind man touching an elephant and often makes mistakes.

After being pointed out by Li Yan, combined with something he had heard before, he immediately made some guesses. He felt bitter in his heart, but his face remained calm and his heart did not beat. He sighed, shook his head and said, "Alas, I am not hiding anything."

"Master Luo is right. We are not strong enough to do this. We will take our leave now."

Saying this means retreat.

Although Li Yan was confused, he did not refute.

Wang Daoxuan said clearly that he couldn't bear to watch it and was willing to admit defeat, which shows that things here are really difficult to deal with, so it is better to leave early.

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, Mr. Du suddenly stood up, clasped his hands together and bowed deeply, "Everyone, I am sorry that I did not recognize the great man."

Wang Daoxuan shook his head and said, "Mr. Du, we are not pretending, this matter really cannot be done."

"I understand."

Mr. Du sighed, "But this is about the lives of our clansmen, so please stay for a few more days and think of a solution. No matter what the situation is, I will give you generous gifts and will not let you work in vain."

"Butler Wang, clean up Chong'er's yard and give it to the gentlemen to live in. We must treat them well..."

"Yes, sir."

Seeing that Li Yan and the others were really capable, Steward Wang was relieved and said flatteringly, "Everyone, please follow me."

As he said this, he winked at Zhao Jiu.

Zhao Jiu also advised: "Young Master Li, it's getting late, why don't we stay here first?"

Having said that, Li Yan and the other two had no choice but to refute, and left the main hall under the leadership of Butler Wang.

Luo Faqing, who was standing by, already had an ugly expression on his face. As soon as the few people left, he said, "Mr. Du, these people are indeed average in ability. They don't have any ancestral altar for their lineage, and they don't have any unorthodox practices. Their cultivation level is no more than two levels at most..."

"I know."

Mr. Du interrupted him and sighed, "They can see the problem at a glance, so they must have some skills. I have no other choice but to try my best."

"Moreover, Taoist Luo, there is no need to hide the truth. If Mr. Yue has a way to solve this matter, why would he hide away and let you handle it?"

"this…"

Luo Faqing's face turned red and he was speechless.

…………

"Everyone, it's just ahead!"

Steward Wang led the way attentively, saying flatteringly, "That is the yard of the Second Young Master He Chong. The Second Young Master goes out to sea with the ship all year round, and the master misses him very much."

"This yard is often cleaned up on weekdays. The master really respects you all..."

He kept muttering, but Li Yan and the other two didn't take him seriously.

If he hadn't seen that they noticed something strange and needed help, Mr. Du would have shown them a lesson by now.

"Ah, everyone."

Zhao Jiu, the disciple of the dental clinic who had been following, suddenly spoke up, with an apologetic look on his face, "My second uncle and his third aunt are also here. I finally got here, so I have to go and see the old man. I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, he bowed, turned around and left.

Although he didn't know what was going on, he was good at observing people's expressions and had sensed danger, so he ran away early.

Sharifei cursed inwardly but ignored him.

This is the case with most old-timers: they take advantage when there is an opportunity, worship the big brothers, and hide when there is danger.

Butler Wang pretended not to see anything and led the three people into the courtyard.

Sure enough, the yard is very clean and elegant.

After helping them arrange the rooms, Butler Wang said with a flattering smile, "You have come from afar, please take a rest first. I will ask someone to prepare hot water, wine and food for you."

After saying that, he carefully closed the door and left.

As soon as he left, Sharifei jumped to the door, looked again and again, then made a gesture, asking if he could speak.

Li Yan pinched the magic formula and took a deep breath. Noticing that no one was eavesdropping nearby, he turned around and asked, "Master, what's going on?"

"It's a bit troublesome."

Wang Daoxuan shook his head slightly, "Did you see anything just now? Tell me what you saw first."

Naturally, he knew that Li Yan was able to communicate with gods.

The mountain god at the mass grave, the Taoist tiger at the Medicine King Temple...it was only with the help of the divine communication that Li Yan found a way out of the impasse.

"This house is indeed not simple."

Li Yan shook his head slightly and said, "The Feng Shui pattern of the Yangzhai is just as the Taoist priest said, it is extraordinary, it can actually form a situation similar to a Taoist temple."

"In fact, I had already felt the reaction before I entered the house. Later, when I entered the main hall and saw the ancestral tablets, I immediately felt the reaction and saw a scene..."

"It was a lotus-shaped eight-diagram throne, and inside it sat an old man, dressed in the clothes of a dead person, with a livid face, staring straight at me. That look... was nothing like that of a human!"

"Also, some black slime was dripping from his head, staining his entire body, even the jade bowl was no exception."

"I left in time and remembered what the Taoist said before, so I reminded him and took a gamble." "It's true!"

Wang Daoxuan pulled his beard and frowned, saying, "This Du family is really willing to do anything to gain wealth and fame."

"Generally speaking, it takes time for a dripping marrow situation to form. After all, it is a drip. Good fortune gathers little by little, and it will take ten years for the blessings to reach the descendants. But there is also a secret method that can speed up the process."

"If I'm not mistaken, they must have secretly moved the remains of their ancestors and buried them outside the large tombs around Haojing City. If they are bolder, they might even occupy the tombs of ancient Zhou nobles and bury them there."

Li Yan frowned slightly, "This kind of thing is also useful."

"Normal ones won't work."

Wang Daoxuan shook his head and said, “But this is Di Tian Sui. They used the bones of their ancestors to speed up the process.”

Li Yan suddenly realized, "Is there something wrong with this method?"

Wang Daoxuan shook his head. "No, this method is dangerous, but there is also a safer way. Every seven years, every leap year, a ritual is performed to expel the evil spirits and resentments from the ancestors' tombs."

"It was fine, but something big happened a while ago, so you should be able to guess it."

An idea suddenly occurred to Li Yan, "The ancient Zhou tomb was robbed!"

"Ah."

Wang Daoxuan nodded and said, "These tomb robbers used a lot of explosives. The Du family's ancestral tomb should be nearby. It was affected and the tomb's aura was leaked."

"When moving graves or starting earthwork, it is always better to be quiet than to move. Especially in this dangerous situation, if the ancestors' resentment erupts, it will inevitably bring disaster to their descendants, and the disaster will start with the youngest ones."

"Hiss! So cruel?"

Sharifei took a deep breath, "Isn't it possible to perform a ritual to appease the resentment of our ancestors?"

"Disaster!"

Wang Daoxuan sighed, "Their method is equivalent to placing our ancestors in the ancient Zhou tomb. No one would be happy about it. Moreover, they have to use the situation of dripping marrow to make our ancestors become the protection of Yin God."

"It's the one that Brother Yan saw."

Sharifei cursed: "Really? For the sake of wealth and fame, you tortured your ancestors like this. No wonder they want revenge."

Wang Daoxuan stroked his beard and shook his head, saying, "This is a blood curse that I brought upon myself. I don't have the ability to resolve it."

"Perhaps, when the people of Taixuan Orthodox Sect come back, there will be a way."

After figuring out the reason, the three of them didn't think any more about it.

After all, even the Shangshan Fa lineage is helpless in this matter, so naturally they are even more helpless.

Not long after, Butler Wang brought hot water, wine and food.

Shalifai pulled him and asked him some questions, both openly and covertly.

Sure enough, it was just as Wang Daoxuan said.

Not long after the ancient Zhou tomb was bombed, Mr. Du’s grandson began to have a high fever and talk nonsense, and kept saying that his great-grandfather wanted to take him away.

Mr. Du naturally knew what was going on, and he even went to the old tomb to take a look. He was so angry that he almost fainted on the spot.

Even after consulting witches and shamans, none of them could make my grandson sober.

Not long after, the grandson suddenly disappeared and never appeared again.

Just one day later, the granddaughter fell into the same situation, with a fever, coma, and constant nonsense.

Mrs. Du felt sorry for her granddaughter and often accompanied her to check on her at night. As a result, she saw something two days ago and was so frightened that her liver and gallbladder ruptured and she died on the spot.

In recent days, the entire Du family has been in a panic.

After Butler Wang left, the three of them looked at each other, shook their heads in silence, and then went to bed.

They have made up their minds to explain the matter to Mr. Du tomorrow and ask them to find someone else...

…………

In the mourning hall, paper money and gold ingots were burning in the brazier.

Mr. Du's eldest son, Du An, was absent-minded, with blank eyes, and he kept looking towards the backyard.

Logically speaking, when such a big thing happened, he should take charge of the situation and at least not let his father worry.

But within a short period of time, first his son disappeared and his life or death was unknown, and then something happened to his daughter. Before he could react, his mother left him again.

The successive blows have almost made this middle-aged man collapse. All he can do now is to keep vigil for his mother.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard behind me.

Duan's hair stood on end, and he turned around like a frightened rabbit. When he saw the person coming, he breathed a sigh of relief and said hesitantly, "Hello...Hello, Taoist Luo."

The person who came was Luo Faqing.

Luo Faqing nodded, and then glanced around expressionlessly before saying, "It's okay, I just came to take a look."

After that, he turned around and left.

But halfway through the walk, he turned his head to look at Duan, who was in a daze, and for some reason he felt a little reluctant, so he said, "Don't worry, it's not your turn yet..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt awkward, slapped his lips lightly, and turned away.

He walked quickly and soon arrived at a small courtyard behind the Du residence.

In the courtyard room, a young girl in her teens was lying on the bed, her face flushed, her hair wet with sweat, her teeth clenched, her eyelids trembling, as if she was having a nightmare.

The bed the girl was lying on was a step-out bed that only wealthy families had. It was exquisitely carved and inlaid with jade, tortoise shell and other decorations, and was extremely valuable.

At this moment, this bed was wrapped with dense red ropes, and not only copper coins and bells were hung on it, but also many talismans were pasted on it.

Mr. Du was sitting outside the wing room, holding a long knife. There were some servants around him. Although they were armed with knives, guns, sticks and clubs, they were all terrified.

Seeing this, Luo Faqing shook his head and said, "Mr. Du, these things are useless. The blood curse comes from within."

"I know."

Mr. Du tightly gripped the hilt of the knife and gritted his teeth, "I just want to take another look at him. He almost destroyed the Du family back then. He has been dead for so many years, and now he is causing trouble again!"

"He wanted my life back then, and today I'm going to give it back to him!"

Although the words were harsh, he had already lost his temper, as if he had aged a lot in an instant. He turned and walked into the room, his right hand trembling as he stroked the exquisite patterns on the bed, muttering:
"This was made when Wan'er was a child. I asked a craftsman to make it, hoping that one day I would be able to send her off personally..."

At this point, his lips were already trembling: "Master Luo, tell me, did I do something wrong back then, to deserve retribution today?"

Luo Faqing was silent, not knowing how to answer.

He thought of Duan just now.

He is proficient in many powerful killing techniques, but he is not good at warding off disasters, exorcising evil spirits and eliminating calamities.

That day, the words Shen Sanyou said before leaving inexplicably came to my mind.

There is skill but no principle, there is skill but no principle…

Is it possible?
Did the road really go astray?
Just when Luo Faqing was confused, he suddenly discovered that Mr. Du was staring at the sky behind him with a look of fear and pale face.

Luo Faqing's scalp suddenly went numb and he turned around immediately, with a talisman appearing in his hand.

I saw a dark shadow appear at the corner of the beam. It was vague and looked like a big bird.

Under the black wings, there is a pale white face...

(End of this chapter)