Chapter 145: Revenge of the Earth's Air

Hearing Fang Ming’s explanation, the Hu family suddenly realized that there was so much attention in a cemetery, which they did not know before.
"Which of his sons and grandchildren are the only ones who gather water together, I will dig him all out with a hoe."
Hu Rong carried a hoe, thinking of Pang Lao Si's previous arrogant appearance, he was out of breath and raised his and digging towards the ditch.
"stop!"
Fang Ming stopped Hu Rong, and Hu Rong looked at Fang Ming with doubts and grievances, "Master Fang, the Pang family want to frame you, and now we dig out their grave Feng Shui. ."
"No matter what kind of hatred, the digging of the ancestral tombs is too great, and the hatred is the living, and the revenge on the dead is a great cause and effect, and this kind of cause and effect is provoked, even if it will not be retaliated now, and in the future. There will be retribution, not just retribution alone, but also your children and grandchildren."
Fang Ming's expression became very serious, and Hu Rong's face showed a sorrowful color when he heard Fang Ming's words, and he whispered: "Then why did not see the Pang family get retribution, my grandfather's ancestral grave is not the Pang family Did you dig?"
"Who said there was no retribution."
At this moment the breeze was blowing, bringing a refreshing meaning to the hot people, but Fang Ming's eyes were looking to the side of the woods, and after a moment he whispered: "Come."
"What's coming?"
Everyone looked at Fang Ming with a puzzled look. When he saw Fang Ming's gaze falling on the side of the woods, they all looked at the woods one by one, but there was no difference there, except for the breeze. The blowing made the leaves sway.
But at the next moment, a young man with sharp eyes in the Hu family exclaimed.
"It's a centipede, a lot of centipedes."
On the ground of the forest, there is a black line moving quickly towards this side. If you look closely, you will find out where is the black line, this is a group of centipedes.
It was so dense that there were as many as a thousand.
"This... this is not the centipedes running out of the Hu's coffin."
Seeing these centipedes, Hua Mingming and Hu's family were all pale. Many young people raised their and shovel in their hands. They waited for these centipedes to come closer and greeted them.
"Fang Ming, this is awful. These centipedes are supposed to be avenged. Last time you drove people away from the old nest. This is wrong and has debts. You go to Fang Ming, don't look for me."
Listening to Hua Mingming whispering there, Fang Ming rolled his eyes, then appeased the Hu family and said: "Don't panic, these centipedes are not for us."
"It wasn't for us, but it was for the tomb."
Hua Mingming subconsciously refuted the sentence, but he was dumbfounded after saying this, because after these centipedes approached the tomb, the longer centipedes even crossed their legs like a Luohan, and formed a body bridge.
The centipedes in the back stepped across the three canals with the bodies of these centipedes, and then the soldiers under command all rushed to the huge tombstone of the Pang family ancestral tomb.
Hundreds and thousands of centipedes drilled into the soil beneath the tombstone. In less than three minutes, the figures of these centipedes disappeared in front of Fang Ming and others.
"What are you doing, being driven out of the Hu family, these centipedes are going to find another home?"
The Hu family and Hua Mingming were dumbfounded. This scene in front of them made them unable to understand. What on earth did these centipedes want to do?
"Reverse action, the earth will not tolerate."
Fang Ming whispered, only he knew why these centipedes appeared.
These centipedes were put into the Hu family grave by the Pang family. They were absorbed by the Hu family to the earth. Now that the Hu family grave is broken, these centipedes will naturally return to the Pang family.
boom!
Ten minutes later, the huge tombstone in front of the Pangjia tomb suddenly collapsed and smashed on the soil. As the tombstone collapsed, the others present had not noticed anything, but Fang Ming's eyes shrank slightly.
At this moment he could clearly feel that the Feng Shui aura of Pangjia's grave had changed.
The tombstone turned feng shui, and the Pang family was already destined to fall.
Originally Fang Ming was planning to shoot, but now it seems that the retribution of the earth's gas is more fierce than he guessed. Now it is no longer his turn to add fire.
"Go."
Fang Ming greeted him. The Pang family had nothing to care about. Once the feng shui of the ancestral tomb broke, there would be no improvement for the Pang family within a hundred years, and all the people in politics of the Pang family would not end well.
"go?"
Although the Hu family feels that they haven't finished reading it, Fang Ming can only follow them since he opened his mouth. The group quickly left the ancestral tomb of the Pang family and finally returned to the tomb of the five lords of the Hu family.
"I said earlier that your five grandpas buried the grave here, the main purpose is for your great-great-grandmother. The graves of these six ancestors implied the Sixfold Way, so the bones of your great-grandmother are still Buried here."
"What about my five grandpas?" Hu Fu asked.
"Your grandfather can't be buried now. His bones have been eroded by the earth's yin. No matter where he is buried, it's useless. It will only affect your Hu family."
Fang Ming sighed slightly, the retribution of the earth was not only fulfilled in the Pang family, but also the Hu family's five lords who forcibly intercepted the essence of the true phoenix were also retaliated.
"Send the bones of your five grandpas to your Hu family ancestral hall, worship incense every day, and then bury them again after seven or forty-nine days."
Originally, Fang Ming planned to find a cemetery for Hu Jiawu Ye today, but judging from the retribution of the earth's atmosphere that Pang Jia suffered, if he is buried now, the bones of Hu Jia Wuye are also incapable. quiet.
"Forty-nine days, all right, no problem."
The Hu family has its own ancestral hall, and some people take care of it on weekdays. Hu Erbo and Hu Wushu go in for incense every few days to clean up the dust, but now it only becomes once a day.
"I will come back in forty-five days, and then I will bury your five grandpas. I will prepare some things today and bury your great-grandmother every day."
Burying is different from digging a grave. It only takes a few fierce days to dig a grave, but when you bury a grave, you must choose the auspicious day. Fang Ming has calculated that today's day is not suitable for burial.
Don't underestimate this day. For Feng Shui masters, this is called a day class. A truly professional Feng Shui master will choose the day and the time when burying his employer, because this is not only related to the employer but also to the Feng Shui master.
The whole world's gas field is constantly changing, and the change of the gas field is basically caused by the trajectory of the stars in the sky. Generally speaking, on the day of three deaths, six poverty, and nine breaks, the Feng Shui master is You cannot bury your employer.
The reason is very simple. The gas field in these days is extremely unstable, which is not conducive to the Feng Shui master observing the feng shui gas field in the cemetery during the burial process. To backlash.
The selection of the day class is not simply judged by the lucky day, but it must be determined according to the birth date of the burial person. Of course, if it is an expert of the Feng Shui master level, then the day class can be ignored completely, unless it is A fierce day that is rare in decades
There were many things to prepare for the burial. The Hu family began to purchase, and Fang Ming and Hua Mingming returned to the village, but when Hua Mingming was about to find an excuse to sneak into the city to find friends, when he saw When he walked in front of him, his entire face was overcast.
"Yo, what do you old man want to do?"
Hua Mingming looked at Zhang Quangen, it was the old man who framed Fang Ming to cheat him 100,000 yuan, and now he still has a face here.
boom!
Zhang Quangen suddenly knelt down when he was still five meters away from Fang Ming, and his knees hit the ground heavily.
"Master Fang, you are an expert, please, please save my son."
This sudden kneeling made Fang Ming and Hua Mingming never think that a 50- to 60-year-old man kneeled there in tears.
"I know it's my fault to frame Master Fang. I'm sorry Master Fang, but I beg Master Fang, Master Fang, please save my son with great compassion. I'll give you a head."
Bang Bang Bang!
Zhang Quangen's forehead swayed heavily toward the ground. Although it was said that the ground was not a concrete floor but only mud, but after so many years of footsteps by villagers, the ground was very tough and not much worse than the cement road.
"Hey, I said you are an old man intentionally, do you want to ridicule others, your son is sick, you go to the doctor, Fang Ming is not a doctor."
Hua Mingming stepped back a few steps. It was not that he had no sympathy. It was the old man’s previous behavior that was too disgusting. If there was no later change, if he was really framed by him, then Fang Ming is still in the police station.
poor person must have something mean!
"Let's go, I can't cure your son's illness, and you have also found the wrong person."
Fang Ming also spoke at this time. He was what a Virgin was, and he could save his son in the face of someone who framed him.
"Master Fang, they said that you are an expert, you must have a way. My son was almost dead when he was a child, because he met a senior, and the expert shot to save my son. You He has the same skills as the tall man, so I beg you to save my son."
Zhang Quangen raised his head, his forehead was crimson because of the broken skin, and the old face had the color of prayer, even if there was blood stains on his forehead, he didn't wipe it.
"Master Fang, you can save my son, old man, I can make cattle and horses for you, if you don't feel angry, you can beat me and scold me, just let the old man I die, but my son can't just leave. He is still young, and my grandson cannot be left unattended."
"I beg you, you are a living who has great mercy, great compassion and relief."