"Take it, just use it, what's the point of making the mystery? What's wrong? I want the Buddha to reward you?" Jinghai sneered.

Seeing that Fang Qifa's old face turned red, I also reacted.

His trick of "Chang Kun to trap gopher" was not uncommon in the market in the early years.

Those who sell rat medicines almost do this method. Not only can they let the rats run into the trap set by themselves, but they can also command them like their own sons. This is a "magic skill".

I noticed just now that Fang Qichao had a mouth wiping before opening his pocket, and his cheeks moved twice, as if he was chewing something.

Looking back, he probably chewed the secret pills and put the drug mixed with saliva into his pocket to attract nearby mice.

It cannot be said that the trick is worthless. At least scientists cannot deserve this rat poison that can make mice fascinated by smelling it.

"Hehe, I... I'm just used to setting up stalls, which is also considered an occupational disease."

Fang Qifa was a little embarrassed by Jinghai's merciless trick. He scratched his head, put his hand down, spread it in front of me, but there were two peanut-sized wax balls in his palm: "This is the rat poison I used. If you chew it, you can attract the Little Feet Fairy. In this cold weather, there are not many Little Feet Fairy nearby. Otherwise... I'll give these two pills to you, and you can catch some of them yourself?"

"Enough, one is enough." Jinghai rolled his eyelids and couldn't help laughing. He raised his chin at me and said, "If someone gives it, you can take it. Maybe you have no choice in the future and you can go out to the street to perform this trick, which will make a reward of two."

Before he could finish speaking, I had already taken the wax balls.

Although I don’t know what to use for, everyone is curious, not to mention that this secret medicine prepared by the family is definitely a rare opportunity for ordinary people.

At this time, Jinghai looked up at the sky, his eyes turned, and fell on a dry cypress tree, and said to me: "We don't want other people's things in vain. Go and break down the dead branches on the top of the tree and give them to him."

I nodded secretly. This old girl is pragmatic, but she is not at all insignificant.

I broke the branch and handed it to Fang inspire with a smile.

Fang Qifa asked in a daze: "What's the use of giving me this?"

I said: "Yin and Yang are mutually generated and restrained. No matter how heavy the Yin Qi is, there will be Yang Qi. This cypress tree should have gathered the Yang Qi in the cemetery. However, when the Yin Seoul passes here, it sucks away its Yang Qi, so it witheres."

Jinghai said, "Since the Yin sedan is wandering around, I may come to you sooner or later. The Yin sedan will come to you, and the Yin sedan will not be able to guard against it. If you go back and insert the cypress branch at the door, the Yin sedan thought that you had absorbed your yang energy and would not come to you again. Okay, there is nothing you have to do here, so go back. Regarding the Yin sedan, you just think that this is not the case, we will deal with it."

Fang Qifa figured out the reason, thanked me repeatedly, handed me the pocket of the mouse, and left happily with the cypress branch.

Jinghai looked at his back until he couldn't see it, and then turned his face and said quietly: "Although this man is mediocre, he is still a man."

I nodded in agreement, but the old monk said in a silence:

"He has lived with his deceased wife for fifteen years. Although he is not a yin body, he is contaminated with too much yin energy. So just drinking grains and water can see things that ordinary people cannot see. You protect him now from being hurt by the yin sedan. If you help him more, he should be useful to you when necessary."

"Okay, please tell me what to do next." All my affection for Lao Ya was beaten by his words.

This old bald donkey seemed to him that there was nothing between people except that they could be used and could not be used.

Jinghai also saw that I was impatient, curled his lips and said, "You shake your pocket hard, shake the rats inside and then release them. Then you can follow them wherever they run."

I really disgusted with this old girl and didn't bother to ask more questions. I grabbed my pocket and shook it hard for a while, and poured out the mouse in my pocket with my backhand.

The mouse was shaken to death, but once it landed, it still wanted to escape by relying on its instinct to survive.

Seeing a few mice staggeringly running in the same direction, I hurriedly followed.

When he arrived at the last corner of the cemetery, Jinghai suddenly pointed at a tombstone, "It's here!"

I glanced at him, and after I walked around the tombstone, I saw a few mice trying hard to dig holes down the back of the tombstone.

"Stop looking, they're useless."

Jinghai pointed to the tombstone and said, "Open it."

Looking in the direction of his finger, I immediately sucked my teeth.

There is a stone slab covering the tombstone. As long as you are not stupid, you will know what the lower head is.

Then the fuck is the one who released the dead ashes!

"Do you have a bottom line?" I said annoyed, "You actually want me to dig a grave?"

Jinghai glanced at me, "What are you anxious about? Don't you look at who this grave belongs to?"

I was stunned. I saw the words on the tombstone clearly and couldn't help but be stunned again.

"Xue Ruizhi..." Why do you seem to have heard of this name somewhere?

Jinghai rolled his eyelids and said vaguely: "One day, if the Xu family has a queen, he is a male, so he is called Xu Fu'an; if he is a girl, he is called..."

I was shocked.

No wonder I think this name is familiar, Xu Ruizhi... isn't it the first name mentioned in the three "family letters" left by my grandfather!

"Digging your own grave is not moral, right?" Jinghai looked at me with a squint, "I really admire your old man for being able to arrange it to such a level. If there is still someone in the world who can fight against the Buddha, he would probably be the only one."

My mind was in a mess, and I didn't have to think too much, so I immediately pried open the stone slab, but there was a white porcelain urn inside.

Once you hold the jar in your hand, you feel something is wrong.

Apart from the weight of the jar itself, there is nothing inside the avatar.

Yes, I am a male member of the Xu family. There is no such person as Xu Ruizhi in the world, so how can I have ashes?

Jinghai looked around and whispered: "It's getting late, hurry up and restore the stone slabs to their original state. Let's leave first!"

Walking out of the cemetery, Jinghai seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "Hey, it's finally smoother than I thought."

Then he beat him up and said proudly: "Everything is early or late. Haha, I'm afraid the old guy who hid this thing never expected that the thing would fall into your hands so early."

I suddenly realized it, then frowned and said, "What should I do now?"

I can't run around with a urn, right?

Jinghai smiled and said, "You say this is an urn. Do you think, besides the cemetery, where is the most urns in it?"

I was stunned and followed his evil gaze. Through the moat, I saw a familiar figure in a shop on the corner of the street on the other side of the street, unloading the door panel.
Chapter completed!