Chapter 485: Corpse Transformation
The angry eyes of the entire audience fell on him.
Fu Wei hurriedly waved his hands: "It's none of my business! It was all the idea of that Taoist priest and his wife! I, I know nothing!" He turned to Jiang Xu, his voice trembling, "Master Jiang, now the bones have been dug out, you see..."
"Cremation and burial." Jiang Xu said calmly, "Also, the feng shui of this neighborhood needs to be changed."
"The trees need to be replanted," she pointed lightly at a few spots. "Peach trees need to be planted in these areas to ward off evil spirits. A hot spring should be built in the southeast corner, and the central square should be transformed into an activity center to attract people."
When Fu Wei heard that these were just the requirements, he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly: "I will definitely do it! I will definitely do it!"
Jiang Xu chuckled. "It's not that simple. We need to set up a rebirth array to liberate the souls of the deceased. But most importantly, we need a magical instrument to serve as the center of the array and suppress them."
She spoke and mentioned a few names, all of which were antiques of great value.
Fu Wei's heart was bleeding when he heard this, but in order to protect himself and the community, he could only grit his teeth and agree: "I'll do it right away."
He immediately made a phone call, and not long after, someone brought some magical tools.
Jiang Xu placed the magic weapons in several directions.
If someone could see, they would be able to see that the resentment and evil spirits floating around the entire community were gradually being attracted by the magic circle and continuously converging towards the center of the magic circle.
In an instant, everyone felt as if an invisible pressure had disappeared, breathing became much easier, and even the air became a little fresher.
Fu Wei also breathed a sigh of relief and laughed.
This Master Jiang looks young, but unexpectedly, he is really capable.
He nodded and bowed to Jiang Xu, flattering her to the utmost. "Master Jiang is indeed worthy of his reputation. He is as kind as a fairy from heaven. If I had known about Master Jiang earlier, my subordinates would not have believed the Taoist's slander... If I have trouble in the future, I wonder if Master Jiang can..."
Jiang Xu gave him a cold look, half smiling, "Let's talk about the future later. You should focus more on how to explain Zheng Ling to the police."
"This is none of my business. It's all the people below who act on their own..."
Jiang Xu: "Then was the arrangement of a secret marriage for Fu Xiwen also done by one of your subordinates?"
"The Taoist priest you hired must not have told you that if the formation is tampered with, not only will everyone in the community be buried with you, but you too will be killed."
Fu Wei was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile. He didn't seem unhappy at all about being turned down. Instead, he nodded and bowed in agreement.
Anyway, the problem has been solved by Jiang Xu, so she can say whatever she wants.
It was the Zheng family who took action against Zheng Ling at the beginning, and he did not intervene personally.
If the police want to take action against him, do they think that the legal affairs of the Fu family are vegetarians?
Jiang Yue felt sick at the sight of him showing that he didn't take the police seriously at all.
The scum who can use his own son to marry a female ghost should be struck by lightning.
He is threatening his sister with thousands of lives and wants to get close to her. What a wishful thinking.
Jiang Yue gritted his teeth in hatred, but even he didn't expect retribution to come so quickly.
In less than half an hour, news came that Fu Wei had died in a car accident.
His wife was at home and reportedly simply walked down the stairs and fell to her death for unknown reasons.
Shao Meixia even dived into the sink in the public toilet and suffocated to death.
Jiang Yue was a little surprised.
Didn't her sister just solve the problem in the community? How come...
Jiang Xu sneered, his eyes slightly cold.
She never said she wanted to save Fu Wei.
He committed many evil deeds throughout his life and brought disaster to the world when he was alive. Even Yama Palace would be unwilling to accept him after his death, and even the eighteen levels of hell would find him too dirty.
The news spread quickly, and no one felt anything at all; instead, they felt it was very gratifying.
The news that Mr. Fu built a residential complex in Caishikou, buried people alive, and used his own son to arrange a ghost marriage had spread everywhere.
It's a blessing for this scum to die so easily.
…
On the other side, Aunt Yan witnessed Jiang Xu's power with her own eyes, and the heavy stone in her heart finally fell to the ground. She finally slept the most peaceful sleep in such a long time.
But he was suddenly awakened by a noise in the middle of the night. When he heard the familiar voice, he shuddered all over, as if a basin of cold water was poured on his head, and the color on his face faded away in an instant.
here we go again!
Why?
Didn’t Master Jiang just check the feng shui of the community and solve all the problems?
She hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, and quietly got up, tiptoed to her son's room, and gently pushed the door open a crack.
I saw my son was awake in the middle of the night, his hands were covered in blood, and he was lying on the table, scribbling something on the paper.
Hearing the voice, the son slowly turned his head, and a strange smile appeared on his pale face.
"Ah!" Aunt Yan trembled all over, her legs went weak, and she fell to the ground.
Suddenly, she didn't know where she got the strength from, picked up the small stool next to her, and smashed it hard on the head.
Her eyes were red, her hands and feet were cold, and she shouted with all her might, "Get out! Get out of my son's body! You filthy thing!"
"Come at me if you have anything to say! Don't touch my son!"
…
Early the next morning, Jiang Xu received a message from Tu Xiaoxiang.
"Master, a resident of the Haoting community came to visit and said she felt an evil spirit was haunting her son in the community."
"Not cleaned up?" Jiang Xu frowned slightly.
Intuition is unlikely.
She set up the formation herself, so there shouldn't be any omissions.
Jiang Yue also found it incredible.
Her sister has taken action personally, how could there be any evil spirit who dares to commit crimes against the wind?
Jiang Xu replied to Tu Xiaoxiang, asking Aunt Yan to go home so that she could go there and take a look in person.
As soon as Jiang Xu entered Aunt Yan's house, he smelled a faint smell of blood.
Aunt Yan's face was haggard. When she saw Jiang Xu, she couldn't help crying: "Master Jiang, please save my son!"
She sobbed and recounted all the abnormalities she had seen in her son last night and before, such as his strange behavior, his face as pale as paper, the smell of blood in the room, his fear of light, and his love for meat and blood.
"Master Jiang, I...my son has been possessed by some evil spirit, or he is already dead and his body has turned into a zombie..." Aunt Yan was trembling all over and burst into tears at the end of her speech.
"Aunt Yan, don't get excited yet. I'll go take a look."
Jiang Xu glanced around the room and finally landed on his son's face on the bed. The corners of his mouth twitched rarely.
She sighed: "Aunt Yan, don't worry, your son is not a zombie... He is just heartbroken."
Aunt Yan:? ?
"Have you read what he wrote?" Jiang Xu pointed to the cabinet beside him.
Aunt Yan looked bewildered, still a little dazed.
Jiang Yue walked forward curiously and opened the cabinet, and a bloody smell hit his nose.
"Aunt Yan, these seem to be filled with... well, love poems, and they're quite passionate."
Good guy, "write poems for you, stand still for you, do the impossible for you~"
The young man is quite infatuated.
Love poems written in blood.
Aunt Yan opened her mouth and said in a dry voice: "He doesn't eat or drink, and he eats from the trash can at night..."
Jiang Yue: "For you, I turned into a werewolf. For you, I became crazy~"
Jiang Xu: ...
"Because his ex-girlfriend disliked his fatness..."
The young man went on a hunger strike to lose weight, but at night...
As the saying goes, salad in the morning, salad at noon, and the chicken is killed in the evening.
Aunt Yan: ...
At this time, Aunt Yan's son on the bed slowly opened his eyes and looked at Aunt Yan and the others. He felt a dull pain in his head: "No, Mom, what's this? Why did you hit me for no reason?"
Aunt Yan's face turned pale and blue, and she suddenly picked up the broom in the corner: "You little bastard! You acted like a ghost at home and scared your mother to death! I really thought you turned into a zombie!"
"Hit you? I can't kill you!"
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