Chapter 100 Raising a Little Ghost
The excavation work started at noon. After a few hours, several bodyguards were so tired that their faces turned pale and their hands were covered with blisters.
"Master Cai, how much longer are we going to have to dig? We can't hold on any longer."
One of the bodyguards wiped the sweat from his face and said breathlessly.
Upon hearing this, Cai Yangqiu walked by and looked over.
"Hmm...Looking at the depth, it should be about right."
Then Cai Yangqiu bent down again, scooped a handful of soil from the pit, put it in front of his nose and smelled it.
"You can stop now, we are already within the dragon's acupoint range."
Cai Yangqiu smiled.
Upon hearing this, several bodyguards felt relieved and fell to the ground with their legs spread out.
"Did Master Cai dig it up?!"
Huang Jianlin hurried over upon hearing this.
"That's right, this is the True Dragon Wangxue. Boss Huang, have you brought everything you need?"
Cai Yangqiu nodded and said.
"Of course! Master, I've remembered everything you said. Xiao Liu, go get the things for me!"
Burying the roots and erecting a monument for oneself is not about burying the body, but something else.
The person's underwear, hair, and nails that need to be buried should be burned together. After they are all turned into black ash, two drops of one's own tears are mixed in. After the mixture is put into a bronze bottle, it is buried in the dragon's xue, and the burial of the root is completed.
The days ahead will surely be filled with blessings and good fortune.
Immediately afterwards, Huang Jianlin completed the task step by step according to Cai Yangqiu's instructions, and finally a small bronze bottle was placed in the center of the dragon's acupoint.
"All is well, fill it up."
"What are you standing there for? Didn't you hear what Master Cai said? Fill the soil quickly!"
Huang Jianlin roared, and several bodyguards quickly shoveled down and completely buried Long Xue.
When the dragon's acupoint was filled and everything was restored to normal, Cai Yangqiu spoke again:
"Erect a monument!"
Huang Jianlin glanced at his men upon hearing this, and then four strong men brought over the tombstone Huang Jianlin had prepared in advance.
The bright red characters on the tombstone are very eye-catching: Huang Jianlin’s Tomb.
After the tombstone was erected, Cai Yangqiu smiled with relief:
"It's done, Boss Huang. The burial roots have been established. From now on, your fortune will become stronger day by day, and Yida Group will surely reach its peak."
"But there is one thing you need to remember, Boss Huang. On the fifteenth day of every month at midnight, you must come here to worship yourself and burn some paper money to ensure the burial root effect is maximized."
"Okay, okay, I got it! I'll definitely keep Master Cai's words in mind!"
Looking at his own tombstone in front of him, Huang Jianlin did not feel scared but excited.
The secret method has been mastered, and it is just around the corner for Yida Group to become a leading company in the future!
"Go back, Boss Huang. You've been busy all day and it's time to take a break. If you're worried about this place, just arrange for someone to keep an eye on it 24 hours a day."
Cai Yangqiu said.
"I'm not worried about this place, I'm worried about being alone."
Huang Jianlin frowned.
Cai Yangqiu smiled slightly when he heard this:
"Boss Huang is worried about that kid named Yuan, right? Don't worry, he won't live for many days."
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A few hours later, they returned to Qingyang City. After saying goodbye to Huang Jianlin, Cai Yangqiu walked out of the Yida Group Building alone.
It was already past eight in the evening. Cai Yangqiu looked around and walked into a dark alley. He took out his phone and sent a text message to someone named Huang Aoqing:
"It's done. I'll wait for you at the Ganhao Hotel at ten o'clock."
After the text message was sent, Cai Yangqiu smiled sinisterly and disappeared into the darkness.
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At that time, it was in a detached villa in the suburbs of Qingyang City.
A dark brown Buddha statue that looks like a child stands quietly in the main hall, with two candles lit beside it, emitting a dim yellow light. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is not an ordinary Buddha statue, but a Kumantong!
Huang Aoqing was wearing a black long dress, kneeling on a cushion and kowtowed three times slowly towards the front.
Kumantong is a thing unique to the outside world. It is also called "Golden Boy" or "Buddha Boy" and is made of different materials in the shape of a child.
If properly supported, the Kumantong can bring good luck, wealth, health and other blessings to the owner without any backlash.
After bowing, Huang Aoqing closed her eyes slightly and kept muttering something. At this moment, her mobile phone suddenly rang with a text message alert.
"It's done. I'll wait for you at the Ganhao Hotel at ten o'clock."
After reading this, Huang Aoqing suddenly sneered.
"You really don't care about the life and death of your own flesh and blood. You deserve it, Dad."
After a burst of sneering, Huang Aoqing went straight upstairs and started to wash and change clothes.
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Ten o'clock in the evening, room 701 of Ganhao Hotel.
Cai Yangqiu was wearing a bathrobe and looked at the small whip in his hand with a wicked smile on his face.
"Knock, knock, knock."
Just then, there was a knock on the door. When the door opened, Huang Aoqing, wearing black hot pants and high heels, looked at Cai Yangqiu with a charming smile on her face.
"Ms. Huang, you've kept me waiting for so long!"
Cai Yangqiu gave a lewd smile and immediately pulled Huang Aoqing over to hug her.
"Hey? Don't worry, are you sure you have finished everything?"
Huang Aoqing stretched out her little hand and pressed Cai Yangqiu's chest, then asked.
"Could there be any problem with my action? I just came back from Xiyou Mountain tonight, and everything is going according to my plan."
"As for the rest, just wait and see."
Cai Yangqiu smiled confidently.
"Master Cai is Master Cai, and his work is reassuring."
"Poor old dad, I'm afraid he's still at home getting carried away, haha."
Huang Aoqing sneered repeatedly.
"By the way, how is Miss Huang's Kumantong offering going?"
Cai Yangqiu suddenly asked.
"I have done everything according to your instructions, and have offered my worship devoutly every day, without making any mistakes."
Huang Aoqing said without hesitation.
Cai Yangqiu nodded upon hearing this and continued:
"Once our plan is complete, Miss Huang, your fortune will reach its peak. At that time, you must quickly arrange the next host for the Kumantong, otherwise there will be the danger of backlash."
"Backlash? How can offering sacrifices to the Kumantong cause backlash?!"
Huang Aoqing's expression changed.
"An authentic Kumantong, known as the 'Buddha Boy', is a sacred object with a history of hundreds of years. If properly cared for, the Kumantong can bring good luck, wealth, health and other blessings to its owner without causing any backlash."
"But the problem is that the Kumantong you are offering is not a pure Kumantong. A pure Kumantong requires an enlightened master to enter the fourth dimension and invite the soul of a child who was aborted or died accidentally to become a Kumantong. If the soul is rejected, the caster will not force it."
"But in this Dharma-Ending Age, there are only a handful of people in this world who have this ability. Even I can't do it."
"So, the Kumantong you are supporting now, to put it another way, is to raise a little ghost."
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