Chapter 147 Seven-Star Soul-Locking Nail
Half an hour later, everyone drove to the Yang family's ancestral tomb in the suburbs.
"Master Li, this is where my father is buried," said Yang Shuo.
Master Jiang raised his hand and pointed at the grave. Looking at the evil aura rising into the sky, his fingers trembled slightly, "This, this, this is terrible! No wonder your old man turned into a ghost!"
Yang Shuo is an ordinary person, so naturally he can't see anything.
It felt like it was a scorching summer day with the sun shining brightly overhead, yet standing here I could feel a biting chill. I subconsciously asked, "Master Jiang, what's so strange?"
"The evil energy on this grave is so strong that it reaches the sky. It can be seen how much resentment your old man has." Master Jiang Tianshi replied.
"This..." Yang Shuo was speechless and didn't know what to say.
Li Zhi raised his fair chin and said, "Alright, Mr. Yang, let's start digging."
"Okay, Master Li." Yang Shuo responded, raised his hand and waved, signaling the people behind him with tools to start digging the grave.
Several people responded, walked forward, surrounded the grave and started digging.
Li Zhi withdrew his gaze, walked to the shade of the tree and stood there.
Xie Tingzhou glanced at Li Yanjing, who was being held by Xianyue, and walked over with her. He said, "Could the master he invited be the same one who was raising the corpse at the bottom of the sea?"
Li Zhi narrowed her eyes slightly, "It's not impossible. I'll ask after the matter is resolved."
"It's understandable that he wants to raise corpses. He wants to use them for his own benefit. But in this matter, what's the reason for doing this? Is there any benefit for him?" Xie Tingzhou slowly expressed the doubts in his heart.
Li Zhi crossed her arms, her slender white fingers casually tapping them. "I don't know for now. Maybe the other party just enjoys doing this kind of evil."
Xie Tingzhou nodded and said nothing more.
After a long time, the red coffin finally appeared.
"Master Li, we dug it out!"
Upon hearing this, Li Zhi walked over and her eyes fell on the seven black nails nailed to the coffin in the deep pit. Sure enough, as she expected, the problem was with the nails.
"Master Li, is there any problem with this nail?" asked Master Jiang Tianshi.
"This is not an ordinary nail, it is a Seven-Star Soul-Locking Nail." Li Zhi replied.
A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Tianshi's eyes. He only knew about the Soul-Suppressing Nail, but this was the first time he heard of the Soul-Locking Nail. "Seven-Star Soul-Locking Nail?"
Li Zhi nodded, "That's right, the old man's soul is locked by these seven soul-locking nails, preventing him from reincarnating normally."
"Although he said he was willing to die, he was still afraid when he actually faced death. He must have some resentment in his heart."
"Add to that the soul-locking nails that gather negative energy, the red-painted coffin, and the timing of the burial, and it will exacerbate his resentment, causing him to lose his mind and turn into a fierce ghost."
Master Jiang Tianshi nodded, "I see."
Li Zhi nodded, raised his hand and used his spiritual power to directly get the coffin out of the deep pit.
Li Zhi gently placed the coffin on the ground, and when she closed her five fingers, the seven soul-locking nails were automatically pulled out from the coffin lid. With a whoosh, they all flew towards her palm and hovered above.
The next second, the seven soul nails were suddenly engulfed by a ball of flame, and then disappeared without a trace, leaving no trace at all.
Yang Shuo and others witnessed the whole process and were so shocked that their jaws dropped. Now they truly saw how powerful she was and dared not neglect her anymore.
Li Zhi ignored the looks they gave her, raised her hand and waved it again, lifting the coffin lid off.
A stench of corpses hit my nose straight to the top of my head.
Mrs. Yang had never smelled such a smell before. She turned her head away, covered her nose and started to retch, not even daring to look at what was inside the coffin.
Yang Shuo endured the stench of the corpse and looked into the coffin. He saw that his father's body had already rotted and maggots were wriggling on it.
The old man's eyes were ferocious, his eyeballs bulged out, and his mouth was slightly open. It was obvious that he died with his eyes open.
Yang Shuo looked at the inner wall of the coffin, which was covered with scratches.
He looked at the coffin lid on the ground again, which was also covered with scratches.
It can be seen how scared the old man was when he was waiting for death, and how much he wanted to save himself and climb out of the coffin.
Yang Shuo's eyes were red, and he knelt down beside the coffin with a thud. His face was full of regret, and he put his hands on the coffin and cried, "Dad! I'm sorry for you! I've hurt you!"
Yang Shuo's son also knelt down, "Grandpa..."
At this moment, a cold wind suddenly blew.
Li Zhi raised her eyelids and her gaze fell on the old man who appeared behind Yang Shuo and his son.
Because he had pulled out the seven soul-locking nails, the resentment that was forced upon him gradually dissipated, his soul turned back to its normal white color, and he also regained his original sanity.
It seems that there is no need for her to perform any salvation anymore.
Although the old man passed away with a lot of resentment, he was kind-hearted. Now that he sees his son regretting and realizing that he was wrong, and his grandson is alive and well, his anger has naturally subsided.
After all, the dead cannot be resurrected, so it is useless to worry about those things that are useless.
Besides, he had lived long enough.
Looking into Li Zhi's eyes, the old man knew that it was she who saved him and the family, and he immediately bowed to her.
Li Zhi nodded slightly and said softly, "Go."
The old man looked at his children and grandchildren again, then disappeared from the spot.
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After taking care of the old man's funeral, closing his coffin and burying him back in the ground, everyone returned the same way.
When they returned to the Yang family, Li Zhi looked up at Yang Shuo, who had calmed down a bit, and asked, "What's the name of this master you invited, and what are his characteristics?"
A trace of hatred flashed across Yang Shuo's eyes. It was that bastard master who had deceived him and caused him to kill his father. "I only know his last name is Huo, and that he looks very ordinary, without any special features. He looks to be in his thirties."
"Where did you invite him from?" Li Zhi asked again.
"A friend of mine recommended him to me. He said he's very capable. My friend's company was struggling, and he suspected it might be a feng shui issue. He asked him to look into it and fix it." Yang Shuo paused, then continued, "Since then, my friend's business has really taken off in the past six months, and it's only getting better and better."
Li Zhi raised an eyebrow imperceptibly. "So after your old man started making trouble, you didn't contact him?"
Yang Shuo never doubted that man until his father's ghost started to haunt him. After all, his son's fever did go away that day and he got better after doing what he said.
"I contacted him right away, but he told me he was out of town and had something else on his plate and couldn't come back for the time being, so he told me to find another master to solve the problem."
Li Zhi raised her chin slightly and said, "Call him now."
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