House Management Chapter 511: Grave head nail
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In front of this tomb, there are many green pine trees, and the green pine trees are slightly swinging. This season, there is unavoidable wind and grass on the mountain. But such a strong cool breeze is obviously not proportional.
Zhang Yu turned his head to look at Wen Qiong, Wen Qiong also felt a little cold, and tied the collar of his coat with his hands.
Zhang Yu deliberately asked: "Whose grave is here, the wind is quite strong?"
On the way here, almost everyone has the surname Pan, and the owner of this tomb is no exception. His name is "Pan Changjun".
"It's my husband, the wind here is indeed quite strong, it seems to be a vent." Wen Qiong said.
In the eyes of most people, it is because the windy place is likely to be a wind vent. Apart from this explanation, there is no other reason.
But they often do not notice that the surrounding wind and grass are not proportional to the strength of the wind.
"Your husband is Pan Yun's father?" Zhang Yu asked nonsense.
"Yes." Wen Qiong nodded naturally.
Zhang Yu wondered in his heart that he once gave Pan Yun a fortune, and Pan Yun's father is still alive. If this grave belongs to Pan Yun's father, is he miscalculating, or is there something wrong with the person lying inside? .
Naturally, he would not speak clearly, but took two steps forward and looked at the grave carefully.
The burial mound is very large, and the marble surrounding it is so neat and heavy despite the baptism of years.
On the tomb bag, there are specially planted green grass, which is even more green when the spring flowers bloom.
Zhang Yu thought there was a problem here. He stepped up the steps and came to the tombstone. Although most of the tombs have grave head winds on the whole mountain, he did not say which one is so heavy.
Feng Shui affects the air transport, makes the Yin house restless, and creates a wind in the grave, but the wind should never be so strong, there must be another article in it.
Zhang Yu once visited the grave of Shen Yu's father Duan Keyang, and there was also a wind on the grave at that time, indicating that the house was restless. Sure enough, the funeral stuff was stolen, and there was an unexpected guest inside.
But the tomb wind here is much stronger than that in Duan Keyang. This is no ordinary restlessness.
Zhang Yu doesn't doubt that the bottom will be empty, because if it is empty, there can be no grave wind. There is no owner, and he makes a fuss. Moreover, it could not be caused by the robbery of the tomb, so Zhang Yu's first look was not from the back, but above the tomb.
He separated the grass on it and examined it carefully.
This move made Wen Qiong very puzzled, and asked curiously: "What are you looking for?"
"Just take a look." Zhang Yu said in his mouth, already beginning to feel everything here with his heart and eyes.
In addition to the strong wind on the tomb head, there is also a formation above the tomb head.
Yes, it's a nine palace formation.
"Any knife or something?" Zhang Yu suddenly looked at that Xiaoxia.
Xiaoxia didn't make a sound, but looked at Wen Qiong on the side, and Wen Qiong said directly: "Give him if you have it."
"Yes." Xiaoxia immediately took out a dagger from her body and handed it to Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu has long noticed that Xiaoxia seems to be a female classmate, but she is a practicing family, and she might have a knife on her body.
He took the dagger from Xiao Xia's hand, and Xiao Xia retreated consciously.
Zhang Yu took the dagger and dug it in the direction of the nine palaces. Soon, he dug out a steel nail that could be twenty centimeters long from the soil.
As soon as he saw this, Zhang Yu nodded lightly, not wrong with what he thought.
Wen Qiong was surprised, and asked in surprise: "What is this?"
"Grave head nail." Zhang Yu said directly.
"Grave head nail?" Wen Qiong was obviously puzzled, and asked curiously: "Why is there such a thing on the grave and what is it for?"
"One grave head nail can make the deceased Jiuquan uneasy. Three grave head nails can make the descendants of the deceased never turn over. Nine grave head nails can cut off the children and grandchildren under the grave." Zhang Yu said in his mouth and used a dagger. Continue to dig, and then dug out another steel nail of the same length.
"This, this" After listening to Zhang Yu's explanation, Wen Qiong was already shocked.
She watched with her own eyes, Zhang Yu dug out nine steel nails from the grass.
As soon as the nine grave head nails came out, the head wind of the grave became obviously smaller, and it was no longer so shady.
"Why is this? Who did it?" Wen Qiong said in horror.
"I don't know about that. Auntie, do you know anyone who has such a deep hatred with your husband?" Zhang Yu took the grave head nail and walked back to Wen Qiong, and handed back the dagger to Xiaoxia.
Wen Qiong frowned and shook his head, and said: "My husband was only in business when he was alive. Even if he had a festival with people in the business field, it shouldn't be considered a big grudge."
Zhang Yu nodded lightly and said: "In fact, even if it is the hatred of killing his father and the hatred of taking his wife, he must know how powerful the grave nails are to do such things."
He just said casually, not wanting Wen Qiong's face to suddenly change color, as if he was thinking of something.
Zhang Yu took a look and asked, "Auntie, did you think of someone?"
"No." Wen Qiong immediately shook his head.
On this stall, footsteps sounded below, as if someone was coming up.
Sure enough, Xiaoxia is well-trained and has a keen insight. She turned around first and asked: "Who?"
Wen Qiong immediately turned around when he heard the words, and Zhang Yu also looked down.
I saw an old man who could be seventy years old slowly coming up on crutches. The old man was a burly figure. He didn't seem to have trouble with his legs and feet. He was just worried about slipping when he went up the mountain. Hearing the shout, the old man raised his head and asked, "Who is it?"
"Uncle, why are you here?" Wen Qiong saw it clearly now, walked forward a few steps, and said politely.
Seeing Wen Qiong, the old man was stunned for a moment and said: "Didn't you just go back the day before yesterday? Why are you back again."
"I dreamed of Changjun last night, so I missed it, so I came to have a look again." Wen Qiong said peacefully.
"Oh." The old man nodded lightly and said, "Changjun can find a wife like you, it can be considered as a repair in a few lifetimes."
"This is what I should have done." Wen Qiong said.
Zhang Yu can see that this old man shouldn't be waiting. Actually think about it, this is Wen Qiong's in-laws, who is Wen Qiong, can she marry a bad husband?
He didn't have much curiosity about the old man's identity, and he was more thinking about who could insert nine grave head nails in Pan Changjun's grave.
When he was just speaking, Wen Qiong's face changed obviously, she must have thought of something.
Zhang Yu muttered in his heart, "I just said something, so that her reaction is so big, even if it is the hatred of killing the father, the hatred of the wife, the hatred of the father, the hatred of the wife"
Thinking of this, Zhang Yu turned his head again unconsciously and looked at Pan Changjun for a minute.
When "Ah" turned his head, there was a sudden scream in the distance.
Listening to the sound, it is very stern, not close here. Zhang Yu heard the voice and said immediately: "I will go over and see."
After speaking, he ran in the direction of the call.
Zhang Yu runs very fast, even if he doesn't use the magic vest, he is much faster than ordinary people. When I was young, I used to go up the mountain and didn't care about the mountain road, just like on the main road.
After a while, he came to a vegetable field. I saw a young man in his twenties lying next to the vegetable field, and no one else. A few steps came to the young man's side, looking down, surprised him immediately.