Chapter 3532 My daughter is missing

The discovery of nine pottery jars here was truly an unexpected find.

I was wondering why there are always deaths in the He Family Ancestral Hall. It must be related to these pottery jars.

But then again, the person who set up this magic circle must have a high level of attainment in Feng Shui.

Because this formation is very clever, it is a dynamic feng shui, a formation that uses the "changes in the phases of the moon" to arrange.

It is better to say that it is a kind of evil rather than a magic circle, the evil of the moon phase cycle.

I calculated the date and today is the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, which is also the night of the full moon. The old man surnamed He in the village should have gone to the ancestral hall to commit suicide on the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar every month.

Thinking of this, I looked at Boss He and asked in a deep voice, "Boss He, is it true that one elderly person with the surname He dies every month in your village?"

After hearing what I asked, Boss He, who had barely managed to hold back his vomiting, wiped the filth from the corner of his mouth and thought carefully: "It seems like one person dies every month. If you hadn't told me, I really wouldn't have thought of this. It should be this time of year that one person dies every month."

After getting confirmation from Boss He, I became even more confident in my calculations.

This Feng Shui master is so smart that he actually set up such a Feng Shui layout.

The nine pottery urns hanging in the cellar are the Nine Star Soul-Taking Formation, which means that nine people must commit suicide in the ancestral hall.

And they are all elders in the village with the surname He.

But why did the Feng Shui master do this?

I couldn't figure out his thoughts for a while.

But now I have verified one thing, that is, someone is indeed tampering with the He family, but it is not aimed at Boss He, but at everyone in Hejia Village.

This hatred is huge.

Just as I was thinking about this, Boss He couldn't stand it anymore: "Master Wu, let's go out. It stinks here. I can't even open my eyes."

I nodded. "Don't worry. We haven't finished dealing with the issues here yet. We need to take down the pottery jars hanging in the cellar, destroy them outside, and bury them. Otherwise, someone in the village will commit suicide in the ancestral hall."

Helplessly, Boss He could only help me take down the ceramic jars hanging in the cellar one by one and hand them to the fat boy who was hanging there.

As for the pottery jar that Boss He broke, I directly used a fire talisman to burn it to ashes.

Afterwards, the fat guy on top pulled Boss He and me up.

Finally, they breathed some fresh air. After Boss He came up, he was still retching.

Xiaopang placed the pottery jars on the cellar. When we came up, he asked me with a smile, "Xiaojie, there is an unexpected gain. Are all the pottery jars filled with treasures? Let me open them and have a look..."

“Don’t open it, don’t open it… I just opened one and it already stinks…” Boss He was horrified and hurried forward to stop it.

Xiaopang then stopped. If the door was opened, the whole ancestral hall would stink.

"Find a deserted place and smash these pottery jars, then bury them all. Boss He, find a place for them." I looked at Boss He.

"There is an open space behind the ancestral hall. We can go there."

After a pause, Boss He continued, "Master Wu, what kind of wicked person is this, putting these things in our He family ancestral hall?"

"I don't know either. You have to ask someone. I think this ancestral hall seems to have been renovated. Maybe those people did something when they were renovating your ancestral hall. Let's destroy these things first."

As I said that, I called the two of them to take the remaining eight pottery jars out of the ancestral hall. In a small woods behind the ancestral hall, I took out a hoe from the Dragon-Tiger Mirror and asked Xiaopang to dig a hole.

At this time, Boss He became a curious baby and kept staring at me.

"Master Wu, where did you get this hoe from? I didn't see you holding a hoe just now."

"I have a magic tool that can hold a lot of things..." I explained patiently.

Boss He was immediately surprised: "You still have this thing, do you want to sell it?"

I was really speechless. Even if I sold it to him, he wouldn't be able to use it. The Dragon-Tiger Mirror requires spiritual power to activate.

"For sale. Boss He wants to buy it?" I looked at him with a smile.

Boss He nodded: "Name your price."

"One billion." I asked directly for a huge sum.

"It's a bit expensive, but it's worth it." Boss He muttered.

I was really speechless that he actually wanted to buy it.

Xiaopang picked up the hoe and worked hard. In about half an hour, he had dug a big hole.

We threw all the pottery jars into the pit and smashed them all.

The eight pottery jars broke together, and the stench that came out was simply indescribable.

Fortunately, before the stench could completely dissipate, I cast another fire talisman and burned all the rotten meat in the pottery jar, and the stench was not so obvious anymore.

Then, Xiaopang swung his hoe and buried all the broken pottery jars.

Those ceramic jars should contain hearts, but I'm not sure whether they are human or animal hearts.

The main thing is that the meat has already rotted and is impossible to tell.

After Xiaopang buried all the pottery jars, I looked at the night sky and it should be around ten o'clock in the evening.

So I said to Boss He, "Boss He, go ask the elders in the village tomorrow who has moved the ancestral hall in the village in the past six months."

"Okay, Master Wu, I'll go ask early tomorrow morning." Boss He responded quickly.

Just after he finished saying this, Boss He's cell phone suddenly rang. He took out his cell phone and answered it. Just after he said a word, his face changed: "What's going on? Where did she go?"

Immediately afterwards, Boss He hung up the phone and hurriedly walked towards the old house.

Xiaopang and I were both confused and quickly chased after him.

"Boss He, what happened?" I asked.

"My daughter is missing!" Boss He jogged along, crying as he said this.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered that Boss He had told me before that in their Hejia Village, not only had several elderly people died in the ancestral hall, but some young girls also went missing and could not be found.

Boss He was worried that his daughter was also lost.

"Don't worry, when did it happen?" I asked as I walked.

"At around nine o'clock, my daughter felt sleepy and went back to her room to sleep. Her brother He Peng came to look for his sister, but after knocking on the door for a long time, no one answered. He Peng pushed the door open and saw that his sister was not in the room at all. Her cell phone was placed on the bedside, but she could not be found." Boss He was very anxious.

There must be something strange about this, so the three of us jogged all the way to Boss He's old house.