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The root of the Li family is in Xicheng. Li Tiancheng learned Fengshui layout from his father Li Xinde. He is amazingly talented and is praised and loved by his father. As Li Xinde grows old, the young genius Li Tiancheng also gradually emerges.

Li Tiancheng was invited to build houses for many celebrities, and his reputation gradually rose.

Five years ago, at the invitation of the current emperor, he brought his family and lived in the capital.

At that time, Chen Bingchun was on the rise in the imperial court, formed a party for personal gain; his business was booming, and he wooed desperadoes from all corners of the country.The height of the temple and the distance of the rivers and lakes have their place, the network of relationships is dense, and the spirit is high.

On this day, a group of crazy bureaucrats who came back from the hunting banquet ran rampant on the long street, and the laughter echoed in the night.

"Don't you want something exciting?" The complacent Chen Bingchun was teetering on his horse because of drunkenness, and the strong horse was covered with prey he shot.

"What's new about Chen Hongren! Hahaha!" All the officials laughed and echoed.

"What's so exciting about hunting animals!" Chen Bingchun was drunk and smiled. He picked up his longbow and pointed it at the pedestrians on the side of the road. "I want a hunter!"

Yujian flew away with the sound of breaking the wind!

The sharp arrow pierced the flesh!The old man in his seventies was knocked to the ground by this force and died on the spot!

And this [-]-year-old man is Li Tiancheng's father, Li Xinde.

Chen Bingchun had no scruples at all and was indifferent to this matter. He didn't even know who the person he killed was, let alone feel ashamed.

The officials pressed again and again, and the matter was left alone.

Li Tiancheng has no power in the court, and the emperor's favor on him is also limited. Compared with the courtiers who form cliques, he is weak and powerless.

After two years.Chen Bingchun, who was already wanton, became even more lawless.There are countless victims' families, and the ill-gotten gains made him very rich, and the number of court officials who were bribed continued unabated.

At that time, Li Qingshuang was not lame, her voice was as sweet as a silver bell, she liked to sing softly, and was praised by others.

Married to an upright and pure Confucian student, the two have a deep love between husband and wife.

Confucian scholars obtained fame and fame through examinations, obtained official positions, and lived a simple and happy life.

One day, Li Qingshuang met two girls for an outing.The scenery in the mountains is as beautiful as the three girls, singing along the way.

Chen Bingchun, who was passing by, heard the singing, saw Yiren goodbye, and became interested in seeing her.They arrested three girls and forced them to submit. The drugs were not effective, and the two girls were poisoned to death on the spot. Li Qingshuang survived, but her throat was severely damaged, her mouth was full of blood, and her legs were broken when she tried to escape.

Chen Bingchun didn't know the severity, Li Qingshuang went into shock, Chen Bingchun thought she was dead, so he left, Li Qingshuang was lucky to save his life.

Li Tiancheng was furious!

It was Chen Bingchun again.

Reporting to officials is useless, and meeting the emperor is fruitless.

Li Qingshuang's husband went to the court to no avail.

Li Tiancheng watched the fragrance disappear, and his daughter who wanted to commit suicide every day fell into endless torture.

Li Qingshuang's husband joined the faction that opposed Chen Bingchun in the factional dispute, but he died of injustice in prison in the vortex.

Li Tiancheng's wife was so sad about her daughter and son-in-law that she drove west.

Despondent Li Tiancheng decided to retire and returned to Xicheng with his daughter. At this time, Li Qingshuang was pregnant.

The Li family has been closed all year round, but Li Tiancheng's hatred for Chen Bingchun has grown stronger and stronger.

A year ago, Chen Bingchun was transferred to Ren Xicheng, soliciting people with good ventilation and water skills to choose a site and build a house for him. Li Tiancheng knew that his opportunity had come.

He applied for the enlistment and used what he had learned all his life to build this house, which is impeccable to anyone who understands Feng Shui in the world.

Everyone in the world said that he was chasing fame and fortune and admiring vanity, but it was in his favor. At this time, all he had in his eyes was revenge, and nothing else was important.

"Father, do you really want to..." Li Qingshuang cried bitterly.

"I've made up my mind." Li Tiancheng looked at her with kindness in his eyes, "Don't be sad, my son. Trust me, everything will be fine."

Li Tiancheng pulled out a hemp rope, and bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, "I want him to pay with blood!" The deep-seated hatred made his whole body tinged with madness.

The hemp rope was thrown up and went around the beam. Li Tiancheng stepped on the stool with his back to the door, held the hemp rope with both hands, and said to Li Qingshuang, "Go."

In the middle of the night, a horrible hoarse cry suddenly sounded: "Father! Father! Help! Help! Help!! Help! My father has hanged himself!"

When everyone rushed over, Li Qingshuang cried until her feet were weak, but she couldn't save her father from above by hugging her legs.

Several big men stepped forward to take down the hanging corpse, and when they checked it, they were not breathing or had a pulse.

Li Qingshuang knelt on the ground, holding Li Tiancheng in his arms, crying in a hoarse voice that was even more distressing, "Father! Father! Wake up! Father! Please wake up!!"

The neighbors in the neighborhood looked at Li Tiancheng who hanged himself to death, wondering whether it was related to his accusation of "chasing fame and fortune", and comforted Li Qingshuang with a guilty conscience, "My condolences."

The neighborhood dispersed.

Li Tiancheng, who was supposed to be dead, opened his eyes again, took off the iron ball that was pressing on the pulse under his armpit, and the pulse came back again. (Note 1)

"Li Tiancheng is dead." Li Tiancheng stood up, with a crazy smile in his eyes, maddened by Jiang Cheng's revenge, "Who should it be now..."

The Li family held a big funeral, with white silks overflowing the eyes, money and papers all over the sky, and the coffin buried in the ground.

There is no more Feng Shui master Li Tiancheng in the world.

And the Chen family has a large group of servants.

Each of them has an ordinary appearance, even if you throw them into the crowd with dozens of eyes, you may not be able to find them out.

There are a few who are tall and easy to remember, and they always like to be hired by the foreman to work. Obviously, Li Tiancheng is not among them.

After the disguise, Li Tiancheng became even more ordinary.

"Madam's medicine is not ready yet! If the master blames it! You can't eat it, just walk around!" The aunt who came to the kitchen to urge her was twisting her bloated body, shaking her fan, and her voice was shrill and piercing.

"Hey, here we come." Li Tiancheng sprinkled a packet of medicinal powder into the pot of rich soup.

A servant took the medicine and left with the sharp-tongued aunt, and the cursing gradually faded away.

Yuri.

Under the sharp urging voice of the bloated aunt, Li Tiancheng poured another packet of white powder into the pot of medicine.

If so, it will take several days.

"Madam takes medicine every day, why is her lung disease not getting better, but getting worse?" Two maidservants walked through the corridor and were talking.

"I don't know, I saw her coughing up blood today."

"Ah? How did this happen? Isn't he the best doctor you've hired?"

"I don't know, we don't understand either, does the master know?"

"The madam didn't tell the master that the master leaves early and returns late..."

"..."

The two gradually moved away, not noticing Li Tiancheng who was sweeping the floor in the courtyard beside him.

It's almost time.

In the thick night, Li Tiancheng used a rope to wrap around the rockery in the southeast corner of the house, and moved a few minutes outside the grass.

He walked to the back mountain again, and untied his big sack that kept beating.

A large group of rats came out of it!

The mice screamed in a crowd, and fled in a hurry.

Miss Chen's screams resounded throughout the house.

The candles of each room in the house were lit up one after another, and everyone went out one after another, startled by the swarm of rats in front of them.

"How did this rockery move?" A servant looked at the rockery in disbelief, "Look at the scratches on it!"

"Indeed, it was hit by a mouse, right?" Another servant took a hasty look at the big vase.

"I heard from the old man that once the southeast corner is built, it cannot be moved." The servant's tone was exaggerated.

"What will happen?" The servant shrugged the big vase that was about to fall from his arms, "I said you can't help me?"

The servant helped him hold the vase, and said in a low voice, "Feng Shui says it's unfavorable to women in the family... Look at Madam..."

The servant holding the vase widened his eyes, "No way... Didn't you say last night that the mountain god came to drive away the rats and the plague?"

"Why did the mouse hit this rockery?" Li Tiancheng said seriously.

"Don't talk nonsense!" The servant holding the vase warned him.

Li Tiancheng shrugged.

On the second day, Mrs. Chen coughed up blood and died.

According to the legend among the servants, the mountain god sent a punishment to disturb the feng shui with a swarm of rats, resulting in the death of Mrs. Chen.

Mrs. Chen and Chen Bingchun are just a political marriage. Chen Bingchun is romantic by nature. Mrs. Chen is in tears all day long and often threatens to expose him.

Now Mrs. Chen's death is in the hands of Chen Bingchun.At worst, it would cause a little political trouble, which he doesn't care about now, so it doesn't hurt at all.

The whole house was plain, and there were endless wailing, but he took advantage of this scene to bring back many women, and he didn't want to pursue the whole story of this matter at all.

The twelve maidservants are also full of mysteries, but they are maidservants, but they are all beautiful and charming, with elegant manners...

The relationship between Chen Bingchun and the twelve maidservants was not clean either. The maidservant was gifted by a senior court official, Yushitai. He didn't dare to be too blatant, but Li Tiancheng knew everything.

"Who the hell couldn't sleep last night and built a kitchen here!" Chen Bingchun cursed.

A crude kitchen behind the big house stood there in embarrassment, out of place with the surroundings, and was interrogated by a group of people.

"'Hanging Corpse Room', right?" Chen Bingchun sneered, "I'm so fucking sorry, who is going to curse me?"

The servants who came to watch were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and shook their heads, not knowing who did it.

"Remove it for me!" Chen Bingchun was furious.

Poor Zaofang lived and died.

Twelve maidservants often go out on the street, and because of their similar age, they are also acquainted with Li Qingshuang.

During this day and night, Li Qingshuang's soup was also brought in as a matter of course.

When the twelve young girls were sleeping soundly, ropes were put around their slender necks, and a heavy stone was tied to the other end, and they went around the beam.

Li Tiancheng let the heavy stone fall, and 12 people were pulled up.

He fixed the rope to the beam and hid the heavy stone.They put stools all over the ground and pretended to commit suicide.

They have enough reason to commit suicide...

The suffocation woke them up from their slumber. Twelve young bodies frantically struggled in mid-air, and their beautiful faces became extremely distorted due to the pain.

Li Tiancheng sat below and admired, feeling at ease.

On the second day, the aunt who couldn't find anyone pushed out of their room, and the screams pierced the silence.

The feng shui of the 'hanging corpse room' has come true again.

Chen Bingchun's face was livid, and he punched a servant to the ground, "Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on them?!"

The servant covered his face, "They were all fine before..."

"Pull it out and bury it!" Chen Bingchun's hands were shaking, "This matter must not be disclosed to the public! Otherwise, shoot and kill!"

The servants around were so frightened that they fell to their knees and trembled.

"Master! Yushitai is visiting!" A servant hurried over.

"What?! Why are you here at this time?" Chen Bingchun panicked.

"Master, this..." The servant pointed to the corpses piled up on the car, not knowing what to do, "It's hard to ensure that the neighbors won't see it when it's transported out...if it reaches Master Yushitai's ears..."

"Shut up! Bury him in the back mountain." Chen Bingchun rubbed his forehead to calm himself down.

"Master Mou is here to visit, it's a long way to welcome him!" Chen Bingchun bowed.

"I came to visit without prior notice, but I was abrupt." Yu Shitai Mou Chengxiao, with a big belly, held his hand, "I heard that my brother and sister are gone, so I came to express my condolences."

"Master Mou has a heart, and the spirit of the dead wife is grateful." Chen Bingchun was respectful.

Mou Chengxiao glanced around the courtyard, "What? The twelve girls I gave you are not working?"

Chen Bingchun broke out in cold sweat, "No, no, let them take a vacation today for an outing."

Mou Chengxiao laughed loudly, "Your brother is kind!"

His smiling eyes were full of meaning, and he patted Chen Bingchun's hand, "Don't blame me for being naughty, you have to take care of these ministers' daughters, you and I are on the same boat. The virtuous brother taught me to hold the emperor to order the princes, I put all the chips in your hands..."

"Yes yes yes..." Chen Bingchun beat the drums in his heart, "Don't worry..."

That night, Chen Bingchun killed all the servants who knew about it.

And outsiders only think that Chen Bingchun's servants are missing one after another...

Chen Yanran, Chen Bingchun's daughter, felt something was wrong since she moved into this house.

Sometimes, she passed through the woods and saw a standing figure. In the middle of the night, she was awakened by the sound of a cat, and she saw someone standing outside the window watching her... And every time she screamed, the person sent to check reported that No one was found.

But she clearly saw someone there...

"There is no one this time, Miss." Li Tiancheng bowed.

"I don't believe it! I want to see it myself!" Chen Yanran was about to go crazy, she felt that the man was getting closer and closer to her, first she looked at her in the woods in the distance, and then at the window, then next time...

"Please." Li Tiancheng gestured.

At this time in the middle of the night, there was no one there at all, Chen Yanran hugged her black cat, feeling very guilty, that is to say, she didn't dare to go rashly.

"Miss, rest." Li Tiancheng withdrew.

Chen Yanran stayed up all night, always vigilant about the person watching her not far away.It wasn't until the cock crowed that I couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep...

It is impossible for her sleeping to see the servant who told her "no one" took the dummy away...

When he woke up again, the "person" had disappeared.

It was night, Chen Yanran closed all the windows and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, she felt that someone grabbed her feet that were exposed outside the quilt.

"Ahhh!" She retracted her feet and sat up in an instant, but there was nothing unusual.

There was darkness, and her heart was pounding. Is it that person?The person who was getting closer and closer to her... She mustered up the courage to lie down beside the bed, and looked under the bed...

There was nothing under the bed, she suddenly looked up, but saw a person standing in the corner of the room!

With the faint light, she saw that face!

It's Li Tiancheng!She was the one who saw the hanged Li Tiancheng with her own eyes out of curiosity!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Come here!! Come here!!" She began to rummage through the dagger beside the bed, "There are ghosts and ghosts!!"

Li Tiancheng turned out of the window.

"Miss, what's the matter?" Three servants rushed in.

"Someone! Someone was in my room just now!" Chen Yanran held the dagger, her hands trembling violently, crying loudly, "It was there just now! It was there!"

"Miss, did you see him clearly?" asked the servant at the front.

"I see, I see! It's Li Tiancheng! Li Tiancheng!" Chen Yanran was sure.

"This..." The servant was stunned, "Li Tiancheng is dead, Miss."

"I know I know...but it's him! He hid under my bed, pulled me...and then he stood there!...He, he must want to kill me!" Chen Yanran was going crazy, "My mother He must have killed it! So did the twelve sisters!"

"Miss, calm down first." The servant was at a loss, "Madam, Madam died of illness, the twelve girls committed suicide, no one killed them."

"You don't believe me??" Chen Yanran's eyes widened.

"This..." The two servants in front looked at each other, "Miss, did you see where he went?"

"Escape through the window!!" Chen Yanran pointed to the window.

"Ah Cheng, you have been guarding by the window, have you seen him?" the servant asked the person who followed behind.

Li Tiancheng, who put on the disguise of his servant, shook his head blankly.

"You lied to me, you all lied to me!" Chen Yanran went crazy.

"Father! I want to move! Let's move! There are unclean things hidden in this room!" Chen Yanran broke into Chen Bingchun's study and shouted loudly, "Father! Did you hear me! I want to move! Daddy!"

"Shut up!" Chen Bingchun, who was quite emaciated, yelled loudly, "Move! Move! Where are you going?! Twelve ministers' daughters are buried in the backyard! Where can I move!? Once I move, things will definitely be revealed! You What do you want me to do!?" Chen Bingchun smashed the table on the ground, and the sound was deafening!

Chen Yanran was taken aback by him, his father had never yelled at her like this before... "But... someone really..."

"Don't be so! Don't think I don't know! What are you doing suspiciously every day!? They told me!" Chen Bingchun looked at her, "You just want to find an excuse to move back to the capital to find your prince, right? That is the son of my political enemy!"

"I do not have!"

"go out!"

Chen Yanran was about to collapse, she began to wonder if there was something wrong with her, she ran away from home but found that she couldn't go anywhere, her father didn't come to her, and she returned to her room at night.

She saw a pot on the table. She hadn't eaten for a day, and she was very hungry.

Open the pot, a fishy smell hits your face!

Chen Yanran retched.

"My cat! My cat!! My cat!!" Chen Yanran was heartbroken, "Who the hell! Who is it! Who killed my cat!!"

As she wished, Li Tiancheng stood opposite her in the dark, holding a huge axe in his hand.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH)

And the servant had already had enough of her yelling in the middle of the night, and no one came.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me! Please! Please!" Chen Yanran knelt on the ground, "I'll give you whatever you want! Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Li Tiancheng sneered and walked out of her room dragging the axe.

Chen Yanran was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground, she knew it was a threat, a threat... Ghosts kill people, she can't escape, she can't escape... She wants to live, live...

"Miss is crazy!" The servants have already noticed that Miss Chen is completely crazy today.

Chen Yanran sat on the ground and pointed at a place, crying and laughing, "There are people! There are people there! Hahahahahahahahahahahaha! Why don't you believe me! Hahahahahahaha!"

The servants went to pull her and she just couldn't get up.

Her gaze is vigilant around her surroundings, every ordinary and honest face seems to hide murderous intentions...

The vengeful ghost hides in the crowd in human skin.

No matter how much Chen Bingchun worried and covered up, the death of the Twelve Maids was finally revealed, and the officials rioted, without any scruples, Chen Bingchun's evil was exposed to the ground.

The Chen family was frustrated, and the officials were reduced to three levels, while his political opponents supported him as prime minister.

If Lin Hong was at the prime minister ceremony, he would definitely be able to recognize that the new prime minister was the guest from the capital.

Frustrated in the officialdom, many nobles in the business field dare not cooperate with him anymore, for fear of getting burned.

He was frustrated again.

On the eve of his relegation, Li Tiancheng cut off Miss Chen's head and threw it through Chen Bingchun's window.

Chen Bingchun was scared out of his wits, screamed and rushed out of the house, stumbling towards the gate.

Li Tiancheng showed his true face and waited for him at the door.

"Ghost!!!" Chen Bingchun was terrified.

Before he could turn around, a huge ax had already struck his face!

Feng Shui Tragedy·End

***

Lin Hong suddenly came back to his senses.I was still standing on the street market in the sunset.

He rubbed his forehead, and the image of Li Tiancheng gnawing on his arm was still lingering in his mind.

He's back, so what is Miss Chen's last wish?

Is it to find out the truth about the revenge of ghosts and gods back then?

Just as he was thinking, an old voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Little brother has been standing by the street for so long, come back quickly."

"Oh, okay." After Lin Hong vaguely agreed, he suddenly realized something was wrong—it was a long time since he went to the world of complaining ghosts, but it was only a moment in this world. How could he say that he "stands for a long time"? ?

Lin Hong turned his head suddenly, but saw the crowd coming and going, and it was difficult to tell who the voice came from just now.

Delusion?

too weird……

Lin Hong rubbed his sore and swollen temples, and stepped on the afterglow of the setting sun, almost forgetting where he was going.

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Note 1: Clamp an iron ball under the armpit, and the wrist pulse will disappear temporarily.But it’s not very good for the body, so don’t imitate it lightly!

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