Lord Fox Immortal is down [Rebirth]

The middle-aged man who claimed to be the fourth uncle invited Lu Qicang to sit down at a table beside him. Lu Qicang took out a brush and rice paper, and compared the date of birth and time of death given by the middle-aged man to the deceased, he began to calculate.

The deceased Liu Wenzhi, whose zodiac sign is monkey, according to his name, the five elements are fire, water and wood, the five elements of the horoscope are water, gold, earth, gold, fire and earth, water and fire, the horoscope is weak, yes, the horoscope is happy [wood], this destiny is that the five elements [soil] are prosperous, and the five elements lack wood .The sky is thick and full of virtue, rich and honorable, the earth is full of autumn grass, and life is full of twists and turns.

That is to say, the deceased was originally born in a good family, but his fate began to change after he got married.Lu Qicang considered that the pregnant woman had a fatality, but the disaster should have been resolved before she married, and she shouldn't have died like this, it was still the end of one dead body and two lives.

Lu Qicang also compared the time of the pregnant woman's death. He died at [-]:[-] p.m., which coincided with the birthday when he was born. It was exactly [-]:[-] in the afternoon, which was too coincidental.

After he stopped writing, Lu Qicang turned his attention to the young man who burned the paper money. He seemed to have been kneeling for a long time, never leaving the coffin one meter away, neither crying nor showing any emotions.

At this moment, the middle-aged man came over and asked Lu Qicang how he was doing, and if he could start the practice of opening the altar. He looked a little anxious, as if he had calculated the right time before.

"Did the Taoist priests in the village do the calculations before?" Lu Qicang raised his eyes and asked.

"Yeah, it's him."

Lu Qicang nodded clearly, and pretended to count with his fingers: "Let me tell you, now is not the best time to start the altar."

"Why?" The other party was a little anxious, "This, this is all settled."

"Look, this time is when Yin Qi begins to gather. In addition to the deceased's horoscope and time of death, the altar cannot be opened until nine o'clock in the evening, otherwise...the dead souls cannot cross the bridge."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was startled, frowned, and questioned: "Is what the master said true?"

"Believe it or not," Lu Qicang cleaned up the pens and paper on the table and was about to stand up, "I don't have to do anything."

"Don't, don't—" the man said hastily, "Just now I was too impatient to say the wrong thing, please don't blame me, Master."

"Okay," Lu Qicang put down the pen and paper, and sat upright, "I'll trouble you one more thing, go and fetch the birth date of the pregnant woman's husband."

"What do you want that for?"

"If you want peace and prosperity in the future, go and ask for it from me."

With this sentence, the man immediately responded and went to ask the sad old woman standing in the mourning hall. The old woman first glanced at Lu Qicang, then at the young man kneeling on the ground burning paper money, hesitated for a while, and then nodded .

The man happily returned to Lu Qicang and told the year, month and day in the Gregorian calendar, while Lu Qicang wrote it down on the paper. The man didn't leave, but stood aside and looked down at Lu Qicang as he made the calculation.

Of course, what was written on the paper was the real date of birth, and there were some comments that men couldn't understand, so Lu Qicang kept the key points in his mind.

The husband of the deceased was named Liu Zhongqiu, and his name was five elements: fire, fire, gold, five elements, gold, fire, earth, fire, fire, water, and soil. Like Liu Wenzhi, the horoscope was weak, and the horoscope was happy [earth]. Ge Fu Shou is perfect, self-cultivation and generosity.It's just that there is another general pattern: bad luck is ups and downs, bad luck is hard to change, if it is bright or dark, it will lead to great success and great failure.

Life is good, but if it is not good, it will be completely defeated.I don't know if the family members have had a horoscope when they got married, the two are not considered a perfect couple.

However, these are all called superstitions by modern people. As long as they stay together sincerely, they can form a good relationship and grow old together.

It's just... Lu Qicang was thinking, why is Liu Wenzhi's death time so accurate, who will benefit most from her death?

Lu Qicang continued to calculate, and finally the hand holding the pen stopped, and his whole body felt bad.

When Baihu came back, he saw Lu Qicang staring sharply at the rice paper on the table, picked it up for some unknown reason, but couldn't understand it either.

"What's wrong?" Bai Hu put the rice paper back on the table, and sat down beside Lu Qicang.

Lu Qicang restrained the sharpness in his eyes, turned around and touched Baihu's head with a smile: "It's okay, don't worry."

"Really?"

Lu Qicang didn't answer his question directly, but asked: "How is it? What have you gained?"

Baihu shook his head: "No, I didn't find anything."

"No wonder, we are not the police."

"Did you..." Baihu whispered, "Did you find something?"

"Well," Lu Qicang nodded, glanced at the middle-aged man who was standing with the old woman, and said in a low voice, "The fate of the deceased is fixed. It just happened to be a big murder, but her death can change the fate of her husband."

At first Baihu didn't quite understand, after all he is a demon, when he understood, Baihu widened his eyes: "...you mean!"

"Murder on purpose." Lu Qicang gave these four words.

"!"

"I suspect that the deceased was selected at the beginning because of her fate. In other words, from the time of knowing the deceased's fate to the time of death, someone has calculated it."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure," Lu Qicang said, "there must be an 'expert' behind the scenes. How would ordinary people know such an extremely insidious trick?"

"But, why didn't they invite that 'superior' to come? Wouldn't it be better to let him finish the religious rituals and keep people from seeing?"

Scanning the audience, Lu Qicang said: "What is an 'expert'? An 'expert' is a dragon who sees its head but does not see its end. Besides, for such a sinister and vicious matter, if you can get rid of it, of course you want to get rid of it. Take the money and leave immediately." .”

"Then what should we do now?" Baihu asked.

Lu Qicang said: "This is fate, it is the life of the deceased, and it is also the life of the person who killed her. They always think that suppression can be suppressed, and they don't think about how much resentment a pregnant woman has. A hundred thousand ghosts who died in vain are not as good as a pregnant woman. ghost!"

Baihu: "You mean, stop helping?"

Lu Qicang: "Help what? Where?"

"Too……"

"You can't live by doing your own crimes. How can you not let these people suffer? There is a wronged person and a debtor. After the pregnant woman turned into a ghost, she didn't come to us. We are only responsible for collecting ghosts."

"But... the ghost is demanding his life, what if someone dies?"

Lu Qicang rolled his eyes: "Then cold salad."

"..." Sometimes Baihu couldn't guess what Lu Qicang was thinking. He obviously wanted to slay demons, but he put some emotion into it. He probably felt sorry for the pregnant woman.

Lu Qicang secretly hooked Goubaihu's fingers dotingly: "Do you think I'm very human?"

Afraid of being seen by others, Bai Hu withdrew his hand: "There is a large crowd, so please restrain yourself anyway."

"Besides, I'm going to kiss you."

"you dare!"

"See if I dare."

Bai Hu glanced at Lu Qicang's evil and wanton smile, and suddenly turned his head away: "I'm a fox fairy..."

Lu Qicang stopped teasing Baihu, coughed, and laid out a book of Taoist music while looking at it, and took out some magic tools for opening the altar.

When the old woman and the middle-aged man saw that Lu Qicang started to write the yellow talisman, there was a flash of greed in their eyes. After they looked at each other, the old woman began to cry again...

Bai Hu felt a shock in his heart: "I really can't look down on their faces."

"Do you know who it is?"

"Who else is there?" Baihu said, "Don't forget that I am a nine-tailed fox. Who can hide from my eyes?"

"Then you still misunderstood Wu Wenjing?" Lu Qicang laughed.

Baihu secretly pinched Lu Qicang's thigh, the pain was so painful that the latter could only bear it: "Why mention it after it's all over!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong," Lu Qicang comforted, "Little foxes are the most accurate at seeing people."

In fact, what Lu Qicang said in his heart was that this kid was extremely innocent, if he was cheated and sold, he might count the money for him.

In order not to arouse suspicion, Lu Qicang tried his best not to go to the coffin, and asked people to re-prepare the things needed to open the altar. After a while, it was almost time, and Lu Qicang took the mahogany sword to check in front of the altar.

The middle-aged man also prepared everything according to his instructions. Lu Qicang looked up, the moon was covered by dark clouds tonight, and there was a hint of yin in the house from the depths. Several victims felt cold, but they didn't know why.

Lu Qicang first danced to the gods, and after a while of swordplay, he threw yellow talismans, sprinkled glutinous rice, and offered incense. He first respected the heavens and the earth, and then the gods. The incomprehensible sounds are read out, sometimes fast and sometimes slowly. After reading a paragraph, pour a glass of wine and put the wine glass on the altar...

After the three teas and five wines were all poured out, there was still a pass for the underworld in my hand and I hadn't finished reading it.

Lu Qicang put the mahogany sword horizontally on the altar, and asked everyone to burn a piece of paper money to the deceased.

Just as everyone lined up in a circle and took turns burning papers, a strange wind blew in!Ashes fly!The young man kneeling next to him remained motionless, but the old woman and the middle-aged man panicked, because most of the ashes were floating towards them!

"It's unlucky!" The old woman complained, and then realized that she was rude, so she went to the side to clean up the ashes of the paper money stuck to her body.

The middle-aged man hurried over and asked Lu Qicang: "Master, what's going on? The gust of wind just now..."

"Wind? Do you think it's just pure wind?" Lu Qicang asked solemnly.

"This..." The middle-aged man hesitated, "Master, did you see something?"

"That's not it."

Hearing what Lu Qicang said, the man secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "If Master's eyes see something, please tell us in advance."

"Don't be afraid," Lu Qicang said, "As long as you don't do anything wrong, the dead will not embarrass the living."

The middle-aged man was terrified, wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it, so he walked towards the old woman dejectedly.

Looking at Liu Zhongqiu who was still expressionless, Lu Qicang frowned, not sure if as a husband he knew the reason behind his wife's tragic death.

The family members are still burning paper money, crying and mourning, unable to see what is sincere.

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