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12 Bloody Hands

Source of "Young Feng Shui Master":

At this time, outside the Ma family mansion, people from the Ma family were talking in a low voice.

The stench and strong wind just now also affected the village, and all of these people were panicked.

"What happened just now?"

"You can't tell this? It must be the second master who fought with that yellow man!" "Who won?"

"You still need to ask? It must be the Second Master! Look at the wind just now!"

"Fuck, is the wind blowing by the Second Master? That's the way the young master of the Wu family does!... Hey, the second master is opening the cage inside, but he asks the young master to do it. Is it the second master..."

"Don't talk nonsense! Be careful that the second master will kill you with lightning..."

...

Ma Ziqing was anxious when he listened to people's discussions. He turned around and walked to the front door, pressed his ears on the door, listened carefully to the movement inside, but could not hear anything, as if there was no one inside.

He couldn't help but shout, "Second Master, what's going on?"

Ma Zhilong pulled him back and whispered to him, "What are you calling?!"

"Uncle San, there is no movement inside," Feng Ziqing said.

"What do you know?" Ma Zhilong glared at him, "Second Master is doing it. What should you do if you shout like this and shock him?!"

"Uncle San, I..."

"Shut up! You guys shut up too!"

Ma Zhilong pointed at the people who were talking in a low voice, "Dare you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll beat you!"

When those people saw the clan leader speak, they immediately became quiet and no one dared to discuss it.

Ma Zhilong turned around and ordered Ma Ziqing, "Wait while you go!"

Ma Ziqing sighed and turned around and left.

Ma Zhilong guarded the door himself and emphasized again, "No one is allowed to talk nonsense!"

People looked at each other and didn't dare to speak anymore.

At this time, the sound of people falling to the ground came from the yard.

With a thud!

Ma Zhilong's heart trembled and subconsciously pressed his ear against the door...

This sound was caused by the Second Master landing.

After all, he is in his sixties and is exhausted. When he jumped down from the wall, he didn't stand firmly and fell down.

The second master was tough and didn't say anything, but the people outside heard it.

Seeing that the second master had fallen, Wu Youyou quickly came over to help him up and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay", the second master patted his butt, walked around his grandson, and came to the altar.

Seeing that he was fine, Wu Youyou felt relieved and followed him to him.

The second master took the yellow paper again and walked into the main hall. He circled three times left and three times right in Ma Zhiguo's coffin. He turned around and put it on the table. He picked up the pen and dipped it in cinnabar, and drew a spirit-seeking talisman again. After drawing it, he picked up the talisman, pinched the spell, lit the talisman, threw it into the air, then quickly pinched the residual talisman and threw it into the bowl...

The residual talisman was soon extinguished.

The father and the other two came over to see that the old yellow-piss had escaped from Donglin Temple Village and hid in the circle of the Zhu family's old graves on the other side of the canal.

"There is a river now, and there are no boats in the nearby villages." Second Master looked at Wu Youyou, "In a radius of dozens of miles, there is only a bridge in Nanhe Town. Now when you go after it, you can only go back first, and then go around from the Beihe River embankment to the Zhu family's old tomb circle."

Wu Youyou calculated, "It takes more than 60 kilometers..."

"Yes," said the second master, "When I chased after me, I guess they ran away too..."
Chapter completed!
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