The seven "cunning puppets" were affected by sadness and restored their memories of their lives.

They recalled all the things that happened when Yi Zhou was tortured to death.

Then, they rushed towards Yi Zhou with endless resentment.

Yi Zhou never thought that he would eventually die in the hands of the "cunning puppet" he made.

When the "Puppet" flew towards him, he saw in front of him the tragic scene of the "Puppet" being tortured before his death.

He is proficient in puppetry and Feng Shui, but now that the puppets are backlashing him, he knows that he has no power to resist.

Yi Zhou smiled miserably, and dozens of soul-suppressing nails were already nailed into his body.

Jiang Chen found that Yang Qinglin's mood had improved a lot, and he would probably wake up after his mood stabilized completely.

He first collected the copper coins on Yang Qinglin's forehead, and then supported Yang Qinglin, who was lying on the ground, against a stone.

At this time, Yi Zhou's screams could no longer be heard.

After settling Yang Qinglin, Jiang Chen picked up the dragon beard pen and talisman, and then walked towards Yi Zhou.

When Jiang Chen approached Yi Zhou, he was also startled by the sight in front of him.

At this moment, Yi Zhou was lying on the ground, his body as thin as a mummy.

His withered hands were still covering his head, his wide-open mouth and empty eye sockets all showed the pain before death.

Forty-nine soul-suppressing nails were all nailed into multiple joints on his body.

The seven "cunning puppets" have also lost their evil nature and are scattered on his body like seven dry barks.

Obviously, the "Puppet" who temporarily restored his memory chose to die with Yi Zhou.

Seeing Yi Zhou being devoured of all his flesh and blood and finally dying a tragic death, Jiang Chen couldn't explain how he felt.

If Yi Zhou hadn't been greedy and wanted to kill people and seize treasures, he wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable end.

No need to ask Yi Zhou, he also knew who asked Yi Zhou to take action, Ouyang Hao.

But he had seen Ouyang Hao's face, and Jiang Chen was not in a hurry to teach him a lesson.

A gust of wind blew, and the Yi Zhou and "Puppet" on the ground turned into dust strangely, and drifted down the cliff with the wind.

Only Yi Zhou's clothes and the soul-suppressing nails embedded in the clothes were left on the ground.

Jiang Chen was not surprised by the scene before him.

He took out a talisman and struck it on Yi Zhou's clothes. The clothes on the ground immediately burned.

After a while, the clothes on the ground turned into a pile of ashes, which also floated down the cliff.

"Huh!"

Jiang Chen was about to raise his foot and kick the soul-suppressing nail off the cliff, but found something left on the ground.

"It's actually a meter?!"

Jiang Chen picked up something on the ground, looked at it briefly, and recognized it.

The door meter is also called the Luban ruler.

According to legend, it was made by the Gongshu Ban of the State of Lu in the Spring and Autumn Period and was used as a measuring tool when building houses.

Later, the Feng Shui master added the eight characters to measure the good and bad luck of the house and test the feng shui of the house, and it became a feng shui object.

"No wonder Yi Zhou tested the feng shui of all floors so quickly."

Jiang Chen carefully looked at the door meter in his hand.

Originally seeing that the ruler was dark brown and had survived in the fire, Jiang Chen thought it was made of metal, so he didn't take it too seriously.

When it comes to Feng Shui, metal utensils are the most avoidable. Metal is easily affected by the magnetic field and will cause measurement errors.

Therefore, metal utensils are not taken very seriously in the eyes of Feng Shui masters.

However, after careful observation, Jiang Chen discovered that although the door meter looked like metal in color and weight, it was actually made of wood, but Jiang Chen didn't know what kind of wood it was.

However, to be able to survive being burned by heavenly fire without any harm is to think that he is not an ordinary person.

After some research, Jiang Chen felt more and more that this door meter was a good thing.

Then he stretched out his foot and kicked the soul-suppressing nail on the ground into the cliff.

As soon as Jiang Chen put away the Longxu pen and Menmeter, Yang Qinglin beside him also woke up.

"Xiao Chen, what's going on? Where is Yi Zhou?"

Yang Qinglin rubbed his head and asked Jiang Chen.

"Yi Zhou was attacked by the "Cunning Puppet" and is now under the cliff."

Jiang Chen pointed at the cliff and said.

"Backlash?"

Yang Qinglin was a little puzzled.

Jiang Chen briefly told him what happened.

"Good deeds will be rewarded with good deeds, and evil deeds will be rewarded with evil deeds. He also deserves what he deserves."

After listening to Jiang Chen's story, Yang Qinglin also sighed.

"Brother Yang, let's go back."

"Is everything done here?"

Jiang Chen nodded and walked down the mountain with Yang Qinglin.

"I hope this is just an example." Jiang Chen thought to himself.

However, he had no reason to feel in his heart that this would never be the last case of dragon vein being destroyed.

…

This is already the fourth day after Yi Zhou's incident.

That day, Jiang Chen and Yang Qinglin went to the Tang family's ancestral graves and talked to the Tang family about things that needed attention, and then he went back to school.

In the past three days, the Tang family had prepared all the materials for building Chenglong Pavilion. After receiving the notice, Jiang Chen once again came to the ancestral tomb of the Tang family.

Jiang Chen looked at the materials found by the Tang family and found that they all met the requirements.

I also found eight dragon perches that were about a foot thick, and each one was enough to be more than three feet long.

Jiang Chen stepped forward and measured the position again, but this time he was not careless and held the Dragon Beard Pen tightly in his hand.

Soon, after Jiang Chen found his location, he left a mark on the ground.

"Mr. Tang, you will ask them to build at the location I marked later."

"Before construction, build a larger shade shed on it."

"Don't make the corners of Chenglong Pavilion slender and delicate, but make them as strong and thick as possible."

"The pavilion does not need to be exquisite, as long as it is simple and elegant."

Jiang Chen told Tang Jielong some things that needed attention, and then left.

Tang Jielong wrote down everything Jiang Chen said.

The next day, before dawn, Jiang Chen and several Tang family members came to the mountain.

Because just yesterday afternoon, Chenglong Pavilion was built.

The sky was slightly bright, Jiang Chen picked up the dragon beard pen and began to write runes on the eight pillars.

When the first ray of morning sun appeared on the horizon, under Jiang Chen's instructions, everyone removed the awning on Chenglong Pavilion.

The rising sun shone on Chenglong Pavilion, and a breeze immediately blew around the pavilion.

It was also at this moment that Jiang Chen's last rune was completed.

After Jiang Chen finished writing the last stroke, he picked up his pen and walked out of Chenglong Pavilion.

The wind around is slowly getting stronger.

Suddenly, a strong wind swept towards Chenglong Pavilion.

Everyone felt like sand and stones were flying around, and they quickly stretched out their hands to cover their heads.

However, when the strong wind hit, Jiang Chen heard a faint roar.

Then everyone felt the ground shake, and the surrounding wind suddenly dissipated.

Everyone looked up at the pavilion in front of them, but found nothing changed, so they all turned to look at Jiang Chen.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Jiang Chen helplessly pointed at Chenglong Pavilion.

"Didn't you notice that Chenglong Pavilion has descended?"

After hearing Jiang Chen's words, everyone looked at Chenglong Pavilion again.

Through careful observation, they discovered that Chenglong Pavilion had dropped more than one foot from before.

Only then did everyone remember that when they were building Chenglong Pavilion yesterday, the height Jiang Chen requested was inconsistent with the height he originally said.

At that time, in the face of everyone's inquiries, Jiang Chen only said that they would find out later.

Obviously, Jiang Chen expected such changes in Chenglong Pavilion.

"Xiaochen, is this okay?"

Mr. Tang, who also came up the mountain today, asked aloud.

"Don't worry, Mr. Tang. There is no problem with the feng shui of the Tang family's ancestors' cemetery, and the Hongsheng Group's matter has been solved."

"As long as you protect Chenglongting from now on, you'll be fine."
Chapter completed!