Grandma Mu unlocked the door and was about to push the door in.
Her uncle grabbed her hand and shouted: "Wait a minute."
Grandma Mu trembled in fright and turned to look at her uncle in confusion.
The uncle took a deep breath and coughed hard several times towards the door.
My uncle once taught me to cough a few times before entering a room that has been unoccupied for a long time.
Because such a room has a strong yin energy, it is easy to attract "people from other worlds".
Coughing a few times can remind them to avoid it.
Otherwise, entering the room rashly will disturb them, and they will hurt the person who enters the room in anger.
After I finished coughing, my uncle put cinnabar on my Shangen, Baihui, temple and other key acupuncture points on my body.
Cinnabar can overcome yin, and no matter how strong the yin energy is, it will disperse when it encounters cinnabar.
This is also the reason why my uncle must put cinnabar on people’s moles after they are done.
I was touched that my uncle cared about me so much, and at the same time I felt very nervous.
My uncle was so cautious, could it be that this room really had something to offer?
After my uncle put cinnabar on both himself and Grandma Mu, he asked Grandma Mu to open the room.
The moment the door opened, a cool air mixed with a strong musty smell hit my nose.
I couldn't help but cover my nose and felt nauseated.
Turning to look at my uncle, I saw him scanning the whole room with lightning eyes.
The room is not big, about 20 square meters.
A Simmons bed about 1.8 meters wide is placed against the wall.
There is a large mirror hanging on the wall.
The frame is made of carved mahogany, which looks simple and elegant.
Opposite the bed is a closed window, and a table is placed by the window.
On the table are a stack of military magazines and some fighter jet models.
It can be seen that the owner of the room is a military fan.
There is a wardrobe to the left of the table.
The door is open and there is nothing inside.
The room on the north side does not face the sun, and with the windows closed, even in broad daylight, the inside is as dark as dusk and as cold as a cellar.
The dusty furniture and furnishings give people a feeling of being in another world.
The uncle's eyes fell on the mirror: "What's going on with this mirror?"
Grandma Mu glanced at the big mirror and said: "The mirror was installed by my son.
I didn't know what their young people thought.
At that time, I didn't think it was easy and didn't let him pretend, but he said it was romantic.
People of our age don't know" The uncle asked again: "Where did you buy the mirror?"
“It’s a mall, where else can I buy it?”
"You mean, this mirror is not an antique mirror" "no" "Are you sure?"
"Of course."
Grandma Mu seemed to have thought of something and stared at her uncle: "Master, is my grandson's mole related to this mirror?"
"Has your grandson ever entered this room before he developed a mole?"
"This room has not been opened since the old man entered this room and became ill."
"Are you sure your grandson has never come in?
For example, when you were not at home, your grandson sneaked in with the key."
"I always have the key to the Impossible Room hanging on my waist.
My grandson has never come in."
At this moment, a small figure flashed in and ran straight to the table.
A pair of small hands took a fighter model from the table.
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It was Bobo.
When Bobo flashed in, I happened to look at the big mirror.
What shocked me was that from beginning to end, there was no reflection of him in the big mirror.
I was so shocked that my mind went blank and I forgot everything around me as if I had amnesia.
It wasn’t until my uncle called Grandma Mu to take Bobo out that I came back to my senses.
I was very frightened and whispered to my uncle: "Uncle, there was no reflection of Bobo in the mirror just now."
My uncle was not surprised at all: "I saw it too."
I asked very puzzledly: "Why is this happening?
Why is there no reflection of Bobo in the mirror?"
"Because Bobo's Yang life is almost over, the Yang energy in his body is extremely weak, and some people with extremely weak Yang energy cannot be reflected," my uncle replied.
Having been with my uncle for many years, I know a lot about Feng Shui, and I know that mirrors attract evil.
It is best not to hang large mirrors at home.
If you do, it is best to hang them in a room with a strong negative atmosphere, such as the bathroom, and not facing the door.
It is very unlucky for Grandma Mu's youngest son to hang a large mirror on the wall next to his bed.
When a person falls asleep, the body is protected by a layer of yang energy.
There is a large mirror hanging on the wall next to the bed.
You don't need to think about the consequences of attracting yin energy.
"Uncle, could the death of Grandma Mu's youngest son have anything to do with this mirror?"
"Of course it has something to do with hanging a mirror next to the bed.
If you die in an instant, this is a taboo in home feng shui.
If you commit such a taboo, how can you avoid disaster?"
"Then the triangular nevus on Grandma Mu's grandson's base is also related to this mirror?"
"I also have such suspicions."
The uncle frowned: "If the nevus has come in here before, then it is very likely that the problem is, but the possibility that he has not come in is very small."
“If Bobo’s triangular mole has nothing to do with the feng shui of the home, then what does it have to do with it?”
The uncle frowned and remained silent.
At this time, Grandma Mu, who had already carried Bobo out, came back.
She said, "Master, you have looked at all the rooms in our house.
Have you found the reason why my grandson has a mole?"
The uncle did not answer her question, but said: "Can you take me to meet your husband?"
"Of course, but, you know, he has a bad temper, you have to bear it."
Grandma Mu led my uncle and me down to the first floor and turned into the room on the left.
In fact, when I was checking the Feng Shui on the first floor just now, my uncle and I also entered this room.
However, after just a cursory glance, Grandma Mu's husband scolded her.
Like just now, when I saw Grandma Mu bringing my uncle and me in, the old man lying on the bed yelled at Grandma Mu: "Smelly bitch, what a disaster, why did you call them here?
Do you want to kill me?
Did I curse you to die?"
"My eyes turned to my uncle and me: "You two liars, whoever allowed you to enter our house, please get out."
The old man's scoldings became more and more unpleasant.
Grandma Mu simply took a piece of cloth and stuffed his mouth so that he couldn't scream.
He whined and stared at us like fire.
As if he didn't see the old man's warning and angry gaze, the uncle stared at the upper eyelid of his left eye, where there was a black mole.
My uncle taught me that people with moles in this position are prone to bad luck.
No wonder the old man was paralyzed in bed.
My uncle pointed to the mole and asked Grandma Mu: "Sister Mu, when did he get this mole?"
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Grandma Mu wrinkled her head: "Well, I really didn't know that everyone has moles.
How could I pay attention to small, big black moles?"
My uncle thought for a while and said, "Have you ever taken photos before?
You'll know just by looking at the photos."
At this reminder from her uncle, Grandma Mu quickly rummaged through the cabinets and found many photos.
These photos were all taken before the old man was paralyzed.
What’s surprising is that in these photos, there is no mole on the upper eyelid of the old man’s left eye.
"It's really strange."
Grandma Mu said in surprise: "Old man, there were no moles here before.
When did you get one?"
The uncle calculated with his fingers and said, "If I'm not wrong, the mole on your husband's left eyelid only grew after he entered your youngest son's room."
Grandma Mu pulled out a photo and said, "Master, your guess is right.
This photo was taken before the old man was paralyzed.
At that time, he had not entered that room and had no moles.
Could it be that he had a mole?"
The mole is related to entering that room.”
"Of course it's relevant."
My uncle called Grandma Mu out of the room and said with great certainty: "Mirrors are evil things.
Hanging a mirror on the wall next to your bed is a taboo in home decoration.
He is the one who harmed himself.
After he left, the resentful spirit did not leave, and he witnessed the scandal of your husband and daughter-in-law, and the resentment became more and more resentful.
Naturally, he would cause trouble in the middle of the night and make grunting noises.
Your husband would naturally be retaliated against."
Grandma Mu suddenly covered her face and cried bitterly: "My son, if I had known this, I should have stopped him from installing a mirror beside the bed.
Why am I so confused?"
The uncle said: "Sister Mu, people cannot be resurrected.
It's been a long time.
Please forgive me and accept the change.
Now, your husband has a bad mole.
You should consider it for him.
Your husband's black mole, I It can be removed.
If you agree, I will help him remove the mole now."
The mole on the upper eyelid of Grandma Mu's husband's left eye is not a triangular mole or a fatal mole, but an ordinary evil mole.
There is no danger in having such a mole, so my uncle is naturally relieved.
But she saw Grandma Mu holding her uncle's hand and pleading repeatedly: "Master, the old man has done something bad.
I don't care whether he lives or lives.
I beg you to remove the mole for my grandson, okay?"
The uncle gently took away Grandma Mu's hand and said: "Your grandson's situation is very complicated.
It cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences, nor can it be removed with one or two clicks.
Unlike your husband, his mole, I It can be removed quickly.
This mole will be removed and he will be fine soon.
As for your grandson, you should think about it carefully in the future."
Grandma Mu pondered for a moment and said helplessly: "Okay, then I'll ask you, Master, to remove the mole for the old ghost first."
My uncle gave me a wink, and I handed him the red bag I was carrying.
The uncle took the bag and took out a jar as big as a cup.
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This jar is made of fine mahogany, with a Bagua diagram engraved on the outside.
My uncle said that this jar was passed down to him by his ancestor.
The uncle unscrewed the lid, took a brush dipped in the liquid, and applied it to the mole above the old man's left eyelid.
Then he stretched out his right index finger and gently rubbed it on the mole.
While he was touching the mole, his uncle said to Grandma Mu: "Sister Mu, it's best to clean up the mirror in your little son's room, and then ask a mage to do it to get rid of your little son's resentful spirit, otherwise the family will never have peace. of" Grandma Mu agreed softly.
At this time, the black mole on the old man's eyelid that had been dotted with medicine gradually disappeared like ink washed away by fresh water.
The uncle closed the lid and was about to get some cinnabar to sprinkle on the old man.
Suddenly a hand reached over and snatched the jar from his uncle's hand
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