In front of Grandpa Ren's grave.

Lin Chuan and Uncle Jiu stood at the front of the crowd.

Uncle Jiu kept walking around the tomb with the gossip in his hand, frowning from time to time, with a serious expression on his face.

"Uncle Jiu, Feng Shui experts said that this cemetery is hard to find, and it is a good acupuncture point!" Ren Fa said proudly, showing off.

Uncle Jiu nodded, then shook his head again.

"A good cave is a good cave. This cave is called Dragonfly Dian Shui Cave. It is three feet four feet long and one foot three feet wide. There is only three feet for burial, so the coffin cannot be buried flat. It must be buried in a legal way. Am I right?"

Ren Fa stretched out his thumb and said, "Uncle Jiu, amazing!"

At this time, Wencai, who had never had any sense of existence, finally seized the opportunity and ran over quickly and asked, "Master, what is a French funeral? Is it a French funeral?"

Bang!
Uncle Jiu didn't reply, he raised his head and knocked on Wencai's forehead, and reprimanded him, "I'll let you not study hard, and you'll be ashamed of yourself here."

Aggrieved, Wencai walked up to Qiusheng, and asked in a daze, "Why did Master beat me?"

Qiusheng has been messing around with Wencai for the past two days, and has been beaten a lot.

This time he learned how to be obedient, and ignored his literary talents, he leaned over to Lin Chuan and asked respectfully, "Brother, what is a legal burial?"

Uncle Jiu also looked over, obviously wanting to test Lin Chuan.

Although Lin Chuan's cultivation talent is astonishing, the Maoshan School does not only value the state, but also one of the housekeeping skills.

"The so-called legal burial means vertical burial. Go back and read carefully. You will need these in the future."

Lin Chuan answered confidently.

There is no need to learn this knowledge, he memorized it when he read the original.

"Master Xiaolin is very knowledgeable!"

Ren Fa gave him a thumbs up and praised him generously.

Whether it is temperament or knowledge, Lin Chuan is a young talent.

Ren Fa also has a good impression of this young man.

"The Feng Shui master also said that if the ancestors are buried vertically, the future generations must be great!"

"Cough, cough."

Uncle Jiu suddenly spoke up and asked Ren Fa: "Is it working?"

"Well, our Ren family's business has been declining in recent years, and the population is not very prosperous... It seems that what Mr. Feng Shui said may not be accurate!" Master Ren sighed very melancholy.

This matter is also a knot in Ren Fa's heart.

Even though the feng shui here is so good, the family's situation is getting worse and worse.

Can't figure it out!

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu shook his head and sighed, "If I'm not wrong, that Mr. Feng Shui has a grudge against your Ren family!"

"Ah this..."

Hearing this, Ren Fa's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were a little dodgy.

"Father, didn't that Fengshui master find the treasured land for grandpa? Why is he still feuding with our family?" At this time, Ren Tingting, who was standing beside Ren Fa, asked softly.

"This one……"

Ren Fa stroked his beard and pondered for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Actually, this land originally belonged to Mr. Fengshui. My late father heard that this is a good acupuncture point, which can shelter future generations, so he insisted on buying it from Mr. Fengshui."

Having said that, Ren Fa paused for a moment before continuing: "Of course, there may be other means used when buying this land."

No need to elaborate on the means.

The means of the local rich are not much cleaner than that of the capitalists.

It's not a glorious thing anyway.

"now it's right!"

Uncle Jiu is not a pedantic person either. He asked these questions not to get to the bottom of Mr. Ren's character, but to prove his guess: "If there is no enmity, he wouldn't have covered the entire Dragonfly Water Cave with cement!"

"In this way, the taste of the water has changed completely. The coffin head can't touch the water, and the original feng shui treasure land has become a fierce place!"

"what!?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Ren Fa's face turned pale.

Fierce place?

Even if Ren Fa doesn't know the art of geomancy, he knows that this is definitely not a good thing to say.

No wonder everything has gone wrong for the Ren family these years!
Ren Fa asked Uncle Jiu for help, "Uncle Jiu, what should we do then?"

Uncle Jiu pinched his fingers and counted a few times, and said: "The time has not yet come, and there is still a chance to redeem."

"That is to take advantage of the three quarters of the noon, when the yang energy in the world is at its peak, invite old master Ren out and burn his body to the ground, and everything will be safe!"

"Ah this...!!"

When hearing the front, Ren Fa still nodded frequently.

But when he heard that his father was going to be cremated, he immediately hesitated.

"Uncle Jiu, my father was most afraid of fire during his lifetime, can you think of a different way?" Ren Fa couldn't accept the cremation of his father.

"If there is no cremation, it will be difficult to eradicate future troubles..." Uncle Jiu was also in a dilemma.

Because old master Ren's cave is too evil, the evil things he raised are already quite promising, once the corpse turns into a big deal.

Uncle Jiu was not sure about subduing this evil thing either.

But Ren Fa insisted on not wanting to burn his father.

"Since Mr. Ren doesn't want to be cremated, we can only choose another place with a treasured geomantic omen, and use the aura of heaven and earth to wash away the corpse's aura!" Lin Chuan said suddenly.

Uncle Jiu looked at Lin Chuan in surprise.

This apprentice knows a lot!

Just these things, when did you teach him?

"That's right, this is also a way." Uncle Jiu said slowly, and added: "But there is danger in the end, I suggest burning the corpse."

"It's absolutely impossible!" Master Ren heard that there were other ways, so he wouldn't let Uncle Jiu burn his father, "I think Master Lin's suggestion is very good, so let's do it! Please also take care of Uncle Jiu and Master Lin to help My father chooses another good resting place!"

"Okay." Uncle Jiu had no choice but to nod in agreement.

He looked at the sun in the sky, and shouted: "It's time, prepare to raise the coffin!"

"Awei!"

Ren Fa greeted Awei and the others.

"okay!"

The security captain, Ah Wei, led a group of security guards, and said, "Come here, dig the grave!"

"Hey hey..."

Under the leadership of Awei, everyone started to get busy.

They kicked down the tombstone, began to dig the coffin, and then used hemp rope and other tools to pull the coffin out.

Uncle Jiu watched over with a serious face, making sure that the bottom of the coffin was covered with bricks so that it would not touch the ground.

"Everyone, today is the reunion of Mr. Ren Weiyong. Anyone aged 36, 22, 35 or 48, who belongs to the rooster or ox, should turn around and avoid it!"

As Mrs. Ren's coffin was pulled out, Uncle Nine began to talk about some taboos that needed attention.

Also let several servants and security guards avoid!
practice.

Libi!

"The evasion is over, everyone tidy up their clothes, nail and open the coffin!"

step, step, step~~

Several security guards ran over in a line, lined up on both sides, and pulled out the coffin nails together, preparing to open the coffin.

"Squeak~!"

At this moment, suddenly, in the surrounding bushes, several pitch-black crows suddenly soared into the sky, screaming miserably and frighteningly.

A dark cloud came from nowhere, blocking the sun and making the light dim.

Seeing this scene, Uncle Jiu frowned.

"Before the coffin was opened, the crows flew in fear, and the aura of the corpse soared to the sky. This is a bad omen!"

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