The Heavenly Master came down the mountain and I was surrounded by beautiful senior sisters

"Do you know how to borrow ancestral shade?" Shan Dianyi asked.

of course I know!

"However, your wording is not accurate. It should not be borrowed, but stolen."

Zhang Xiaofei stressed sternly, "If someone's cemetery has good feng shui, then they secretly bury the bones of their ancestors in it to steal the feng shui and fortune. This kind of approach is quite unethical."

"Alas! That's very wicked. That's how prosperous my family is."

Shan Dianyi sighed and told the whole story without reservation.

Shan Dianyi's grandfather was a Feng Shui master. In his early years, he took his father Shanhai from the far northwest to Yuanping City.

Also brought with him was a small clay pot containing the bones of his ancestors.

The ancestors must be buried first.

Grandpa Shan Dianyi was walking in the mountains near Yuanping City and found a cemetery with only a few graves. The feng shui was particularly good and could ensure that future generations would make a fortune.

Greed is causing trouble!

Shan Dian secretly dug a deep hole according to his grandfather's plan on a dark and windy night.

The bones of the ancestors were quietly buried here and a ceremony was performed.

Next, Shan Dianyi's grandfather and father started business.

With the help of good Feng Shui, various opportunities came one after another, and the Shan family soon became prosperous, making money every day, and became a wealthy family in Yuanping City.

"Do you know who the original owner of the cemetery is?" Zhang Xiaofei asked.

"They were also a wealthy family in Yuanping City. After being borrowed from their ancestors, their situation was not very good. Within ten years, they were completely bankrupt. Later, there was a terrible car accident, and all five members of the family were gone. ."

Shan Dianyi shrugged and added: "My grandfather regrets it very much. He feels that he shouldn't take advantage of his ancestors, which is tantamount to harming their family."

"Your grandpa is not regretful, but afraid." Zhang Xiaofei bluntly attacked, "You don't need to look to know that there is a flaw in the feng shui."

"The feng shui of a poor family is that my father only has one daughter. No matter how hard he tries, my mother just can't get pregnant." Shan Dian said.

"Yiyi, borrowing ancestral shade is a big taboo for Feng Shui masters. Your grandfather still knows his mistakes and makes mistakes, and the end will not be good." Zhang Xiaofei said bluntly.

"He is missing and his life and death are unknown."

"Judging from your appearance, he has been dead for ten years."

"Do you still know how to read faces?"

Shan Dianyi was a little surprised. Before, he only thought that Zhang Xiaofei's kung fu was invincible.

"I am a heavenly master, from a well-established and authentic family. Reading fortune-telling, geomancy and fortune-telling are all a piece of cake. I can cure diseases, exorcise evil spirits and eliminate disasters, and I can do it with ease." Zhang Xiaofei boasted arrogantly.

"I've met Zhang Tianshi." Shan Dianyi clasped his fists playfully.

Zhang Xiaofei waved his hand proudly, "Hey, you're welcome, go on, why did you let that bitch Hai Chao choke your family's life?"

Shan Dianyi sighed again, looking frustrated.

After his grandfather disappeared, his father Shanhai was afraid that retribution would fall on him, so he thought about moving the grave and changing the feng shui.

The problem is coming!

Unless that area was dug up, including the original cemetery, it would be impossible to find the black pottery pot, and no one knew where it was buried.

If we can't find the bones of our ancestors, we can't talk about moving tombs and changing feng shui.

So, I kept putting it off and didn't dare to take action.

Just last year, something unexpected happened.

Haichao bought the mountain for tourism development and dug up the graves without any ceremony. They also dug up black clay pots, which were very complete.

In the clay pot, there are also several wooden plaques with the names of the Shan family's ancestors written on them.

The matter of borrowing Zuyin was discovered by Hai Chao.

He found his father Shanhai and accused him of doing this, which caused the family to be destroyed.

Shanhai apologized, but failed to get the black clay pot back.

If this matter were completely exposed, the reputation of the Shan family would be completely ruined.

Therefore, Shan Hai could only obey Hai Chao's advice, not even daring to say "no".

In order to further control the mountains and seas, Haichao also brought Shan Dianyi with him.

"Master Zhang!"

"Hey, if you're not used to it, call me by name!" Zhang Xiaofei said with a smile.

"Xiao Fei, our family has no choice, and I have no choice. The tide is too powerful and we can't fight it. We can only drift with it." Shan Dianyi looked sad.

"I understand, the situation is very complicated."

Zhang Xiaofei nodded and asked again: "Yiyi, follow the tide, why don't you want to steal the pottery pot?"

"Of course I want to, even in my wildest dreams! But it would be harder to find a clay pot in his place than in the original cemetery."

Shan Dianyi helplessly spread his hands.

"Hai Chao's doing this is equivalent to digging up your family's ancestral grave." Zhang Xiaofei pointed out.

"Yes, the ancestral grave is gone, and business has not been good in the past two years. It is difficult to maintain a balance of payments, and we are starting to rest on our laurels." Shan Dian said accordingly.

"Come here and light a cigarette, I'll give you some advice and point you to a clear path!" Zhang Xiaofei greeted.

Shan Dianyi was stunned for a moment, then stood up and came over, half-bent his knees, and lit a cigarette for Zhang Xiaofei.

Zhang Xiaofei tapped his temples and thought. Unexpectedly, Shan Dianyi misunderstood this move.

Shan Dianyi's pretty face blushed slightly, and she suddenly came over and kissed Zhang Xiaofei's forehead.

Hehe, the subtle fragrance remains!

Zhang Xiaofei was overjoyed and said without wiping his saliva, "Yiyi, your performance is good. Please listen carefully."

First of all, the Shan family's current fortune has nothing to do with the black clay pot.

Shan Dianyi's grandfather died, and he already had a burial place.

The feng shui of his current burial place determines the fate of his descendants. It can be basically inferred that the feng shui is by no means a sinister or evil one.

Secondly, the tragedy of that family may not be related to the Shan family’s invasion of Feng Shui.

As the saying goes, Feng Shui changes in cycles. There is no good Feng Shui that remains unchanged, and there is no century-old wealth under the protection of Feng Shui.

As for why they are buried together, but there is a huge difference between family ruin and prosperity?

There are so many things here!

It all has something to do with the direction and depth of the burial, as well as the great fortune of the descendants. The slightest difference can lead to huge differences in the results.

Although it is unethical to borrow the influence of ancestors, don't bear a heavy sense of guilt because of it.

Finally, if Hai Chao secretly hides other people's bones, it will affect his luck, self-defeating and self-defeating.

Shan Dianyi was stunned for a while, but he had to admire Zhang Xiaofei's erudition. The Feng Shui master was just that, and he might not be able to explain it so thoroughly.

"Xiao Fei, do you mean that the bones of ancestors are useless?" Shan Dianyi asked.

"It's useless. It has been out of the soil for so long, and it has long since lost its vitality."

Zhang Xiaofei nodded and added: "You don't need to be afraid of the threat of Hai Chao. You can just refuse to accept the dead bones as your own. Or you can bite back and Hai Chao is shameless and digs up the Shan family's ancestral graves in the northwest."

"Haha, great!"

Shan Dianyi was very happy and said with emotion: "When I tell my father clearly, he will worry about this all day long. In more than a year, he has aged ten years."

"Yiyi, you can get rid of the tide. The more you are afraid of this old gangster, the more he will bite your nose and face." Zhang Xiaofei encouraged.