In the days when I was forced to become a Feng Shui master

"Since Zhou Shilang nodded, let's open the grave." Yu Ning reached out and took the notebook that Fu Rong handed over, and turned to the page he had seen before.The entourage of the National Teacher's Mansion got his order, and urged the servants of the Zhou Mansion: "Since your eldest son has agreed, don't hesitate to do it!"

"Hurry up! Don't let someone dig your graves for you!"

Everyone in the Zhou Mansion complained, but the people in the National Teacher's Mansion pressed on with their white teeth like a beast, so that everyone dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. Steward Zhou brought out a copper basin and burned it inside. He lit the corolla incense candles, and waited until the sacrifices were burnt out, and then ordered people to start their hands.Everyone in the Zhou Mansion had no choice but to wield their hoes and dig up the grave.

The putty put on by the cemetery keeper hadn't fully dried yet. They dug loose the mound of soil beside the tomb, pushed it lightly, and the marble brick wall that was patched up collapsed. There was an indescribable stench, Zhou Shilang moved his nose, took out a veil from his sleeve in disgust, and covered the tip of his nose. "Mr. Yu, the grave has been opened."

"Zhou Shilang, don't worry, we still need to open the coffin." Yu Ning turned over a page of his story book without raising his head, paused, and ordered: "Ask people to cover their mouth and nose, it's not good if it smells too much .”

Furong responded softly, and Wang Guanshi waved her hand: "Miss Furong, don't be too busy, the group of stinky men over there are sweaty and dirty, let the old man go."

"Thank you." Fu Rong pursed her lips and smiled slightly, thanking her.Guanshi Wang was about to go over and give orders, but Yu Ning said: "Go to Furong, but Guanshi Wang stays."

Although Fu Rong was surprised, she still nodded her head, called a few attendants and tore the cloth that had been brought in for emergencies into long scarves, and gave it to everyone present, even Zhou Mansion.Zhou Shilang glanced at him contemptuously, but said nothing.

Guanshi Wang said, "Young Master, what are your orders?"

"My eyes hurt a bit from watching it, please read a paragraph to me." Yu Ning pointed to his side, and the attendants moved a chair for Steward Wang, and Steward Wang took the script, although he was a little confused But he still honestly planned to read to Yu Ning, but he turned two pages, his face slightly embarrassed: "Master, this...?"

"Read this book." Yu Ning was waiting to listen to the book with his eyes closed, when he suddenly realized something, he reached out to retrieve the script from Guanshi Wang's hand, and handed another one over - the smell overflowing from the grave It's corpse gas, in short, it's the gas of a rotting corpse. As for why Zhou Ge's great-grandfather could still leave some flesh and blood, let's not discuss it. Wang Guanshi is getting older and doesn't practice martial arts, so his resistance will inevitably be weak At one point, Yu Ning casually found a reason to intercept him.

Although he looked at Zhou Shilang with a calm face, he actually paid attention to the movement here, so as not to miss any key points.The book in his hand was handed to him by Fu Rong, as if he read it last night before going to bed, Fu Rong not only packed it up for him, but also took it up the mountain.Yu Ning casually took this storybook and pretended to be aggressive, but in the end, she pretended too much and forgot that the content of this storybook in her hand was a thrilling and erotic storybook, so she casually handed it to Wang Guanshi, no wonder Wang Guanshi looked weird tight.

Although to Yuning, it is only at an ordinary level, the words with a little bit of color in this book are just "crying" and "breathing lightly". , and then recite a specious but unreminiscent poem at a critical moment for readers to imagine themselves-isn't this just a pull-up lamp!What is eclectic and exciting?But obviously this is also very blatant for people at this time.

Yu Ning felt a bit like reading pornographic novels and being caught by the elders, but he still maintained his superior demeanor with a blank face, supported his chest with one hand, closed his eyes slightly, and said, "Read it."

Steward Wang carefully flipped through it, and saw that this was a first-class book similar to travel notes, and the content was much more serious than the previous one, so he let go of his thoughts.After reading more than three pages, the servants of the Zhou Mansion came to report: "Young Master, Mr. Yu, you can open the coffin."

Yuning waved his hand, indicating that he understood.Hearing the words, Zhou Shilang got up suddenly, gave Yu Ning a meaningful look, and walked over first.Yuning stood up, stretched her sore waist and legs from sitting for a long time, Sri straightened her long sleeves slowly, and then passed leisurely.

Seeing Yu Ning coming, Zhou Shilang said in a deep voice, "Get ready to open the coffin!"

"Yes!" All the servants of Zhou's mansion responded in unison. Steward Zhou offered three pillars of already lit incense. Zhou Shilang took it and bowed three times in front of the grave before inserting the incense into the incense burner.He looked at Yu Ning, butler Zhou held three sticks of incense in his hand, and motioned for Yu Ning to pick them up.

Yu Ning waved his hand: "He can't afford to avoid these vain rituals."

"You—!" Zhou Shilang wanted to ridicule Yu Ning, but Zhou Steward exclaimed, "Young Master! Fragrance! Fragrance——!"

Hearing the sound, Zhou Shilang turned his head suddenly. He looked in the direction of Butler Zhou's finger, and saw that the incense that was originally enshrined in front of the grave had been extinguished at some point.It is very unlucky for the incense to go out, so Zhou Shilang reached out to take the incense from Steward Zhou's hand, went forward to pay three obeisances, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.

A gust of wind blew, and the incense that was still curling up in Zhou Shilang's hand was extinguished again.

Steward Zhou was full of panic, but he still strengthened himself and said calmly: "My lord, don't worry... Maybe it's windy today?"

Zhou Shilang's complexion was really not good, he glanced at Yu Ning sarcastically, and replied: "I can't blame my ancestors for blaming me! It's because my eldest son and grandson are incompetent, so I asked my son to go around the ancestors to get closer."

Yu Ning chuckled, and said it again: "He dare not."

"You—!" Zhou Shilang flicked his sleeves: "Forget it, I don't care about you! When I return to Chang'an Mansion, I will definitely meet the Holy Majesty!"

Yu Ning didn't care what he said, the old god said: "Master Zhou still wants to offer incense? If you don't offer it, you can open the coffin."

Zhou Shilang dared not ignore whether it was his own ancestor.Although Qing's dynasty cannot last as long as several dynasties in history, Qing Taizu respected the ancient etiquette very much, and had clear rules for his ancestors, that is, he should serve the dead as if he were alive—that is to say, he should treat the dead as he was alive. Treat him the same as you always do, and don't treat him lightly.

Zhou Shilang asked people to take the incense again, straightened his clothes in a proper manner, knelt down, kowtowed three times obediently, held the incense in both hands and said: "The unworthy son Zhou Zizhang, pay homage to Gaozu! Today disturbed Gaozu! , is really unfilial, please forgive me!"

Fu Rong said to Yu Ning in a low voice: "Master Zhou's is really interesting. I didn't worship before, but now I will."

Steward Wang shook his head, signaling Fu Rong to keep silent.

Zhou Shilang called three times in a row, then got up and inserted the incense into the incense burner, the incense stood firmly in the incense burner, the cigarette went straight up, and finally disappeared into the air - the straight up of the cigarette usually means The ancestors have heard the call of their descendants, which is a good omen.Only then did Zhou Shilang nodded in satisfaction, before his smile disappeared, he looked at Yu Ning: "Mr. Yu, please!"

Yu Ning raised his hand and pointed far away, Zhou Shilang suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, he quickly turned his head to look, and saw that the incense in the incense burner was cut in two from the middle, and the lit incense candle fell off. On the altar, it was rolled to the ground by the mountain wind, and the incense was naturally extinguished.

"What did you do!" Zhou Shilang glared at Yuning.

Yu Ning took the hand stove from Furong and put it in his arms: "Zhou Shilang is too worried... I said it earlier, he dare not accept your incense, why doesn't Zhou Shilang believe it?"

Zhou Shilang's forehead was throbbing with blue veins, he said angrily: "You must have done something wrong, otherwise Gaozu would not accept my incense!"

"Please Zhou Shilang be careful." Yu Ning glanced at him, the more he looked at him, the more he felt that this kind of people can actually be a servant, it is an insult to the IQ of other students, it seems that if you want to be an official and fight your father item is very important.He changed his mind again, if Lan Xiao was an official and relied on Gu Guoshi, as long as his knowledge passed the test, he would not be afraid of anyone in terms of relationship.

Thinking of Lan Xiao and others wearing bright red official robes and riding horses through the streets, this can be regarded as living up to the world's assumptions about the four words "talented scholar".

Yu Ning asked: "Zhou Shilang, no matter how many times you sacrifice the incense, the ending is the same. It's getting late, so don't delay, open the coffin quickly... I'm still waiting to go back and report to the master."

The matter of ghosts and gods is illusory, and Yu Ning does not believe it.As for why the assistant minister couldn't light the incense this week, the reason is also very simple.Looking at the turbulent aura around him, Zhou Shilang was really surprised that he could light the incense.As for why the incense was cut off, it was purely because the aura of the people in the tomb did not match the aura of Zhou's ancestral grave, and the incense was just the result of the confrontation between the two auras.

Zhou Shilang's face was livid, and the housekeeper Zhou quietly pulled his sleeve, and said in a low voice: "My lord, just listen to Mr. Yu's words and open the coffin... This incense is too strange. Mr. Yu is a national teacher. Gao Zu, if you are not fully sure, you will definitely not say so."

Zhou Shilang said with a ferocious expression: "Since Mr. Yu is so confident, let's open the coffin!"

"Come on, open the coffin!"

The dome of the tomb has been completely removed, revealing a deep pit in the middle. Inside the deep pit is a dark coffin. Although the coffin is stained with some dust, it is intact. It can be seen that it is made of high-quality wood. result.Four strong servants of Zhou Fu jumped down, tied ropes on the coffin lid, and then used an iron crowbar to pry open the coffin nails one by one. Said: "Slow down!"

"What is Mr. Yu's order?" Housekeeper Zhou asked, cupping his hands.

"Ask someone to come up and use a rope to open the coffin."

"Yes." Housekeeper Zhou responded, calling for several strong servants to climb up.

"Mr. Yu has any orders, why not tell them together." Zhou Shilang said in a strange way.

"It's gone." Yu Ning smiled lightly, "I just hope Zhou Shilang can stabilize for a while."

Seeing that Zhou Shilang was furiously instigated by Yu Ning's understatement, Zhou Steward was afraid that Zhou Shilang might make some foolish tricks if he refused to let go, so he interrupted quickly: "Open the coffin!"

"Yes!" The strong servants shouldered the ropes and shouted in unison: "Open the coffin!"

The four of them exerted their strength together, and the coffin lid was raised in response to the sound. Everyone looked in fear and curiosity, and saw a bloody corpse lying inside, whose face could not be seen clearly. Look, his expression was inadvertently showing a bit of bewilderment.

His great-grandfather died nearly a hundred years ago, how could this corpse have not turned into bones?

At this moment, a maidservant among the onlookers screamed: "Coffin! There is a snake in the coffin—!"