"130,000 is the price of our ultra-high-end cemetery in Yong'an Cemetery, which not only provides luxurious decoration, but also occupies the feng shui treasure of the cemetery. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info buying such a cemetery for the ancestors can not only express respect for them, but also bless the younger generations, the promotion of officials, the fortune of business, and the school even if you can't get into Mizuki and Kyyo University, you can also go to Nanshan University......" The saleswoman explained endlessly.

Liu Lang heard the black line in his head.

If you find a good cemetery and bury your ancestors, the younger generations will be able to lie down and take the official, earn the money, and go to school, let alone 1381 square meters, even if it is 1.381 square meters, it is not expensive.

But Liu Lang is a professional, how could he be fooled by a layman girl.

To be honest, the Yin Mansion does have an impact on the younger generations, but it is not so exaggerated, if it is a feng shui ancestor like Zhang Daoling, maybe he can really gather luck and make the descendants of the deceased soar. However, according to Liu Lang's understanding of "Lao Tzu's Thoughts", even if Zhang Daoling wants to do that, he has to transform many things, such as terrain, water flow, trees, etc., and it is by no means simply a so-called feng shui treasure and bury people to finish.

In a sense, the real Feng Shui is an extension of the formation, using the geographical trend of mountains and rivers as the eye of the formation, gathering the luck of heaven and earth.

However, today, Feng Shui has gradually developed into a branch of architecture, and building a house and burying a tomb to see Feng Shui is more about psychological comfort.

Besides, Liu Lang's purpose today is to find a resting place for Ma Zhaodi's relics, and he is not so particular.

"Okay, don't tell me so much, thirteen eighty-one flat, right, calculate the total price for me, I want one. Liu Lang waved his hand and interrupted the saleswoman.

Although the price of 1381 square meters of Yongan Cemetery can be called sky-high, the cemetery is not the same as the Yang House, and the area is much smaller, so if you really calculate it, the total price is not too scary, about one or two million levels, this price is not too high for Liu Lang, nor too low, enough to express respect for a god.

The saleswoman thought that she would have to spend a lot of time, but she didn't expect Liu Lang on the other side to make up her mind directly, which made her a little blindsided for a while.

Before this, she had never met such a simple customer, the purchase of a cemetery is generally for the elderly parents, and buying a house for the living is a very serious matter, some customers even brought Mr. Feng Shui over, with a compass to the cemetery, both measured and measured. How can Liu Lang be like this and buy vegetables in the vegetable market.

"Why don't you go and take a look?" the saleswoman skeptical.

"Isn't it a cemetery? there's something to see, you hurry up and calculate it for me, I'm in a hurry. "It's not burying people, of course Liu Lang won't care so much.

"Young man, the knowledge of the Yin Mansion is great. You just hastily chose a place for your ancestors to sleep, aren't you afraid that they will blame you in the Heavenly Spirit?" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind Liu Lang.

Liu Lang looked back and saw that it was an old man in his seventies and eighties who spoke.

The old man was dressed in a red and black Tang suit, slightly fat, the hair on his head had almost fallen out, leaving only a white circle, and a half-foot-long beard under his chin.

Liu Lang was suddenly depressed.

Whoever you recruit provokes whom, come to buy a cemetery and bury a stone, how can you get hatred?

"Master Tang, why are you here?" Without waiting for Liu Lang to speak, the female saleswoman ran up to the old man and asked with a respectful expression.

"Can't I come?" said the old man, who was obviously not in a good mood, snorted coldly.

The saleswoman smiled awkwardly, she was also very depressed about lying down for no reason, the cemetery was going to be sold, but this old man came, didn't this cut off her wealth?

"Old man, it doesn't seem to cost you money to buy the cemetery, right? Why don't you worry about buying it?" was labeled as unfilial by the old man for no reason, Liu Lang's mood was naturally not good, and his tone was full of gunpowder.

"How to buy it is indeed your business, but how to sell it is up to me, Yong'an Cemetery is not built for people like you, you are not welcome here, you can go!" The old man did not relent, and said-for-tat.

Liu Lang didn't know what the identity of this old man was, so he couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the saleswoman.

"Sir, take a step to speak. The saleswoman pulled Liu Lang aside with a bitter face, and whispered to Liu Lang: "You don't know, this Mr. Tang is a famous feng shui master in Nanshan, and he is also a good friend of our boss. And I'm just a part-time worker, so this cemetery really can't be sold for you. ”

"So that's the case, no wonder this old man is talking so horizontally!" Liu Lang nodded, turned his head and said to the old man in Tang costume: "Master Tang, you dare to talk to me about the knowledge of the Yin House, I really laugh to death, at your level, the cemetery designed by you also dares to sell 1381 square meters, and give me 138,000 flat, I won't consider it." ”

"Do you dare to doubt the cemetery I designed? Who gave you the courage?" The old man in Tang costume was suddenly angry, he had studied the metaphysics of feng shui all his life, and this Yong'an cemetery could be said to be his brainchild, and it could not be questioned by others.

"Courage?" Liu Lang shook his head disdainfully, "Do you think that you draw water into a hug, and the design around the entire cemetery is very perfect, but have you ever heard of a saying, if there is no water, the wind will come and the air will disperse, and if there is water, the air will stop and the wind will not be, can that pool of stagnant water really gather the wind into qi?"

"If there is no water, the wind will come and the air will disperse, and if there is water, the air will stop and the wind will not ......" The old man in Tang costume chewed two sentences carefully, and was stunned on the spot for a while.

By the time he came to his senses, Liu Lang had long since disappeared.

originally wanted to buy a cemetery and bury Ma Zhaodi's relics, but he didn't expect to get angry, and Liu Lang simply didn't go to other cemeteries.

He drove directly to the mountain, found a place that looked good, dug a pit, and buried the relics in it.

While burying the soil, Liu Lang muttered: "Sister Ma, I also want you to find a high-end place, but your luck is too bad, and you can't buy it with money, so I can only let you stay in this barren mountain and wilderness, but don't be sad, I will come to see you when I have time." ”

After burying Ma Zhaodi's relics, Liu Lang drove back to the city and received a call from Zhang Tianyi on the way. Zhang Tian also said that he has a deep understanding of the first half of "Lao Tzu Xiang'er Note", and he will fly to Nanshan tomorrow to accept the test of his uncle. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )