So, you live here? ”

I originally thought that Zhao Xiaoqian would live in a relatively good location, but I didn't expect that she had been driving the car and took me to a manor in the suburbs.

There are mountains on all sides, and only one piece of land in the middle has been converted into a manor.

"What, I can't live here?"

Zhao Xiaoqian rolled her eyes and looked at me.

"Yes!"

I spread my hands, I have made this girl soft, and he will not let him stir up his anger.

From here, I am afraid that it will take two days to walk back to the distribution station in the west of the city.

I'm not that stupid.

"The feng shui here is good, there is no problem, what are you looking for me?"

I looked left and right.

When this manor was built, I should have looked for someone to see it, and there was no problem with the location or the feng shui orientation, and it was even a treasure place where the wind and qi were gathered.

It stands to reason that the people who dominate this place should have no worries about food and clothing.

"If it's just a house problem, won't so many feng shui masters be able to solve it?"

Zhao Xiaoqian glanced at me and said, "What I told you is related to my grandfather......

As she spoke, Zhao Xiaoqian also trembled subconsciously, as if she was extremely afraid.

And with her eloquent words, my brows were also tightly wrinkled.

This matter started half a month ago.

Half a month ago, Zhao Xiaoqian's grandfather, who had always been strong, suddenly fell ill.

The old man's illness frightened the Zhao family, and they hurriedly organized someone to send him to the hospital.

But this disease comes quickly, and it also comes to the evil door.

The old man fainted and woke up at first, but when he arrived at the hospital, he was already delirious, and in the end he didn't even survive until the test results came out, and the person was already dying.

In the end, the doctor said that it was high blood sugar, and on the way to it, he had a cerebral hemorrhage.

Of course, the person is already dead, and the cause of death does not matter.

The top priority is to bury the old man well.

As a large household in the closed-door county, the old man's funeral was naturally beautiful, and hundreds of monks who recited the scriptures were invited.

It's just that according to the rules of the Zhao family, it is not cremated after death, so a large coffin was made, and a few young people carried it to the ancestral grave on the mountain behind the solemnity for burial.

Everything is business as usual.

But just a week later, when the whole family was almost coming out of the grief of the old man's death, something strange happened.

Zhao Xiaoqian is the third in the Zhao family