The village chief's tone was vain, and as he spoke, his eyes did not take off the oil-stained passbook, and his right hand continued to caress it.

"Could it be that the sickle slope in our village is really what your master said? Can't open a tomb? ”

When he said this, the village chief's eyes flashed, his tone was much heavier, and his right hand stroking the passbook also stopped, but his gaze still remained on the passbook, very unwilling.

Shen Jiangtao guessed in his heart that this passbook must be related to the sale of Sickle Slope, but he didn't ask, but said to the village chief: "Feng Shui is mainly related to 'qi', where qi gathers, whether it is mountains, rivers, grass and trees, or us, everything will go smoothly and prolong life." This qi is what we usually say, anger, harmony, blessing, and so on. ”

"And this kind of qi will disperse when it rides the wind, and it stops when it borders the water. If Qi exists, Feng Shui definitely exists. Shen Jiangtao sighed when he said this.

"The sickle slope of our village, surrounded by mountains on three sides and water on one side, is an excellent place for mountains and rivers to gather qi, and the longevity of the village is long, precisely because of the sickle slope."

At this time, Shen Jiangtao shook his head and turned to look at the village chief who was staring at the passbook.

"There's a lot of life here, and whatever you do is smooth, including opening the tomb, of course." When talking about the word open tomb, Shen Jiangtao's tone was particularly aggravated.

"So, it's possible to open a tomb?" The village chief's eyes lit up.

Shen Jiangtao continued: "The tomb opened in the sickle slope is a dragonfly point water right wealth cave with excellent feng shui, three zhang and four feet long, only four feet can be used, and one zhang and three feet wide, and only three feet can be used. ”

"The legal burial is a vertical burial, the ancestors are buried vertically, and everything must be prosperous!"

"It's just that in this way, the qi here will be gradually absorbed and transferred, and the original speed of transfer will not be very fast, but after the death of the first young man in our village, the burial of the moon gate will speed up the transfer of this qi, not only that, this burial method can also block the anger of Changshou Village, and the young people's yang fire is raised by the anger, and blocking the anger is equivalent to extinguishing the yang fire, and the impact on the elderly will not be as fast as the impact on the young people, so in the past three years, so many young people have died early."

The village chief stared straight at the passbook in front of him, his eyes showed regret, and his right hand grabbed it tightly, as if he was going to tear the passbook to pieces in the next moment.

But in the end, it was not torn, and two tears were squeezed out of the empty eyes of the village chief: "In the first year after the Wang family was buried, I didn't notice anything wrong, although several young people passed away that year, all of them were accidents, but in the second half of the second year, the young people in the village will die of strange diseases, and I know that there is something wrong here." ”

The village chief wiped away the tears that he had managed to squeeze out: "I already know that this matter is wrong, but I have always been reluctant to admit the tens of thousands of yuan that the Wang family gave me, and I have also thought about returning the money and taking back the sickle slope." ”

Speaking of this, the village chief punched heavily on the table: "I talked to the Wang family several times, and the people of his family either didn't see me, or they just left me a message, and if you want to buy back the cemetery, you can talk about it for one million." ”

"I've also thought about finding someone to move those tombs out of Sickle Slope." The village chief choked up: "But who would have thought, their Wang family took this matter seriously, and they couldn't find anyone to move the grave, and we had to bury the dead in our village, and they were all very active." ”

The village chief gritted his teeth fiercely, his tears had dried up, his eyes were bloodshot, and bloodshot eyes were like spider webs: "They are so deceitful, I am not convinced, and I have petitioned the government several times." ”

The village chief shook his head in despair and sighed again: "The government's reply is that since our village has agreed to sell the land to the Wang family as a cemetery and collected the money, the agreement cannot be invalidated. ”

"Some time ago, some inspection team came, and I went to petition again, and they said: We can allow our village to take back the sickle slope after three years. When the time comes, those tombs can be moved out. For three years, I'm afraid our village will die! ”

The village chief pushed the passbook in front of Shen Jiangtao: "Jiang Tao, listen to my advice, you should leave here quickly, the money that the Wang family gave me, I have spent a lot of it on petitioning over the years, and there are still some left, all in this card, the password is written on the back of the passbook, you take it, and you will be given as travel expenses." ”

When he first saw the village chief put out this passbook, Shen Jiangtao probably knew what he was going to do, this was the village chief's remaining conscience, and he gave it to himself, in order to change his peace of mind.

In the past few years, fortunately, Shen Jiangtao has been learning feng shui from his master Li Xiang since he was a child, and he knows some ways to save his life, so he has to survive.

But even if he used his own feng shui skills to make some cracked feng shui placement objects at home, but the sickle slope opened the tomb, and the anger had been blocked, what Shen Jiangtao did could only be an expedient measure.

If you don't leave here, that day will befall Shen Jiangtao sooner or later.

Before the village chief came, Shen Jiangtao had already made a decision and was ready to leave at nine o'clock tonight.

The village chief sighed and opened the passbook, which contained a yellow-skinned hemp paper envelope. In the faint light, Shen Jiangtao saw some scribbled handwriting written on the envelope.

"You keep this letter...... the village chief said solemnly, taking out the letter and handing it to Shen Jiangtao.

Shen Jiangtao was a little puzzled by the village chief's current behavior, and when he saw the passbook, he could guess what the village chief was going to do; But for this letter, it was completely unexpected by him.

The village chief took a deep breath, and some gleam flashed in his eyes: "I used to be a private teacher in primary school, and among all the students I have taught, there is one who is very talented, and he taught himself in junior high school and completely learned all the knowledge in high school. ”

"Later, this kid didn't know how to get obsessed with feng shui, I thought it was feudal superstition, so I reprimanded him fiercely." The village chief said this, his eyes gloomy: "At that time, the college entrance examination required the teacher to write a letter of recommendation to apply for the exam, although he was only in junior high school, as long as there was a letter of recommendation, he could even participate in the exception, I also wrote a letter of recommendation for him, think about it, in that era, a junior high school student took the college entrance examination, once successful, he would definitely be famous throughout the country." ”

"But because of feng shui, I was angry and didn't give him this letter of recommendation, so that he could only take the college entrance examination normally after finishing high school, although he later went to college and became a professor, but it was definitely not as big as being admitted to college in junior high school to change his life." The village chief shook his head: "I am ashamed of him, but he still misses me, and every year he sees me, I don't see him; You take this letter with you, and after you leave here, if you have nowhere else to go, you can go to Qing'an City to find him. ”

After the village chief said a detailed address, he got up and left, looking at the back of the rickety disappearing, Shen Jiangtao felt a little emotion in his heart, he couldn't imagine that the village chief still had such a side.

It seems that no matter who it is, there is a past that others don't know, so we must not make one-sided judgments based on the current situation.

Looking up at the time, Shen Jiangtao packed everything into a burden on his back, held the compass in his hand, glanced in the direction of the sickle slope, and reached out to wipe the tip of his nose: "It's time to leave something for the Wang family." ”