That Feng Shui gentleman's surname was Hu, and he had never told the residents of Renjia Town his full name, so everyone who knew him called him Mr. Hu. Mr. Hu came to Renjia Town 25 years ago, because of his great ability, helping people to see feng shui time and time again, he soon broke into a great reputation, and many people came to him to see feng shui.

It can even be said that when Mr. Hu lived here, the funerals in Renjia Town and several nearby towns were all carried out by him to check the feng shui and guide the burial.

Dragonfly Dotting Water, the best auspicious hole, was bought by Mr. Hu in the fourth year of coming here. Originally, no one knew that it was a feng shui treasure, but once Mr. Hu leaked his breath when he was drinking with others, and others knew that it was a good hole. After the news spread, soon Wei Yong, the head of Renfu, the first wealthy family in Renjia Town at that time, came to the door and coerced and seduced this piece of feng shui treasure from Mr. Hu.

Mr. Hu did not resist at that time, and calmly accepted the fact that his favorite feng shui treasure was robbed by others. Even when Ren Weiyong hung up in the second year, he personally helped the Ren family preside over the funeral and instructed Ren Fa how to bury the old lady Ren in the tomb of Dragonfly Dianshui.

When Huang Xiaohao heard this, he was really speechless for the IQ of his future father-in-law. Knowing that his father robbed this Mr. Hu's feng shui treasure, he dared to be so relieved that he would guide the burial, and he really thought that this Mr. Hu was a virgin who repaid his grievances with virtue!

But because of Mr. Hu's usual reputation, he often has actions to help poor people. At that time, all the insiders thought that Mr. Hu was really open-minded and repaid his grievances with virtue. And after knowing that the hill where the tomb of Mrs. Ren is located is a treasure land of dragon heads, many people buried their dead relatives there under the guidance of Mr. Hu.

Mr. Hu relied on this means to set up a Nine Shadows Gathering Array in the tomb of the old lady Ren. In order to prevent people with Taoism from seeing through his methods, more than 20 fake tombs were specially arranged to confuse the public and confuse the public.

As the saying goes, "three years to find the dragon, ten years to point the hole". Just looking for the dragon vein is not a simple matter. Even if you are a Feng Shui gentleman who is quite proficient, it will take three years to find a dragon vein. What's more, it is even more difficult to find the dragon head acupoint eye of the dragon vein, and that unique feng shui treasure land.

As soon as Uncle Nine and Huang Xiaohao heard the news, they knew that the tomb of Dragonfly Dotting Water was probably something that Mr. Hu had spent three or four years hard to find.

This kind of hard work to find, can benefit future generations, the prosperous family's feng shui treasure land was robbed like this, the hatred in this is not the Ren family's twenty years of bad luck and bad business can be offset. Judging from Mr. Hu's secret arrangement, it is obvious that he wants the Ren family to be ruined and cut off children and grandchildren.

Now Uncle Nine and they are equivalent to destroying Mr. Hu's revenge plot, if this Mr. Hu is still paying attention to this matter, he will definitely make a secret move.

"Then where did this Mr. Hu go? Why haven't you heard any news now? Hearing the news that Qiusheng inquired about with Wen Cai, Uncle Nine then asked.

The three apprentices of Uncle Nine and Wencai Qiusheng only moved to Renjia Town eight years ago. When they arrived, the feng shui master was no longer in the town, and there was no news about him.

"I died, I died of illness ten years ago." Qiusheng said a piece of news that surprised Huang Xiaohao very much.

"Dead? Senior brother, are you sure this news is true? Huang Xiaohao asked in disbelief.

Ever since he knew that this feng shui gentleman had secretly done something wrong and wanted to be unfavorable to the Ren family, Huang Xiaohao had always treated this feng shui gentleman as a big boss behind the scenes.

In order to deal with this imaginary enemy, Huang Xiaohao secretly prepared many means, and even considered what method to use to find out and eliminate this black hand hidden behind the scenes.

In his mind, he didn't know how many times he had rehearsed the picture of fighting with the mastermind behind the scenes for 300 rounds, and finally winning and reaping a large amount of merit points. Unexpectedly, I heard the news that this feng shui master died ten years ago.

"The news should be true, and a lot of people in the town knew about it at the time. That Mr. Hu has always been sick, coughing every day, constantly taking medicine, and died of illness ten years ago. Qiusheng followed.

"So where is this Mr. Hu buried now? Have you ever heard about it? Uncle Nine then asked.

"Not buried here in Renjia Town. According to a subordinate in Mr. Hu's house at that time, after Mr. Hu died of illness, he was transported back to his hometown of Tengteng Town, Guangxi, by his family. Qiusheng replied, "And Mr. Hu's family members have never returned to Renjia Town since then." ”

"Really dead? Master, do you think this thing is true, could it be that Feng Shui gentleman cheated to death? Huang Xiaohao asked with a frown.

When Uncle Nine heard Huang Xiaohao's question, he frowned, and bent his fingers to calculate.

A cultivator of the Ghost Immortal Series, specializing in the power of the soul primordial god. For this kind of divination and other spells, it can be said that it is very easy to master it.

Even if it is a cultivator like Uncle Jiu who has not even survived a heavy thunder tribulation, if he wants to calculate something that has happened in the past, it is also accurate.

Huang Xiaohao couldn't do such a thing, and I don't know if it was because he could travel through time and space at will, for this kind of spell of divination of the past and future, he couldn't even get started. However, Huang Xiaohao didn't care, because he knew the plot of the movie, which was much stronger than those spells that divined the past and the future.

"It's true, that feng shui gentleman should be dead. And as a teacher, there is no feeling of being spied on and calculated in the dark, so there is no need to worry that someone will hide in the dark and plot wrongdoing. Coming to this conclusion, Uncle Nine couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Judging from the arrangement of the Nine Secluded Gathering Array in the tomb of Old Lady Ren, this Mr. Hu is indeed a person with real skills. If he really hid in the shadows and calculated, even Uncle Nine would feel tricky and be on guard everywhere.

Now that it is certain that this feng shui gentleman has been dead for many years, and there is no other backhand, whether it is Uncle Jiu or Huang Xiaohao, they are secretly relieved, and they feel that they have saved a lot of trouble.

It's just that Huang Xiaohao still has a little regret in his heart, if that Mr. Hu is still there, how much merit should he have!

This Mr. Hu originally came from an unknown background, and no one knew his real name in Renjiazhen for so many years, so it is known from this that he deliberately kept his name incognito. Judging from the fact that his tomb was robbed, but he endured it for many years, and secretly laid out the means of destroying people, he is not a good person.

Moreover, the tomb of Dragonfly Dotting Water actually has a feature, that is, it can only be buried for the murderer. Mr. Hu found this hole, originally prepared for himself. In other words, Mr. Hu himself thinks that he is a murderer with blood on his hands.

"Forget it, it's a good thing to be able to have less trouble, and you can get merit anywhere." Huang Xiaohao confirmed the death of this feng shui gentleman, and his heart suddenly relaxed.

No one is hiding in the shadows and watching, just with this zombie that fell into the hands of Uncle Nine and him, he can't turn the sky upside down.

"Master, that feng shui gentleman is dead, what will be done with the zombie inside?" Wen Cai glanced at the coffin in the room and asked a little worriedly.

Although Uncle Nine and Huang Xiaohao have laid out many measures to trap this zombie. But the timid Wencai was still a little uncomfortable, especially when the place where he slept at night was closest to this side room, which always made him feel a sense of panic.

"It's getting late now, tomorrow we will go to Ren's mansion and tell Master Ren all the truth frankly, and see what his opinion is." Uncle Nine glanced at Huang Xiaohao again and replied lightly.

"Thank you, master~!" Huang Xiaohao smiled and answered gratefully. If it weren't for the scruples of Huang Xiaohao and Ren Tingting, where would Uncle Nine have thought so much, and burned this extremely dangerous zombie directly here in Yizhuang, saving it from escaping and harming people.

"Uncle Nine, help~! Uncle Nine, save our captain! One or two hurried shouts came from the gate of Yizhuang, and when Uncle Jiu and the others looked over, they saw two members of the town's security guards, who were leaning against the door and shouting breathlessly.

"Uncle Jiu, help, our captain has been ghosted~!"