"Mr. Yang has known before, this is where the ancestral grave of my Dong family is?"

Dong Wansheng's eyes were blazing, and he asked.

Yang Yonghui looked him directly in the eyes and shook his head slowly: "Never." ”

"So, how do you know where this place is?" Dong Wansheng asked.

Even if you don't understand or believe in feng shui, movies and television give ordinary people enough sources of information.

For example, the quality of the ancestors' graves can affect the careers, wealth, and family of future generations.

At this point, without anyone else's words, Dong Wansheng could guess that Yang Yonghui was involved in the feng shui of Dong Jinzong's illness in the ancestral tomb.

An expression that seemed to be a smile appeared on Yang Yonghui's face.

"If I say that I see it from Feng Shui, will Mr. Dong believe it?"

Dong Wansheng was silent.

Dong Xiujuan's bright eyes swept back and forth on Yang Yonghui's body, and she didn't speak.

Even Brother Wolf and Zhang Zhentong, who have great trust in Yang Yonghui, feel a little incredible.

Meng Junrong felt that he had finally seized the opportunity and immediately jumped out.

"You don't need to play music to brag, the more you brag about it, the more mysterious it becomes. You can tell such a lie, and your face is really thick. I must have checked the information early in the morning, done my homework, and then made a fool of myself here. ”

Yang Yonghui squinted at him, and spit out a sentence in his mouth: "You still dare to fart?"

Meng Junrong's face immediately turned red, and he said, "You ......"

Yang Yonghui ignored him and turned to Dong Wansheng: "Mr. Dong, since you have come, why don't you go up and take a walk, and see how my god stick can justify himself?"

Dong Wansheng's face was expressionless, as if he was angry and thoughtful.

Moment.

"Good. Dong Wansheng finally nodded slowly.

The mountain is not high, and there are many graves on the mountain. Filial sons and grandchildren worship their ancestors every year, people come and go, and the road is not difficult to walk.

When everyone arrived at the ancestral tomb of the Dong family on the mountain, even Dong Xiujuan only gasped slightly.

This ancestral tomb is quite atmospheric, and the location is good, compared with the surrounding ones, it is obviously a grade higher.

However, if you consider Dong Wansheng's value and status, it seems a little too low-key.

Yang Yonghui arrived at the place, took two steps forward, and the eye of heaven suddenly opened.

After a period of exercise, the battery life of today's eye has been increased to 5 minutes. In addition, on the way here just now, Yang Yonghui has been closing his eyes to recuperate, and he is still in quite good condition at this time.

"Sure enough!"

Through the eye of the sky, Yang Yonghui confirmed his previous guess.

I saw a thick black line rising from the top of the tomb of the ancestor of the Dong family, and then suddenly turned and headed northwest.

There is no doubt that at the end of the black line, it is the young master of the Dong family, Dong Jinzong.

As for why Dong Wansheng, the head of the Dong family, and his daughter Dong Xiujuan and other family members are fine, just Dong Jinzong was recruited?

This is a question that Yang Yonghui is puzzled with.

Although he has the eye of heaven in his hands, he can see through the root of the essence of Feng Shui. But it is only known but not the reason for it, and the reason cannot be explored.

However, this is not the first situation encountered, Yang Yonghui once again carried forward the spirit of "if you don't understand, put it aside", and soon stopped paying attention to this annoying problem.

In contrast, it is more practical to find out why the ancestral tomb of the Dong family is unfavorable to their own children and grandchildren, and solve it.

The ancestral tomb can affect future generations because of its feng shui, and the good or bad feng shui is affected by the location and surrounding environment of the ancestral tomb.

In the eyes of the sky, the surrounding mountains are farther away, and threads of gold, red, cyan or similar colors converge from all directions, all gathered on this small mountain.

And the tomb of the ancestors of the Dong family is in the center of the silk whirlpool. Yang Yonghui saw very clearly that more than ninety percent of the dense silk threads of these three colors fell on the tomb of the Dong family's ancestors. Less than a fraction of them were scattered to other tombs.

According to Yang Yonghui's exploration and summary during this time, these three colors should represent all good luck such as career, family and health.

"It turns out that the root of Dong Wansheng's fortune is not in the ancestral house, but because their ancestral cemetery is well chosen. ”

Yang Yonghui thought to himself, his eyes flickering.

"But how can these threads feel intermittent, as if they will fall apart at any moment? And what about the black threads in them?"

Looking in the direction of the silk thread, Yang Yonghui's eyes lit up.

Finally found the reason!

Dong Wansheng and others don't understand feng shui, and in the boring waiting, they have been paying attention to Yang Yonghui's expression.

At this time, looking at him like this, he obviously made a discovery.

"Master Yang, what's wrong, do you see it?" Dong Wansheng seemed to have suspicions about Yang Yonghui, and was silent at this time. A question, I had to ask Brother Wolf.

Yang Yonghui nodded, and did not sell it.

"I think I already know what the problem is. ”

Yang Yonghui looked at Dong Wansheng, then turned to Dong Xiujuan, moving back and forth between the two. The eyes are deep, as if they can suck the soul of a person.

"Mr. Dong, please forgive me. Have you been in trouble with your business lately? Or is it not a hassle, but compared to before, it seems that nothing is going so smoothly?"

Yang Yonghui suddenly changed the topic, but Dong Wansheng was shocked.

This kid, how do you know?

Wansheng Group is a huge enterprise, and every move involves countless relationships. If something goes wrong with the operation and it breaks out to let the outside world know, there will be an earthquake in the entire city of Eguchi.

But he started from scratch, what kind of wind and waves have he never seen? How shocked was he in his heart, his face was calm and constant, just a faint denial.

"Nothing. ”

Yang Yonghui smiled incomprehensibly, did not argue, and looked at Dong Xiujuan again.

"As for Miss Dong, hehe, don't say it. ”

His gaze swept over Meng Junrong on the side and did not continue.

Dong Wansheng's mind was in a hurry, and a lightning bolt passed through his brain.

Recently, his career seems to have come to a standstill, and even has a downward trend. In the same way, his son Dong Jinzong suddenly became ill and became ill, and he couldn't see it well after seeing many medical professors.

Listening to Yang Yonghui's meaning now, it seems that his daughter is also in trouble in some way.

What's going on?

Could it really be that there is something wrong with the feng shui of this ancestral tomb?

Yang Yonghui did not explain much, but stretched out his right hand and pointed to the front right of the tomb. There, there is a building with a bit of history.

From the outside, the building is square, and it doesn't look like a private house.

"It affects the feng shui of the ancestral tomb of the Dong family, and then makes Dong Jinzong's long-term illness difficult to heal, is it. ”

Yang Yonghui's voice is loud and confident, as if there is a kind of magic that makes people unconditionally convinced.

"It's very simple to solve, just tear it down and the hidden danger can be removed. ”

As soon as the words fell, an old angry snort came from the side.

"Hmph, little guy is so bold! I want to demolish the ancestral hall in our village unless I step on my old man's corpse!"

(End of chapter)