Place your order and you're done.

The deposit is in hand.

The first 10 orders don't have a commission, and now it's my second single.

This speed is still too slow.

But now that I'm back to work, I have plenty of time to take orders, so I'll go shopping on the app after processing this order.

At one's leisure.

Gou Wu and I got into Boss Huang's car and went to Boshan Village.

Liu Ye shouldn't show up too much, so he didn't follow.

Dog Five thought about the long insight, and gave me a hand by the way.

Furthermore.

Two vans followed.

Inside these two vans, they are all filled with hidden hangers.

I roughly estimate that there were at least forty of them.

The quantity, not small.

As for whether to bring the real guy or not, I don't know.

Boss Huang is just moving the grave, and he doesn't think he wants to see blood, so he shouldn't have brought it.

The road into Boshan Village was even more bumpy than I expected.

There's not even a concrete floor here.

It was all some local villagers who spent time digging out the thick mud and potholes, and laid a few wooden planks.

It's too poor.

On the road, I saw some elderly hunchbacked old people.

Strangely, the spirits and spirits all looked very good.

"Master Yang, you shouldn't know that this Boshan Village had the name of Longevity Village a few years ago." Boss Huang was smoking a cigarette and asked me if I wanted to.

I shook my head: "Longevity Village? ”

He said: "The old people in the village can basically live past the age of eighty, and they all die of natural old age, and there is nothing wrong with it. ”

"A few people can still live to be in their 90s."

"That's why it's difficult to move graves."

"There are a few old men who have lived a lot of age by themselves, and the village has a lot of right to speak, and the village chief has to listen to them."

I always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't say it.

Soon.

The car stopped at the entrance of Boshan Village.

There are piles blocking the way, and there is a toll automatic lever, and a few middle-aged people who have nothing to do, smoking cigarettes next to them.

When he saw Boss Huang get out of the car, his face was wrong.

"Get out!"

"Get out of here!"

"Ge Laozi, I told you not to come last time, you still ran over, what do you want?"

A few people came up and drove them away.

Boss Huang didn't restrain his temper this time, and snapped his fingers directly.

Splinters.

On the two vans in the back, a bunch of people got down.

Holding an iron rod, his upper body is naked.

Strong yellow skin, bulging muscles, and a look that is not easy to mess with.

Compared with those migrant workers who do small jobs on the construction site, there is a comparison.

A few middle-aged people who blocked the road immediately took a few steps back in fright.

On the side, an old man rushed out, pointed at Huang Guohua and scolded: "Huang Pizi, what are you going to do (what)?" Soft can't do it, hard is it, right? ”

Boss Huang sneered: "Lao Tzu put his words here, this tomb Lao Tzu has settled, bring a feng shui master to see the land today, if you dare to stop it." ”

"Broken hands and feet, inevitably!"

"Open the gates!"

The voice fell.

A few hidden hangers rushed up and smashed the toll electronic railing, and a group of people walked directly inside.

I followed the crowd and was well protected.

Gou Wu said with a smile: "Lao Yang, you have a lot of pomp, you can earn a lot of money as a feng shui master, why don't you teach me a hand?" ”

I nodded and said, "No problem, first bow to the teacher, shave your head, and then bow three times and bow nine times, and swear to honor only one of my teachers, can you do it?" ”

When the dog heard this, he immediately muttered: "What's the difference between that and being a bald donkey?" ”

I laughed and said, "It doesn't make a difference, but it's the easiest way to get started." ”

In exchange for those famous and powerful feng shui masters, the apprentices must first pay a lot of money to enter the door, and then they must be "enlightened", pass three levels and kill six generals, and pass several tests given by the feng shui master before they can be recognized and regarded as a real entry.

A little more severe.

Do the "blood ceremony".

Fingers and toes, each left one and gave it to the feng shui master as a ceremony to recognize the master, proving that only this master can be recognized in this life, and the secret of the inheritance is kept and not passed on.

Some Feng Shui masters who have taken the wrong path will use this method.

They decided that in this way, they could transfer some of the causes and effects of their own crimes to their apprentices and eliminate the possible future effects.

Overall, it's really hard to get into the industry.

When Gou Wu heard me say this, he couldn't help but curse.

When touching flowers, there are not so many requirements.

If you have a quick hand, you can eat.

If you are slow, you will be beaten.

I asked him about his past.

He told me that he was an orphan and that when he was a child, he had joined a local thug in order to make ends meet.

That gangster is also a bumper flower, but he is not good, he privately finds a dozen children who no one wants, teaches them to steal, and sells them miserably.

Whoever does more will be able to eat that day.

Those who do less are beaten.

A few poor fellows, who were so stupid, broke their hands and feet, and threw them into the streets to beg, and all the money they asked for went to the thugs.

Dog Five is smart, bold, and deeply loved.

He learned all the tricks of gangsters and flowers, so he has today.

I asked him why he didn't change lines.

Touching the flowers, there is no future.

He said he had thought about it, but he didn't have the ability to do it.

I didn't say anything, no one who did this business was born, either forced by others, or forced by life, and couldn't help himself.

He's not like the kind of proud proud of stealing.

Just to mix up and eat.

"Here, this way."

Boss Huang's voice pulled my thoughts back.

We have walked to the head of Boshan Village, where the houses are all tiled houses, and they are very tightly attached to the soil.

Occasionally, there are a few buildings that have been repaired, and some young people's cars are parked, which should be the descendants of migrant workers.

At first glance, it's no different from the countryside.

But the backwardness of Boshan Village still makes me a little smacked.

The power poles here and everything that seem to have been destroyed.

Tap water, presumably, is not paved either.

I can also see some old people, carrying water home with a flat pole.

Really.

It's okay to offend anyone.

Don't offend the public.

A mighty group of people walked through the aisle, attracting many old onlookers, but no one stepped forward to find trouble.

The momentum of these dark hangers is not a joke.

Boss Huang led us to the back of a farmland, which leaned against a low hill covered with green bamboo.

There are several grave bags, piled up in front.

Very eye-catching.

Boss Huang pointed to the mountain, turned back to me and said, "Right here, my ancestors' graves are all on top, Master Yang, can you see how to move appropriately?" ”

When I saw the mountain, my brow furrowed.

No response.

Instead, turn your head.

I looked at the surrounding farmland.

The distinction is clear.

Organized.

Every ravine, every barrier, and every aqueduct......

"This grave is not easy to move."

My face changed slightly, and I muttered to myself.