As I expected.

The second is the best choice for people like Boss Huang.

He came to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, and moved the grave to build an ancestral hall, one is to fulfill filial piety, and the other is to accumulate yin virtue.

Earlier, I used my face to calculate that he had just picked up a life from the sea.

Then the latter is definitely greater than the former.

After nine deaths, people will only feel that their lives are great, God has given them one more chance to live, and they must do more good deeds in the future.

The more the merrier.

And again.

Although the people of Boshan Village did not agree with him moving the grave.

But that doesn't mean he's going to fight these old things to the end.

Building cemeteries, building ancestral halls, offering incense, burying them for free, and doing white things is a good way to get in touch with the village.

It's all old people.

Who knows how long you can live?

Who is sure that the younger generations will give themselves a funeral?

Boss Huang directly comes to a one-stop service for free, and if he dies, he doesn't have to worry about no one burning money, he doesn't have to worry about having no place to sleep, and he doesn't have to worry about being dug up.

On the contrary, for Boss Huang, doing this kind of good deed will make him feel much more at ease.

"What can be done is what can be done."

"But on the villagers' side, it's up to you."

"The amount of work is too large, and you can't get through, and you can't get things done."

I looked back, and there should have been someone calling, and there were already villagers on the side of the road, one after another, carrying poles, kitchen knives and other things.

"Well said."

"Since everyone has brought it, I must settle today's matter."

"Master Yang, just tell me how to do it, dig the ditch or dig the soil first?"

Boss Huang lit a cigarette and asked.

I looked at the field again, and if I wanted to start construction, I had to at least destroy this corpse field, otherwise it would be a dead end.

"You call an engineering team first, and I'll take command tonight."

"Let's talk about breaking this corpse ground."

I said what was on my mind.

To change the feng shui land, on-site investigation is too important.

It stands to reason that 300,000 yuan is far from enough, because Boss Huang is not simply moving the grave, he also wants to build an ancestral hall.

That's too much to consider.

However, since it is the exam question from Liu Ye, and it is also my second business, it is not impossible to make it convenient.

"Something (no problem)!"

Boss Huang agreed, and then threw the cigarette butt on the ground and turned around to deal with the villagers.

I also took a curious look, but in just two or three minutes, nearly a hundred villagers appeared, men, women, and children.

But it's mostly the elderly.

You push me and yell, you scold me.

Boss Huang didn't talk nonsense with them, and with a wave of his big hand, he let the dark hanger rush up, grabbed the two loudest ones, and beat them.

But there was no dead hand, at most nosebleeds or something.

These dark hangers are also knowledgeable, and when they started, they took off their shirts, and their faces were red and red, and their momentum was in place.

When the other villagers saw this scene, they didn't dare to step forward, so they could only abuse and curse in the local dialect on the side.

Boss Huang was probably tired of hearing it, so he yelled directly, and more than forty hidden hangers rushed towards the villagers with a brush.

It's about to be done.

At this time, a guy wearing a black tunic and an old hat hurriedly rushed out of the crowd and shouted loudly not to fight, not to fight.

Looking at the head, most of them are the village chief.

Boss Huang was willing to give this face, and waved his hand to make people stop.

During this period, the two sides confronted each other for nearly two hours, and it seemed that some kind of agreement had been reached.

"Master Yang, let's go to the village chief's house to talk, and he said that there is a solution." Boss Huang said in a calm tone: "If you have something to do, you can go back first." ”

"Don't worry, I'll take a look with you."

I shook my head and decided to follow.

Half an hour later.

We came to the house of the village chief of Boshan Village.

A small courtyard, a two-story cement house, the furniture is very old, and it seems that he is a very poor person.

In these years, there are still village chiefs who are not greedy, which is strange.

But think about it.

He wants to be greedy, but he doesn't seem to have this opportunity.

But as the village head, there is still a little power.

In the backyard, there are dozens of chickens and ducks, as well as a few pigs, which can be regarded as a small farm, and there are three or two scattered workers feeding food.

The house is backed by a small stream and is ventilated on all sides.

It's a good place to retire.

Staying here, in the long run, will be in a good mood.

Boss Huang and the village chief sat in the main house drinking tea and talking, I didn't bother to listen, so I walked around the yard with Gou Wu.

Looking from the direction of the farm, you can see the back of the low grave mountain.

"Lao Yang, why do you say you are planting so many bamboos on this grave mountain?" Gou Wu asked suspiciously while smoking.

"This is exquisite, bamboo means longevity, high wind and bright festival, and tenacious vitality, can ensure that the soil quality is not lost, and the soil is the most suitable for bamboo ......"

Halfway through the conversation.

I reacted suddenly.

This corpse raising ground is built here, no matter what, it will suck the earth qi clean, this low tomb mountain is next to it, how can bamboo still grow?

Wrong.

Could it be that the object of the corpse raising ground is the dwarf grave mountain?

However, it is impossible to support so many graves at the same time in a corpse breeding place, but it will lead to feng shui disorders and form the opposite effect.

Unless.

"Unless the graves in this low hill are empty."

"The real grave is in the low mountain."

When this speculation popped up in my mind.

I was shocked myself.

It's a bit fanciful.

But, it's not impossible.

When I was very young, I heard my mother tell me a story that around the time of the Republic of China, the world was in chaos, and all kinds of warlords and bandits were kings.

But their purpose is not to make a career, but to "dig treasure".

Relying on his own guns and soldiers, he ran to the city to tie up a few feng shui masters, and then pulled a few Tufuzi, and wandered around to commit crimes.

Where there is a treasure, it will run there.

During the war, no one cared about it at all, so there were many antiques that were taken abroad in the form of selling stolen goods.

Among them, the most representative figure is Sun Dianying.

Later, in 49, after the great victory, the liquidation began, and those warlords who wanted to continue to fish in troubled waters had no other way but to escape.

Before you escape, what should you do with your belongings and clean antiques that haven't been disposed of?

It can only be buried in place.

When it subsides later, come back and dig again.

But it's not enough.

You have to protect them all, right?

Otherwise, if you change to another feng shui master, you can see the clue at a glance.

As a result, there are all kinds of strange tricks.

One of the most common.

It is to do "blindfolding".

The so-called blindfold bureau is to the effect that it is a fake feng shui bureau to divert attention and cover up the real thing, mainly to confuse the feng shui master.