"Okay, thank you, Mama Fat Bear."

Zhang Ping'an took the toiletries.

Then Lin Meng also got up, looking at Zhang Ping'an's way of brushing his teeth, his heart was still hairy, as if he had been taken advantage of.

What's even more infuriating is that even so, Lin Meng can't have a seizure.

What's even more weird is that Lin Meng still has a trace of enjoyment.

"What's wrong with me?"

Lin Meng slapped his face, and then went to wash up.

In the ancestral hall, it is very clean, but the things that are broken cannot be restored by simply cleaning up.

"Heavenly Master, please sit down and have breakfast!"

The village chief greeted Zhang Ping'an and the others.

Then a hot breakfast was brought out of the kitchen.

After breakfast, Zhang Ping'an checked the evil.

The evil spirit still fell to the ground, and no one touched it.

"Village Chief, how are the discussions going?"

"If it's another feng shui burial, I can't do this job!"

Zhang Ping'an asked, while throwing out his position, which could not be rejected by the village chief.

"Heavenly Master, can't you?"

The village chief was anxious, apparently he had already discussed a plan last night.

Listening to the words of the village chief, there should be two sets of plans.

"First, I'm not Hu Hai, I can do nonsense."

"Second, this evil evil really can't be buried directly, otherwise the corpse will be raised again in the future, and I'm afraid it will be even more powerful."

"Third, I stand my ground."

Zhang Ping'an, like an old Taoist, makes sense in the live broadcast.

When the village chief heard this, he could only nod his head in a daze, and turned his head to glance at the elders of the clan waiting in the ancestral hall.

"Then, in the opinion of the Heavenly Master, what should be done? Burned directly? ”

The village chief was puzzled, and always felt that the method of burning directly was too rough.

"Do you have a better way?"

Zhang Ping'an then asked.

"It's burned and turned to ashes, I can still help you bury it, so that it will return to dust and dust to dust."

Zhang Ping'an also took a step back, anyway, the next step is a normal operation, and there is money to collect.

"That's it!"

The village chief sighed, this time it was already hard enough, and thirteen villagers died.

"Just according to the words of the Heavenly Master!"

"However, I have to ask the Heavenly Master to come out and choose a piece of land for burial."

The village chief was extremely helpless, he didn't do it beautifully.

The elders hoped that he would persuade Zhang Ping'an to leave the remains of his ancestors for burial, but he still couldn't escape the end of the fire.

This will make the villagers disappointed in him.

"Hmm."

"Then give the order!"

Zhang Ping'an said, pinching his fingers and counting.

"Four days later, it will be an auspicious day."

"But there is no need to choose the time to burn first, let's get the location of the body and the tomb first!"

Zhang Ping'an pinched his fingers and said to the village chief.

The village chief had no objections, and in front of the Heavenly Master, there was no room for negotiation at all.

[I finally have a complete plan, and then I can do it step by step.] 】

[The Heavenly Master is out of the horse, once and for all, there will be no trouble in the future. 】

[But the dream of Huanglongzhuang to continue to develop may be coming to an end. 】

[This should be too much to worry about, the villagers who have developed up can still continue to grow with their capital. 】

"Heavenly Master, sit down for a while, I will arrange it immediately, and I still need the guidance of the Heavenly Master."

The village chief gave the invitation, which was very formal.

Turning around, the village chief had already arranged for people to come over, and set up a firewood pile in the square.

"Come on, come on, you guys, move your ancestors out!"

The village chief commanded the four villagers.

These four villagers are selected and must be members of the family.

"Be careful."

Zhang Ping'an put on a purple robe again and directed the villagers to carry the remains.

In broad daylight, the villagers are not afraid, and Zhang Ping'an has already subdued the evil.

In the square, a large number of people gathered, and they came to send evil spirits.

Everyone has paper money and incense in their hands.

The evil moved to the pyre.

"Everyone, kneel!"

Zhang Ping'an shouted on his behalf.

All the people in Huanglongzhuang are the descendants of evil spirits, and they are cremated today.

Even the villagers of Huanglongzhuang, who worked in the city to make money, came back on purpose.

Nearly five hundred people gathered in the square, all kneeling down together.

Only Zhang Ping'an and the villagers who were holding the fire were still standing.

"Ignition."

Zhang Ping'an instructed the villagers who were carrying torches.

The villagers threw torches into the firewood.

The Great Flame immediately burst into flames, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a raging fire.

After all, it is an old bacon from hundreds of years ago, and it is easier to burn.

At this time, the village chief came to Zhang Ping'an with a few well-dressed rich people and officials who had returned from the city.

"Heavenly Master, this is a small meaning."

The first procedure.

The village chief handed over a red envelope.

Zhang Ping'an was not polite and accepted the red envelope.

"Okay, hurry up, let the villagers take me to the surrounding mountains!"

Zhang Ping'an saw that the fire was already burning, so there was no need to stare at it.

Take advantage of this time to choose a land.

Zhang Ping'an took the compass and walked around the surrounding mountains to find it.

"I suggest, a simple burial!"

Zhang Ping'an put forward his own ideas.

"Yes, yes, yes."

The village chief also nodded again and again, if the tomb is not in the back mountain, it is not within the visual range of Huanglongzhuang.

If you bury something of great value, it may be stolen.

"Heavenly Master, can't you use that acupoint from before?"

The decent man who came back from the city asked Zhang Ping'an.

"I can't use it, I said before that the coffin has been relocated for twenty years, exactly twenty years."

Zhang Ping'an responded.

Twenty years later, the coffin was relocated, Hu Hai said.

And this point, Zhang Ping'an agrees with Hu Hai's words.

"Oh, alas, that land cost a lot of money!"

The decent man shook his head and sighed.

After wandering around for a long time, I finally found a good place behind the mountain in the east.

"That's it!"

"It's also a good feng shui place."

Zhang Ping'an stood still, which meant the land under his feet.

"Okay!"

The village chief looked around, and Huanglongzhuang was no longer visible here, but from a distance, it was really good.

"Heavenly Master, please leave a mark, and I can arrange for someone to work immediately."

The village chief handed Zhang Ping'an a shovel.

Zhang Ping'an took the shovel, put away the compass, and carved out an area under his feet.

"Four days later, just bury on time."

Zhang Ping'an counted the time.

The village chief nodded repeatedly.

At this time, the village chief handed over a red envelope, which was a red envelope for selecting feng shui.

Zhang Ping'an himself did not hesitate, and continued as such.

The red envelope is pinched in the hand, and it feels quite thick, at least it is a thousand units.

Huanglongzhuang is decisive and arrogant.

In a blink of an eye, he returned to the ancestral hall.

It's over, and the rest of the things are Huanglongzhuang's own business.

So Zhang Ping'an can leave.

"Village chief, the previous agreement can be fulfilled."

Zhang Ping'an did not detour and said directly to the village chief.

"Heavenly Master, it takes time, there is so much money at once, we need to prepare!"

The village chief expressed embarrassment.

Zhang Ping'an shook his head.

This is rhetoric, but the village chief does not dare to offend Zhang Ping'an, Zhang Ping'an's Taoism is powerful.

(End of chapter)