At this time, I saw my daughter Peng Qingya on the mountain. Mr. Peng was about to raise his hand to greet him, but suddenly he found that there seemed to be a young man next to his daughter, and the two seemed to be very close...

Seeing this, Mr. Peng was stunned and his face darkened, not knowing whether it was joy or anger.

Bao Longtu also saw the situation on the mountain next to him, and his expression became very strange: "Hey, that's not..."

"Luo Shui." Fang Yuan glanced at him and said in surprise: "Why is he here?"

"Do you know that person?" Mr. Peng said in a deep voice: "Where is he from and what do he do?"

This is the rhythm of investigating household registration! Bao Longtu reacted and said with a secret talk, "Mr. Peng, that kid is a rich second generation. He rented the shop downstairs of our company to run a wooden furniture business. His cousin is the general manager of Junyue, and his elegant immediate boss."

"Rich second generation?" Mr. Peng frowned: "How is the character?"

In this regard, Bao Longtu dared not joke and quickly said solemnly: "The character is OK, there are no bad habits, and it is not a playboy type."

"Oh." Mr. Peng nodded slightly and stretched his eyebrows a little. He knew Bao Longtu's personality very well. The person he hated the most was the rich second generation. Now he actually said that the kid has a good character, so he should be fine.

At the right time, Bao Longtu also asked in a low voice: "Mr. Peng, do you want to call him here and ask you to review... Cough, let me know?"

Seeing that Mr. Peng had no sound, Bao Longtu knew what to do. He smiled evilly and shouted loudly: "Boy named Luo over there. Get out of here quickly!"

In an instant, the two men on the mountain looked back and looked back with a trembling expression. Peng Qingya's appearance was fading. Luo Shui was in panic all day long...

Well, these are the brains of everyone. In fact, the distance is relatively far, and no one can see clearly what the expressions of the two are. But what is certain is that after hearing the screams, they did delay for a moment before they came briskly.

"Brother Fang.Brother Bao!"

Before the person arrived, Luoshui's congratulations came over, full of incomparable enthusiasm.

It was like a thief who was caught by someone. Suddenly, there was a good friend among the police who arrested him. He must have seen a savior and was pleasing to him in all kinds of ways.

"It's useless to call me brother." Bao Longtu narrowed his eyes and smiled: "We are not the ones who are in charge here now."

Luo Shui naturally understood what this said. He was a little nervous. After glanced at Mr. Peng, he seemed to see a cat mouse, and suddenly became a little shorter, lowered his eyebrows and said with a pleasing look: "Hello, uncle, I am Luo Shui!"

"Um."

For some reason, under such circumstances, a sense of superiority arose in Mr. Peng's heart. Even if he has no experience, the sound of pinching and adjusting the nose is very skillful and natural.

"Guoguo, come!"

At this time, Peng Qingya was a little shy, and slapped her little hand gently and called her softly. The Teddy in Mr. Peng's hand struggled and jumped down, then ran back to her side, her little tail kept shaking, her mouth opened and her tongue was sticking out, looking cute and stupid.

Peng Qingya could also use the puppy to hide her mood, but Luo Shui had no choice but to look at Fang Yuan and Bao Longtu with his eyes full of help on his face.

Seeing this, Fang Yuan smiled: "Xiaoshui, when did you arrive?"

"Yesterday, I came yesterday." Luo Shui said quickly, and smiled with a secret gratitude.

"Come yesterday?" Bao Longtu touched his chin and said, "Why didn't you see you?"

"This..." Luo Shui looked at Peng Qingya, a little embarrassed, and didn't know how to reply.

However, Mr. Peng seemed to remember something and suddenly asked, "Did you give that rosewood fan?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Luo Shui nodded repeatedly and said happily: "Yesterday was your birthday. I heard from Xiaoya that you prefer classical things, so I gave you a fan. I hope you like it."

"It's OK." Mr. Peng said calmly: "But Qingya said that it was a gift from Mr. Yang of Junyue."

"Uh? Didn't she tell you?" Luo Shui was stunned and looked at Peng Qingya again, as if he was a little confused.

Peng Qingya's face was a little flushed and a little embarrassed. Especially when she saw the many people next to her, she was even more embarrassed and hurriedly changed the topic: "Dad, let's talk about this when I go back. By the way, what are you doing here?"

Although he understood Peng Qingya's thoughts, others thought about the important things and diverted their attention.

"I'll interrogate you carefully when I go back..." Mr. Peng's eyes revealed such a message, and then turned around and said, "I remembered that it was in the middle. Everyone, please look for it."

"What are you looking for?" Luo Shui showed positive performance: "I can help."

"Look for a tomb." Bao Longtu said with a smile: "The grave buried in the coffin."

"Ah!" Luo Shui was stunned and smiled unnaturally: "Brother Bao, you are joking again."

"No kidding." Bao Longtu said casually: "If you don't believe me, please ask everyone if this is the case."

Others nodded one after another, and this is a fact, and there is no need to deny it. Although I don’t understand why I was looking for this, everyone is confident in seeing Fang Yuan’s confident look. Besides, it will take a try to know whether things will be successful.

Anyway, Yin Yue's opinion is that she may succeed if she tried, but she will never succeed without her. Of course, there is no need to hide that she has some mentality of being a dead horse.

Everyone had different thoughts, but the goals were the same, so they searched in the lush grass. However, after searching for four or five minutes, everyone had no gains. Because in the center, the terrain was very flat and there were no raised hills at all.

"It's strange. It must be nearby. Why didn't you see me?" Mr. Peng was very confused. After all, he was a little old and had walked a lot today. He also felt a little tired after wandering the mountain for more than ten minutes.

While confused, Mr. Peng also wiped his sweat and was a little panting.

Luo Shui was very clever and naturally would not miss this opportunity to show his diligence. He quickly waved and said, "Uncle, come and sit down and rest for a while. Take a breath and continue looking for it."

"Dad, go and sit down." Peng Qingya hurried over to support her.

Mr. Peng did not show off his strength and walked over. There was a large bluestone there, with a very smooth and round surface and a little luster, which could be sat down like a chair.

Hearing the sound, Fang Yuan naturally looked over, and the big bluestone came into his eyes. He suddenly moved his heart. Seeing that Mr. Peng was about to sit down, he immediately shouted: "Wait!"

"What's wrong?" The others were stunned, confused.

At this time, Fang Yuan rushed over quickly, then looked around the big bluestone for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Mr. Peng, do you have any impression of this big stone? Did it exist before the coffin was moved, or was it moved after the coffin was moved?"

"Ah?" Mr. Peng was stunned and then reacted and said in surprise: "Xiao Fang, do you suspect that the coffin is buried under the big stone?"

"There is such a speculation." Fang Yuan nodded and said, "After all, you said just now. First, when you saw a child playing in a broken house, having a cold, fever, and unconsciousness, the adults in the village decided to move the coffin. In other words, they suspected that there was a ghost, so it was very normal to use a big stone to suppress the coffin after moving the coffin."

"It seems to be the same."

“It makes sense.”

Fang Yuan’s speculation is reasonable, and others agree with it.

"Yes, just move the big stone away." Fang Yuan smiled and immediately asked everyone for help.

He, Bao Longtu, Xu Zhang, and Luo Shui, four of them were young and strong, and they worked together to work hard. The heavy bluestone also moved slowly and rolled to the side.

"What is this?" At the same time, Yin Yue shouted in surprise, which also made others curious.

At first glance, everyone was also surprised and surprised. They saw that the place where they were pressed by the big stone naturally left a deep indentation. However, a strange-shaped plant grew among the indentation.

Plants are like vines, with many developed roots. These roots are clearly distinguished and form a wonderful pattern, which looks like lush wings of brocade pheasants.

"As expected," Fang Yuan's eyes appeared with a strong smile. Then, without hesitation, he reached out and pulled out the vine-shaped plant to the roots, and then turned around and said, "Ms. Yin, after the matter is completed, you can find someone to re-establish the grave. If you have time in Qingming Festival and Double Ninth Festival, come here to worship."

Yin Yue was stunned, immediately came back to her senses, nodded seriously and said, "Thank you, Master Fang for his advice, I will do whatever I want in the future."

"That's good." Fang Yuan smiled and called out: "Okay, everyone can go back. I can now make sure that I will definitely succeed if I do another Feng Shui layout."

Hearing this, the others inexplicably increased their confidence. In addition, on the way down the mountain, Bao Longtu couldn't help asking: "Maozi, how do you make sure there is something on the grave? What's this thing?"

For a moment, everyone raised their ears to listen to Fang Yuan's explanation.

After all, this matter really has a mysterious and strange taste. After Fang Yuan looked at the attic, he confirmed that the pavilion must have become a chaotic house, and then he concluded that there must be something special when the coffin is moved.

Facts have proved that Fang Yuan was right, and he could be regarded as a god of predictions and a stern calculation.

At this time, Fang Yuan said casually: "Isn't it normal for a wild tomb that no one has paid attention to for many years? What's the point of making a fuss about?"

The others were speechless, with a look of a strange expression that would be strange if you believe in you.

"The truth." Fang Yuan smiled and said bluntly: "Actually, my initial plan was to use the weeds on the grave to mix into the spirit rays. This might help to soothe the yin energy. That's right, that's what I thought, but I didn't expect that there was no grass on the grave and only vine roots, so I could only make it."

The others glanced coldly, looking like they believed you and I were fools.

"Really." Fang Yuan emphasized: "As the saying goes, one thing will bring down another thing. Everything in the world will have poisons and antidotes. If you want to calm down the yin energy of the Yang house, you must start with the owner in front of the house."
Chapter completed!