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He was talking to Yu Wei about Dayu Jiuding when he suddenly received the news that Wan Zizi was critically ill, so he rushed back desperately.
Although the car drove very fast, it couldn't match Ding Li's anxiety.
When Ding Li finally returned to the small county town, Wan Zizi was already dead. He had no children, and it was Shen Ye who was helping with the funeral arrangements.
Ding Li's head was in chaos. He followed Shen Ye mechanically and was busy with various chores, but there was always something in his heart. He had a deep relationship with Wan Zizi, and he was basically brought up by Wan Zizi. Although Wan Zizi was a philistine, he still felt a little confused. I really have nothing to say to Ding Li.
"Have you thought about where to bury your godfather?" Shen Ye sighed, seeing that Ding Li was still in his thoughts.
Ding Li shook his head. He had never considered this issue before. Yes, where should Wan Cripple be buried? He gritted his teeth and said, "Bury him in Qinglong Temple!"
Qinglong Temple is the ancestral tomb of Ding Li's family. When Ding Li said this, Chen Ye seemed a little surprised, but he didn't object. Ding Li's father came over in a hurry and burned some paper money. He wanted to object, so he gave a man named Wan What does it mean to be buried in the ancestral grave of the Ding family? But when he saw Ding Li’s fierce eyes, as if he was about to fall out if he didn’t agree, he bit the bullet and agreed. That’s how it was decided!
Ding Li was rich, but he felt very sad, so he spent all his money. A running banquet was set up in the best hotel in the small county town for seven days and seven nights. No matter who came to burn incense for Wan Cripple, he would be seated and given a gift. None are accepted.
When the hearse finally arrived at Qinglong Temple carrying the ashes of Wan Cripple, Ding Li finally couldn't help but his eyes swelled.
According to the local legend of Qinglong Temple, there was a green dragon that harmed the world, and the heavenly soldiers and generals could not stop it. Finally, the Jade Emperor had no choice but to invite the Erlang God Yang Jian to fight with the green dragon for three days and three nights, and finally killed the green dragon. In the end, the green dragon's body was It fell to the local area and turned into a hillside. There used to be a Qinglong Temple here, which was dedicated to Erlang God. Later, during the ten years of turmoil, it was also destroyed as the Four Old Temples!
Ding Li used to come here often to visit graves when he was a child. Later, after Ding Li's parents divorced, he never came to this place again.
He remembered what Mr. Hu said that Hu Kexia lived in seclusion here. He didn't know how a dragon like Hu Kexia could live in seclusion in this ordinary place.
The Qinglong Temple is surrounded by winding low hills. It really looks like a green dragon crawling on the ground. It's hard to say whether this is the transformation of a green dragon, but geographically speaking, this kind of low mountain is actually a green dragon. The hills were formed by alluvial rivers. Now the river has changed its course, and all that is left is a patch of hills that look like undulating green dragons!
However, the height of these hills is only seven to eight to ten meters, and they are still loess without stones. In terms of Feng Shui, although there are "dragons", because the mountains are too short, they have no "power". It is not considered Feng Shui. Treasure place!
The ancestral tomb of the Ding Li family is located on one of the hillside. Although those buried here cannot be rich and powerful, the mountains are so continuous that they can also protect the descendants buried here. Although they are not rich, they will have long luck and have many descendants. Probably because of this place The terrain is like this, so why did Hu Kexia live here in seclusion? Ding Li looked at the mountains and thought wildly in his head. Only in this way could he hold back his tears.
I don’t know where Hu Kexia’s home is. It should have been demolished long ago? There are no old houses around here!
Wan Zizi's funeral was very lively and majestic. At least hundreds of people came to see Wan Zizi off on his last journey. It wasn't anything else. It was just that everyone who came to see him off not only ate and drank for free, but also received red envelopes. Naturally,
Attracted many idle people. Ding Li didn't care about money, he just wanted Wan Cripple to go away in glory...
Ding Li saw that a big hole had been dug, and Wan Cripple was finally laid to rest. The circles under his eyes could not help but turn red. But at this time, several people came over and inquired all the way to Ding Li: "
Are you the owner? We want to buy this cemetery from your family. I don’t know... Of course, we will not touch your ancestral graves and will keep them well. Our chairman just..."
"Get lost!" Ding Li is not short of money. Even if he is short of money, he has no intention of selling his ancestral tomb. However, these guys are ignorant and cannot tell that Ding Li is in a bad mood. They are still chirping like Tang Monk in front of Ding Li.
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"Hey, let me ask you, how do you talk? People in a small place don't have any quality, how can they curse people when they open their mouths!" said a yellow-haired young man who spoke an authentic Beijing movie.
"Swearing people, believe it or not, I'm still beating people!" Ding Li's temper got worse. He didn't care whether he was the King of Heaven or who he was. He glanced sideways at Huang Mao and said.
Looking timidly at the crowd of mourners, Huang Mao didn't know the details and thought they were all neighbors, relatives and friends of the family. There were hundreds of them, and more than a dozen minibuses came over. Huang Mao couldn't help but
He took two steps back and said in a stern voice: "Do you know who we are? I bought this piece of land because I think highly of you. I'm going to sue you. If you don't know how to behave... Oops..."
Ding Li was originally in a bad mood. He couldn't bear this guy talking nonsense here, so he slapped him so loudly that his yellow hair almost spun in circles!
"Why are you beating someone? You are too barbaric!" Several people who came with Huang Mao became anxious. They went up to support Huang Mao and looked at Ding Li timidly.
Ding Li sneered and picked up a pickaxe in his hand without saying a word, which frightened the boys with Beijing accents and all turned pale. Ding Li didn't hit anyone, but picked up the pickaxe and ran straight away.
Without saying a word, Ding Li got on an off-road vehicle parked nearby and smashed the entire car's glass and front cover, even the tires with a pickaxe!
These people from the capital, I wonder if they have never seen such a scene before, so they just stayed aside and watched without daring to say a word. This behavior was really like the attitude of the stubborn masters of the Fourth and Nine Cities.
From a distance, it seemed that because there was a lot of excitement to be seen here, people passing by on the road in the nearby fields gathered around to watch the excitement.
"How are you doing? Do you feel good?" Ding Lippi asked several guys with a smile. He was not very angry and it was rare for someone to come in front of him to seek abuse.
"You, you..." These delicate and expensive people from the capital were really frightened. They pointed at you for a long time, Ding Li, but didn't say a word: "My car is worth more than one million.
You, you...I'll call the police, I..."
At this time, an old man behind them wearing a Tang suit, who had been silent and holding a compass in his hand, stood up: "Sir, is this ancestral tomb really yours?"
Ding Li looked sideways at this man who was probably the Feng Shui master they invited, and what he said was not very pleasant: "What's the matter, is it not from my family, or from yours?"