"Of course I know this. Although I own a Nanzhi shop, I also play with some antique jades. I don't know the other functions of this thing, but I still know how much it is worth!"
Hu Jinsong said seriously with a smile on his face.
"No reward for no merit, I really can't have this!"
I took a deep breath and forced myself to take my attention away from the money sword.
This thing is indeed a rare good thing, and it is easy to kill demons.
It is no exaggeration to say that if there is this thing underground, then the damn lame man may not be my opponent!
However, a gentleman does not take away people's love, not to mention that people must ask for something under this courtesy. If he has given out such things, the request must be very big!
Although the stuff is good, you still have to be able to get it!
"I know you're worried that you won't be able to pay back the favor later, and I won't hide it from you. I do have something else to ask for!"
Seeing me reluctant to leave, Hu Jinsong laughed, directly breaking my heart.
"Why don't you tell me first? If I can do it, I won't shirk it. If I can't do it, I won't dare to covet your treasure!"
Become a villain first, then a gentleman. I really want this, but I want to hear his request first.
"It's great, I like people like you! I won't hide it from you. In fact, I, Hu Jinsong, am not a local. The reason why I came here to do this business is to find an expert!"
Hu Jinsong also took a deep breath, motioned for me to sit on a chair nearby, poured me a cup of tea, and then continued.
"Looking for an expert?"
I looked at him with some doubts. Judging from his appearance, the heaven was full and the earth pavilion was round. Although the location of the mountain root was a bit unsightly, there was still no problem in being rich and worry-free for the rest of his life.
Such a person, what kind of master is he looking for?
"Yes, I knew from the first moment I met my little brother that you are an extraordinary person, so I will tell the truth!"
Hu Jinsong complimented me again before telling me his story.
Hu Jinsong was not originally from Fancheng. His hometown was in a small mountain village in southern Jiangxi. His grandfather Hu Youde was also a well-known local Feng Shui master.
However, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, fewer and fewer people believed in this craft. Because of this, the old man was often punished when he broke the four olds.
Hu Jinsong's father, Hu Qingshan, was admitted to university and naturally did not want to learn this business. Naturally, this skill was not passed down.
After graduating from university, Hu Qingshan was assigned to a state-owned unit and married a girl from his unit.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. His wife suffered a massive hemorrhage and died while giving birth to the child. His whole temperament changed drastically, and he simply took advantage of the wave of reform and opening up to go into business.
Hu Qingshan has a flexible mind and good luck, although life with children is not easy.
However, within a few years, he still accumulated a net worth of millions.
However, he was busy with socializing and taking care of his children every day, so naturally he had no time to go home to see his old man. Now that he was rich, he also bought a big house, so naturally he wanted to bring his old father over.
However, no matter what he said, the old man was still unwilling to leave that small mountain village. As for the reason, he was completely silent.
The relationship between the two was very tense because of this incident, until one day, Hu Qingshan received the news that the old man was critically ill, and then he hurriedly took six-year-old Hu Jinsong back to his hometown.
But when I got home, I found that my old man was sitting at home neatly dressed.
Hu Qingshan finally realized that the old man was pretending to be sick to lie to him. However, everyone had already returned, so there was no reason not to enter the house.
Seeing that his son and grandson, whom he had not seen for a long time, finally came back, Hu Youde was busy cooking while greeting his little grandson to ask questions.
It was not until evening that the three of them had eaten and drank enough, and Hu Youde began to explain his funeral affairs.
"After twelve o'clock, without disturbing either of you, you will take off all my clothes and put them into the coffin in my back room."
"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? You are such a good person, how can a living person talk about life and death!"
Hu Qingshan was filled with displeasure and directly interrupted the old man's words.
"Stop making such a fuss, I don't have much time, just listen carefully!"
While Hu Qingshan was talking, he reached out and pinched the face of Hu Jinsong, who was only eight years old at the time.
"Okay, okay, then you say it!"
Although Hu Qingshan was not happy, the relationship between father and son had just eased, and he did not want to continue to make trouble, so he could only let the old man continue.
"I have prepared the nails for the coffin. After you seal it, don't go into the ancestral graves. Just use my old ox to hitch it up. You two will just follow the ox cart and don't do anything to help. How long will it take?
The axle is broken. You can bury me on the spot without setting up a grave. Once you've buried me, you can burn this old house down and never come back again!"
When Hu Qingshan said this, he looked at his little grandson with sad eyes.
"Dad, what are you talking about?"
After all, the son is still here. Besides, even if the relationship between father and son was not good before, but what the old man said, it is something that a normal person can do!
But the strange thing is that the old man didn't object this time, and there was no sound at all.
It wasn't until seven or eight minutes passed that Hu Qingshan realized something was wrong. He stepped forward to check the old man's breathing and found that the old man was no longer breathing.
What's even more weird is that in just such a short time, the old man's body has begun to stiffen, and corpse spots have begun to appear on the back of his hands!
"When-when-when-"
At this moment, the old-fashioned wall clock at home struck exactly twelve times!
Hu Qingshan was immediately stunned. How could this be possible?
"father--"
It took seven or eight minutes for Hu Qingshan to realize that the old man had actually passed away.
Looking at his father's lost eyes, Hu Qingshan was filled with regret and tears immediately fell down.
The farmhouse is simple and simple, and everyone in the village actually has some relatives. When they heard the commotion here, someone immediately came to check.
In grief, Hu Qingshan completely forgot the old man's instructions and just vented his sorrow to his heart's content.
Hu Jinsong was still young at that time, and naturally he was even more ignorant. He only stood beside his father and kept wiping his tears.
It wasn't until dawn the next day that Hu Qingshan remembered the old man's instructions.
However, now that the time had passed, and the whole village, young and old, had come, he simply gritted his teeth, took out tens of thousands of yuan, and held a glorious funeral for the old man.
At that time, the Hu family's ancestral tomb was still there, so he wanted to bury his father in the Hu family's ancestral tomb. However, what he didn't expect was that the selected cemetery on the ancestral tomb could not be dug no matter what!
After digging three feet down, the soil below was actually as hard as stone!