"Moving the grave? Grandma, this is a big deal for our family! Have you thought about it?"
"My child, I've thought about it for a long time. People always have random thoughts when they get old. I dreamed about your dad again last night!"
My grandma held my hand and said sincerely: "Back then, our family's conditions were not good, so your dad was buried in a hurry without choosing a geomantic treasure land. After so many years, it has almost become a problem for me! You have been going there all these years.
We send money to my family, and now that our family’s conditions are better, I want to implement this matter.”
I frowned, thought about it, and nodded in agreement.
The location where my parents are buried is indeed ordinary. Their graves are "very remote", on the edge of a deserted trail in the mountains, with wasteland behind and cliffs in front. It is cold and cold all year round and there is no sunlight.
It would be a good thing if I could find a real Feng Shui treasure land to bring my parents, and my grandfather all together.
"Mistress, if we want to do this, we have to find a good husband."
My grandma said: "Your Aunt Liu knows a very famous Mr. Baishi in the city. His surname is Liu and his nickname is Old God. I heard that three generations of his family have been doing this. I will talk to your Aunt Liu later.
Nao, let that gentleman come to our house tomorrow to have a look."
The next morning, around nine o'clock, I was chopping firewood in the yard when I heard Aunt Liu's loud voice.
"Xiao Feng! Xiao Feng, come out quickly! The gentleman from the city is here!"
My grandma and I hurriedly went out to greet him.
Aunt Liu was leading a man at the door. Mr. Liu was about 60 years old, with thin features and a bit of a hunchback.
My grandma greeted me: "It's cold, Mr. Liu, come inside and warm yourself by the fire!"
After entering the room and taking a seat, I handed people cigarettes.
Mr. Liu was not polite. He took it and smoked it. He puffed up and said, "Um... Master, moving tombs has been a major event since ancient times. It involves the luck and safety of your descendants, so
, we must follow the rules in everything."
"Isn't that right! What you said, sir, is so right!"
My grandma said excitedly: "It's just because it's a big deal! We don't understand it! That's why we asked you, the old god, to help us handle it!"
"Oh! You're too polite. I don't dare to take the word "old god" seriously. Only three generations of our family have been eating this bowl of rice."
After that, Mr. Liu put on his reading glasses, took out a small notebook and a ballpoint pen from his pocket. He casually asked me: "I want to calculate the date. When did the owner leave? Because
Why did you leave?"
My grandma's expression darkened, and she sighed and said, "On March 7, 1985, I accidentally fell while going into the mountains."
Mr. Liu was listening and writing and drawing in his notebook. After a few minutes, he looked at the notebook and said with surprise: "That year only had 354 days! It was still the year of Yichou! There was no leap month! The owner's Jingzhe on March 7th
An accidental death occurs around the time of the solar term. It just so happens that Jingzhe is the birthday of the Mountain God. Anyone who dies unexpectedly in the mountains on this day will bless their descendants. This means that one of your family's descendants will have an extremely wealthy person!"
My grandma was so happy when she heard this.
Since I am the only descendant in our family, the rich person must be me.
I took a puff of the cigarette and thought: "Isn't this a charlatan who has no real ability and only talks good words and gets drunk?"
My mother is easy to fool, but I, Xiang Yunfeng, am not easy to fool.
I have always deceived others, no one can deceive me.
So, I asked: "Um, sir, can you explain the process first so that I can prepare things in advance."
He remained calm, nodded and said: "You really need to prepare, you need a lot of things, some basic incense tribute, a basket of paper money, some gold and silver ingots, six feet of red cloth, three feet of black cloth, and white
Fifteen pairs of gloves and red gloves each. In the afternoon you prepare things first and find someone to take me up the mountain to see the old tomb and find a good location suitable for placing the new tomb."
There was nothing wrong with what he said. I said I would take him up the mountain to see the grave later, thinking that I would test him when we got there.
Mr. Liu then asked some more about the circumstances of our family, and then asked to go to the mountain to see the tombs.
It was difficult to walk on the mountain road at this time of year, and the location where my parents were buried was off. It took more than two hours of walking on the mountain through thick snow to get there.
"Mr. Liu, look! It's that grave!" I pointed and said.
There were a lot of dead grass and branches in front of the grave, almost covering the tombstone. I felt a little guilty when I saw this, so I used my hands to clear away the debris in front of the grave.
Mr. Liu first walked around the tomb. During this period, he bent down to check from time to time. I didn't know what he was looking for.
After asking, he replied: "A grave that has been 20 years old is considered an old grave. I'll see if there are any holes or anything around it. I'm afraid that yellow skins will live in it. If the old graves are occupied by yellow skins,
