Feng Yi didn't know that he would be remembered by others just by saying hello. Of course, he knew that he wouldn't pay special attention to it. He didn't do anything bad.
The three brothers arranged the things needed to open the altar. Uncle Jiu lit a stick of incense and inserted it into the incense burner and said: "Everyone must worship sincerely and respectfully."
Next, Mr. Ren, Ren Tingting and those who needed to raise the coffin today all paid their respects one by one.
The deceased is a big one, so breaking the ground and raising the coffin will disturb the other person's peace. If you don't put incense, you are afraid of angering the other person, so it is a necessary process.
After finishing the incense, Uncle Jiu walked around the cemetery. Master Ren came over and said, "Uncle Jiu, the Feng Shui practitioner said that this cemetery is difficult to find and is a good hole."
What he said was interesting. He only said it was a good point without any introduction. It was obvious that he wanted to test Uncle Jiu’s intentions.
Uncle Jiu walked with his hands behind his back and said, "Yes, this point is called Qinglong."
The Tingdian Water Cave is three feet long and only four feet are usable; it is one foot three wide and only three feet is usable, so the coffin cannot be buried flat and must be hidden."
After hearing this, Mr. Ren felt reassured. He raised his thumb and said, "It's amazing, Uncle Jiu."
Uncle Jiu smiled slightly, looking like a gentle and elegant man, but he didn't know how happy he was in his heart.
After all, he is a professional Feng Shui exorcist. No matter how happy he is, he cannot show it unless he can't help it...
"Fazang, Master, what is a Dharma burial?" Wencai, who had been following behind to listen to Master's words, took the initiative to take two steps forward and asked, "Is it a French funeral?"
Feng Yi looked at Uncle Jiu's stiff expression and couldn't help but snicker in his heart. He was handsome but was defeated by his apprentice in just three seconds. The master was really miserable.
As expected, the unhappy Uncle Jiu glared at Wen Cai and whispered, "Stop talking."
Qiu Sheng didn't know, but he wasn't as discerning as Wen Cai, so he turned his head and snickered. Seeing Wen Cai looking at him in confusion, he even shook his head as if he hated iron.
When the few of them were done talking, a servant of the Ren family came up and asked, "Uncle Jiu, we have already paid our respects, can we break the ground?"
Things could no longer be changed at this point, and Uncle Jiu could only nod in agreement: "That's okay."
"Let's go, it's time to break ground."
The Ren family is the richest man in the local area, so the scale of the tomb they built is naturally much larger and more luxurious than that of ordinary people. It will take a lot of time for a group of people to work together to demolish it.
Several people stood in a row and waited. Ren Tingting and Feng Yi were closer, and they were talking quietly next to each other.
Ah Wei, who was originally standing at the edge, frowned. His cousin was beautiful and had a rich family, so he had long regarded him as his private property. Unexpectedly, a stinky Taoist priest kept chatting with her,
How could he be so happy? He bumped into Feng Yi and squeezed in between him and Ren Tingting. He raised his head provocatively and looked down at Feng Yi with his nostrils.
This bumped Feng Yi hard, and he glared at Ah Wei in displeasure, but he felt helpless because the other person's identity was special and he couldn't control it.
"Wait until Old Master Ren turns into a zombie before I deal with you."
Feng Yi had never been a broad-minded person and quickly thought of a plan on how to teach the other party a lesson.
Ren Tingting didn't like Awei as her cousin, and she ignored him when he kept chatting with her with saliva on his face. However, Awei didn't have any eyesight, felt very good about himself, and kept chattering away.
Little did he know that this scene was all seen by Uncle Jiu.
"You two are ignorant and incompetent. You know how to fool around every day. You don't even know how to carry out funeral rituals..."
Uncle Jiu walked over with his hands behind his back, bumped into Ah Wei hard, and knocked him aside. He still looked at Feng Yi seriously and said, "Feng Yi, do you know what a legal burial is?"
Feng Yi felt warm in his heart, knowing that Master was venting his anger on his behalf, so he cleared his throat and said: "Master, the so-called legal burial means vertical burial."
Uncle Jiu was very satisfied. He looked at Ren Fa and asked, "Master Ren, I wonder if what my apprentice said is right?"
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai are indeed a bit incapable of doing anything and are easy to look down upon, so Uncle Jiu is willing to let Feng Yiduo shine a little more for himself.
Striving for glory.
Mr. Ren nodded repeatedly and said: "Sure enough, famous teachers produce great disciples. Mr. Feng is right. The Feng Shui expert said that if the ancestors are buried vertically, the descendants will definitely be great."
Must be great?
Feng Yi looked at Ren Fa's face and thought to himself, I'm afraid that's not necessarily the case.
Sure enough, Uncle Jiu smiled and asked, "Master Ren, is it working?"
Master Ren looked embarrassed, shook his head and sighed as he walked: "In the past twenty years, our Ren family's business has been getting worse and worse. I don't know why..."
Seeing her father and Uncle Jiu walking further and further away, Ren Tingting walked up to Feng Yi and said, "Mr. Feng, you are so amazing, you know everything."
Feng Yi rubbed his nose and said modestly: "I understand a little, I understand a little."
Ah Wei was not happy, so he stepped forward and pushed Feng Yi and said: "You stinking Taoist priest, stay away from my cousin."
Then he turned to Ren Tingting and said flatteringly: "Cousin, these words
Scholars just like to play tricks, so don't pay attention to them."
Wen Cai was not happy anymore. He stepped forward and pointed at Ah Wei and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Am I talking nonsense? Believe it or not, I will ask someone to arrest you." Ah Wei threatened.
Wen Cai was obviously frightened and took half a step back. Qiu Sheng rolled up his sleeves and walked over and said, "Master Ren invited us here. Do you dare to arrest us?"
Seeing the three people on the other side looking at him eagerly, Ah Wei was a little timid and said with a pinched neck: "Why, you want to fight, I am the captain of the security team! Come on, cousin, let's go over there and chat."
Seeing the chaos in the scene, Feng Yi shook his head helplessly, watched Ren Fa and Uncle Jiu walking away and followed them quickly, and heard Uncle Jiu say: "Master Ren, with all due respect, that Feng Shui Mr.
Let your family have any grudges."
"Have a grudge?" Mr. Ren was obviously stunned and asked, "Why did Uncle Ninth say this?"
"Did the old lady have any trouble with him before he was alive?" Jiu
Uncle asked with his hands behind his back.
Seeing what Uncle Jiu said, Master Ren fell into deep thought, and then said with an embarrassed expression as if he had remembered something: "This land originally belonged to that Feng Shui master. My father knew it was a good spot, so he bought it with money.
"
"There are only inducements, but isn't there any coercion?" Uncle Jiu snorted and said sarcastically.
Master Ren looked increasingly embarrassed, smiled and said no more.
When Feng Yi heard this conversation later, he suddenly realized that Mr. Ren must have used coercion and inducement when he bought the acupuncture points. That's why the Feng Shui master always held a grudge, which caused the subsequent tragedy for the Ren family.
His guess was also confirmed by Uncle Jiu, who pointed to the tomb and said, "I think Old Master Ren must have intimidated the other party at that time, otherwise he would never have harmed your Ren family."
Master Ren's expression changed drastically, and he asked repeatedly: "Why did Uncle Ninth say this?"
