Seeing that Fang Xiaoyu had broken the Dragon Riding Burial for himself, Mr. Badongchuan took out a wad of banknotes from his bag and distributed a thousand yuan red envelope to each of the six men and women who were born in the year of Monkey and Rat.
Chi Xueli, Hong Xue and two bodyguards also gave one thousand yuan each, and then distributed another one thousand yuan to the villagers at the scene.
The villagers screamed loudly one by one, saying that the boss was generous.
After the matter was settled, Fang Xiaoyu summoned the soul of the young man whose soul he exorcised. This was his first time summoning souls. Fortunately, Hong Xue was there.
Hong Xue is indeed the granddaughter of a Feng Shui master. She knows all kinds of spells and performs rituals with style.
She asked the villagers to make a temporary soul-calling flag, raise the soul-calling flag, and let the young man's relatives call his name.
After some fiddling, they saw the young man whose soul had been driven out of the body by Fang Xiaoyu slowly waking up.
"Here, take this Qi-Building Pill first." Fang Xiaoyu fed the young man a Qi-Building Pill, and the young man immediately became energetic.
After a while, the village chief also came back from the county seat. He happily told the villagers that the check was genuine and had been deposited into the village's account.
When he learned that Badongchuan had donated another million to the village in Fang Xiaoyu's name, he was even more excited.
"Come on, Mr. Ba, Master Fang is visiting our village as a guest. I want to kill a pig to entertain you." After that, the village chief actually asked someone to catch the pig from the pig pen.
Not long after, Mayor Wu also arrived. Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed because he missed the opportunity. After blaming himself, he was also invited to Wangshui Village to eat pig-killing rice.
Arriving at the village, the villagers warmly entertained Fang Xiaoyu and others. For this reason, the village's lion dance team performed a lion dance for Fang Xiaoyu and others.
Let them enjoy the lion dance while waiting for lunch.
Taking this opportunity, Hong Xue whispered to Fang Xiaoyu: "Brother Xiaoyu, please come with me some time to get the treasure near the prince's tomb!"
"What kind of treasure is it?" Fang Xiaoyu asked softly.
"It seems to be a few paintings. I checked the information. It is said that Huang Tingjian's original works were buried in the prince's tomb. I think those calligraphy and paintings are most likely to be Huang Tingshu's calligraphy and paintings. However, I was in a hurry at the time, so I just casually
I threw it in the ditch and didn't have time to look carefully." Hong Xue looked at Fang Xiaoyu and said seriously: "Brother Xiaoyu, why don't we go take a look at it again at night! This time we don't have to go into the tomb."
Fang Xiaoyu smiled and said: "You don't have to wait until night, we will go get the things later."
"Ah! That won't work. If the villagers see us again, they will beat us to death." Hong Xue said nervously.
"It's okay. You're not going into the tomb, so what's there to be afraid of? Even if you are into the tomb, I will find a way. Not only will they not beat me, but they will also lead me the way!" Fang Xiaoyu said with a smile.
"Guiding you? Are you kidding? It is said that they are the descendants of the prince, and they almost killed us this morning." Hong Xue shook his head and sighed.
Fang Xiaoyu saw that the girl's expression was not very good, so he deliberately changed the topic.
"By the way, what kind of treasure is that compass your grandfather gave me? Why did I feel an inexplicable force coming towards me when you were doing the Dharma for me just now?"
"Now you know how powerful my grandpa is!" Hong Xue said with a proud smile: "To tell you the truth, those pair of compasses are treasures that only our Hong Family Feng Shui leader is qualified to possess. "Unfortunately, as my grandfather's generation passed, Hong's Feng Shui gradually declined, and the sect no longer existed, so it had to be used as a family heirloom."
"The golden and jade compass is divided into stem plate and kun plate, which have the function of spiritual communication and energy transfer. This is a couple's compass, which can not only be used to determine Feng Shui, but also has the function of harmony and fate. After a long time, holding the compass Two people can communicate with each other spiritually, and when they use the disk together, there will be unexpected effects."
Hearing this, Fang Xiaoyu already understood Master Hongde's intention. Needless to say, this old guy definitely hoped that he would seduce his granddaughter.
He glanced at Hong Xue inadvertently and thought, this beauty is quite good-looking. However, now that he has a lot of romantic debt, he really doesn't want to mess with women anymore.
The two chatted for a while, and then it was time to eat. While the village chief was enthusiastic, Fang Xiaoyu deliberately proposed that he would help them go to see the extent of the damage to the prince's tomb and see if some remedial measures could be taken based on Feng Shui.
Upon hearing this, the village chief and villagers were deeply moved.
"Oh! Master Fang, you are such a good person! Okay, I will take you there later." After saying that, the village chief called his eighteen-year-old daughter to his side and poured wine for Fang Xiaoyu.
After drinking and eating, the village chief personally took Fang Xiaoyu to the prince's tomb.
Just when she was about to approach the mausoleum, Hong Xue gently pushed Fang Xiaoyu with her hand, indicating to him that the treasure she threw away last night was nearby.
Fang Xiaoyu rolled his eyes and smiled and said: "Village chief, Hong Xue entered the tomb last night and she made a mistake. Let her apologize to the Yin spirit here first and repent for a while! Let's avoid it first."
"All right!"
The village chief and Fang Xiaoyu turned around together. Hong Xue took this opportunity to put the treasure she had discarded in the ditch last night into her bag.
"Okay! I've already apologized." Hong Xue chased after him with his bag on his back.
The three of them came to the prince's mausoleum together.
As soon as they arrived, they discovered that the young men who had robbed the tomb were tied behind their backs and kneeling in front of the tomb by the villagers. All of them had bruises on their noses and faces.
The village chief ignored them and walked towards the tomb while chatting with Fang Xiaoyu.
"Master Fang, Miss Hong Xue, have you had enough for lunch?"
"I'm full!"
"I plan to kill another sheep to entertain you tonight. Come here, please, please slow down!" The village chief said with enthusiasm, leading the two of them into the tomb of the prince's mausoleum.
When those young people saw how enthusiastically the village chief treated Fang Xiaoyu and Hong Xue, their eyes widened in surprise. At this moment, they even felt ashamed.
"Tyrannosaurus, it's all your fault. If you hadn't winked at me, there's no way I would have intentionally slandered Hong Xue. Without slandering Hong Xue, we wouldn't be in this situation now."
"Yes! If it hadn't been for this, we wouldn't have been hungry until now. Maybe the village chief would have entertained us as warmly as he did to Hong Xue!"
The Tyrannosaurus rex replied angrily, "What do you mean? If something goes wrong, blame me. They are a bunch of bitches."
"Who are you scolding?"
"I'll scold you!"
Several young people started arguing on the spot.
Listening to the scolding behind him, Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh.
Hong Xue gritted her teeth and cursed: "You deserve it!"
After walking for a while, he suddenly saw a wave of auspiciousness rising from the wall in front of him. Fang Xiaoyu frowned and used perspective to look at it.
I saw a golden treasure box inlaid inside a thick brick, with several calligraphy and paintings inside.
"I've made a fortune. Needless to say, the treasure here must be valuable. Maybe it's Huang Tingjian's authentic work. It's worth tens of millions." Fang Xiaoyu felt excited in his heart. (To be continued)