Uncle Jiu suddenly stopped, his calculating hand stopped, and he said solemnly:
"You can start preparing!
Xu Ce, Qiu Sheng, literary talent, prepare for the Dharma altar!"
"Yes, Master!"
The three of them shouted in unison.
And Xu Ce had no chance to say hello to Ren Tingting again, as he had to do business.
The scene suddenly became solemn.
"Now that the blood relatives of the Ren family are offering incense, they must worship with sincerity and respect!"
Uncle Jiu finished lighting a stick of incense and gave up his seat.
Anyone who has blood relatives with the Ren family will offer incense in turn to show their filial piety to their ancestors.
After finishing the incense, Mr. Ren walked up to Uncle Jiu, a smile on his solemn face.
It has been twenty years, and the words of that Feng Shui master have always been in my heart. Today I finally broke ground and moved the coffin.
"Uncle Jiu, the Feng Shui practitioner said that this cemetery is difficult to find and is a good hole."
Having said this, Ren Fa had a little pride on his face.
Uncle Jiu nodded, looked at Xu Ce, and said:
"Disciple Xu Ce, come and tell Master Ren about this point."
What happened to this type of tomb is recorded in Uncle Jiu's books.
Xu Ce has already finished reading the book and memorized it all in his mind.
Uncle Ninth's move was also to show off Xu Ce's new apprentice and let the big men in Renjia Town see that in addition to having two idiot apprentices, Uncle Ninth also had a smart and genius apprentice.
"Yes, Master."
Xu Ce nodded, then walked to the tomb and said lightly:
"Mr. Ren is right, this acupoint is called Dragonfly Pointing Water Acupoint. It is three feet long and there are four of them. Only four feet can be used.
There are three feet in width, and only three feet can be used.
Therefore, the coffin cannot be buried flat, it must be buried legally!"
Ren Fa nodded repeatedly after hearing this. As expected of a professional, he gave a thumbs up and said:
"It's amazing, Uncle Nine, you have gained a good apprentice. What Xu Ce said is exactly the same as what that Feng Shui master said back then."
Wen Cai next to him was confused when he heard this. What is a legal burial? How come he has never heard of it? He scratched his head and asked:
"Master, senior brother, what is a legal burial?
Is it a French funeral?"
Uncle Jiu immediately wanted to beat someone up again. What evil had he done? Xu Ce had mastered the basic skills of Maoshan School in just two or three days.
Wencai, this bastard, has been following him for several years, and yet he still asks such idiotic questions.
The books he showed Xu Ce had also been read to Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng before, but he learned nothing.
Uncle Jiu sighed, if he hadn't happened to have a disciple like Xu Ce, his Maoshan branch would have been cut off after a hundred years.
Xu Ce's mouth twitched on the spot, and he asked for a French-style funeral, why don't you go to heaven!
This guy Wencai is really stupid and cute.
Qiu Sheng couldn't help but laugh beside him. He was also speechless because of the intellectual pig's brain. He decisively stayed one meter away and kept a distance.
Although……
Qiu Sheng also didn't know what legal burial meant.
While they were talking here, Qing Zhuang, whom Ren Fa had found, had already begun to break ground.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Wencai stabbed Qiu Sheng in the body.
Qiu Sheng understood immediately that Wen Cai asked him to continue asking. Qiu Sheng was also very curious and wanted to know what the funeral ceremony meant.
"Master, what exactly is a legal burial?"
Uncle Jiu didn't want to talk, he was feeling tired, so he looked at Xu Ce.
Xu Ce understood Uncle Jiu's depression very well. As the eldest disciple, it was necessary for his master to solve his problems, so he continued:
"Junior brother, the so-called legal burial actually means vertical burial.
Master Ren, I wonder if what I said is correct?"
Ren Fa took a puff on the cigarette pole, nodded and said:
"Yes, that Feng Shui master said back then that if the ancestors were buried vertically, the descendants would definitely be great."
Xu Ce smiled slightly,
"So, Master Ren, do you think it works or not?"
Xu Ce said this deliberately. He knew the reason for this burial.
Master Ren shook his head, sighed, and said:
"Oh, it's not working. In the past twenty years, our Ren family's business has been getting worse and worse, and I don't know why.
Even though I, Ren Fa, am still the richest man in Renjia Town, I have great glory on the surface, but only I know the pain inside."
What makes Ren Fa most uncomfortable is that since he had Ren Tingting, none of the wives and concubines in his family have been able to conceive.
In the end, no son was born, and the future family fortune might be at the expense of some bastard.
Thinking about these, I feel miserable.
Little did he know that a certain gangster that Ren Fa was thinking about was still chatting and laughing right in front of him.
"Master Ren, I think that Feng Shui master may have some grudge against your Ren family."
Xu Ce said slowly.
Ren Fa was extremely puzzled and said doubtfully:
"Have a grudge?"
Xu Ce knew the reason, but he couldn't tell it directly. He needed step-by-step guidance.
"Did Mr. Ren have any trouble with that Feng Shui master back then?"
Ren Fa pointed to the cemetery and said:
"This land originally belonged to the Feng Shui master. Later, my father found out that this was a good cave, so he spent money to buy it."
Xu Ce looked into Ren Fa's eyes and asked:
"Mr. Ren, are you sure it's just inducement? Is there any coercion?"
Ren Fa sneered, a little embarrassed, and didn't answer.
Even if Ren Fa didn't say anything, even if Xu Ce didn't know the cause and effect of the matter, by this time, he could still see the clues.
"I think it must be coercion plus inducement. Moreover, coercion is the main thing and inducement is the supplement. I'm right.
Otherwise, that Feng Shui master will never harm your Ren family."
Xu Ce said, walking to the dug grave and looking at the soil on the ground.
The soil should be one color, but the soil dug out contained cement.
Cement, also known as cement, was an underdeveloped industrial industry in this era, and anything "imported" like to have the word "foreign" added to it.
Ren Fa listened with all ears, because Xu Ce's words were completely on point, and he was very impressed.
The Ren family is a top wealthy family in Renjia Town and has great wealth. It only spent a small amount of money, coercion and inducement, to win this Feng Shui treasure land from the Feng Shui master.
Xu Ce pointed to the soil mixed with cement on the ground and continued:
"Otherwise, I wouldn't have allowed you to cover the entire dragonfly-spotted water hole with cement.
It completely blocks the breath from above."
"Then what should be done?"
Ren Fa asked.
"It should be covered with snowflakes, that's what it's called.
Mr. Ren, you said the head of the coffin cannot touch the water. How can it be called a dragonfly touching the water?
The dragonfly has no water to bite, so the good points become bad points.
This is what happens when things go to extremes!"
Xu Ce said calmly,
"However, that Feng Shui master still has a conscience and asked you to move the coffin and bury her twenty years later.
This will only harm you for half your life. Master Ren, your family is big and your business is big, so you can still bear it.
It will harm your generation, but it will not harm anyone’s family for eighteen generations.
Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous."
Ren Fa's brows became extremely solemn in an instant. Looking back now, it seems that this is really what happened!