At first, Uncle Fang said that we were going to help with Feng Shui, but we thought he had a friend who had an evil spirit.

It wasn't true. It turned out that Grandpa Fang usually gave Uncle Fang very little pocket money. In his words, he had no money after buying a few sports cars and that racing car.

Anyway, Brother Xiang and I were scared by his spending speed, so he had to do it himself to make enough food and clothing.

The police station's dead salary must be unreliable. According to his original words, "The police station's salary that month was not enough for me to step on the accelerator in the racing car!"

Although the words were a bit exaggerated, they were not much different. Later, I saw that Uncle Cong’s business was very profitable, so I often contacted Uncle Cong to make money together, commonly known as Feng Shui.

"This time I was a fool. My wife died a few days ago, so she looked for the master everywhere to save her wife, saying that she would pay 500,000 yuan in return, and then I contacted her." Uncle Fang said: "I was originally going to find Wu Zhicong to come with, but that bastard is divided into 500% every time. Day, it's so dark, so this time I saw you two here, I will take you two together!"

Actually, when I was about to say that we only had 20% of the two of us, Uncle Fang said, "This time I will take you two to practice. It is not suitable to give you two money, but it is certain to invite you two to dinner later!"

I said, "Wouldn't it be bad to cheat money like this?"

Uncle Fang gave me a blank look and said, "You are stupid. Those who can't do anything can be punished. That's called cheating money. We have real skills. At that time, we can find a Feng Shui treasure land for his daughter to bless him with his three generations of wealth. If he counts as he earns!"

Fengshui treasure land is not that easy to find. I sighed. Nowadays, many people like to find Fengshui treasure land to bury it, but in fact, after thousands of years, good land has been lying down. Nowadays, unless you go to the deep mountains and forests to find it, you may be able to find it.

Guanghan City is not very big, it is not a little smaller than Chengdu. Uncle Fang drove us into an unknown mountain. This mountain is very close to the urban area of ​​Guanghan City, and there are many villas on the mountainside.

"The feng shui of this mountain is not good, or the people who build these villas are stupid." Brother Xiang shook his head when he was at the foot of the mountain: "This mountain is obviously a tomb mountain, suitable for Tibetans, especially the area of ​​that villa. If the tomb is built there, it is also an excellent feng shui place!"

"I dare to assert that there must be graves under these villas. It would be a waste if such a Feng Shui treasure land is not built." Brother Xiang sighed and said, "It's a pity that the yang house was built in the place where the yin and yang conflicted. It would be strange if the owner was not unlucky!"

"Shoko, it's not bad. I saw you a little brat wearing crotch pants two years ago, and he grew up in a flash." Uncle Fang said with a smile: "But you said it wrong, nothing is absolute!"

"Look at those villas carefully." Uncle Fang pointed to the villa halfway up the mountain and asked Brother Xiang.

Brother Xiang squinted his eyes and said in surprise: "Great, the one who changed this place must be a master!"

"What's the taller?" At this time, the car was close to the villa area, and I could clearly see the appearance of the villa, but I couldn't see anything.

Brother Xiang explained: "Look at the east side of the mountain is a big river. The wind blows from the southeast and blows to the northwest, just blocked by the mountain, and then rises higher and higher, and finally rain will form and descend. This Feng Shui situation is called the immortals buying water.

"This kind of Feng Shui system allows people living on that mountain to be either rich or noble, and is also very suitable for download, but they cannot be buried in the ground, because if you live here, you must guard against the obstacles on the ground. Therefore, building a house in this place is a very particular Feng Shui!"

"Water is yang, falling into rain, and the earth is yin, which controls turbidity, and turbidity refers to the mountains, so you must avoid yin and yang, that is, the house you are repairing cannot directly absorb the earth's energy!"

"If I'm not mistaken, their houses must be made of wood. Moreover, the foundation should be made of lightning-splitting wood, and forty-nine wooden feet should be embedded in the stone foundation. Even if there is no lightning-splitting wood, a piece of wood that has been more than fifty years old will be used." After Brother Xiang said that, I looked at it. Sure enough, although the villa here was painted outside, it could still be seen that it was made of firewood.

"Whether it is buried or living here, whether it is a yang house or a yin house, it is very suitable. Although people have been buried here before, because of the special feng shui here, it has not only become a bad place, but also a blessed place." After Brother Xiang said that, Uncle Fang nodded with satisfaction.

Uncle Fang took Brother Xiang and I to a villa. The villa was parked in front of the door. There were all kinds of luxury cars parked. Many people walked around in the villa. Uncle Fang handed us out two sets of yellow Taoist uniforms and asked us to change them. We also introduced them when we changed them.

"This person is named Fang Mingli. He is forty years old. He is a coal mine boss. He is very rich. He takes both black and white. This time I came here as the deputy director of the Chengdu Public Security Bureau. You two are two masters I have brought over. Do you understand? Be smart, don't make us very familiar!"

After saying that, the three of us got off the car. As soon as we got off the car, we had one neck with a gold necklace, and a big bald man walked up to the three of us. The man was very tall, 1.8 meters tall, a little fat, and was wearing a white mourning suit.

The man looked over forties. When he walked up to us, he saw Uncle Fang wearing a police uniform and frowned slightly and asked loudly: "What are you three doing!"

"Mr. Fang, right? I am Director Huang's friend. He invited me here." Uncle Fang changed his smile and smile in front of us, looking polite.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out. The middle-aged man was wearing a black suit. When he saw Uncle Fang, he came up enthusiastically to shake hands with Uncle Fang and said, "Welcome Director Fang. I didn't expect that you had really come so far, and you were in a far-reaching welcome!"

This should be Director Huang whom Uncle Fang said. Director Huang then said a few words next to Fang Mingli. Fang Mingli's face also improved a lot. He looked at Brother Xiang behind Uncle Fang in confusion and asked, "Are these two!"

Uncle Fang hurriedly said: "Director Huang said two days ago that Mr. Fang wanted to find a real-life gentleman to bury his wife. He specially asked me to invite two young masters to help her to take the grave for her wife in the Chengdu Lingjing Hall!"

Fang Mingli nodded and didn't care. Perhaps he saw that Brother Xiang and I were young and thought they were young, so he didn't care. He said, "Thank you, Director Fang, for your kindness. I'll talk about the funeral later. Let's go in and have a meal first!"

After we entered, the villa was very big, with a light red coffin in the middle, and a large and white photo hanging in the lobby. The deceased was quite beautiful, and he looked forty years old, but he was very elegant.

"How did Mrs. Ling die?" I asked Fang Mingli. Fang Mingli seemed to ignore me and said perfunctorily: "Food poisoning!"

"Impossible." I shook my head and looked at the coffin that I could see something that I could only see, ghost.

At this time, Mrs. Fang Mingli's soul actually floated above her coffin, and her body was full of black air. After a person died, he would usually wander around in a daze and would only return to his soul after seven days.

For example, Huangpu is like this, but there are exceptions that he dies unjustly. He dies with resentment before his death. This is not that he will become evil if he feels a little depressed in his chest. For example, although Huangpu also died unjustly, he did not have enough evil spirits to turn him into a ghost.
Chapter completed!