On the vast mountain, there were many tombs. The originally quiet mountain was now very lively.
"Ninth Uncle, the Feng Shui expert said that this graveyard is very difficult to find.”After offering incense to Old Master Ren, Ao Xing and the others gathered together.
"En, the cave is a good one. It is called the Dragonfly Skipping the Water Cave. The cave is 34 feet long and only four feet can be used. It is 13 feet wide and only three feet can be used.”
Without waiting for Ninth Uncle to speak, Ao Xing started walking around the grave, talking as he walked. A group of people followed behind him.
"Impressive. Master Ao is indeed a disciple of Mao Mountain.”
Ren Fa immediately gave him a thumbs up. What Ao Xing said was exactly the same as what the feng shui master said.
"What's so great about it? My master knows it too.”
Qiu Sheng walked up and stood beside Ninth Uncle.
"Hmph, if your master knew, why didn't he say it out loud? Why did he pretend to be an expert when he didn't know?”
Ren Tingting was instantly dissatisfied. After what happened three days ago, she already hated this Qiu Sheng. Now, he actually slandered her brother Ao Xing. She couldn't help but stand up.
"Tingting, don't be rude. Fellow Daoist Lin is an expert. I'm not as good as him. Hurry up and apologize to Fellow Daoist Lin.”
Without waiting for Ren Fa to speak, Ao Xing lectured him instead with a somewhat serious expression.
"Hmph, Ninth Uncle, I'm sorry."
Ren Tingting was a little angry, but Ao Xing was so generous and reasonable. Not only Ren Tingting, but even the surrounding people secretly gave him a thumbs up. What a handsome young man.
"Burial? Master, what is called burial? Is it a funeral in France?"
Wen Cai was simple-minded, muttering about Fa Zang. After a long time, he walked over and asked.
Ao Xing immediately chuckled. Ninth Uncle's Dao was profound, but the two disciples he took in were useless and caused trouble for Ninth Uncle every day.
"What are you laughing at? What's so funny? I just read two more books.”
Qiu Sheng glared at Ao Xing and asked angrily.
"This little brother, I'm not laughing at your ignorance, but at this little brother's humor.”
Ao Xing smiled faintly, stroking the nonexistent beard on his chin and said unhurriedly,""A legal burial is a vertical burial, not a French funeral.”
"Why are you pretending to be an expert? It's not like we don't know.”
"Don't talk too much."
Ninth Uncle glared at Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, his face a little unhappy. Indeed, Ao Xing had stolen his limelight just now.
However, Ninth Uncle was not a petty person. He could only sigh that his disciples were disappointing. Look at Ao Xing, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he could already have such cultivation. Then look at these two disciples. They were already in their twenties, but they were still sloppy.
"Let's begin."
As soon as Ninth Uncle finished speaking, a few migrant workers immediately walked up with tools. They kicked the tombstone and began to dig.
Ao Xing and the others were watching from afar. Ren Tingting held Ao Xing's hand and stood beside Ren Fa.
This scene was immediately seen by Ah Wei. He immediately rushed over and used his shoulder to push Ao Xing away.
Alright, the others had also seen this scene. Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai immediately sneered. Ao Xing would definitely fall to the ground after being knocked by this fatty. This time, he would lose all his face.
Who would have thought that Ao Xing acted as if he didn't see anything. He didn't dodge or dodge, and he already held Ren Tingting's small hand. His eyes fell on the grave.
"Bang…Ah!"
With a muffled sound and a miserable cry, Ah Wei crashed into Ao Xing's body. Not only did he not hit Ao Xing, but his body did not even move.
Ah Wei was sent flying and fell to the ground.
"Ah Wei, if you cause trouble for me again, get lost.”
Ren Fa glanced at Ao Xing, who was still as calm as ever, and immediately lectured Ah Wei, who was lying on the ground with his butt raised.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai were instantly dumbfounded. Was this person made of steel or springs? How could he be so durable?
"Don't have any crooked ideas. Fellow Daoist Ao's cultivation is not inferior to mine. Be careful not to lose the rice after stealing the chicken.”
Ninth Uncle glared at the two of them, but his gaze towards Ao Xing was still filled with surprise and astonishment.
"Old Master Ren, am I right?”
Ao Xing smiled and turned to ask Ren Fa.
"Uh, right. The feng shui expert said that if the ancestors are buried vertically, the descendants will definitely help.”
"Is it effective?" Ninth Uncle suddenly interrupted.”
"This…in the past twenty years, our Ren family's business has been getting worse and worse. I don't know why?”
Ren Fa was still looking at Ao Xing when he said this.
"I think this Feng Shui master has a grudge against you. Did the old master have any grudges with him when he was alive?”
"This piece of land originally belonged to a Feng Shui master. My late father knew that it was a good acupoint, so he bought it.”Ren Fa's tone was stifled, but he still said it.
Ninth Uncle glanced at Ren Fa.”
Seeing Ren Fa's awkward expression and silence, he immediately placed his hands behind his back and said,""I think it must be coercion."
Ren Fa's face darkened when he heard Ninth Uncle's words. He couldn't keep his face up when he was discussing his late father's faults in front of his father's grave and surrounded by so many people.
"Ninth Uncle is right. Otherwise, this Feng Shui master wouldn't have harmed you by covering the entire spot with Yang ashes.”
Ao Xing took over and walked to the side of the grave. He said it in a relaxed manner. Anyway, these words were led out by Ninth Uncle. If Ren Fa wanted to hate, he would hate Ninth Uncle.
"Then what should I do?"
"It should be snowflakes covering the top. This is called a dragonfly skimming the water. The coffin head can't touch the water. Fellow Daoist Lin, am I right?”
"You're right, but he still has a conscience. He told you to move your coffin and bury you twenty years later. He'll harm you for half of your life, but he won't harm you for a lifetime.”
Ninth Uncle's tone was sharp. Ren Fa's expression turned ugly and he could not raise his head.
"I dug it out."
Ah! Important things were said three times. Another hundred would break five hundred. This way, Xiaojun could update four times a day.
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