Can't Hide It in Plain, Only in Dharma
Three days later.
East Mountain.
Ninth Uncle wore a Daoist robe and a Daoist hat. He had a solemn expression on his face.
Ye Qiu stood beside Ninth Uncle and looked at the tomb in front of him.
Ren Fa was wearing a black mandarin jacket while Ren Tingting was wearing a blue dress.
Qiu Sheng, Wen Cai, and more than ten strong men stood behind everyone. They were responsible for physical labor.
After all the incense and candles were lit.
Ninth Uncle took the lead to insert three incense sticks into the incense burner and said,""Everyone, you must sincerely bow!"
After saying that.
He stood up and walked to Ye Qiu's side.
After Ren Fa bowed, he walked over and said with a smile,"Ninth Uncle, Little Brother, the Feng Shui expert said that this graveyard is very difficult to find. It's a good tomb!”
"Not bad."
Ninth Uncle nodded and placed his hands behind his back. He said,"This tomb is called Dragonfly Skipping the Water. The cave is thirty-four feet long and only four feet can be used. It is thirteen feet wide and only three feet can be used. Therefore, the coffin cannot be hidden flat.”
"Impressive, Ninth Uncle!"
Ren Fa gave him a thumbs up with a look of admiration.
Naturally, he knew how exquisite this tomb was.
The reason why he was asking Ninth Uncle was to see if Ninth Uncle's reputation was just a boast or if he really had extraordinary skills.
As for Ye Qiu.
Ren Fa did not doubt it.
The butler and Ren Tingting had both told him that Ye Qiu had killed a malicious ghost with a single strike. Why would he need to test such an ability?
"Master," Wen Cai scratched his head and asked,"what is the Dharma Treasure?" Is it a French funeral?"
Ninth Uncle glared at Wen Cai with a look of disappointment. He said unhappily,"Don't talk too much!"
Ye Qiu shook his head helplessly.
This Wen Cai was really a dumb donkey!
In the past, he had always thought that Wen Cai was deliberately pretending to be stupid, but now it seemed that this guy was really stupid!
A young man walked over and asked,"Ninth Uncle, we've already paid our respects. Can we move the earth now?”
"That's enough."
Ninth Uncle nodded and placed his hands behind his back.
Qiu Sheng was also very curious, but he was worried that Ninth Uncle would scold him, so he looked at Ye Qiu and asked,"Little brother, do you know what the Dharma Treasure is?”
Ye Qiu nodded and calmly said,"The so-called Dharmic Zang is a vertical burial."”
Old Master Ren nodded." The Feng Shui expert said that if the ancestors were buried vertically, the descendants would be great!”
"Is it effective?" Ninth Uncle turned his head and asked.”
Hearing this question.
Ren Fa's face flashed with a trace of awkwardness. He shook his head and said helplessly,""In the past twenty years, our Ren family's business has been getting worse and worse. I don't even know why!”
Ninth Uncle snorted and said,"I think that Feng Shui Master has a grudge against your Ren family!"”
"Do you have a grudge?" Ren Fa asked suspiciously.
"Did the Old Master have any grudges with him when he was alive?" Ninth Uncle asked with his hands behind his back.”
Hearing this question.
Ren Fa also stopped and said,""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 with money.”
Ninth Uncle looked as if he had seen through it and continued to ask,"There are only temptations, but no threats?”
"Eh!"
Ren Fa smiled awkwardly.
Ninth Uncle had already walked to the grave. He looked at Ye Qiu and said,"Brother Ye, what do you think?"
"This must be coercion!"
Ye Qiu held back the laughter in his heart and said,"Otherwise, this Feng Shui master wouldn't have harmed people and even asked Master Ren to cover the entire surface of the dragonfly's skin with cement.”
As soon as he said that.
Everyone turned to look at him.
This young man was indeed extraordinary. He already knew the art of Feng Shui at such a young age.
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng looked at each other and felt a little ashamed. They were about the same age, but why was the difference so big?
The two of them did not even know what a dragonfly skimming the water was, but she could already understand the feng shui of a tomb!
…
"What should we do then, brother?" Ren Fa asked.”
This time.
Everyone looked at Ye Qiu. Being able to understand Feng Shui was a skill, and being able to handle Feng Shui was even more of a skill.
Even Ninth Uncle turned his head, waiting for Ye Qiu's answer.
Ye Qiu pointed at the tomb and blurted out,"It should be snowflakes covering the top. This is called a dragonfly skimming the water. The coffin head can't touch the water.”
At this point.
Ye Qiu turned around and looked at Ren Fa. He continued,"He still has a conscience. He told you to move your coffin and bury you in twenty years. He harmed you for half of your life, not for your entire life, and not for eighteen generations!”
When Ren Fa heard this, he also had a look of lingering fear.
He really did not expect this.
This little Feng Shui knowledge actually had such an effect!
Fortunately, he still remembered this matter. Otherwise, if he did not move the coffin, not only would his life be over, but even the next eighteen generations of descendants would be over!
As for Ninth Uncle…
He looked at Ye Qiu with admiration.
He was truly a young and promising genius that only appeared once in a hundred years!
Not only was he powerful, but his understanding of Feng Shui was also not inferior to his.
The result he saw was exactly the same as Ye Qiu's. They even wanted to say the same thing!
Awesome, awesome!
Then, he looked at his two disciples.
Sigh!
What a bastard!
Feeling Ninth Uncle's gaze, Ye Qiu felt inexplicably happy.
Actually, Ninth Uncle was the one who said all this.
Ye Qiu had only brought it out.
Although the City God's Soul Pacifying Mantra and Soul Assimilating Technique also had Feng Shui insights, Ye Qiu had only reached level three.
Other than the Five Ghost Wood, he didn't know anything else.
Tomb Feng Shui was a relatively advanced part of Feng Shui. If one wanted to understand this, one had to at least raise their cultivation technique to level 50.
"I saw it."
At this moment, the young man in charge of digging the grave shouted.
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