Relying on fortune and wealth
29 Hard work does not make you rich

Qilin Brea

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After hearing Bai He's words, everyone's mood became extremely heavy. After a long time, Aunt Long Qi said," What should he do then? Could it be that he had to watch the situation worsen and could not take back what was done?

White Crane said: God's will is so, I don't have a good way for the time being, you first report the situation to the elderly at home and your brothers. Let's see what they think.

After seeing the feng shui of Long Qi's grandfather's house, the few of them walked down and crossed a few mountain streams. The guide pointed to a few graves in front of them and asked Bai He, How was the feng shui of these graves?

After saying that, he brought the few of them to the grave to take a look. When the few of them arrived at the grave, Bai He asked his aunt to express her opinion. Aunt Longqi said,"I feel cold and depressed as soon as I come up to this place." It's uncomfortable here. Although I don't know Feng Shui, I'm absolutely sure that the Feng Shui here is very bad.

Long Qi continued,"This place is like a prison. You've been beaten to the eighteenth level of hell and will never be reincarnated."

The senior said: The descendants here must be very poor and have a sad atmosphere.

Bai He said,"These graves are the places of zombies in horror movies." As soon as he finished speaking, the others all had goosebumps. They immediately gathered behind Bai He, their bodies trembling. His teeth chattered non-stop, and his entire person was shaking. She stared at the grave, afraid that a zombie would suddenly jump out. Although he had watched a lot of horror movies, people in modern society had never seen such a terrifying thing. Long Qi was so scared that his legs went weak. He and little aunt quickly clung onto Bai He's arm, unable to shake it off.

The uncle asked,"What will happen to future generations with such a grave?"

White crane said: more sick more pain more disaster poor, after the second generation incense cut off.

As soon as the white crane finished speaking, the uncle knelt on the ground with a thud and kowtowed to the white crane. In a short while, his forehead turned red. Bai He quickly went over to help the uncle up. A man's knees had gold. Kowtow was the greatest gift. He could not accept the kowtow of others, or his life would be shortened. White crane said: uncle, please get up, do not have such a big bow, there is something to say slowly.

The uncle still did not get up. He knelt down with snot and tears in his eyes and said, These graves belong to my family. You can't get rich by working hard. I've been diligent all my life. I got up early and worked until dark, but I owed a lot of money. My wife can't walk on one foot, so I spent hundreds of thousands of yuan to treat her. All my relatives became enemies and all my relatives borrowed money. His wife couldn't do tiring work, and his three sons were all single. The eldest was forty, and the younger two were in their thirties. The eldest son's marriage had used up all of the family's savings. Not long after they got married, he was also injured in the lower part. He could not be treated humanely, so his wife divorced him and did not want the gift money. The house in town was also given to his ex-wife. Up until now, he had been half-dead and did not go out to work. He was drunk and crazy at home all day. He was neither human nor ghost.

The second and third sons were poor workers, so they did not have ten thousand yuan left in a year. She was poor. Not only could she not afford the betrothal gift, but she could also forget about buying a house or a car. Women who were disabled and in their fifties or sixties were not willing to marry their sons. The matchmakers didn't even come to visit and stayed far away.

Back then, she gave birth to three sons and was very awe-inspiring in the village. Now, everyone was laughing at her and she had become the laughing stock of all the villages. They couldn't even lift their heads in the village. They couldn't sleep every night. They all wanted to die together. There was no end to the disaster. Living was suffering.

When the uncle finished crying, the white crane said,"You and I are fated today. I will help you since you are in Red City."

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