As promised, Xiao Xianrou, will you play the suona in the haunted house?

Chapter 171 The master is too particular, and there is nothing Lao Huang can do in return.

I visited four or five cemeteries in succession, coming and leaving in a hurry on weekends.

From the morning to the afternoon, everyone accompanying me became a little anxious after the initial freshness had passed.

Some people are even praying to finish it and go home.

Weekend had been observing everyone's expressions from the corner of his eyes. When he saw that most of the people were a little anxious, a faint smile flashed across his lips.

If you're anxious, that's right.

Before we knew it, we had reached the west mountain where the sun was setting.

Counting the weekend in my mind, I have almost had enough of the eagle.

"Needless to say, the Feng Shui of Tianling Cemetery was once the tomb of the founding emperor of the People's Republic of China, and it is a newly developed area, so it will not be crowded. Master should be satisfied now."

It was starting to get dark, and everyone accompanying him was whispering while looking at the absolute protagonist of the day.

Huang Tian paid off. This weekend, he finally didn't look at it and shake his head. Instead, after looking at it for about ten minutes, he stretched out his hand towards Yang Sisi.

"Xiao Yang, bring me my compass."

Hearing this, Yang Sisi lowered her head and rummaged inside the bag for a while, and took out a simple ivory compass.

The president of Jinyang Antiques Association, his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw this ivory compass.

"Hiss, this compass..."

Boss Huang was standing next to the president. He naturally noticed the president's surprise and asked curiously: "President Gu, what's wrong with this compass?"

"Boss Huang, where did you find this master? It seems to be very powerful. This compass alone can be as powerful as a small mine of yours."

President Gu originally thought that Zhou Zhen was just like other folk Feng Shui masters, a charlatan who relied on his words and skills.

It's just that due to the rules of the industry, it's not easy for him to expose the weekend.

But after seeing the compass, he realized that he might have made a mistake.

Because he could tell at a glance that the compass in Weekend's hand was definitely genuine.

Judging from the color, this compass must be hundreds of years old at least.

More importantly, the craftsmanship on the compass is also at the level of art.

From his perspective, if this compass was put up for auction, it would fetch at least eight figures.

Charlatans can't come up with these things.

"Ah, I thought that compass looked very ordinary, but I didn't expect it to be so valuable?"

Boss Huang said with some confusion when he heard what President Gu said.

President Gu felt contempt in his heart, or said that you mine bosses are easy to fool.

If you could see that, you wouldn't have called the monks from Tainanhua Temple over. Who among them doesn't know the details of the monks from Tainanhua Temple?
However, the group of monks in Tainanhua Temple, fortunately, do not deceive the poor, and specialize in harvesting wool from the mine bosses in Jinyang, so no one will gossip about it.

At this time, Zhou Wenxing was already holding a compass, counting plum blossoms on his feet, and observing the direction murmuringly.

When the mountain breeze blows, weekend's loose Tang suit swells, as if the whole person is about to ride the wind and fly away at any time. His high popularity is undoubtedly revealed.

In the eyes of these mine bosses, there seems to be some mystery hidden in the pace of the weekend, which makes them feel refreshed.

"It seems that the feng shui of Tianling Cemetery is indeed good, and the masters are starting to take it seriously."

"Master must have fallen in love. Finally, we don't have to keep running."

"Honestly, I'll be exhausted if I keep watching."

It's a good thing that there's movement on the weekend, at least it means you're in the right place.

These mine bosses climbed a Tianshan Mountain today, and they are all very tired. They usually live in peace and contentment, but when have they ever climbed a mountain for so long?

So they are all praying that nothing will happen again.

Boss Huang was shocked when he saw the news over the weekend.

Because privately, among the cemeteries in Jinyang, Tianling Cemetery is the one he is most optimistic about.

Unexpectedly, my thoughts coincided with the master's views.

The manager of Tianling Cemetery felt ecstatic when he saw this scene.

The master looked at all the best cemeteries in Jinyang today, and finally chose their Tianling Cemetery. This is like a free advertisement for their Tianling Cemetery.

However, at this moment, Weekend suddenly stopped and sighed in disappointment.

"Master, are you dissatisfied with your sigh?"

When the manager of Tianling Cemetery heard Zhou Zhou sigh, he suddenly felt uneasy and asked quickly.

"Master, why are you sighing? We think this place is already very good."

In fact, not only the cemetery manager, but also the rich people who had been accompanying him all day sighed when they saw the weekend, and their hearts were agitated.

If you are not satisfied with the weekend, doesn’t that mean you have to continue climbing?
Damn it, you might as well kill me.

"Yes, the feng shui is good, and it's newly developed, so it won't be too crowded. Isn't this good enough?"

Boss Huang was very fond of Tianling Cemetery, so when he saw Weekend sighing, he immediately asked why.

At this time, Weekend just shook his head and chuckled: "You see, this place is surrounded by water dragons in front, and there are Shaozu and Zushan as barriers in the back. It can be said that it is a place where the two dragons confront each other and the princes. Even if you look further, I'm afraid You couldn’t ask for a better place than this.”

"what!"

Weekend's words immediately stunned everyone. If it's so good, why did you sigh just now?
"I sigh because this place is suitable for new burials, not for moving graves." After a pause on the weekend, he continued: "Unless..."

"Unless what?"

When Boss Huang heard the first half of the sentence, the disappointment on his face was palpable. When he heard the latter sentence, hope was rekindled in his heart.

"Unless a feng shui expert takes action to revive the energy of the person who moved the grave."

The person who answered Boss Huang was not Weekend, but President Gu who had been silent next to him.

Hearing this on the weekend, he glanced at President Gu with a half-smile.

interesting.

There are also people who take the initiative to set up a stage for themselves, which is a bit interesting.

"Boss Huang, isn't this simple? Don't worry, I will definitely help you invite the best Feng Shui masters in Jinyang and keep them to your satisfaction."

The cemetery manager is now in a hurry. He can't just watch the cooked duck fly away. He doesn't care about Sanqi 21. He should get the business over first.

"You are so stupid. Can those Feng Shui masters in Jinyang compare to the masters who are far away and right in front of us?"

The wealthy mining bosses who accompanied him immediately sneered when they heard what the cemetery manager said.

The group that is most familiar with the Feng Shui masters in Jinyang must be the mine owners. After all, without their "funding", the Feng Shui masters in Jinyang will not only starve to death, but their business will shrink by at least 90.00%.

Among those Feng Shui masters in Jinyang, which one can easily come up with eight-figure worth of clothing?

Even if we don’t talk about the hardware, just talking about the weekend’s temperament, it is much better than those Feng Shui masters in Jinyang.

"Oh, I was confused. Why did I forget the master?"

The cemetery manager slapped his head and quickly corrected his mistake.

At this time, of course I choose not to talk during the weekend and pretend to be an expert.

If you are not in a hurry on the weekend, of course some people will be.

Boss Huang has seen all the best cemeteries in Jinyang. If he continues to look at them, the quality will be low.

Can this be tolerated? Absolutely not.

Why did he move his grandfather's grave? Wasn't it because the place was not of high quality?

"Master, please take action once more. I, Lao Huang, would be very grateful."

Boss Huang came back to his senses and looked at the weekend with a sincere tone. "Oh, that's all. For the sake of your filial piety, I will make an exception today."

Weekend let out a long sigh and looked embarrassed.

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand.

This time there was no need to be reminded of the weekend. Yang Sisi, the tool man, tacitly brought over the things prepared last night.

The thing is not a rare thing, it is just a pen and paper.

The paper is yellowed talisman paper.

The pen is a brush dipped in thick ink.

"If you want to regain your vitality, you must use a talisman to activate the earth eye again and trigger visions."

Weekend seemed to notice the confusion of the people around him and explained his actions calmly.

"What is a stroke of luck?"

Weekend’s explanation was almost like no explanation at all. Boss Huang and his group of rich people still looked confused after hearing this.

At this time, President Gu was shocked again.

"The so-called one-stroke talisman, one stroke can draw 14 talismans at the same time. It is said that those with advanced skills can cause strange phenomena in the world."

"But the secret technique has been lost a long time ago. I didn't expect anyone to know it now?"

After listening to President Gu's explanation, Boss Huang and his group of rich people finally understood, but soon felt that it was impossible to complete.

"Impossible, who can draw fourteen chapters of talismans at the same time in one stroke, and they must be exactly the same?"

"Who can do this?"

"It doesn't sound like something a human being can do."

As a result, this group of rich people shouted while staring intently at the weekend's actions.

Of course, ordinary people can't do it, but if a master takes action, that's not necessarily the case.

"Hold it, hold it tight."

Weekend deliberately looked at a stack of fourteen talisman papers without any patterns in front of everyone, and then asked Yang Sisi to hold them with both hands again.

Yang Sisi held the talisman paper in both hands. On the weekend, she took out the brush and tapped it lightly on the tip of her tongue. After taking a deep breath, she wrote heavily.

In the eyes of Boss Huang and other rich bosses, the brush in Zhou Xun's hands is like a very important thing.

Start pen, move pen, put pen away.

A few simple movements, but it seemed that all the strength of the weekend had been exhausted, and he was soon sweating profusely.

With a quick stroke of the pen, a talisman was quickly drawn.

After finishing the last stroke, I felt like I was exhausted and threw the brush in my hand away.

"It's done!"

After saying that, he didn't care about the dirt on the ground during the weekend. He sat down on the ground exhausted and started to practice with his eyes closed.

"Huh? That's it?"

"But didn't this just draw a talisman?"

"Didn't you say that you need to draw fourteen chapters of talismans in one stroke? This is just one picture!"

Boss Huang and all the local tycoons couldn't help but look disappointed after watching the weekend's performance.

However, at this time, President Gu said nothing and came to Yang Sisi in three steps at a time.

President Gu stretched out his hand and opened the top piece of talisman paper that Yang Sisi held in both hands.

The next second, Boss Huang and the others suddenly let out an exclamation.

Because the second talisman paper was exactly the same as the talisman on the first one, even the ink was fresh.

Soon, President Gu stared and started to open the third and fourth pictures...

Until No. 14, each one is exactly the same as the first talisman paper.

Now, everyone was dumbfounded.

The one-stroke symbol was really drawn by the weekend.

"It's incredible. This talisman paper is made of very thick yellow paper. The master actually penetrated the back of the paper and allowed the ink to penetrate fourteen talisman papers at the same time... This is too scary."

"This amount of skill must have taken at least 20 years."

"Not to mention using a brush, even with a knife, I'm afraid it will be difficult to cut through these fourteen talisman papers with one knife."

Boss Huang and the others seemed to be surprised and went up to check the talisman in person.

The thickness of this talisman paper means that no matter how hard an ordinary person exerts force, they will probably only leave some ink marks on the second talisman paper at most, but over the weekend, it penetrated fourteen talisman papers at the same time.

This was drawn in full view of them, and there was absolutely no fraud.

Incredible.

"No wonder the master is sweating profusely when he draws a talisman. It turns out that it is caused by excessive use of skill."

When Boss Huang and the others looked at Weekend again, who was sitting on the ground with his eyes closed and concentrating, they couldn't help but show a hint of shock in their eyes.

"awesome!"

"As expected of a master!"

In the heartfelt admiration of this group of wealthy people, some color finally returned to their faces over the weekend, and they slowly opened their eyes.

"Xiao Yang, go and paste these fourteen talismans in the twelve zodiac signs, and paste the last two on the tomb."

There was a hint of obvious exhaustion in Weekend's voice.

Twelve zodiac signs?

Yang Sisi suddenly realized that no wonder she had to memorize the directions represented by the twelve zodiac signs last night on the weekend. It turned out that she had been prepared for it.

Soon, Yang Sisi arranged the talisman papers according to the directions of the twelve zodiac signs, and the last two remaining talisman papers were pasted on the selected tomb location.

When she finished all this and could stand up on weekends, he waved to Boss Huang to come over.

"Three days later, it will be the day when the talisman takes effect. At that time, you can ask your grandfather to move the grave here, and there will be a vision of heaven and earth, and the life will be reunited."

On the weekend, I immediately set a date for moving the grave in three days, looking confident.

Boss Huang and the tycoon mine bosses behind him were stunned when they heard this. It turned out that this was not the end, and the real vision of heaven and earth had not yet begun.

"Master, what kind of vision is this?"

A curious mine boss couldn't help but ask.

"When we are reunited when we are angry, it is natural that Feng will come to us."

Weekend smiled mysteriously, which aroused the curiosity of everyone listening.

Is there Feng Laiyi?

What kind of heaven and earth vision is this?
Boss Huang and others immediately began to make rich associations.

"Master, are you okay!"

At this time, Boss Huang clearly felt the hand on his shoulder on weekends sinking, and the weight of his entire body was pressing on his shoulders.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired. Send me back to the hotel. Don't let anyone disturb me during these three days. I have to prepare for the day of moving the tomb to cause the heaven and earth to undergo a retreat."

Hearing Zhou Zhou's words, Boss Huang was immediately grateful to Zhou Zhou.

Obviously, the master overdrew his skills during the practice, causing the body to suffer backlash.

The master is too particular, and I, Old Huang, can’t repay him!
(End of this chapter)