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

On the way back to the city, everyone else could see how tired they were from the weekend, and everyone took the initiative to go to other cars to give them a quiet resting environment during the weekend.

Only Gu, the president of the Jinyang Antiques Association, chose to ride with him on weekends.

After President Gu got in the car, he kept looking at the weekend with a smile.

"President Gu, do you want to tell me something?"

Seeing this on weekends, he asked straight to the point when the car started.

In fact, I was also curious over the weekend as to why President Gu would speak for me at Tianling Cemetery before.

"Master Zhou..."

"How dare I call myself a master in front of President Gu? Isn't this just trying to outcast me? In terms of age, President Gu is my elder. Just call me by my name."

Weekend Sansan waved his hand, he could trick Boss Huang with his little tricks, but he would definitely not be able to fool an old fox like President Gu.

"Okay, then I'll call you Weekend. Do you know Professor Wen, right?"

President Gu immediately burst out laughing when he saw the weekend's embarrassment.

Professor Wen?
That archeology expert.

Weekend suddenly realized something, and understood why President Gu would help him.

"It turns out that a flood washed away the Dragon King Temple. Professor Wen and I did have a relationship."

Speaking of Professor Wen, I should still owe him a favor over the weekend.

The discovery of the Queen's Tomb can be said to be big news that shocked the archaeological community across the country. Professor Wen mentioned the name of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" in an interview at that time, which was equivalent to helping promote it for free.

No wonder President Gu would speak for him at that time. It turned out to be because of Professor Wen’s face.

"Actually, I have heard about you from Professor Wen a long time ago, but before you took out the compass, I had not connected you with the person Professor Wen mentioned."

President Gu said that he and Professor Wen have been friends for decades, and he admired Professor Wen's professional ability in the archaeological field. Since Professor Wen mentioned it many times over the weekend, he must have something special about him.

In this case, he definitely couldn't be a charlatan, which is why he spoke for the weekend.

"It's just that I didn't expect that the strange person Professor Wen talked about would actually appear in Jinyang, and he would appear as a Feng Shui master... The master's reminder is indeed worthy of his reputation."

When President Gu said that, the smile on his lips could hardly be stretched.

Obviously, he had already seen through the mystery of the little trick he performed before the weekend.

"If I guess correctly, the talisman paper and ink are all prepared with specific secret recipes, right?"

Weekend sneered and admitted directly: "The talisman paper is soaked in sulfur and some potions. Its ability to absorb ink is much stronger than ordinary talisman paper."

"The ink is ground from cuttlefish ink, turtle urine, and some chemicals!"

Although President Gu knew the principle, he had never heard of the recipe mentioned over the weekend.

However, being able to tell the recipe without reservation during the weekend was also an expression of respect for him as a newcomer, which made President Gu couldn't help but nod.

"I have finally cracked the talisman, but I am very curious. What are you going to do about the vision of heaven and earth in three days?"

President Gu then asked about the weekend. The trick of urging a talisman is relatively easy, but things like heaven and earth visions are not so easy to pull off.

"Hehe~"

When President Gu asked about what happened three days later, Zhou Zi smiled and deliberately kept it secret.

"Let me put this matter aside first. Anyway, President Gu will see it in three days, but..."

"But what?"

After being told this on the weekend, President Gu's appetite was whetted.

"But this time it's true, it's not some charlatan."

The confidence on Zhou Zhou’s face made President Gu stunned.

Normally speaking, President Gu would not believe that Zhou Xing could really cause visions in the world, but Zhou Xing's expression made him want to believe him.

After all, I even told him the recipe for the One-stroke Talisman over the weekend, so there was no reason to hide this from him.

"Really, then I'll have to look forward to it."

President Gu smiled and saw that he liked to tell the truth on weekends, so he stopped asking further questions.

It was only three days, and it passed quickly.

While they were talking, the car had already arrived at the hotel where Yang Sisi and he were staying over the weekend, and President Gu said goodbye to the two of them.

In the next three days, Boss Huang's move to his grandfather's grave soon spread among the wealthy friends in Jinyang.

Basically, most people in the rich circle have heard that Boss Huang invited a Feng Shui master from Yanjing.

This master will be responsible for relocating the grave of Mr. Huang’s grandfather in three days, causing a strange phenomenon in the world.

"Have you heard that Lao Huang specially invited a master from Yanjing to relocate his grandfather's grave this time?"

"Is it fake? Masters and experts these days are the same. They are all liars."

"Haha, that's because you haven't seen the master's ability. I was personally present at the time...Have you heard of the one-stroke talisman? The master can draw fourteen identical talismans at the same time in one stroke. I was dumbfounded at the time. ”

"It's true or not. Anyway, you will know if you go and see Boss Huang when he moves the grave in three days. Didn't they say that in three days the master will use his power to cause strange phenomena in the world?"

The news that the weekend was going to cause a strange phenomenon in the world three days later quickly spread among the rich circles of Jinyang.

three days later.

The day when Mr. Huang’s grandfather moved his grave.

Many local wealthy people from Jinyang came uninvited. Although these people said they were congratulating Boss Huang for moving his grandfather's grave, in fact, they all came for the weekend.Boss Huang has carefully prepared for today's big day. He has invited all the best suona teams in Jinyang.

Eighteen suonas played lively in the mourning hall of Mr. Huang’s grandfather.

The mourning hall was temporarily built at Tianling Cemetery. The coffin of Mr. Huang’s grandfather had been invited to the mourning hall at Tianling Cemetery last night.

"The auspicious time is coming soon, why doesn't the master show up yet?"

"What do you know? They are all masters. They must appear in the finale!"

"It makes sense... Hey, it seems to be coming."

At this moment, a black business car appeared. Under everyone's curious eyes, Zhou Xing and Yang Sisi got out of the car.

"Is this the master invited by Boss Huang? Why is he so young?"

Those who have not seen Zhou Xie can't help but frown after seeing his youth. This is far from the image of a master in most people's eyes.

Just when the rich bosses of Jinyang were disappointed, there was a sudden commotion in the suona team in the mourning hall.

"Then...isn't that Master Zhou?"

"It seems to be him. I saw his photo in my master's house, placed with the great men."

"Isn't this normal? Master Zhou rewarded us with a bowl of rice. It's not an exaggeration to call him Grandmaster."

The wealthy people in Jinyang may not know Zhou Zhou, but almost all the suona craftsmen in the suona team don't know him.

In the eyes of this group of suona craftsmen, the weekend funeral music can be said to have single-handedly saved the suona industry.

"Hey, why did the suona stop?"

Someone in the crowd soon noticed something strange. The suona troupe, which had been lively just now, all stopped playing at this moment.

"Ah, it's really Master Zhou!"

"Master Zhou, I could only look at photos before, but now I can finally see him in person."

"Master Zhou, when will you release a popular album?"

As soon as I got off the car at the weekend, I was immediately surrounded by this group of suona craftsmen, and some of them even had tears in their eyes.

Now, those rich people who were still a little suspicious of Zhou Xue's youth suddenly no longer dared to look down upon him.

"What's going on? What background does this master have that can make these folk artists so excited?"

"You don't understand this, right? Master Zhou is a figure at the level of the founder of our Suona world."

"Without Master Zhou, we suona craftsmen still don't know where to eat branyan vegetables."

Before the weekend funeral music came out, the sound and shadow of suona had become less and less common in Chinese weddings and funerals. But as soon as the weekend funeral music came out, the suona business started to pick up again.

In the mentality of these suona craftsmen, it is not too much to call him the ancestor.

Boss Huang felt happy when he saw this scene, and felt that it was really worth it to come over the weekend.

Fortunately, the auspicious time has come, and these suona craftsmen have to return to their posts, so the weekend is temporarily freed.

Soon, the auspicious time has come.

Amidst the sound of firecrackers, the tomb-moving ceremony began.

Perhaps because of the weekend, the group of suona craftsmen played particularly hard.

Boss Huang's grandfather has been dead for 40 to [-] years. Originally, Boss Huang's family did not think it was a very sad thing, but when they heard the sound of the suona in their ears, they began to cry out in pain.

"Grandpa, my grandson is unfilial. I'm just thinking about changing you to a better house now!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... Grandpa, how are you doing down there? If you are missing anything, I will give your grandson a dream at night!"

"..."

Accompanied by the sound of suonas all the way, the mighty tomb-moving team soon arrived at the new grave of Mr. Huang’s grandfather.

"Didn't you say that the master is going to cause visions in the heaven and earth? Why hasn't he appeared yet?"

After arriving at the new grave, everyone looked forward to the weekend with anticipation.

At this time, in full view of everyone, Zhou Wen took out a suona.

The bronze suona looks unusually delicate and short.

I saw that after taking out the suona on the weekend, there was no playing, but mysterious steps in the mouth, muttering to himself in front of the grave of Mr. Huang’s grandfather.

This suona, in Zhou Xun's hands, is more like a magical weapon than a musical instrument.

I don’t know how long it took, but the weekend “practice” was finally completed.

Then, he blew the suona.

The next second, a high-pitched suona sounded.

The extreme emotion of grief instantly enveloped the entire Tianling Cemetery.

thump.

Boss Huang and the group of filial sons and grandsons behind him who were wearing sackcloth and wearing filial piety, when they heard the suona sound on the weekend, they subconsciously knelt in front of the grave and cried loudly.

As soon as the suona sounds, filial sons and virtuous grandchildren kneel all over the mountain.

I secretly thought to myself on the weekend that I had deceived Boss Huang for so long, and this song could make up for it.

All in all, Boss Huang has made a lot of money. (End of chapter)