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Chapter 57 The books handed down by our ancestors are really useful... (nd update!)
Yi Dong saw the luxury car parked at the foot of the mountain from afar.

In fact, Yi Dong, who is not very sensitive in this regard, can't recognize many license plates.

To him, a car is just a means of transportation.

Of course, it was a bit reluctant to say this before:

After all, at that time he could only afford a small motorcycle...

However, Yi Dong could tell at a glance that it was a good car.

This can be easily seen from the distance between the other car and the car behind...

Several men in suits got out of the car.

He wasn't wearing sunglasses.

In the crowd, Yi Dong spotted a person whose attire and style were obviously different from those around him.

Is this the Feng Shui master?

Yi Dong stared at him for a while, but didn't see anything unusual.

But a Feng Shui master is not a fire-breathing, ball-playing figure on a stage after all.

Just looking at the appearance, Yi Dong felt that it was difficult for him to see anything.

Just like the burly and strong Kobold Chieftain, he looks like a berserker.

Who would have thought that thing was a spellcasting unit?

After that incident, Yi Dong also felt that he could not judge people based on appearance alone.

This person who is suspected to be a Feng Shui master looks quite old.

This also seems more normal:

In the eyes of many people, in this relatively traditional profession, a gray beard is an invisible high-level certificate...

Yi Dong actually never understood the specific differences between Feng Shui masters and fortune tellers.

It seems that in the business of this type of group, there will always be some interactions.

In small towns, especially in rural areas, the latter is actually more common.

In Orange City, they are often active on both sides of the road in front of the People's Hospital.

Compared with the illegal sects that the old village chief has been focusing on cracking down on recently.

In Yi Dong's opinion, these people are more like paid chat companions.

The difference is:

Compared with the currently emerging pleasures of chatting and playing together, the former is undoubtedly much more technical.

Yi Dong watched with interest.

He actually hoped to see the other party show off his "magic":
Not to mention how mysterious it is to walk on the clouds and fly to the mountains.

But you also have to hold the compass, follow the steps, look here, look there, and plan your appearance effects...

In short, we shouldn't go up the mountain like we are doing now, following the rules like everyone else.

Of course, the opponent's physical strength is really good:
The hill where the cemetery is located is not very high or steep.

But it was a rough road after all, and we climbed up in one breath.

Even young people who don't exercise regularly will need to take a breath.

Yi Dong had a lot to say on this point before.

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"Hello, you are Brother Yi, right?"

Luyang walked up to Yidong with a smile on his face and handed him a cigarette.

Big cities have their own ways of playing, and small towns have their own customs.

It's always a good idea to be more polite when dealing with people from the boss's hometown.

After all, no one can say for sure. It might just be a matter of a single thought, and it would eventually reach the ears of the big boss.

Although he knew clearly that the boss had no relationship with the other party.

But can the boss just let anyone he choose to help look after the ancestral grave?

Luyang saw this very clearly.

Then he came up to the master and said:

"Master, this is Brother Yi, the one I told you about before."

The master nodded towards Yi Dong, then quickly looked away, looking quite cold.

Yi Dong didn't care about it.

He had some impression of the reed sheep.

The other party was very polite and didn't seem like an executive from a big city at all.

Of course, that time, it was Mr. Chen who was there. This time, the other party was still so polite, which undoubtedly made Yi Dong's impression of him even deeper.

Regardless of what kind of person he really is, at least he is polite...

Of course, maybe it’s just like what I said before - Mr. Chen gave too much...

After all, you can't expect to maintain the same working status with a monthly salary of 3,000 or 30,000...

Yi Dong brought them to Mr. Chen’s ancestral grave.

Mr. Chen has carried out a lot of construction in the local area, and naturally many people have benefited from it.

So during the Qingming Festival.

Although Mr. Chen did not come back, many people also went to pay tribute to his ancestors' graves.

At this point, the master seemed to have entered working mode.

He finally took out the compass from the bag he was carrying.

This made Yi Dong look away with satisfaction:

This is the right way to play it, this is how it’s played in Hong Kong movies…

Yi Dong thought so.

But then, Yi Dong was politely invited to the side.

According to Lu Yang's apology, he asked Yi Dong to help prepare some tea.

The Master may need it.

This was naturally a trick to get him out of the way - Yi Dong had already seen the teacups and mineral water they brought with them.

While speaking, Luyang naturally handed Yi Dong a thick red envelope.

According to him, this is also a common practice in Feng Shui.

Yi Dong felt that it had nothing to do with the other party being sent here by Mr. Chen.

Learning and applying it in practice belongs to...

Yi Dong didn't care about this.

He returned to his room, boiled a kettle of water, and glanced at the stewing venison.

The green oranges halfway up the mountain were gone, but the venison in the backpack had not been consumed yet.

Of course, in Yi Dong's current view, braised venison is not food, but a non-standard version of life-restoring potion...

Who knows, maybe we can make a big red one in the future...

Yi Dong feels that the maximum duration of the restorative effect of food should be related to one's own digestive ability.

Maybe later, when his digestive ability is further strengthened.

So, food that originally took about half an hour to be completely digested may only take ten minutes or less.

In terms of the specific response effect, the total amount of responses is inconvenient, but the duration is shortened.

Today's updated daily copy is just the right time to add new items to his menu.

Although Yi Dong is not tired of eating venison.

But bison meat is not bad...

Even the peppers in the vegetable garden may not be enough.

If it is not a replica there is a maximum reset time.

Yi Dong was thinking about clearing out some low-level dungeons that were no longer applicable, and then opening up new land...

Even with Yidong's current planting level, he couldn't tell whether the soil in those copies was good or bad.

But even if the land is extremely barren, if you add fertilizer and raise it, it won't be that bad...

Yesterday, Yi Dong used all the remaining mythical power to strengthen the guarded land.

Now, even if he was standing in the room, he could vaguely sense the movements over there.

Of course, Yi Dong had no way of knowing the specific details.

He could only vaguely sense that there was someone there.

It feels like someone is watching from upstairs...

Just when Yi Dong was about to get some chili peppers and stir-fry a pot of shrimp to try it with rice later.

He suddenly had an idea.

Ok?
Yi Dong raised his head in confusion:

The mountain and river energy of the cemetery seemed to have just moved?
On the other side:
The Feng Shui master named Zeng Hou had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead...

Good news: The books handed down from our ancestors are really useful;

Bad news: The books handed down from our ancestors are really useful...

(End of this chapter)