The Heaven’s Jailer

"130,000 is the price of our ultra-high-end cemetery in Yongan Mausoleum. It not only provides luxurious decoration, but also occupies the feng shui treasure land of the cemetery. Buying such a cemetery for the ancestors can not only express respect for them, but also bless them." The younger generations, those who are officials get promoted, those who do business get rich, and those who go to school can go to Nanshan University even if they don't get into Mizuki and Beijing University..." The female salesperson continued to explain.

Liu Lang heard a black line on his forehead.

If you find a good cemetery to bury your ancestors, the younger generations can lie down and become officials, earn money, and go to school, let alone 130,000 square meters, even if it is 1.3 billion. not expensive.

But Liu Lang is a professional, how could he be fooled by a layman girl.

To be honest, the yin house does have an influence on the descendants, but it is not so exaggerated. If it is a Feng Shui master like Zhang Daoling, maybe it can really gather luck and make the descendants of the deceased flourish. However, based on Liu Lang's understanding of "Laozi Xianger Zhu", even if Zhang Daoling wants to do that, he has to modify many things, such as terrain, water flow, trees, etc., it is by no means simply finding a so-called geomantic treasure , Just bury the person and it's over.

In a sense, the real Feng Shui is an extension of the array, using the geographical trend of mountains, rivers and rivers as the eye of the array to gather the luck of heaven and earth.

However, today, Feng Shui has gradually developed into a branch of architecture. Building houses and burying graves to see Feng Shui is more of a psychological comfort.

Besides, Liu Lang's purpose today was to find a resting place for Ma Zhaodi's relic, so he was even less particular about it.

"Okay, don't tell me so much, 1381 flat, right? Calculate the total price for me, I want one." Liu Lang waved his hand and interrupted the saleswoman.

Although the price of 130,810 square meters of Yong'an Mausoleum is astronomical, the cemetery is different from the Yangzhai, and the area is much smaller. Therefore, the total price is not too scary, about one or two million For Liu Lang, this price is neither too high nor too low, which is enough to express respect for a god.

The saleswoman thought she would have to spend a lot of time talking, but she didn't expect that Liu Lang on the opposite side would make a decision directly, which made her a little confused for a while.

Before this, she had never met such a straightforward customer. Buying cemeteries is usually for elder parents. It is a very serious matter like buying a house for living people. Some customers even bring Mr. Feng Shui came over and ran to the cemetery with a compass, measuring and measuring. How could Liu Lang be like buying vegetables in the vegetable market?

"Aren't you going to take a look?" the saleswoman asked suspiciously.

"Isn't it just a cemetery? If there's anything to see, you can figure it out for me, I'm in a hurry." It's not about burying people, of course Liu Lang doesn't care so much.

"Young man, you have learned a lot about the yin house. You have chosen a place for your ancestors to sleep hastily. Aren't you afraid that their spirits in heaven will blame you?" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind Liu Lang.

Liu Lang looked back and saw that the person speaking was an old man in his seventies or eighties.

The old man was wearing a red and black Tang suit, he was slightly fat, the hair on his head had almost fallen out, leaving only a white circle, and there was a half-foot-long beard under his chin. At this moment, the old man in the Tang suit was looking coldly Looking at Liu Lang, his eyes were full of disdain and contempt.

Liu Lang was suddenly depressed.

I provoked someone, came here to buy a cemetery to bury a stone, how did I get hatred?

"Master Tang, why are you here?" Before Liu Lang could speak, the saleswoman ran up to the old man and asked respectfully.

"Can't I come?" The old man was obviously not in a good mood, and he snorted coldly.

The saleswoman smiled awkwardly. She was also very depressed about laying guns for no reason. The cemetery was supposed to be sold, but the old man came. Wouldn't this cut off her money?

"Old man, I don't seem to be spending your money to buy the cemetery, right? You don't need to worry about buying it, right?" The old man labeled him as unfilial for no reason,

Liu Lang was naturally in a bad mood, and his tone was full of gunpowder.

"How to buy is indeed your business, but how to sell is up to me. Yong'an Mausoleum is not built for people like you. You are not welcome here. You can go!" The old man did not give in and said tit for tat.

Liu Lang didn't know the identity of this old man, so he couldn't help turning his head to look at the saleswoman.

"Sir, take a step to talk." The female saleswoman pulled Liu Lang aside with a bitter face, and whispered to Liu Lang: "You don't know, this old Mr. Tang is a famous Fengshui master in Nanshan, and also our boss's teacher." Good friend, Yongan Mausoleum was designed by Master Tang. From the site selection to the layout, he alone has the final say. Even our boss obeys Master Tang. And I am just a part-time worker, so this cemetery is really not Sell ​​you."

"It turns out that's the case, no wonder the old man speaks so arrogantly!" Liu Lang nodded, turned around and said to the old man in Tang suit: "Master Tang, you dare to talk to me about the lore of the yin house, you really laughed me to death. At your level, if you dare to sell a designed cemetery for 138,000 square meters, if you pay me 138,000 square meters, I won't think about it."

"Do you dare to doubt the cemetery I designed? Who gave you the courage?" The old man in Tang suit was suddenly angry. He has studied Fengshui metaphysics all his life, and this Yong'an Cemetery can be said to be his brainchild, which cannot be questioned by others.

"Courage?" Liu Lang shook his head disdainfully, "Do you think that the design surrounding the entire cemetery is perfect, but have you ever heard a saying that without water, the wind will come and the air will disperse? If the qi stops but the wind doesn’t exist, can that pool of stagnant water really gather wind and become qi?”

"If there is no water, the wind will come and the qi will disperse. If there is water, the qi will stop and the wind will not..." The old man in Tang suit chewed on two sentences carefully, and was stunned on the spot for a moment.

By the time he recovered, Liu Lang had long since disappeared.

Originally, he wanted to buy a cemetery to bury Ma Zhaodi's relic, but unexpectedly, he got so angry that Liu Lang simply didn't go to other cemeteries.

He drove directly to the mountain, found a place that looked good, dug a hole, and buried the relic in it.

While burying the soil, Liu Lang muttered: "Sister Ma, I also want you to find a higher-end place, but your luck is so bad that you can't buy it even if you have money, so I can only let you stay in this barren mountain. It's too late, but don't be sad, I will come to see you when I have time."

After burying Ma Zhaodi's relic, Liu Lang drove back to the city and received a call from Zhang Tianyi on the way. Zhang Tian also said that he has a deep understanding of the first half of "Laozi Xianger Zhu", and will fly to Nanshan tomorrow to accept the test of his uncle.

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