The funeral left the entire Nie family, except for A Yuan, completely exhausted.

Especially Uncle Ming, at the moment the tomb door closed, he told Nie Jiajun that he was just going to rest for a while. Nie Jiajun didn't pay attention and didn't find anyone to take care of him. By the time someone found him, Uncle Ming had already fainted due to high blood pressure.

Only then did everyone realize that he had barely slept for three days and three nights and was completely exhausted.

But it is also because of his global scheduling that all the timing is perfectly timed.

From dressing the body to preparing the burial, the funeral procession, crossing the sea to the grave, and finally, the coffin was placed in the tomb just as the last rays of the setting sun swept across the earth—it was a perfect process.

The sun had set, and the mountain behind them resembled the belly of a giant dragon. Nie Rong's tomb was located beneath the dragon's belly. With the dragon as its backing, it was not afraid of strong winds and torrential rains. There were natural ditches on both sides to drain floodwaters, so his tomb was free from the worry of water accumulation.

Ahead lies a vast expanse of blue sky and green fields, the sea and sunrise. The first rays of sunlight will sweep across the giant pine and fir trees that were just transplanted last year, each costing tens of thousands of yuan.

This tomb, this feng shui—everyone who sees it must praise it.

Nie Zhao meant that Uncle Ming should go to the hospital quickly, rest, and get an IV drip. He even brought Nie Jiayu along so that he could personally deliver the IV.

But Uncle Ming refused. He finally calmed down and, holding Nie Zhao's hand, knocked on every single blue brick and marble tile of the entire tomb. As he knocked, he taught Nie Zhao to knock like him when he came to pay respects to the grave in the future.

I also need to explain why we need to break the bricks.

A-Yuan is a good boy. He doesn't want his dad to carry him. He runs ahead by himself and imitates Uncle Ming by tapping on the bricks.

Uncle Ming was truly reluctant to part with his little master. After thinking for a moment, he smiled and asked A Yuan, "Guess why I knocked on it?"

Ah Yuan had no idea; he simply beat Uncle Ming to it and knocked down every single marble slab of the tomb mound.

But he admitted, "I don't know."

Uncle Ming looked at Nie Zhao again: "Do you know why Qingming Festival is before Guyu?"

"Among three people walking together, there must be one who can teach me." Nie Zhao really didn't know that he was a person with particularly poor life skills, and he couldn't even tie his shoelaces properly.

In contrast, despite being so young, A Yuan has already learned to unbutton his clothes so he can carry a toy gun.

Nie Zhao shook his head and admitted, "I don't know either."

Uncle Ming tapped another marble brick and said with a smile, "Starting from Qingming, there will be frequent rainfall. The ancients considered feng shui very important. Feng shui is not just about the shape of mountains and the direction of wind. The most important thing in feng shui is water. No matter how good the tomb is, if it is not maintained, once water gets in, the filth and mud will trap the deceased and form evil energy, and the good feng shui will be gone. That's why the ancients arranged the time for tomb sweeping before Guyu (Grain Rain), not so that the descendants would burn paper money, but to take care of the tomb and see if it has been washed by the rain of the previous year, whether there is any seepage or collapse. If there is, the brick will sound hollow; if not, the brick will sound heavy when you tap it, just like it does now. Third Master, you should tap every brick when you come in the future."

The main funeral procession has mostly left by car.

The Nie brothers couldn't wait any longer and had already gotten into the car, taking out their phones to play games.

The monks and Taoist priests also took a break and went to enjoy the scenery. Nie Zhao tapped a brick lightly and said, "This is the work of the Celestial Masters."

But after thinking about it again, he said, "But in previous years, you were the one who swept my mother's grave."

Uncle Ming smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, this is the business of the Taoist priests. They don't want to tell ordinary people. After all, they rely on this to make money. After your older brother passed away, I always felt that there might be some problems with the feng shui, so I kept serving him and making the Taoist priest who came to work happy. Later, I got him drunk and coaxed him to tell me."

He added, “Over the years, I have been taking good care of Miss’s tomb, but I’m getting old and can’t do it anymore. I have to tell you this so that you will be aware of what’s going on and won’t be tricked by someone with ulterior motives like Mei Lu.”

There are many things that you can't buy just by spending money.

For example, what exactly is Feng Shui, and what is the meaning of people sweeping tombs during Qingming Festival? Although it is not difficult, it is a secret method and magic weapon that the Celestial Masters and his entourage kept hidden. If it weren't for Uncle Ming, who would have told Nie Zhao about it?

After all, he needed to know how the sorcerers would pretend to be supernatural and swindle money from him.

Nie Zhao picked up his son, kissed his little ear, and asked him, "Did you hear what Grandpa Ming said just now?"

Ah Yuan couldn't understand it at all, but he could summarize it: "During Qingming, you have to visit the graves."

Uncle Ming was destined not to be able to teach such a young child, and could only praise him, saying, "Young Master is so smart."

Now that he had reached the front of the tomb, he looked around again and said to Nie Rong from afar, "Master, this is a quiet and peaceful place with beautiful scenery. No one will disturb you. Third Master is doing this for your own good. You can rest in peace now."

He added, “As you can see, only Third Master comes to sweep and worship during festivals. If you don’t bless him, who else can you bless? Abandon distractions and cultivate in peace. You will then be able to attain enlightenment, leave suffering and find happiness. Goodbye, my young lady.”

Nie Rong could not let go of greed, anger, and ignorance until his death, but everyone must die eventually.

When he dies, he will need his descendants to offer incense and support him, and to sweep his grave and weed for him.

Even after arriving at this place, he was still imprisoned. The cemetery had boundaries, and he couldn't reach Han Yuzhu's side.

If he wants to see his son and wife, there is only one way, which is the so-called spiritual practice; it depends on whether he wants to or not.

For Uncle Ming, his relationship with the Nie family had gone beyond that of a master and servant in the ordinary sense.

Nie Zhao said sincerely, "Uncle Ming, thank you for managing the family affairs all these years, and thank you for taking care of my father."

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