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Ji Yueling did not immediately agree, but looked at her father questioningly.

Director Ji was also worried that there might be some unknown dangers behind them, so he was more than happy to accept Ye Wanxi's suggestion. He even temporarily put aside his work and personally led the two of them there.

Zou Yuanhe shamelessly followed, not because he was gossipy, but because it would be awkward for him to stay behind.

He was brought by Ji Xiangli. Although they had no idea beforehand that Ji Xiangli was the mastermind behind this incident, it didn't mean that everyone in the building was willing to believe it.

However, they can't be blamed for this. When Ye Wanxi pointed the finger at Ji Xiangli, Zou Yuanhe's first reaction was that it was impossible.

Because if it were Ji Xiangli, why would he proactively seek out a master like him to help resolve the funeral home issue?

However, Ye Wanxi's analysis and Ji Xiangli's reaction once again confirmed that what Miss Ye said was true, and Zou Yuanhe gradually figured out the trick to it.

The reason Ji Xiangli invited him was probably to play the victim and then pretend to be the thief.

Before going to Shangqingyue Temple, I had already inquired about him and his senior brother. I knew that he was good at catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits, while the other was good at surveying feng shui.

Therefore, when he went to Qingyue Temple, he directly stated that he was looking for someone skilled in catching ghosts, and the person who came was Zou Yuanhe.

Zou Yuanhe was skilled at catching ghosts, but not at feng shui, and he was also a member of Qingyue Temple.

Upon arriving at the funeral home, they attributed the incident to lingering spirits and excessive yin energy. After a series of haphazard procedures, the chilling atmosphere inside the funeral home could not be completely dispelled.

At that time, Zou Yuanhe would have no choice but to back down and say that he was powerless to help.

Seeing that even a master from such a famous Taoist temple was helpless, Mr. Ji would surely despair.

Most importantly, after this incident, not only will Ji's father not doubt him, but he will also be moved by his dedication and trust him even more.

In fact, Ji Xiangli was almost successful, but unfortunately, he and his parents never expected that Ji Yueling would use Qiu Yuerong to find Ye Wanxi.

Zou Yuanhe secretly resented that he had become someone else's pawn at his age, and naturally he had no face to stay in front of these victims any longer.

Furthermore, he was indeed curious about what other strange things were in the back mountain of the funeral home, so while everyone's attention was still on Ji Xiangli, he quickly followed Ye Wanxi and the other person.

The back mountain wasn't too far from the funeral home; Director Ji led Ye Wanxi and the other person to the foot of the mountain in less than two minutes.

At the foot of the mountain, there are rows of developed cemeteries, but the area behind the mountain is quite large, and in all these years, less than half of it has been developed. The other side of the mountain is still intact.

When Director Ji heard Ye Wanxi and the other person say that there was a problem with the back mountain, he subconsciously assumed that the problem lay with the developed mountain area and spontaneously led the two people up the mountain.

Unexpectedly, the two circled around the foot of the mountain and did not follow him up, but instead went to the undeveloped mountain next door.

"This..." Ye Wanxi was also taken aback when she saw the mountain, and at the same time she understood why her senior brother said that something was wrong behind this.

Seeing that the two hadn't followed and had instead run to the side, Director Ji hurriedly ran over and asked, "Miss Ye, what's wrong?"

“Rolling mountains, crisscrossing ravines, surrounded by the Jing River, life goes on and on.” Ye Wanxi murmured a few words, then turned to look at Director Ji, whose face was full of tension, and smiled slightly, “Don’t worry, Director Ji, it’s not a bad thing.”

Director Ji breathed a slight sigh of relief and was about to say something when Ye Wanxi added, "It's just that I'm afraid your funeral home will have to close down."

Director Ji: "???" This isn't a bad thing? I suspect you're deliberately trying to fool me!

It took Ye Wanxi several minutes to explain the situation on the back mountain to Director Ji, who was completely bewildered after hearing the whole explanation.

"What did you say? There's an ancient tomb on this mountain, and... an emperor's tomb!"

“Yes.” Ye Wanxi nodded solemnly. “Your mountain is winding and undulating, surrounded by water and life. Moreover, the trees on the mountain are layered and form a barrier, gathering energy and sheltering from the wind. It is an excellent feng shui treasure. In feng shui terms, there is a dragon vein lying here. And the old trees planted on this mountain just prove this point.”

“There was an ancient rule that ‘the emperor’s tomb should be three ren high and planted with pine trees; the tombs of feudal lords should be half that height and planted with cypress trees.’ Many of the ancient trees on this mountain are quite old, especially the pine forest there. Just looking at the largest tree, it must be at least a hundred years old. I guess the entrance to the mausoleum should be not far from there.”

Of course, what Ye Wanxi didn't say was that as soon as she and Feng Tianyu arrived, they sensed pure spiritual energy and lingering dark purple auspicious light.

In ancient times, emperors were called "Sons of Heaven" or "True Dragons," and thus they were draped in a purple glow. The deeper the purple, the stronger the emperor's aura.

The purple auspicious light that has not dissipated even after at least several hundred years suggests that the emperor buried in this tomb is probably no ordinary person.

Thinking of this, Ye Wanxi subconsciously glanced at the person next to her.

No wonder her senior brother was even more perceptive about this tomb than she was. You see, her senior brother's half-remnant soul had been suppressed under the dragon vein for hundreds of years before this, and he almost merged with it.

Dragon veins are inherently interconnected, and Ye Wanxi dared to say that there was probably no one in the world who could sense the location of the various dragon veins more easily than her senior brother.

After hearing Ye Wanxi's explanation, Mr. Ji was still somewhat incredulous. It took him a long time to swallow hard, his mind blank, before he said, "Then now..."

"Report it."

Ye Wanxi wasn't very familiar with the process, so for convenience, she simply called Xiao Jihui.

Xiao Jihui felt apprehensive whenever he saw Ye Wanxi's phone number, but unfortunately, every time the two called, it was something extremely important, and he couldn't refuse to answer!

Therefore, as soon as the call connected, Ye Wanxi heard Xiao Jihui ask with a pained expression, "Tell me, what happened this time? How many people do you need?"

Ye Wanxi was amused by his listless tone: "Can't you wish us well for once? You come here thinking that our visit must be bad news?"

Xiao Jihui immediately looked constipated, thinking to himself, "You two have to give me the chance! With how often you two contact me, when has it ever been for something good?"

Seemingly guessing Xiao Jihui's inner thoughts, Ye Wanxi stopped teasing him: "Alright, alright, this is really good news. We discovered an imperial tomb that should have never been excavated in the back hill of the funeral home on xx street. I wanted to ask you what the reporting process is, and which phone number to call."

After Ye Wanxi said this, there was a long silence on the other end of the phone. About a minute later, Xiao Jihui exclaimed again, "What? You've discovered an emperor's tomb? Whose? Which emperor?"

(End of this chapter)