He Yu nodded: "It's just a cemetery, I'm not afraid of it. Since you want to go in, I will go in with you."

"Come, hold my hand." Zhiyun stretched out her hand to him.

She took the initiative to let him hold her hand. He Yu was a little surprised, but under the surprise, he was more happy. He took her hand and held her fingers tightly.

The two of them went into Mount Li Cemetery together.

The entrance and exit to Mount Li Cemetery is strictly controlled, with more than ten security guards and quite a few gravekeepers.

Zhiyun entered smoothly and was released directly. He Yu was a little surprised: "You must have been to Lishan Cemetery several times."

Zhiyun said: "I've been here once, this is the second time."

"Only the second time?" He Yu was surprised.

"Yes, the second time, and he should come in once more after that..." But, the last time he came in, he probably would never leave again.

Of course He Yu didn't know what she meant, and thought she was just bringing him to the cemetery to visit an old friend of hers.

There are not many people buried in Mount Li Cemetery. It seems that there are only more than 60 graves in total, and the rest are vacant land because they are too expensive. Moreover, the price of each grave site is different, and each one is higher than the other.

There is a reason why it is expensive. Not only does it have excellent feng shui, it is a treasure land that will bring prosperity to future generations, and each grave site is independent.

Arriving in front of an open space, He Yu looked at it and asked, "Is this the place?"

Zhiyun nodded: "Let's decide here for now. I've consulted a Feng Shui master and he thinks the location is great."

He Yu finally realized what she said, "So you're not visiting an old friend, you're helping someone choose a cemetery?"

Hearing this, Zhiyun glanced at He Yu. The wind blew her curly hair, and she raised her hand to put it behind her ear: "Well, choose the cemetery for me."

He Yu: “…”

At that moment, his eyes were filled with disbelief, and he asked in shock, "Choose your own grave?"

"Yes, my own cemetery." Zhiyun said with a smile, her eyes so calm.

"Stop joking. You are not like the female emperors in ancient times who would build their own imperial tombs while in power." He Yu smiled sadly. He did not believe Zhiyun's words and thought she was joking.

Or just imitate the ancient emperors.

But what century was this? In this new era, this new century, she shouldn't have such thoughts at the level she was accepting.

"Are you excited?!" Zhiyun spoke slowly.

He Yu didn't say anything, just looked at Zhiyun quietly.

She looked at the empty space and said, "This piece of land is worth 16 million. When I came here to look at it, I fell in love with it at first sight. Even the Feng Shui master said it's good. It will support the family, strengthen the foundation, and bring prosperity to future generations. I think it's a good place to be buried. This is Mount Li, and I'm very satisfied with the scenery."

He Yu: “…”

Zhiyun turned to look at He Yu: "Do you think this place is good?"

He Yu: “…”

"Why aren't you talking? Do you think I'm crazy?"

He Yu: “…”

After a long while, He Yu finally responded, "Why did you choose a grave for yourself so early? You are still so young."

"It's getting late," Zhiyun said in a leisurely voice, "It's almost time. The oil is running out and the lamp is dying. I don't have much time left."

"Why? And what exactly do you mean?" He Yu didn't understand. He just felt that at this moment, Zhiyun seemed a little abnormal.

Like a mentally disturbed woman, she was speaking insane words.

You really should stay away from her immediately!