Chapter 98
Village Chief Min heard this, walked to the tombstone with his cane, trembling, took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, and magnified the words on the tombstone.
After confirming it
, he raised his head and said, "Master, why do you say that? This is indeed Liangpeng's tomb."
As he spoke, he slowly bent down and touched the name under the tombstone, "Look, there are also the names of Xiaohui's parents, there is no mistake."
The people in Minjia Village thought Chu Yueqing might have some ability at first, but now they saw someone pointing at the Min family's tomb and saying that it was not Grandpa Min who was buried there.
They were all a little angry.
After all, when Min Liangpeng died, people from the same village helped.
"Little sister, we carried the coffin together to bury the old man of the Min family.
Just because you say it's not true, it's not true." "What's wrong with you? You are so young and don't know how to see things, so don't act like a master."
"You are not from Minjia Village. It's possible that we don't know Min Liangpeng's location better than you do?"
"That's right!"
A strong voice came.
"You are talking big with your eyes open. If Min Liangpeng is not buried in his family's grave, where else can he be buried? You are clearly an uneducated charlatan!"
Everyone looked over.
Three people walked quickly from the other side of the mountain. On both sides were Gong Jinzhi and his wife, and in the middle was a Feng Shui master wearing a yellow Taoist robe.
The Feng Shui master was very angry, pointing at Chu Yueqing and angrily said, "You young boy, you dare to cheat people in Minjia Village! Let me ask you, which school do you follow? Who is your master?"
Chu Yueqing pressed her ear tragus and ignored him.
Min Xiaohui saw that Chu Yueqing was in trouble, and hurried over to explain but was grabbed by Gong Jinzhi who was quick-eyed and quick-handed.
"Master, how much money did you not take from me?"
"Xiaohui, don't go!" Gong Jinzhi grabbed his arm and laughed strangely, "When you brought her into the village, I knew she was a liar with no ability. How can there be a Feng Shui master so young? Don't be afraid, my aunt invited Master Yang, he is much more powerful than that girl."
Yang Xiuneng, everyone in Minjia Village knows him.
He is a famous Feng Shui master in the neighborhood. His price for a Feng Shui job is relatively high, 4,000 yuan per job. His price is high, but he is also powerful. Compared with the unfamiliar Chu Yueqing, everyone obviously trusts him more.
Min Xiaohui struggled, "Master Chu only charged me... 20 yuan. She didn't charge much. She doesn't lie."
How could a skinny boy of 1.4 meters be able to fight against a farm woman weighing more than 100 kilograms? He was pulled by the arm and couldn't move at all.
Min Yan and Gong Jinzhi looked at each other and said, "20 yuan is still money. She must be crazy because she is poor. Listen, uncle will ask Master Yang to check the Feng Shui of your house, and uncle will take the money!"
Gong Jinzhi's face darkened when he heard it, and Min Yan trembled and changed his words: "Pay it first, and when you grow up, you can... return it to uncle."
"No need, uncle."
Another voice came.
The person who came was Min Xiaomin who had just finished washing the dishes. Seeing that someone was going to embarrass Chu Yueqing, the little girl hurried over in her cloth shoes.
"This is my family affair, don't interfere with it."
"You little devil." Min Yan smiled and tried to pull people away. "Both parents have passed away. I am your uncle after all. You are young and ignorant and have been deceived by outsiders. If I don't help you, who will?"
Min Xiaomin ignored him, walked to Chu Yueling, and asked worriedly: "Master, what's wrong?"
Chu Yueling glanced at Master Yang lightly, looked away and said: "It's not your grandfather buried in there. There is something wrong with the tomb."
Yang Xiuneng's face turned cold.
As a Feng Shui master, who would not be respectful to him?
How dare this poor girl Bao, who has just learned a few tricks at this age and dares to go out and cheat?
Yang Xiu Neng took out a golden compass and walked around the cemetery. After seeing it clearly, he sneered, "Okay, I'll convince you!"
He pointed to Xueshan and Chaoshan, "The three peaks are connected, just like a person extending three fingers. This is the cemetery layout of Santaian. The descendants buried in the cemetery will definitely have good luck, and will either become high-ranking officials or wealthy businessmen in the future. The feng shui is amazing."
He shook his sleeves and snorted coldly, "With such good feng shui, why don't you bury yourself here? Are you leaving it for outsiders to bury? I don't think anyone would be so stupid. Village Chief Min, if you still believe in this kind of person, you don't have to call me to check the feng shui of the village in the future." The
villagers all believe in feng shui to some extent. When they move or travel, they will call Master Yang to check it out, and sometimes he is right.
If Master Min doesn't come in the future, which Feng Shui master would be willing to come to the wild mountains and ridges of Minjia Village?
Village Chief Min was embarrassed and looked at Chu Yueqing, "Master Chu, you said that the person buried in the grave is not Liangpeng, then who could it be?"
"I don't know who it is for now, but I have a way to find out where the real Master Min is buried."
As soon as Chu Yueqing finished speaking, there were two laughs beside him, and Yang Xiuneng's laughter came.
He laughed and said, "You are delusional. How can you find it through the mud and the coffin? Do you still want to dig the grave?"
Dig the grave!
Gong Jinzhi was frightened and jumped up, "You can't dig the grave!"
Her voice was sharp and she rolled up her sleeves impulsively, "You want to dig the grave and touch my ancestors? I will fight you to the death, you dead girl!"
When everyone heard that they were going to dig the grave, they also became anxious.
"There are hundreds of graves on the mountain. Do we have to dig them up and take a look?"
"You're not really that wicked
, are you?" "Min Liangpeng's grave has good feng shui. Who else could it be but him?" "Yes, when the feng shui master came to calculate, Gong Jinzhi and you wanted to buy the grave, but Min Liangpeng didn't agree."
Gong Jinzhi calmed down a little and tugged at Min Xiaohui's clothes. "It's because Uncle Liangpeng refused to sell it to us no matter what. Tell me, who else can live in this grave if he doesn't? Is it worth digging the grave?"
Village Chief Min was also in a dilemma. On the one hand, he and Liangpeng grew up together since childhood, just like brothers. Now Liangpeng's family is in trouble, and a feng shui master said there is something wrong with the grave. He feels guilty if he doesn't let them take a look.
Let them take a look.
He had to dig up the grave to find the person.
This... What should he do?
Just when he was in a dilemma
, Gong Jinzhi instigated everyone to quarrel. Everyone said they wanted to dig up the ancestor's grave, and then they came up with hoes and fought hard.
When Yang Xiu was invited, he heard Gong Jinzhi say that the two siblings of the Min family were deceived by a bad Feng Shui master. After seeing the scene, he was more certain that Chu Yueqing was not even half-baked, and could not even see the three-table Feng Shui that even beginners could see.
A good Feng Shui treasure cave can at least make three generations rich.
He didn't believe that Min Liangpeng would give up such a good Feng Shui cave.
Amidst the noisy noise.
The girl pressed her earlobe and raised her eyebrows slightly.
A light voice fell.
"Who said that you should dig a grave?"
The noisy voices at the scene suddenly quieted down.
Village Chief Min stepped forward with a cane. After thinking again and again, he looked at the thin Min Xiaohui and Min Xiaomin. The two siblings were now helpless.
He sighed and said, "Master Chu, since you insist that Liangpeng's grave is not his, as long as you don't dig it up, I agree that you can use other methods to find it."
What happened in the Min family was strange. Both bloodlines of Min Liangpeng died, and all of them jumped to death. No matter what. He didn't want to see the tragedy of the two siblings of the Min family again. Yang Xiuneng heard this and his face became even colder: "You are so young and don't study hard, but you go out to be a liar and brag.