There is a mountain behind the house, and there are houses in front and on both sides. All of them are taller than Shi Jianhua's house, making the whole house look a bit gloomy.
Jiang Chunian frowned: "When was this house built?"
"It was built two years ago." Shi Jianhua asked: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the house?"
"Of course there's a problem," Jiang Chunian said bluntly. "Originally, your house has a mountain behind it, which means you have support from behind, which is good for your descendants. But look, the houses on either side are too close to each other, and both are taller than yours. This kind of feng shui is called being sandwiched between two houses, which means it's a double-edged sword. It's a hidden evil that will bury your children. Within three years, two people will die, and your descendants will be in shackles. How can this not be a problem?"
Shi Jianhua's face turned pale. "My mother told me about this before, and she has argued with the neighbors on both sides. However, the houses and plots in the village are not big, and since there are so many people in my family, we can only build a higher house. People will definitely not agree. My mother wanted me to build another floor, but when I married Xiyu, I bought a house in the county town. I was already carrying a mortgage, and the house I built for our family was saved by me working part-time and living frugally. Thinking that my mother and Xiyu would not get along, I let my mother live in the countryside. But she has worked hard all her life, and I couldn't bear to let her live in a shabby house, so I built two floors. Usually, I have a place to live when I go home. I didn't have money at the time, so I perfunctorily told her. I didn't expect-"
It’s so serious.
"You didn't expect it, you didn't expect it, what did you expect? In the final analysis, you just don't have a heart." Tang Xiyu scolded Shi Jianhua and looked at Jiang Chunian, "Master, let's find my Yanyu first."
Jiang Chunian nodded, took out a hair of Shi Yanyu, placed his fingers on it, pinched his fingers and chanted a spell, and then he flicked the hair. The hair spontaneously combusted without wind, and the ashes fell onto the compass. The compass began to spin and finally landed in one direction.
Jiang Chunian walked out first.
Following the compass, Jiang Chunian and his group walked for more than half an hour before finally arriving at a valley. The compass suddenly moved wildly and they could no longer tell the direction.
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