Before, Xing Qiang always thought that God was torturing him for all the bad things he encountered.
Today, he suddenly realized that he was wrong.
Those unlucky things before were just foreshadowing, Master An was sent by God to torture him.
Jin Qing is a person who is easily distracted. In her eyes, everything is interesting.
This also made their journey up the mountain inexplicably bumpy.
Xing Qiang couldn't remember how many times he was thrown out by Jin Qing on the way up the mountain.
All he knew was that he was covered in injuries and needed to go to the hospital urgently.
The strange thing is that he often fell into coma before, but why couldn't he faint this time!
Jin Qing walked all the way to the top of the mountain as if he were sightseeing, and finally stepped in front of an imposing tombstone.
Without Xing Qiang to speak, Jin Qing tilted her head and looked at the tombstone with side eyes, and said in a positive tone: "This is your parents' grave."
Xing Qiang's voice was a little hoarse: "Yes!"
Ever since he buried his parents here, things have happened one after another in his family.
Xing Qiang looked at the tombstone with complicated eyes, wondering what went wrong.
Is what happened to his family really related to the cemetery?
The tomb is round and covers a large area, like a cauldron upside down on the ground.
Jin Qing tilted her head and looked at the tombstone, then asked Xing Qiang: "If I want to dig a grave, do I have to find a good time?"
Xing Qiang was speechless for a moment: Why should he be asked about this kind of thing? Who is the master?
After a long while, Xing Qiang finally nodded patiently: "Yes!"
After all, the Feng Shui masters I met before said so.
Not only must you choose a good day, but also the moment when you move the first shovel is very important.
After receiving Xing Qiang's confirmation, Jin Qing solemnly replied: "I think this time is good, what do you think?"
She must fully consider the customer's mood. She is just making a suggestion. If the customer doesn't like it, she can change the time at will.
There are twenty-four hours in a day!
707: "..." Host, you are ignorant and shameless.
Xing Qiang really wanted to say something to Jin Qing, asking him what he did, but he was not a master.
But thinking about what he had experienced along the way, he finally gave in: "You're right, it's good now."
Maybe he felt that the attitude he had just spoken was too harsh, so Xing Qiang forced out a smile: "I'm going to ask someone to bring the tools up now. Do you want Master An to use the first shovel?"
It is said that the first shovel is very important. The first shovel of the Feng Shui master can suppress the surrounding evil spirits.
The deeper the shovel sinks, the deeper the Tao goes.
The Feng Shui master who had broken ground for him before shoveled down the shovel. Only a short handle was left on the shovel, and even the long handle was not visible.
Therefore, he was very curious about what Master Yi'an's Dao Xing shovel would become!
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Jin Qing talking about the mace and hitting it directly: "Why is it so troublesome to use it?"
Isn't it just digging a grave? Why do you need to pay so much attention to it?
Although Jin Qing restrained his strength this time, when the stick went down, the entire tomb still turned into a big pit.
Yellow sand was flying all over the sky. Xing Qiang's feet softened and he knelt down directly: "Mom and Dad, my son is unfilial!"
He lured the wolf into the house, and the urns of his parents were gone...
After being stunned, Lao Zhang also knelt on the ground: "Father-in-law and mother-in-law!"
Seeing the two elders crying, Jin Qing jumped into the tomb and dug a hole in the ground with his bare hands.
She was very fast and found what she was looking for in no time.
Throwing two beautiful urns in front of Xing Qiang: "Do you recognize them, are they your parents?"
Xing Qiang originally wanted to take this opportunity to cry out all the grievances in his heart.
But his voice was blocked by Jin Qing's movements, and a strange gurgling sound came from his throat.
Seeing Xing Qiang's useless look, Jin Qing pushed the two boxes in front of Lao Zhang: "Come and recognize them."
Lao Zhang subconsciously took two steps back, his head nodding like he was pounding garlic.
Jin Qing: "..." Not so scared.
After confirming that the box indeed belonged to Xing Qiang's parents, Jin Qing tilted her head and squinted at the golden thing covering the box.
It was a smooth golden cloth with some small bumps on it.
The golden liquid flows on the cloth, which comes from the same source as the golden light in the sky.
In other words, the golden light from the sky will eventually converge on this cloth.
Jin Qing tilted her head and looked at this strange piece of cloth, feeling like she had seen this thing before somewhere.
She stretched out her hand and slid it over the cloth. As she moved, the golden liquid rolled to both sides as if avoiding it.
This anti-gravity phenomenon made Jin Qing look interested: Was she being disliked?
The cloth was invisible in the eyes of Xing Qiang and the others. They could only look at the two exquisite small boxes on the ground.
And Jin Qing's fingers scratching in the air.
Xu Shi recovered, and Xing Qiang held one of the boxes in front of him: "This is my father's."
Following his movements, the golden cloth also stretched, and even the golden liquid on it rolled down on Xing Qiang.
Unlike Jin Qing's previous avoidance, the golden liquid actually penetrated directly into Xing Qiang's body.
The addition of the golden liquid made Xing Qiang's golden light even brighter.
At this moment, Xing Qiang's cell phone suddenly rang.
The group was already very nervous, and the sudden ringing frightened them both.
Xing Qiang almost threw the box in his hand.
It is strange to say that there has never been a signal on this mountain, but the information about making money can be received without missing a beat.
This is also something that makes Xing Qiang quite puzzling.
When he picked up the phone, he found that it was a good news message from his assistant.
After reading the information, Xing Qiang raised his head and looked at Jin Qing with a numb face: "I just made one billion."
It's over. The more he makes, the more unlucky he will be.
Jin Qing reached out and scratched the back of her head: She was a little envious!
707: "..." Host, pay attention to your expression. You have a strange appearance. Don't be jealous beyond recognition.
Jin Qing grinned at Xing Qiang.
Then, she took the box from Xing Qiang's hand and placed it on the ground: "Don't move!"
For safety reasons, Xing Qiang should still be isolated from the box.
707: "..." Naked jealousy, but this time the host knew it was shameful, and it was very pleased.
Xing Qiang stared at the box without blinking: "Master An, is this... my father's problem?"
He really didn't know what to call his father's box.
Jin Qing tilted her head and looked at Xing Qiang's cowardly look, then coughed lightly: "That's right!"
If you really want to say that, there is actually no problem.
Xing Qiang burst into tears: "Master An, what should we do next?"
Jin Qing stretched out his hand and pulled the piece of cloth that could be retracted at will: "Just shut your mouth."
How can a big old man be so nagging?
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The structure of this book is a bit big, and there are still many characters who have not appeared.
If you are tired of aesthetic appreciation, I can start a new book first. This one is really difficult to finish...
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