"I guess I can see my parents! When I was burning paper, I seemed to hear my parents' voices. My mother even said I was filial!
Taking advantage of the Qingming Festival, let’s have a close encounter with ghosts! "
Lin Feng patted Taoist Master Kong Ming on the shoulder.
Kong Ming, who had been paid 10 million, had already agreed, and Lin Feng was full of expectations.
In fact, this is not Lin Feng's nonsense, but a knot that has always existed in his heart.
It would be fine if other people didn't believe in ghosts.
If he doesn't believe it himself, doesn't that mean he's denying himself?
So, must see!
As long as he sees it, Lin Feng feels that his mind will become stronger!
"Brother, okay, let's go back!"
Yang Caiwei came over at this time and said with a smile.
Lin Feng frowned and said, "After the Qingming Festival, I want to move the graves of my parents."
"Um?"
Yang Caiwei looked confused.
Lin Feng glanced at the smoking and burning tomb, shook his head and said: "The Taoist priest said that the feng shui there is not good, and it is a tomb that dies off all descendants."
Yang Caiwei said helplessly: "Brother, that's superstition!"
Lin Feng said calmly: "Please have peace of mind!"
Yang Caiwei took a deep look at Kong Ming.
What Kongming Laodao didn't know was that during this period, he would be monitored.
Even if you are eating, drinking, or having sex, someone will be watching you, and your home will be filled with cameras.
Even if you play happily with your apprentice's wives, you will be monitored.
At Lin Feng's level, strangers around him will be monitored in this way.
It will be released after there are no problems.
Although Kong Ming was not a stranger, the old man's appearance was too sudden.
In fact, Kong Ming Lao Dao did dream about Yang Yu, and he was originally here to burn paper for Brother Tudou.
Unexpectedly, I happened to meet Lin Feng and Yang Caiwei.
Then, he reminded Lin Feng by the way.
This was done out of good intentions, and by the way, Boss Lin took him more seriously.
Although he couldn't predict his fate, Kong Ming could guess that Boss Lin would be his noble man in this life.
…
Lin Feng wants to spend 10 million to move his parents' graves!
This matter spread quickly in the Lin family.
Lin Xiangdong and Liang Shiyun couldn't help but panic after hearing this.
Buried inside were actually two beautifully crafted dolls.
If the grave is moved, won't this be exposed?
The old couple still don't want Lin Feng to know that they are still alive.
this is a problem!
What’s more, it’s actually the tomb of an extinct descendant!
The couple also knew the skills of Kong Ming Lao Tao.
"You bought a good cemetery. The ancient master you hired was just a parallel import. No wonder I gave birth to so many daughters..."
Liang Shiyun complained.
Lin Xiangdong laughed and said: "Let's not mention this matter. Let's talk about what to do! If it doesn't work, let's show our cards! We can also see our grandchildren openly."
Liang Shiyun said with a scared look on her face: "Fortunately, we are not really dead. Think about it, we were really buried in that field.
Has Xiaofeng become a factory owner now? Just erecting a monument and then giving birth to daughters are all money-losing products..."
Lin Xiangdong waved his hands repeatedly and said: "These are all superstitions, superstitions! People still have to fight for their own destiny.
You see, after my father passed away, in order to save land, he was buried casually in the ground without even picking up the grave.
Through our hard work, haven’t we also earned this large fortune? "
"That's because you were lucky, and you randomly buried a Feng Shui treasure! How about we pay someone to take care of it!"
"what to do?"
…
Kanyu, there are people with real abilities, such as Kong Ming Lao Tao.
There are also people who rely on this trap to deceive people, such as Master Gu mentioned by Lin Xiangdong.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was dark and the cool wind was blowing.
The ashes of the burned paper money were blown by the wind and swirled around the fake tombs of Lin Xiangdong and Liang Shiyun.
Then a black smoke column formed, shot straight into the sky, and spread out dozens of meters in the air...
This scene stunned the worshipers around him.
In fact, this is a natural phenomenon. The graves are heated and dissipate heat, causing the air to rise, and there is cold wind around them. The result is such a spectacle.
Seeing this scene, a fat bald monk smiled and said: "Infinite Heavenly Lord, Boss Qian, did you see it? This is the place that the poor monk looked at for Boss Lin and Ms. Liang."
Next to the monk stood a middle-aged man in his forties.
This man's name is Qian Shihao, a very superstitious rich man.
When Qian Shihao was young, he made a large sum of money through improper means and then invested in stocks and real estate.
Starting from a few hundred thousand, I achieved a net worth of tens of millions, and then several hundred million.
After having capital, he took advantage of the Internet to rise, and his net worth increased several times. After 2008, he started real estate again.
It has achieved assets of over 10 billion.
Along the way, Qian Shihao has experienced the ups and downs of various industries.
Especially during the Internet bubble, many colleagues jumped off the building due to losses. As a result, he withdrew immediately.
This happened more than once.
Every time he made a decision, Qian Shihao did not listen to the analysis of the professional team.
Instead, he hid in the office and played with paper dumplings.
In his opinion, it was due to good luck.
The reason for his good luck was that he buried the bones of his father and grandfather in the ancestral graves of a wealthy family in the county.
This is how he made his first fortune.
The ancestral tomb of that wealthy family actually contained dozens of gold objects!
Later, the big family fell, and he rose.
Things are not going well at home recently, very bad.
Because of road construction last year, the ancestral graves of that wealthy family were moved.
From then on he began to have bad luck.
I lost a lot of money when I invested in gold futures last year, and my assets shrank by one-third.
There is no peace at home anymore.
A dozen girlfriends, who used to be so gentle, are now like cockfighting, making the house restless.
A few months ago, my eldest son hit someone with his car and was driving drunk. He is still locked up.
My favorite sixth daughter, Qian Miaomiao, is suffering from cancer at a young age. What a beautiful daughter she is. I originally wanted Yang Yu to introduce her to her.
Sent to Boss Lin.
As a result, Yang Yu suddenly broke up and died soon after.
Qian Shihao even suspected that this Yang Yu was killed by him because he wanted to pull strings.
All of this started with the relocation of graves. The ancestors lost their feng shui treasures and are still kept in jars...
As soon as Master Gu finished speaking, Qian Shihao looked at the smoking tomb in front of him and rolled his eyes.
If you’ve done it once, do it a second time!
Bury the bones of father and grandfather in this grave!
Originally, it would be best if my daughter could be sent to Boss Lin.
Now that this method doesn't work, Boss Lin's ancestors can only be sacrificed.
Such a happy decision!
The corners of Qian Shihao's mouth curled up, and a standard smile appeared on the face of a villain.
Lin Feng's luck, speaking of it, is even better than his own!
Others don't know, but Qian Shihao understands a little bit.
On that boat trip, Lin Feng won billions of dollars!
This is the capital that Lin Feng made his fortune with.
The reason why Lin Feng is so lucky and has a net worth of hundreds of billions at a young age is all because of this Feng Shui treasure land.
Although Master Gu has no real ability, he can observe people's faces.
You can tell at a glance that Boss Qian is thinking of bad things.
Combined with what Boss Qian told him before, you can guess what Boss Qian is thinking.
Qian Shihao raised his hand and patted Master Gu on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Master Gu, ten million, help me handle this matter."
"Amitabha! As you wish!" the ancient master said with a smile.
"Amitabha? You seem to have sung it wrong!"
Qian Shihao frowned.
Master Gu had a smile on his chubby face, "That's right! That's how we sang when we collected the money."
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