Tianshi travels in the clouds, returns to the mountain and finds that his home has been stolen

Chapter 276 Burning corpses to see Feng Shui

"Okay, thank you Fat Bear Mama."

Zhang Pingan took the toiletries.

Then Lin Meng also got up. Looking at Zhang Ping'an brushing his teeth, he still felt uncomfortable, as if someone had taken advantage of him.

What's even more annoying is that even so, Lin Meng couldn't have an attack.

What's even weirder is that Lin Meng still feels a little bit of enjoyment.

"What's wrong with me?"

Lin Meng patted his face and then went to wash up.

The ancestral hall was kept very clean, but the broken things could not be restored simply by cleaning them up.

"Master Tian, ​​please sit down and have breakfast!"

The village chief greeted Zhang Ping'an and the others.

Then hot breakfast was brought out from the kitchen.

After breakfast, Zhang Ping'an checked the evil spirit.

The evil spirit still fell to the ground, and no one touched it.

"Village Chief, how's the discussion going?"

"If I were to find another Feng Shui burial, I wouldn't be able to do this job!"

Zhang Ping'an asked, while laying out his position, not allowing the village chief to refuse.

"Master Tian, ​​is it really impossible?"

The village chief was anxious. Apparently he had already discussed a plan last night.

Listening to what the village chief said, there should be two plans.

"First, I am not Hu Hai, I will do whatever I want."

"Secondly, this evil spirit cannot be buried directly anymore, otherwise it will be even worse if it is raised again in the future."

"Third, I stood my ground."

Zhang Pingan, like an experienced Taoist priest, explains the truth live.

After hearing this, the village chief could only nod blankly and turned to glance at the clan elders waiting in the ancestral hall.

"Then in the opinion of the Heavenly Master, how should we deal with it? Burn it directly?"

The village chief was confused and felt that the direct burning method was too rough.

"Do you have a better way?"

Zhang Ping asked immediately.

"After it's burned and turned into ashes, I can still help you bury it, so that ashes will return to ashes and dust will return to earth."

Zhang Pingan also took a step back. Anyway, the next steps are normal operations, and there is money to be collected.

"That's it!"

The village chief sighed, this time it was already hard enough, and thirteen villagers died.

"Just follow the words of the Heavenly Master!"

"However, we still have to ask the Heavenly Master to choose a place for burial."

The village chief was extremely helpless. He didn't think he could handle this well.

The elders all hoped that he would persuade Zhang Ping'an to leave the remains of their ancestors for burial, but they still couldn't escape the end of being burned.

This will turn the villagers off to him.

"Ah."

"Then give orders!"

Zhang Ping'an said, counting with his fingers.

"In four days, it will be an auspicious day."

"But there is no need to choose the time to burn first. Let's find out the location of the body and the tomb today!"

Zhang Ping'an counted with his fingers and told the village chief.

The village chief had no objection. There was no room for negotiation in front of the Heavenly Master.

[Finally, I have a complete plan, and then just follow the steps. 】

[The Heavenly Master takes action and solves the problem once and for all, so there will be no more trouble in the future. 】

[But Huanglongzhuang’s dream of continuing to develop may come to an end here. 】

[This should be too much to worry about. Villagers who have already developed can still continue to grow with capital. 】

"Celestial Master, sit down for a moment. I will make arrangements immediately. I still need guidance from the Celestial Master."

The village chief extended his hand to invite us, very formally.

Turning around, the village chief had already arranged for people to come over and set up another pile of firewood in the square.

"Come on, you guys, move our ancestors out!"

The village chief commands four villagers.

These four villagers are carefully selected and must be members of a prosperous family.

"Be careful."

Zhang Pingan put on his purple robe again and directed the villagers to carry the body.

In broad daylight, the villagers were no longer afraid, and Zhang Pingan had subdued the evil spirit.

In the square, many people gathered, they came to send evil spirits away.

Everyone holds paper money and incense in their hands.

The evil spirit moved to the pyre. "Everyone, kneel down!"

Zhang Pingan shouted on his behalf.

Everyone in Huanglong Village is the descendant of Evil Evil, and today Evil Evil will be cremated.

Even the villagers of Huanglongzhuang who were working in the city to make money came back specially.

Nearly 500 people gathered in the square, and they all knelt down together.

Only Zhang Ping'an and the villagers who raised the fire were still standing.

"ignition."

Zhang Ping'an ordered the villagers holding torches.

The villagers threw the torches into the firewood pile.

The great flames burned immediately and turned into a raging fire in a blink of an eye.

After all, it is old bacon from hundreds of years ago, so it is easier to burn.

At this time, the village chief came to Zhang Pingan with a few well-dressed wealthy people and officials who had returned from the city.

"Master Tian, ​​this is trivial."

The first program.

The village chief handed over a red envelope.

Zhang Pingan was not polite and accepted the red envelope.

"Okay, hurry up and let the villagers take me for a walk in the surrounding mountains!"

Zhang Pingan saw that the fire was already burning, so there was no need to stare.

Take advantage of this time to choose a place.

Zhang Ping'an took the compass and wandered around the surrounding mountains, looking for it.

"I suggest a simple burial!"

Zhang Pingan put forward his own ideas.

"exactly."

The village chief also nodded repeatedly. If the tomb is not in the back hill, it is not within the visual range of Huanglong Village.

If something of great value is buried with you, it may be stolen.

"Master Tian, ​​can the previous point no longer be used?"

A decent man who came back from the city asked Zhang Pingan.

"It can no longer be used. As I said before, the coffin will be moved and buried in 20 years. It is exactly 20 years."

Zhang Pingan responded.

20 years later, it was Hu Hai who said the coffin would be lifted up and buried.

On this point, Zhang Ping'an agreed with Hu Hai's words.

"Oh, what a pity, that land cost a lot of money!"

The decent man shook his head and sighed.

After wandering around for a long time, I finally found a good place behind the mountain in the east.

"That's it!"

“It’s also a place with good feng shui.”

Zhang Ping'an stood still, which meant the land under his feet.

"Row!"

The village chief looked around. Huanglong Village could no longer be seen here, but from a distance, it looked really good.

"Master Tian, ​​please leave a mark and I can arrange manual work immediately."

The village chief handed Zhang Pingan a shovel.

Zhang Ping'an took the shovel, put away the compass, and marked an area under his feet.

"Four days later, it's time. Just bury him on time."

Zhang Pingan counted the time.

The village chief nodded again and again.

At this time, the village chief handed another red envelope, which was for choosing Feng Shui.

Zhang Pingan himself did not hesitate and went ahead.

Holding the red envelope in your hand, it feels quite thick, at least in units of a thousand.

Huanglongzhuang is decisive and generous.

In a blink of an eye, he was back in the ancestral hall.

It's over, the rest is Huanglongzhuang's own business.

So Zhang Pingan can leave.

"Village Chief, the previous agreement can be fulfilled."

Zhang Ping'an didn't beat around the bush and spoke directly to the village chief.

"Tianshi, this takes time. With so much money all at once, we need to prepare!"

The village chief expressed embarrassment.

Zhang Ping shook his head.

This was rhetoric, but the village chief did not dare to offend Zhang Pingan, whose Taoism was powerful.

(End of this chapter)