"People fight for one breath, Buddha fights for one stick of incense."

"When people live in the world, they compete for yang energy. Only with yang energy can people live healthily, have a prosperous business, and have a prosperous official career."

"After death, people moved from the Yang house to the Yin house and fought for a breath, but they fought for a breath of Yin energy."

"So most cemeteries and cemeteries will choose to be in a shady place, surrounded by green shade, gathering yin and yang back, so that the deceased can rest in peace and bring blessings to future generations."

Master Huang chased the whisk with his hand, looking like a paranormal: "These ashes of these corpses have been kept here for so many years, and have already formed a blessing corpse. It can not only protect future generations from getting rich and promoting, but also become the best nutrient for raising corpses. Therefore, it only takes three steps to suck away the yin energy of these corpses!"

When Chen Jinsong heard this, he immediately looked solemn, took out the paper and pen to start recording.

"First, open up the mountain."

"Cut a hole in the middle of the White Tiger Mountain behind you, turning the place where the White Tiger protects it into a fierce evil that the White Tiger resists the corpse. The mountain must be sharply chiseled to form the cliff and the mountain, which discharges the yang and rushes the yin and yang, disturbs the coordination of yin and yang here, and forms a place where the evil and extreme evil is."

Then, he shook off the whisk and pointed to the eastern river: "Build a bridge on the river surface. The bridge body must be made of stone. The bridge head is opposite the cemetery and named it "Golden Bridge", forming a bend of bow and arrow, using gold to break the ground, provoke the yin and yang of the cemetery, and promote the growth of evil spirits. Within three days, all the grass in the cemetery will wither and no grass will grow..."

"The last step and the most critical step are the duke's resting place to dig seven feet deep and bury it, and plant seven thirty-year-old locust trees around it to form a low-lying terrain, gathering the yin and strengthening evil."

"In this way, the evil comes from the east and the west mountain is dangerous, blocking the wind and water, causing the evil spirit to not dissipate, and then resentment..."

"Not to mention raising the dukes you mentioned, even if a dead man who just died was buried there, he could grow white hair, his muscles did not rot, and form corpses within seven days. This is the most popular corpse species for the corpse-drivers in Xiangxi. Your Duke will definitely be very satisfied."

Chen Jinsong wrote Master Huang's words in the notebook, then turned around and asked respectfully: "Is there anything else to pay attention to?"

He respected this person very much. Master Huang was a Feng Shui master invited by his father Chen Tianhao from Hong Kong Island. He heard that he had a great reputation in the south and the Chen family would use him in the future. Before he set off, Chen Tianhao deliberately instructed him to treat Master Huang with great strength. He did not dare to disobey his father's words, so he could only obediently follow him.

"The rest are some details. You can arrange the machinery to enter the site first and do what I told you. I will observe the rest here carefully and then tell you."

Master Huang looked like an old god, and after saying that, he waved the whisk and left.

Chen Jinsong also took out the phone and notified his foreman. According to Master Huang's instructions, he brought all the machinery into the field one after another. The "rumbling" engine sound instantly broke the silence of the Xijiao Cemetery for decades.

Master Huang quickly disappeared in the darkness. He hid behind a tombstone, looked at the photos of the man on the tombstone, silently said a few words of disturbance, and then quickly took out a pack of Marlboro from his arms, took out one and put it in his mouth, and then took a deep breath with enjoyment.

"Damn it, fortunately I met these second-rate guys and asked me to change the feng shui of the cemetery."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't be fucked starved to death if I really returned to Hong Kong Island..."

Master Huang was smoking a cigarette and cursing.

"I thought Master Huang from Hong Kong Island was not as good as the world's fireworks, and he had to rely on his true energy to eat. Unexpectedly, he took off his disguise and looked at it as lazy as the idle people on the roadside."
Chapter completed!