"Boyang, what do you think of this place?" Zhang Guafu said, stroking his beard with a smile after observing the environment for a while.

"Haha, this place is exactly what I guessed. I didn't expect that there is a land with good Feng Shui here. Although it is not rare, compared to the environment in the middle of the mountain, this place is simply paradise." Chu Boyang said about

I was very proud of my judgment at Mid-Levels.

"Grandpa Zhang, Mrs. Zhang's grave was chosen here." Chu Boyang then said to Zhang Laohan who was sitting on the stone adjusting his breath.

"Master Xiao Chu, didn't you say that the feng shui of this place is not good? I thought you were going to take me over the top of the mountain to the mountain behind." Zhang Laohan asked.

"The neighborhood I'm talking about refers to the area near the middle of the mountain. We are now in such an open flat land, with a mountain behind it, a stream next to it, an open front, surrounded by mountains on all sides, with wind and water rolling around, hugging mountains to the left and right..." Chu Boyang said.

Zhang Laohan explained.

"So what?" Zhang Laohan could understand, but in his opinion, it wasn't much better here.

"Let's put it this way, there are several basic principles for choosing a cemetery." Although Chu Boyang could not recite all the specific contents of these principles, he still knew the general meaning.

"The first one is the principle of being close to mountains and rivers; the second one is the principle of facing forward and backward and leaning on the left and right sides; the third one is the principle of bending and winding; the fourth one is the principle of open halls. These four basic principles, here

All of them are in line. Although it is not a rare Feng Shui treasure land, it is already a good choice for a family cemetery."

Chu Boyang recited these basic principles for choosing a cemetery in front of him, believing that it was enough to fool Zhang Laohan.

Sure enough, Zhang Laohan told Zhang Laohan in layman's language that he didn't feel anything about Chu Boyang. As soon as he used slightly professional words, Zhang Laohan immediately felt that what Chu Boyang said was well-founded. "Xiao Chu

Sir, I didn’t expect you to know this business, hehe.”

"Okay, let's start working after we've rested enough." Zhang Guafu was still worried about whether the metal box contained the note he wanted, so he hoped to finish the work early and return to Zhang Laohan's home to open the box.

Chu Boyang dug the grave first. Chu Boyang dug about 70% to 80% before handing it over to Zhang Laohan. Chu Boyang could have done it by himself, but Zhang Laohan insisted that he should help his mother, so he decided to dig the grave.

I gave the shovel to Zhang Laohan.

"Boyang, come here." Zhang Guafu, who had been meditating, saw that Chu Boyang was free and called him to his side. "I have been able to confirm that Zhang Qingzhi is your uncle."

"What, Grandpa, how did you confirm it?" Chu Boyang suddenly said this without first engaging Zhang Guafu.

"See for yourself!" Zhang Guafu handed the metal box to Chu Boyang.

Chu Boyang found the box. He had already seen the other boxes. This time he took it over and looked at it, but he didn't see the reason. How could Zhang Guafu confirm that Zhang Qingzhi was his uncle through this box?

With this question in mind, Chu Boyang finally patiently observed the box, and finally he saw a line of traditional Chinese characters on the box:

"This box is called the Black Iron Treasure Box. It was made by Zhang Chongren, the thirty-sixth generation of the first family of Xianglan metaphysics. It is not afraid of swords, fire, or gunpowder. If the treasure box is wandering outside, please return it to the Zhang family as soon as possible.

Thank you very much."

"He is really from our Zhang family. But, great-grandfather, how are you sure that Zhang Laohan is my uncle?" Chu Boyang asked.

"What's your grandfather's name?" Zhang Guafu asked.

"Chu...Zhang Qingting" Chu Boyang replied.

"What's Zhang Laohan's name?" Zhang Guafu asked again.

"Zhang Qingzhi... No, Zhang Laohan's name is Zhang Qingzhi, and my grandfather's name is Zhang Qingting. If Zhang Laohan is really a member of our Zhang family, he and my grandfather are the same generation as Qing. He is really my uncle."

Chu Boyang finally made contact.

"Grandpa, if Zhang Laohan is really my uncle, then why did he end up in this situation?" Chu Boyang asked.

"Your dad's situation is very good? Why didn't he come to Qingquan County incognito to take root? I think the Zhang family should have fled north collectively. There was a war on the way and some of them were separated. I will ask Zhang Qingzhi later when I go back to see what the details are.

I know." Zhang Guafu probably guessed what was going on, but he still held back the details.

After further confirming Zhang Laohan's identity, Chu Boyang felt an indescribable emotion in his heart. When he was a child, he often asked his father why he had so few relatives. It turned out that his family was really a refugee, and he was separated from his relatives.

He started living a life of anonymity.

"But why do you want to remain anonymous?" Chu Boyang suddenly asked himself. Based on the summary of the plot he watched on TV, Chu Boyang gave himself an answer: "Are you being chased by your enemies?"

Seeing that Chu Boyang was deep in thought, Zhang Guafu quickly called him twice and asked him to help prepare for the relocation of the tomb.

When Chu Boyang reacted, Zhang Guafu took out a small storage bag from somewhere.

Zhang Guafu opened the storage bag and poured something out. Chu Boyang saw that there were actually more than a dozen small jade stones. These jade stones were of average quality and sold on the market for only tens of yuan each. Chu Boyang

He took one from Zhang Guafu's hand, looked at it and said, "This jade is not valuable. Grandpa, why did you keep so many of them?"

"Not valuable? Brat, you know nothing. Most people would be reluctant to give one to me if they asked me to. Now I tell you that you don't understand either. You will know how precious they are in the future."

"Take eight of them now. When they are buried, you can ask Zhang Qingzhi about his mother's birth date. Then, with the tomb as the center, according to the compass instructions, arrange the eight jade stones according to the birth date. After arranging them, burn them.

Taoist talisman, then put a piece of yellow paper on it, lay down the bones, and cover them with loess..." Zhang Guafu said this was interrupted.

"Then say a few words to reassure Zhang Qingzhi's mother, and finally burn some candles, incense, paper, money and ingots, and that's it, right? Hehe." Chu Boyang took the jade, then smiled and turned around to help Zhang Laohan.

Zhang Guafu originally wanted to say something, but he was so embarrassed by Chu Boyang that he didn't bother to say anything.

According to Zhang Laohan's instructions, Chu Boyang and Zhang Laohan successfully completed the burial ceremony. Because he knew about his relative relationship with Zhang Laohan, Chu Boyang also personally knelt down and bowed his head three times to Zhang Laohan's mother. This move made Zhang Laohan very happy.

Zhang Laohan was so moved that he felt a little more grateful to Chu Boyang in his heart.

By the time the three of them went down the mountain and returned to Zhang Laohan's house, the sky had already darkened.

In order to express his gratitude, Zhang Laohan killed a big hen to entertain Chu Boyang and Zhang Guafu.

"In the morning, Xiao Zhu came and asked for my big cock. Otherwise, I would cook it for you. Big cock chicken is good. But the old hen is also good. Have a sip of chicken soup. Hehe, I haven't eaten meat for a while. Hey, it's been a day

Come down, my pair of chickens are gone."

Zhang Laohan said, after filling a bowl of chicken soup for each of them, he also filled a large bowl and started eating first.
Chapter completed!