"Mom, I'm back..." With a squeak, I pushed open the gate of the courtyard.

"Wu Cheng?" My mother's surprised voice sounded, her face somewhat strange.

Well? I felt a little moved in my heart, and my eyes were looking at my mother intentionally or unintentionally. I haven’t been home for half a year, so what’s your expression? From which angle does it look like you are intimate?

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" I glanced at my mother suspiciously and followed her to close the yard gate.

My mother hesitated for a while, and finally sighed, "It's good to come back! It's good to come back! Come in the house!"

"Oh..." I responded, feeling a little strange. Whether it was the situation in the village or the appearance my mother showed now, it made me feel a little strange.

After entering the house, I looked around suspiciously, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

After finishing my work outside the house, my mother walked in slowly, but her melancholy look made my heart sank.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" I couldn't help but say.

My mother looked at me and looked like she wanted to speak but said, "Your Seventh Grandma is not good, maybe in these few days..."

"Hmm?" I was a little surprised. I didn't expect Grandma Qi to be out of the way?

Grandma Qi has a good relationship with my mother. When encountering such a thing, it’s no wonder my mother has this kind of emotion.

"I'm old and I always have to go like this. Don't get angry after all!" I persuaded.

My mother looked at me, hesitated for a moment, her expression was a little dim.

"What's wrong?" I subconsciously felt that my mother seemed to have something to say.

My mother lowered her head, hesitated for a moment, and sighed, "Child...Your Seventh Grandma..."

"What's wrong?"

"Your Grandma Seven...Your Grandma Seven wants to find a pioneer..." My mother said in a deep voice.

My face changed and I was completely stunned. Grandma Qi wanted to find a mountain maker? Why did she find a mountain maker?

I was a little dazed, as if the word "正工" was buried deep in my mind and was almost moldy. What did she, a person who died of illness, want to正工 to do? Could she have done something wronged? She wants to clean herself?

My eyes were a little confused, and it took me a long time to come back to my senses and look at my mother's cheek.

My mother sighed, waved at me, and turned around and left the house.

I smiled miserably, not knowing how to say it.

The word "Kaishanzhi" seemed to gradually become clear in my mind, and once again made me feel shuddering.

What is a pioneer?

In ancient times, many high-ranking officials and nobles would ask Feng Shui masters to find themselves a good Feng Shui treasure land after they died. When the Feng Shui treasure land was found, the construction of the tomb began. After the ordinary people died, they had to be buried within seven days, so the tomb must be built within seven days.

Building a tomb is not a big deal, but the big deal lies in the first person who dug the mountain.

The first person to dig a grave pit has great concerns, and many people call it a mountain pioneer. The so-called mountain pioneer is to dig a mountain and break the ground. To put it bluntly, it is the person who digs a grave pit, and is the first person to break the ground.

It is said that the founder and Mr. Yin and Yang were popular for a long time, and the most famous one was Changling back then. Some people rumored that when the Changling was built in Wuzhong, the first piece of soil was the most famous founder at that time.

After years of evolution, the inheritance of Kaishanzhe has been intermittent and his reputation has gradually become less famous than that of Mr. Yin and Yang.

The founder of the mountain is declining, but those who truly understand the truth will never think that the founder of the mountain is declining.

Because the acupuncture points are divided into upper and lower points, the tombs are divided into good and bad points, and the Feng Shui pattern changes greatly, it can cause immeasurable consequences for future generations and those who die. A tomb opened by a mountain craftsman and a tomb opened by an ordinary Quanfu person is incomprehensible. The same Feng Shui treasure land may rise in the hands of the mountain craftsman, but may completely fall in the hands of Quanfu person.

The founder has great skills, but fewer people know about it, and fewer people are engaged in the founder.

By chance, I am just a serious pioneer.

Rather than being a founder, we are a founder family. It is said that the founder's craft was passed down from ancestors, and no one knows how many generations it has passed down. Originally, I thought that this founder had a special identity and would sooner or later have a future, but I didn't expect that something that happened that year completely made me lose my interest in the founder.

I remember that year I was only seven or eight years old and was in the first grade of elementary school. It was also a dusk night, and a group of people came from outside the village.

The arrival of this group of people instantly broke the tranquility of the village and caused considerable fluctuations. Who would have thought that this group of people dressed properly was actually my father.

I don’t know what happened that day, but I only know that the group of people and my dad talked in the room for a long time before my dad hurriedly left the house while the night was falling.

I remember that night, when thunder was heard, my mother held me and stood at the door of the house, looking at my father's back as if she was looking at her husband's stone.

I slept very late that day, but at the third day, I felt like someone was staring at me at the window. When I woke up, I happened to see the face outside the window, which was reflected on the glass.

The face was covered with blood, flowing down the corners of my eyes to the bottom of my chin. I was frightened at that time and even wanted to cry loudly, but I saw that the face slowly approaching.

I really didn't expect that the face was my father's. My father stretched out his hands from outside the window, hugged my neck, and pulled me out.

The heavy rain fell on me, and I was stunned at that time.

That night, my dad took me to a mass grave ten miles outside the village and dug up a grave bigger than a hill.

I sat tremblingly on a rainy night, watching my dad pried open the coffin like crazy. A female corpse lying inside the coffin, her face pale and seemed to have been dead for a long time.

Just when I was scared to death, my dad turned his head and stared at me and said, "Wu Cheng, be good, come to dad..."

I looked at his hands stretching out and felt extremely frightened.

"It's over! Child! Everything is over!" My father said, and the knife from some unknown place actually cut my index finger open.

The rain mixed with the blood on my fingers and dripped it down little by little. My dad pulled my finger and actually sent it into the coffin. I never expected that the blood on my index finger fell on the lips of the female corpse and then disappeared little by little.

"It's over! It's all over!" Dad murmured softly, then sat on the grave.

The next day, when I was discovered, I had a high fever of nearly forty degrees and was lying in the mass grave. The dug grave disappeared, and my dad disappeared with him.

After so many years, my father has not heard from him. The only ones that left me are the books unique to the mountain maker, and the nightmare I have been doing for more than ten years after that night.

"Wu Cheng, if you don't want to go, don't go..." My mother came back from outside the house and sighed.

I lowered my head and didn't say anything. There are many people in this village who know that our family is a mountain maker, but there are not many people who know that I am a mountain maker.

"Wucheng, your father was not going to let you take over this job because he had something to do when he was making a living for someone..." My mother sighed.

I raised my head gently, and my face changed a little, "Mom, if Grandma Qi really wants to find a mountain maker, then I will go..."

"What did you say?" Mom's face changed suddenly and she became a little shocked.
Chapter completed!