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Speaking of which, Mr. Duan has been in the industry for decades and has encountered such situations many times. After searching for mountains and ridges for several months, he finally found a place with good feng shui, but found that someone had been buried in it.

Mr. Duan was a little accustomed to this situation. After all, the ancient Feng Shui masters were not vegetarians, and after thousands of years of continuous excavation, the bones with meat must have been almost done. It would be good to be able to keep some of the remaining soups.

In addition, after seeing this situation, Wang Guan and the others were quite calm, but Lu Chongming's cousin was very depressed, and suddenly there was a sad feeling of a cooked duck flying away.

At the same time, everyone walked down and came to the grave to look at it. They saw that it was a deserted grave. Weeds were all over the surroundings, which showed that no one had come here to sweep the grave for a long time.

If there weren't a slightly raised hill, no one would know that it was a cemetery. However, judging from the scale of the hill, the specifications of the tomb are relatively high, and the area of ​​the area is large enough, so it should not be a problem to accommodate thirty or forty people to worship. From this we can also know that this wasteland tomb must have been the tomb of wealthy families in the past.

"It seems there is a monument."

Lu Chongming had sharp eyes and found a monument among the weeds in front of the grave. He was curious to play with the weeds to see it. After a long period of baptism, the monument had turned white. Fortunately, it had not yet rotten, and there were also texts that were vaguely identified.

“Huh?”

At first glance, Lu Chongming said in surprise: "Uncle, this seems to be the tomb of our ancestors."

"What?"

Hearing this, my cousin must have been unable to stand and hurriedly walked over to watch. The stone tablet was larger and there were many words on it, but the two characters Lu family in it were very obvious. Considering that it is located near the mountain village and within a radius of hundreds of miles, only the people in their village were surnamed Lu, which is enough to prove that Lu Chongming was not wrong. The ancestors of the Lu family should be buried in the tomb.

When he discovered this situation, his cousin didn't care about the sadness and quickly started to study it. After looking at it for a moment, he suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, it turns out it's him."

"Uncle, do you know which ancestor this is?" Lu Chongming was very curious.

"I know, why don't you know." My cousin's tone was quite complicated, I don't know if it was envy or jealous: "Didn't you tell you before? Someone in our village once passed the Jinshi and became a high-ranking official in the court..."

"It is the ancestor of the Seventh Uncle's family." Lu Chongming suddenly said: "The Jinshi during the Jiajing period seemed to have entered the Hanlin Academy, and finally became the Minister of Rites and returned home in glory."

"That's right, it's him." The cousin nodded repeatedly, and then guessed: "This should be the tomb of the father of the Minister of Rites, and the master's instructions are even more effective."

While speaking, the cousin's eyes were full of admiration: "After the Minister of Rites, his son was only a juren, and his grandson was a scholar. After that, there were no one who could show off. It was indeed a wealthy generation in three generations."

"real?"

In an instant, Wang Guan and Lu Chongming were shocked one after another, and suddenly felt a shocking feeling.

"Nonsense, there are records in the genealogy." Uncle cousin said firmly: "If you don't believe it, I will read the genealogy for you when you go back."

"No need. How could I not believe you..." I said this, but Lu Chongming decided in his heart that he would immediately go through the genealogy after he went back.

"It's not that I believe in me, but that I believe in the master." Uncle cousin was completely impressed. At this time, when Mr. Duan hooked his fingers, he would immediately accept his head and obey his words.

"Haha, it's not that I'm predicting things like a god, but that Feng Shui is so magical." Duan Lao smiled and said, "To put it, maybe Brother Lu also found this place more than ten years ago, so he left a drawing in the book."

"My grandpa has been here?"

Lu Chongming looked around and nodded, "It should be that although the grave is a bit desolate, the outline can still be clearly seen. If no one has cleaned it for hundreds of years, even the outline will disappear."

"Um."

Mr. Duan agreed: "It is probably because of this concern that Brother Lu was afraid that others would accidentally dig the ancestors of the Lu family, so he reorganized the hills. But after his death, no one took care of it, and the graves were naturally covered with weeds."

While the few people were sighing, Wang Guan was not idle either and began to carefully observe the situation around him. After walking around, he really discovered a relatively unusual place.

After watching it, Wang did not move it, but walked back and listened to Mr. Duan's comment on the Feng Shui here.

After commenting, no matter whether Wang Guan and others understood it or not, Mr. Duan was satisfied, and then smiled and said, "It's getting late, should we go back?"

Everyone came to their senses. After looking at the time, they realized that it was already two or three o'clock in the afternoon. Now they could still catch dinner when they walked back. Everyone had no objection at the moment. They immediately took the shortcut and returned to the village under the guidance of their cousin.

At dusk, everyone returned to the village smoothly. My cousin immediately started to arrange dinner. All kinds of chicken, duck, fish, and delicious food in the mountains and lakes filled the entire table. It was considered a stop. I respectfully invited Mr. Duan to sit in the table, and at the same time said guiltily: "Master, the place is simple and the conditions are limited, so I am negligent."

"Enough, enough." Old Duan said with a smile: "You allow me to copy a few books back. This is enough. It's simply a full load."

In fact, my cousin wanted to give the original to Mr. Duan directly, but Mr. Duan thought the gift was too expensive, so he refused and asked him to keep it well and collect it himself, just need to print it.

My cousin was also a little regretful about this. He couldn't understand a few books, so it was useless to stay. It would be great to give Mr. Duan a favor, but unfortunately, Mr. Duan refused to accept this favor, which naturally made him helpless.

Anyway, after dinner, Wang Guan and Lu Chongming sent Mr. Duan back to Shanghai City, and took him to the museum to participate in the Holy Trace of Confucius the next day, and then sent him to the plane to return to Lu Province.

At this point, the Feng Shui drawing ended successfully. At least Lu Chongming felt this way, but he felt quite rewarding. At least he had been struggling in the mountains for most of the day. Although he was a little tired, he was in good spirits. He even planned to go to the mountains to relax and relax...

Wang Guan smiled and suddenly asked, "Have you checked the family tree?"

"Check it out." Lu Chongming nodded, feeling very magical: "It's true, Zu Jinshi, Er Juren, Sun Xiucai, and then became obsessed with the public and returned to the ordinary world. The three generations of wealth have only been around for nearly a hundred years. It's a coincidence, but it's too coincidental. Wang Guan, do you believe it or not?"

"Believe it or not." Wang Guan shrugged and asked again: "Now that you have figured out the meaning of the inscription, what are your plans?"

"What are the plans?" Lu Chongming was stunned and said: "Even if it is a Feng Shui treasure land, someone has been buried. According to Mr. Duan, it is because the dragon vein energy has been exhausted and it is completely useless..."

"Do you really think this matter is over?" At the same time, Wang Guan smiled and said, "Since that's the case, if I find something good, I won't distinguish you."

"What?"

In an instant, Lu Chongming said vigilantly: "That's the tomb of our ancestors of the Lu family. Don't make any mistakes."

"What."

In an instant, Wang Guan was a little amused and laughed: "No matter how depraved I am, I will not lose my price to become a tomb robber."

"That's true." Lu Chongming thought for a while and agreed: "Besides, that tomb is not the tomb of the Minister of Rites, but his father's tomb, and there are probably no burial objects."

"Just know." Wang Guan waved his hand and said, "Go and explore again."

"What did you find?" Lu Chongming said in confusion.

"You will know when you go."

While speaking, Wang Guan went to Taicang again, and Lu Chongming naturally followed, and came to the mountain village again in a galloping manner. However, this time, Wang Guan deliberately avoided the sight of the people of the mountain village, climbed up the other end, and slowly came to the next to the tomb with his extraordinary memory.

At this time, Lu Chongming was still a little worried: "You don't really want to dig, are you?"

"I didn't bring anything, how can I dig it?" Wang Guan rolled his eyes, then walked directly over the grave and walked towards the sparse woods nearby. In fact, it can be seen that the trees on the left and right sides of the grave should have been planted by man, so they are somewhat staggered. After hundreds of years of storms, some have grown into towering trees, and some have withered into rotten trees.

Now Wang Guan walked to a half-dead tree. The reason why it was half-dead was mainly because one side of the tree had obviously shrunk and turned into rotten wood, but half of the next side was still full of vitality, and a little tender buds grew. This situation is the true dead tree that is in spring.

Of course, the withering and prosperity of trees is not the point. The point is that under the trees, a large stone is placed. A half-human-high rock may not be able to be closed and surrounded by adults even if they spread their arms. Such a large stone is naturally very mottled under the destruction of wind and rain, and even a lot of moss grows along the side.

At this moment, Wang Guan looked around the stone, as if he should start where he should start.

"What's wrong?"

At the same time, Lu Chongming came over and said in confusion: "What are you doing when you stare at this stone?"

"Don't you think the material of the stone is a bit familiar?" Wang Guan reminded him, and took a flat-pointed stone the size of a palm next to him, and then gently scraped the moss on the big stone.

“Material?”

At the right time, Lu Chongming also reached out to touch the big stone, but still didn't understand: "Isn't this ordinary granite? What's so strange..."

Suddenly, Lu Chongming stopped talking and thought of the stone tablet outside the ancestral hall in the village, which was also granite. The most important thing was that he suddenly became alert. Although the entire mountain was lush and lush, the stones were very rare, and the huge stones seemed to be only one, the only one.
Chapter completed!