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Chapter 13 The Coffin Board Can't Hold It Down

The Chen family went outside to discuss things for a long time, and from far away, I could hear the quarrel between them, which was very intense.

I guess they are arguing again about whose daughter should be married to Yuan Wenkai.

This is the first time I have encountered this kind of thing where brothers are vying to marry their daughters to the same man.

This also made me realize that those so-called rich people are not as superior as we thought. In the end, people are all the same. As long as they smell huge benefits, what does the bottom line of dignity mean?

If the Chen family really marries with the Yuan Group, then it is obvious that among the three brothers Chen Baili and his wife, whose daughter climbs a high tree will benefit more.

But that guy Yuan Wenkai must have no idea about the other two girls of the Chen family, otherwise he wouldn't have gone through so much trouble. With just one sentence, Chen Yuxin would have been so upset that she rushed to find her.

Brother Wenkai, right?

This also made me have no good impression of this second young lady of the Chen family.

The candles in the mourning hall flickered brightly and dimly, and the three pillars of fragrance had burned to the end.

Yang Bailiu put another stick of incense in the incense burner, then lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and looked at me with interest and said: "Changming, you should have learned Feng Shui before, I see you are facing these mysterious and mysterious things.

, doesn’t seem to be as surprised as a layman, are you interested in doing things with me?”

"I don't know yet, what exactly do you do?"

I looked at Yang Bailiu and asked with a little curiosity.

"I'm a Feng Shui master in Jiangcheng. I just help people look at graves and dig acupoints. But now I rarely help people look at graves and dig acupoints because they don't make much money. There are several real estate companies in Jiangcheng, and they all hire me.

When I work as a Feng Shui consultant, when they are building a building and laying the foundation, they ask me to take a look at the Feng Shui, or on the day of groundbreaking, and then they pay me the fees based on their annual salary."

Yang Bailiu shrugged his shoulders.

"Then how much do they pay you a year?"

When I heard this, I immediately became interested.

"Let's start with two million. The cooperation agreement starts with five years. In other words, as long as a real estate company signs a contract with me, I can get at least ten million."

Yang Bailiu said nonchalantly.

"Ten million? That much?"

I was immediately shocked.

Although I also guessed that with Yang Bailiu's reputation in Jiangcheng, the money would definitely be large, but I never expected that there would be so much?

10 million, doesn't that mean that as long as he signs a contract, he can almost buy a house in Kowloon City, and it will also have three shops?

"This is not much."

Yang Bailiu chuckled lightly and said: "Sometimes when you encounter difficult things, you can negotiate a share. That is an opportunity to make big money. I have cooperated with several real estate companies in Jiangcheng. They are absolutely the best in this regard.

Willing to spend money.”

"Then if I follow you, how much money can I make in a year?"

I am still more concerned about this issue, because no matter how much he earns, it is still his money, and I need to know how much I can earn.

"Then it depends on how capable you are."

Yang Bailiu held a cigarette in his mouth, looked at me with squinted eyes and said.

He was obviously testing me.

"I have learned some Feng Shui things from my dad before, but they were all formal and I have never practiced them."

I shook my head and said.

I have to be honest about this and not brag.

"So, your dad is really in this business?"

Yang Bailiu was obviously more interested in my dad.

"Maybe so, but he has never done Feng Shui for anyone, and I don't know if he is."

I said unsurely.

"Let me tell you, Longwei Mountain is definitely not a place that ordinary people would choose casually. It seems that your dad is not only a person in this industry, but also an expert."

Yang Bailiu narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully.

"Is that place in Longwei Mountain very good?"

I looked at Yang Bailiu doubtfully.

"It's not a question of whether it's good or bad."

Yang Bailiu shook his head and said with some emotion: "I can only say that that place is amazing, and it can even be described with a magical pen."

"So my great luck should be due to my father's acupuncture point, right?"

I asked thoughtfully.

Yin Zhai Feng Shui can indeed bless future generations, I am convinced of this.

Otherwise, why would there be such a thing as smoke coming out of ancestral graves? This time it seems that smoke is coming out of my father’s grave.

"Maybe."

Yang Bailiu nodded, and then fell into deep thought.

"Creak..."

At this moment, the coffin in the mourning hall suddenly rang, and Yang Bailiu and I looked towards the coffin almost at the same time.

When I looked at it, I discovered that one end of the coffin lid was tilted up.

I was stunned for almost an instant. I didn't react at all for a while. I was even thinking in my heart that Chen Wuye's coffin board really couldn't hold it down.

It wasn't until Yang Bailiu dragged me behind the table that I suddenly realized that Mr. Chen Wu seemed to have faked the corpse.

"What...what's going on?"

I quickly lowered my voice and asked Yang Bailiu nervously.

"It's hard to say. The old man may have lost his breath and faked his body. It's also possible that the guy named Gu did something. You just keep an eye here while I go find a rope."

Yang Bailiu said, patting my shoulder, and then quietly touched it out.

Now I was even more nervous. At least Yang Bailiu was here to give me courage just now. Now that he left, I was left alone in the mourning hall, and I had to face a corpse that was about to be a corpse. I was a little nervous.

I can't stand it any longer.

The lid of the coffin rose higher and higher, and finally fell to the ground with a "thud".

My heart also twitched suddenly, and I almost lost my strength and ran away.

But in the end I didn't do that and just stared at it.

Through the candlelight on the incense table, I could roughly see the situation around the coffin, but it was completely dark inside the coffin and I couldn't see anything.

At this moment, Chen Wuye suddenly sat upright from the coffin.

But he did not raise his arms like a zombie in the movie, nor did he jump out of the coffin. Instead, he climbed out of the coffin like a normal person.

This even made me wonder, is Master Chen Wu alive? Did he just enter a state of suspended animation before?

Although I was full of doubts, I didn't dare to step forward to confirm at this time. I could only hide behind the table and watch, not even daring to express my feelings.


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