In the middle of the burial mound, thirty-four strongmen faced the yellow earth with their backs to the sky, digging and breaking the graves under the scorching sun.
“Son-in-law, what do you think of my father’s grave? Good enough?”
“The Dragonfly Touching Water tomb is one of the top thirty-six auspicious burial spots. Its Fengshui is excellent.”
Under the shade of a sunshade, Ren Fa looked at Mu Chen with mournful eyes: “If so, why did so many Ren family ancestors need to be dug up? If not my father, digging up my grandfather would be fine too!”
“He died young, I haven’t met him, and there’s no psychological burden digging him up… I mean, compared to my father, he hasn’t seen the light of day for many years. It’s good to let him bask in the sun and enjoy the breeze.”
During the time of family survival, it’s fine for the ancestors to give way, but after all the calculations, it turned out to be his father who raised him.
“The grave is fine, I’m not saying the person is fine.”
Mu Chen shook his head, looking at Ren Fa with a smile: “Old Ren, don’t beat around the bush. The way your father acquired this tomb was a bit shady, wasn’t it?”
“This tomb belonged to a Fengshui master. My father heard about its good Fengshui and bought it from him. Even my father’s burial after his death was arranged by him.”
Mu Chen asked: “Just bribery, no coercion?”
Ren Fa choked, looking sullen.
He was honest and kind, and in business he also followed the path of ‘Ren family eats meat, others drink soup’ – a path of unity.
But his father was domineering and tough, and coercion and bribery were common.
Seeing that Ren Fa didn’t speak, Mu Chen answered himself: “I think there was, otherwise why would the Fengshui master let you cement the grave mound, the coffin wouldn’t touch water, what kind of Dragonfly Touching Water is that?”
He glanced subtly at a strongman not far away who was observing them furtively, and his voice became louder: “Fortunately, he still has a conscience, allowing your Ren family to move the coffin twenty years later, harming you for half your life, not harming you for your whole life, harming you for one generation, not harming you for eighteen generations!”
“So… the decline of my Ren family for nearly twenty years is due to my father’s grave?”
“That’s right.”
“Sigh, my father deserves this misfortune.”
Ren Fa sighed, blaming his father for his careless actions, causing this disaster, and hating the Fengshui master for involving his entire family and future generations in one person’s grudge.
“We see the coffin!”
Suddenly, the strongman’s voice came from the grave mound.
Mu Chen led Ren Fa and his daughter over, seeing that the coffin, buried vertically, had already revealed a corner.
“Ren Gong, with bravery, returns to see the light of day, filial sons and grandchildren kowtow in worship!”
Mu Chen said loudly.
Ren Fa and his daughter, wearing mourning clothes, knelt before the coffin and kowtowed.
“Raise the coffin!”
Mu Chen spoke loudly again.
Several strongmen brought hemp ropes, tied them around the coffin head, and pulled it out of the ground with force, hanging it in mid-air.
Another hemp rope was tied to the coffin tail, the coffin head was loosened slightly, and the coffin tail was pulled sharply, the coffin lying flat on the ground.
“Open the coffin!”
Mu Chen spoke for the third time.
The strongmen stepped forward, pried out all the coffin nails, and pushed the coffin lid open with force.
Faint black smoke rose from the coffin, the smoke dissipated, revealing Ren Wei Yong’s true face.
“This… how could this be?!”
“My god, Old Master Ren must have become a spirit!”
“Dead but not decayed, an ominous sign!”
Even the thirty-plus strongmen, all young and vigorous men, couldn’t help but feel a sense of fear and anxiety at this moment.
The old master Ren, who had been buried for nearly twenty years, had no sign of decay or bones, but instead looked lifelike, like a living person, as if he had simply fallen asleep!
At this time, countless birds in the mountains, as if sensing something, flew up in alarm, crying sadly as they fled into the distance.
This eerie scene deepened the fear in everyone’s hearts, and all present were terrified and horrified!
Mu Chen’s brow furrowed slightly. Although he had already destroyed the grave last night, there was still residual corpse energy. If everyone’s three souls were unsettled and their seven spirits lost, their yang energy would decline, and they could easily be invaded by the corpse energy!
At the time, it would be a minor illness at best, but death at worst.
He took a stick of sandalwood from the incense burner, made a mudra with his left hand, and slowly chanted: “The world is full of noise and distractions, with a calm heart, one is free… ”
“A stick of incense on top, peace of mind for all, heart, calm!”
At the moment the decree was uttered, everyone on the entire mountain felt a refreshing fragrance wafting into their nostrils.
The originally unsettled and unsteady hearts, upon smelling this fragrance, calmed down strangely. They felt peaceful and stable, and the mental comfort made everyone relax their tense bodies.
“This… the Daoist truly is divine!”
“A small piece of incense, in his hands, the fragrance can spread through the entire mountain!”
“Truly a little immortal from a renowned Daoist mountain...”
The strongmen talked among themselves, all in awe and admiration.
Ren Ting Ting, listening from the side, was overjoyed, her eyes curved into crescents.
Compliment him, compliment him more, she just loved hearing others praise Mu Chen~
Ren Fa was also full of pride, a thousand words in his heart condensed into one sentence: ‘This, is the son-in-law I, Ren, have chosen! ’
At the foot of the mountain.
Nine Uncle, who was going up the mountain, stopped, his face involuntarily showing an expression of admiration, and he sincerely exclaimed: “This is… the aura of the Wishing-for-Healing Art? Pure Yang Daoist’s learning is truly vast!”
Daoism originated earlier than Buddhism, but in the tribal era before Daoism appeared, the vast land of China had an even older, more mysterious and savage existence – ‘Witches’!
Those who mastered this way were revered by tribal members as ‘Great Witches’!
It can be said that half of Daoism was derived from ‘Witches’.
The Wishing-for-Healing Art, is an ancient ‘Witchcraft’ that is on the verge of extinction. Even Nine Uncle had only heard about it from his elders, and this was the first time he had seen it.
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng, who followed him, were also sniffing the air, their faces filled with intoxication.
“Master, this scent is so fragrant! I want to learn this!”
Only you two want to learn? Even Master wants to learn!
“You haven’t learned well what Master taught you, and you still want to learn this?”
Nine Uncle glared at them and hurried up the mountain: “We’ll talk about it later when we have the chance… Hurry up, you’re so slow!”
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng followed, exchanging glances.
‘Did Master seem afraid we would pester him to teach us? ’
‘You’re wrong, he is a Grand Daoist who is renowned in the Xuanmen, he has learned countless Daoist techniques! ’
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