Feng Sheng Shui Qi

Chapter 105 Three generations of blessings

After his death, Mr. Zhao lay down in his carefully selected feng shui treasure as he wished. It's just that outsiders don't know, including his own son, and he doesn't know that the land has been broken. His son is just a little strange. At the beginning, his father said to himself that the coffin lid was brown, but when the "Eight King Kong" (a married man who is responsible for burying the dead in the earth, this custom is the usual trick of Wang Banxian in the future) was dug out black. He muttered in his heart, "Is it that my father's old eyes are dizzy?"

Of course, he didn't know that there were three curses. Mrs. Zhao didn't tell him all the contents at the beginning. So he has been happy since then. If I am buried in the treasure, my business will become more and more prosperous, and my children and grandchildren will become richer and richer.

It's also strange that since Mrs. Zhao buried in this broken feng shui treasure, it has really been more and more like a fish in water, and the business is getting bigger and bigger. Because except for the storm, the other two spells did not respond at all. The most surprising thing was that when these villagers sent the body of Mrs. Zhao up the mountain, they finally saw the legendary stone coffin, which was all amazing.

Some people say that the Zhao family will make a fortune in the future. Some people say that the Zhao family will become cadres in the future. Some even said that the Zhao family may have central cadres in the future. Envy, jealousy, and lively echoes. In a word, no matter what the sound is, Mrs. Zhao's son is the most happy.

But the fact is indeed not as simple as they think, because the Zhao family seems to have begun to restrain their wives since the death of Mrs. Zhao, but everyone ignores this problem because they are rich, thinking that the rich family is like this. Like Mrs. Zhao's son, a year after his death, relying on his wealth, he drove his original wife out of the house and married a young man. But the young woman suddenly died of myocardial infarction after seven, seven or forty-nine days with him. The son's son didn't learn to drive the original wife out of the house, but his wife also died of illness at the age of thirty-six. Then the "good luck" came to the third generation of Zhao Shan. He was more serious, and the situation was beyond everyone's expectations. His wife not only did not give birth to dragon seeds and tiger seeds for the Zhao family, but also left three "evil species" for him to die. What's more, the business is not as good as that of my grandparents. It seems to be depressed.

Zhao Shan stood in front of his father-in-law's ancestral tomb at this time, looking at the surrounding rivers and mountains. He couldn't help but be surprised: "As a layman, he can feel that this should indeed be a feng shui treasure. Stand high and see far. The Tibetan wind gathers the atmosphere and enjoys it alone. But why is it only the third generation, not only the insiders die early, but also three "prodigal sons" under my name? Isn't this a real feng shui treasure?

Is it possible that Mr. Yin and Yang were wrong in those years?

If it's true, but why did the business show a depression in the third generation?

It must be that my father-in-law made a mistake in those years and invited a dirty Mr. Yin and Yang. Zhao Shan is skeptical.

"But if my house is buried in a fake sarcophagus, where is the real sarcophagus? Will it still be undiscovered on the Four Holy Mountains, or hidden in another place in Xiushan Village? Although he was worried, he would rather believe that what he buried was the real sarcophagus. He once heard some old people who are half-intelligible about feng shui say that Mr. Yin and Yang follow each other and communicate with each other, and nothing in the world can escape this.

Blessed is also a curse. The generals of heaven are in charge of the people, and the Tang monk has still experienced ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties. Sima Qian is a great writer. Wasn't he also castrated by Emperor Wu of Han? Goujian, the king of Yue, is the son of heaven, but he has also been a bull and horse for ten years under the command of others. He was relieved: "Everything is temporary. If I marry another wife, I will definitely give birth to a general tiger."

"It must be like this. Great blessings must have great difficulties. Throughout ancient and modern times, great people are like this." Zhao Shan suddenly couldn't help laughing. He turned around, waved his hand to the housekeeper Zhang, and made a posture to go down the mountain. But just as they decided to go back, they suddenly saw a man opposite him coming this way.

As mentioned earlier, just as Zhao Shan was about to go down the mountain, he suddenly met a man coming towards them. This person is none other than Zhang Enpu. At this time, Zhang Enpu is no longer the old man who was born in that year. With the three life-saving blessings of eradicating drought, Fu Lingguan and eliminating anger, Zhang Enpu was regarded as a god by the villagers of the two villages. Since he came to Xiushan Village, he has found that the feng shui here is good, and there must be a big dragon. So with his professional instinctive reaction, he couldn't help chasing to the Four Holy Mountains with his veins and aura.

When he saw the location of the ancestral tomb of the Zhao family, he first smiled with relief, and then was shocked: "It's a pity that some immoral Mr. Yin and Yang fooled the family and actually broke the ground and was buried by others. Alas! Such a good treasure is so wasted. What a sin!"

As he muttered, he walked over to Zhao Shan and the others.

"Who are you and why are you here?" Zhao Shan found him.

Zhang Enpuri smiled and did not answer them directly: "Are you here to worship your ancestors?"

Zhao Shan said, "Yes, it's Tomb-sweeping Day. Let's see the ancestors."

Zhang Enpou said, "The big veins here converge, look up to the sky and arch the moon, and the feng shui is very good. The descendants of this tomb must be particularly rich.

Zhao Shan shook his head and said, "You're welcome. It's just general. How can you say it so well?"

Zhang Enpou said, "You don't have to be modest. The financial fortune within three generations is still guaranteed. After three generations, it's hard to say.

When Zhao Shan heard the words, he was shocked all over and felt that he was talking like what he had wanted to say for a long time: "Really, what a bad way?"

Zhang En Pu brushed his beard: "If you want to find the divine cave, you will be bullied, and the money will be scattered. After three generations, the people in your house will be cut off from their children and grandchildren, and from then on, they will disappear from the family tree.

Zhao Shan was shocked and almost fainted, but he still pretended to be calm. He wanted to see which god the other party was: "Ha ha, sir, who are you? You cursed my family so much. Aren't you afraid that I'll ask someone to beat you up?"

Zhang Enpou said, "You don't need to know who I am. I just want to tell you the truth. The good medicine is bitter, and the advice is certainly against the ear."

Zhao Shan frowned: "Why do you conclude that this tomb will last for three generations? Didn't you just say that the feng shui here is wonderful?"

Zhang Enpuri said, "Yes, I said that the feng shui here is very good, but it's a pity that someone has already broken this place. Your anthem was buried in a hole. According to the ordinary feng shui land, I'm afraid the people in your house have vomited blood and died a long time ago. Fortunately, this is a rare treasure in a thousand years. Although it is damaged, it has also guaranteed the wealth of three generations of Ronghua.

Zhao Shan said, "Really? It seems to be true. I'm afraid I've read too many mythical novels. I never believe in feng shui. It's all superstition. Let me tell you, I'm fine now. My children are very healthy, and my career is getting bigger and bigger. I don't know how nourishing they are. Who are you scaring?"

Zhang Enpuri was not angry, but said slowly, "Why, don't you believe it? Then let me ask you, who is yours buried in this grave?

Zhao Shan said, "Fare-in-law."

Zhang Enfu nodded, then pinched his fingers and said, "Well, you happen to be the third generation. Let me tell you, and you can see if it's right. Let me first talk about your father-in-law, that is, the one buried in front of him. He was crushed to death after being knocked down by thunder. This angered the sarcophagus, which angered the sky fire and was punished by God.

"Then it was your grandfather. After your father-in-law's death, his business became more and more popular. Then he kicked the wife he had married out of the house and married a young woman surnamed Zhao as the second wife. Unfortunately, the second wife died of illness on the 49th day after marriage. When it comes to your father, his business is better than your grandfather's, and the more tired the family is, the bigger the family is. But your grandmother died unexpectedly when he was thirty-six years old. Then it's you. Although the morality has changed under your name, the fact that the spirit has been exhausted can never be changed. Your business has gradually become depressed, and your wife has not escaped the fate of premature death. She died of illness when you were 40 years old. That's all, but she gave birth to three sonless sons. The three sons are stupid, the other is crazy, and the other is idle. They make trouble for you every day, and they never care about your family business, right?

Zhao Shan was stunned and even wanted to describe the living immortal in front of him with his five bodies. He just looked at the graves of his ancestors and recounted the situation of his three generations. He shook his head with a sigh and smiled bitterly, "Sir, you are really a master. Yes, as you said, my father-in-law was thundered. It was killed. My grandfather, father, and my wife have been unable to escape the fate of premature death for three generations. Most importantly, I really have three bad sons, and my business is getting worse and worse. Well, what my husband just said is that my father-in-law buried a hole. What does this mean? As far as I know, this place was specially invited by my father-in-law to see Mr. Yin and Yang!"