I lost my vegetative state, and I became the richest man in the world

Chapter 303 The Feng Shui of the Ancestral Cemetery of the Yang Family is So-so!
Chen Bo is a professional Feng Shui master in Xiangjiang. He usually travels by car in Xiangjiang.

Song Shaoguang is still a professor at the Baptist College, a literati professor, and he usually travels in Xiangjiang by car.

For example, the top of Victoria Peak in Xiangjiang can be reached directly by car.

This time, Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang really understood why those ancient Fengshui masters had to be carried in sedan chairs when they traveled. It must be said that they first followed the villagers to the cemetery of Yang Jirong's father and Yang Ming's grandfather Yang Shuquan.

It is not too far from the Sanjiaotang production team, but it is also located on a mountain more than 100 meters high.

Under the guidance of those villagers, Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang cut down the weeds and wild trees on the road. In addition, the weather is relatively cold now, although the rain has stopped, this kind of mountain road is really difficult to walk.

Whether it was Chen Bo or Song Shaoguang, not only were the leaves of those unknown plants stuck to their suits, but their suits and shoes were already torn, so they had to take off their shoes.

Looking at the two Fengshui masters from Xiangjiang, the villagers still took good care of them and offered to help them carry things. They had a precious compass in their hands and waited for the diners to eat, and they had to drag them up the mountain.

Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Before coming here, Yang Jirong had already reminded them that now the two of them really realized the difficulty of going up the mountain.

It took them more than three hours to climb this mountain.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Song, the cemetery of my elder brother Yang Shuquan is right in front, and the cemetery of my sister-in-law Zhou is next to it." Yang Shuhai followed.

Yang Shuhai is more than 60 years old, and his body is strong. In addition, he has never stopped in the countryside. This time, he has to climb a mountain of more than 100 meters, which is nothing to Yang Shuhai.

The place where he brought Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang now is the cemetery of Yang Jirong's father Yang Shuquan and Yang Jirong's mother Zhou.

In the past, Yang Jirong did not return to his hometown. Yang Jirong and other brothers and sisters would visit the grave every few years.

When I came here now, I found that the place was already densely covered with weeds, some of which were even taller than their heads.

In this case, these young people can only be mobilized to cut down the surrounding weeds and trees.

Those young people began to work hard to cut down the weeds around the cemetery.

It took almost half an hour, and Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang, who were resting for breath, finally saw the two cemeteries clearly.

This cemetery is like an earthen tomb, and the surroundings are not protected with cement, bricks, etc., and it is precisely because of that that many weeds are densely packed here.

Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang each took out their own compasses, and first looked at the feng shui here.

It stands to reason that the feng shui of Yang Jirong's parents' cemetery should be particularly good if Mr. Yang's development in Xiangjiang is like that.

When they saw this place for the first time, they found that the cemetery environment and feng shui here can only be described as mediocre.

Standing here, you can see the Triangle Pond and Wailong House in the distance.

Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang were watching.

The two confirmed the direction from the compass, and took out the books they carried with them to check. The more they read, the more confused they became.

Ancestors buried in such a feng shui can actually produce descendants such as Mr. Yang, a rich man in Xiangjiang?
Chen Bo couldn't understand it.

So did Song Shaoguang.

Unless the feng shui theory they learned before is false.

They knew that those Fengshui theories had been formed over thousands of years, and there was no way they could be false, so they could only say that the Fengshui of Yang Jirong's parents' cemetery was indeed very ordinary.

Before they came, they thought that the feng shui of Mr. Yang's parents' cemetery must be very good, so that they could gather so much wealth for Mr. Yang, it must be like a cornucopia of feng shui.

Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang read it over and over again, still confused.

In front of Yang Shuhai, they didn't dare to say anything. They were ready to go back and talk to Mr. Yang or Yang Jirong when the time came.

At this time, those young villagers are still working hard to deal with the weeds around the cemetery.

The entire cemetery has appeared in front of everyone.

Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang stayed here for more than an hour.

Leave here with Yang Shuhai and others.

Go to another hill and continue to clear the weeds in the cemetery of Yang Jirong's grandfather and grandmother.

That place is on another hill, halfway up the mountain at a height of 200 meters. In addition to being very difficult to climb up, there are too many kinds of weeds.

. . .

Night is coming.

Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang followed Yang Shuhai and others down from the mountain.

Today they went to the cemetery of Yang Jirong's parents, the cemetery of Yang Jirong's grandfather, and the cemetery of Yang Jirong's great-grandfather and great-grandmother to clean up the weeds.

In addition, Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang have been taking Compass and other guys up to check.

Every time I watched it, the two of them were a little disappointed.

Because from the perspective of the feng shui of these cemeteries, it is really ordinary. Basically, the feng shui of most ordinary people's cemeteries is similar. possible.

But now Yang Jirong himself is pretty good in Xiangjiang, and when it is the turn of Yang Jirong's son, Mr. Yang, he is a rare rich Chinese man.

The two began to have some doubts.

When they returned to Wailong House.

Yang Jirong and his wife rushed out to greet them.

"Uncle Chen, Professor Song, I really worked hard for you today." Yang Jirong didn't follow, mainly because he really couldn't go.

When the grave-sweeping really started, he would go out with him.

Seeing Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang's clothes, one can imagine how difficult it is for them to be on the mountain today.

"Mr. Yang, those mountains are really too difficult to walk." Song Shaoguang said.

Yang Jirong nodded.

Before he went to Xiangjiang, he also went to visit other ancestors' graves.

I was a young guy at the time, so I didn't feel anything.

Welcome them in.

In the evening, there were more than 30 tables set up in Weilongwu, and the whole village happily had dinner together.

By the time Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang finished their dinner, they were already very tired.

They were going to take a hot bath first, change into a new set of clothes, and then talk to Yang Jirong and his son about it.

They can deceive or even fool other people. They know that Yang Ming cannot be fooled or fooled.

Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang took a bath respectively, changed into a new set of clothes and came out.

Let's discuss it privately.

In Uncle Chen's room, Song Shaoguang said in a low voice, "Uncle Chen, I have some doubts."

"Professor Song, I am also very puzzled."

"You speak first."

"You speak first."

. . .

After the two of them discussed in the room, it means that there is nothing wrong with their compass, and there is nothing wrong with their Feng Shui theory. There is only one problem, and that is that Mr. Yang's fortune should have nothing to do with Feng Shui in his hometown.

If that was the case, Chen Bo and Song Shaoguang were really surprised.

Since ancient times, whether it is an emperor or an influential person in a place, their development is almost inseparable from the blessing of their ancestors' Feng Shui.

Well, what Mr. Yang did now really surprised them.

In fact, right in front of them.

"Uncle Chen, should we talk to Mr. Yang?"

"of course."

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