My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

The high-definition camera clearly captured the threshold, and the patterns on the threshold were also clearly recorded.

Zhang Hao, who was watching the news, couldn't help but ponder the pattern.

The pattern looks familiar, but I can't quite place where I've seen it before, or if I've seen anything similar.

As he was trying to recall, the little koi fish beside him asked, "Did you see something? Is something wrong?"

Pointing to the threshold in the camera lens, Zhang Hao said uncertainly, "The pattern on this threshold is a very exquisite feng shui formation for changing one's luck. However, this kind of feng shui formation seems to have a special classification. I feel like I've seen it somewhere before, but I can't remember where."

Zhang Hao has always had a good memory. What is there that he can't remember?
The little koi couldn't help but wonder, "Could it be that this kind of feng shui formation that brings good fortune has the effect of making people subconsciously ignore it? Because they've been affected, their brains automatically forget about it?"

Zhang Hao wasn't sure either: "I'll go check it out myself when I have time. But there's definitely something wrong with this ancestral hall. Why are those people still gathered there in the news footage? Aren't they afraid something might happen? Didn't they say they'd already sent people to evacuate them?"

Zhang Hao called Lao Zhang and asked, "Didn't they say they had already communicated with the relevant local departments and sent people to disperse the onlookers? Why are there still so many people at that ancestral hall in the news broadcasts?"

Old Zhang just received a message from the people over there, and he's having a headache right now.

"That's because the people the local authorities sent out had a little accident on the road—their tires were all punctured, so they couldn't get there right away. But it doesn't seem to be a big deal, just half a day late. They've already called a mechanic, so just wait a bit."

Old Zhang replied helplessly on the phone.

Zhang Hao was speechless after hearing this—this was just too unlucky!
Why did this have to happen at this time?
Seeing that he was still worried, Little Koi reminded him, "Actually, we can call and remind Li Zixuan and Chen Anshui to pay attention to the situation on site and not cause any major trouble."

Zhang Hao was still worried, so he called the two of them and gave them some serious instructions before ending the call.

Meanwhile, Chen Anshui and Li Zixuan, who were in the ancestral hall, received a phone call and assured each other that they would keep a close eye on the scene to prevent any accidents from happening.

Li Zixuan inspected every corner of the ancestral hall by himself. The construction of this ancestral hall was obviously specially designed, and the placement of the items inside, as well as other aspects, strictly followed the layout of a certain feng shui formation for changing one's fortune.

The person who built this ancestral hall was undoubtedly an expert.

The application of feng shui principles in the story was so sophisticated that even seasoned veterans like Chen Anshui and Li Zixuan had to admit it was brilliant.

Li Zixuan was inspecting the side hall where the memorial tablets were placed. There were three memorial tablets above, and the area below was filled with sacrificial items, with various fruits and other offerings neatly arranged.

Lin Xiaoling is interviewing Shen Liangjiao.

"Do people come to your ancestral hall to burn incense and worship every day? Are the offerings changed daily?"

Shen Liangjiao calmly replied, "Yes, each household will take turns coming to guard this area."

She pointed to the ancestral tablets in her family ancestral hall and continued, "Afterwards, we must replace the offerings with fresh ones on time for the sacrifices. We must offer incense and kneel in worship every morning, noon, and evening. This is a rule passed down through generations in our family."

Lin Xiaoling was quite surprised to hear this. This tradition was so outdated that she never expected it to continue to this day.

"Don't you find it tedious? Running around like this every morning, noon, and night, aren't you worried about wasting time?" Lin Xiaoling asked her curiously in front of the camera. Shen Liangjiao remained quite calm about it.

This strange custom was initially difficult for the younger generation in their family to accept. However, when they encountered difficulties at work, they returned to kneel and pray, and the problems were quickly resolved. Even promotions and salary increases became easier, so everyone gradually began to trust the ancestral hall.

Whenever they have free time, they return to worship their ancestors. If they make a lot of money elsewhere, they will also contribute money to repair the ancestral hall. It can be said that the ancestral hall has played an indispensable role in maintaining close ties among the various branches of the family to this day.

Lin Xiaoling was very surprised.

Viewers of the show were also curious, finding it difficult to judge the family's customs.

Shen Liangjiao was relatively cooperative and answered all questions during the interview, but the other members of the Shen family were not so friendly.

Especially Shen Liangjiao's great-uncle, who, upon hearing that someone had come to interview them, immediately rushed over, his beard bristling and eyes blazing. Seeing Shen Liangjiao confidently answering the reporter's questions, he flew into a rage, walked straight up to her, and shoved Lin Xiaoling aside.

Lin Xiaoling was standing perfectly fine when she was suddenly pushed, causing her to stumble and fall down the steps, scraping the skin off her knees!
She cried out in pain, a scene that attracted a crowd of onlookers.

Shen Liangjiao felt incredibly troubled. This great-uncle was usually very stubborn and conservative; his sudden appearance might cause trouble again!
Shen Liangjiao quickly stepped forward to stop her great-grandfather, grabbing his hand to prevent him from striking again.

"Grandpa, this is a reporter, please don't hit him. Why did you suddenly attack him?" Shen Liangjiao complained irritably.

Grandpa pointed at reporter Lin Xiaoling, his beard bristling and eyes wide: "Our ancestral hall isn't a place where you can just take pictures like that! How could you let these people take pictures like that? Tell them all to leave right now!"

The old man was clearly furious. Ignoring his relatives' attempts to stop him, he pushed Shen Liangjiao aside and drove everyone who was doing a live broadcast out of the scene.

The old man looked quite old, but he moved with surprising speed. He picked up a carrying pole and waved it around, trying to drive everyone out.

None of the people present had ever seen anything like this before, and for a moment, they were indeed driven out of the ancestral hall courtyard by the old man. However, they did not leave completely, but gathered at the front gate to discuss how to deal with the situation. Two male anchors approached from the left and right, grabbing the old man's arms from both sides.

Two people suddenly appeared and grabbed his hands, making it impossible for Grandpa Shen to swing the carrying pole anymore, and he had to stop his actions of shooing people away.

The two streamers laughed loudly: "Old man, why are you so angry? We've already gotten your family's permission, and we haven't damaged anything here. Please stop making a scene! Can't you just behave yourself?"

Grandpa Shen was so angry that his eyes widened, and he shouted that he would drive them all away.

"This is our Shen family's auspicious burial ground, how can we allow outsiders to trespass on it! Get out of here! Outsiders are not allowed in! Get out! Our Shen family ancestral hall does not welcome outsiders like you!"

The old man was extremely agitated; his face turned bright red, and he shouted until he was hoarse.

The streamers who came to do paranormal live streams all pointed and whispered about him.

"Has this old man gone mad?" (End of Chapter)