Chapter 37

Wang Yifan’s family of ten generations of stele-carving people has been building steles for a long time, so they naturally understand some Fengshui methods.

The theory of feng shui is divided into ‘big feng shui’ and ‘small feng shui’.

Xiao Fengshui often takes one house and one room, with the universe in the sleeves, and the dojo in the shell of the snails and lions.

Da Feng Shui is different!

They are often based on mountains and rivers.

The Feng Shui pattern of this tomb mountain village in front of me.

It is the landscape bureau that “the mountains embrace the green, and the coffin will make a fortune”.

It might be more intuitive if there is a drone looking down from a high altitude.

The entire Tomb Mountain Village is surrounded by a circle of green hills, and in the middle of the green hills is a hill, which looks like a gold ingot.

Put ingots in the basin.

It’s not an exaggeration to say it’s a cornucopia.

With this feng shui, all the villagers in Tomb Hill Village will make a fortune.

Seeing the distance from home is getting closer and closer, coupled with Wang Yifan’s praise.

Tang Jixiong also smiled.

He said: “It’s strange to say that all the people in our village live in the mountains, and every family is poor and clanging.”

“My dad and my mom were also trustees back then, so they went to the city to work as a worker in the power plant.”

“But then I didn’t know what was going on. Everyone in the village counted as one, and they could make money by doing some business, and they all posted them one by one.”



He turned his head to look at Wang Yifan: “So I also think that our hometown has a good feng shui, so I want to bring my father and mother’s grave over.”

Wang Yifan smiled slightly and raised his finger to his feet: “If I guess right, there should be an extra spring on your mountain!”

Tang Jixiong’s eyes suddenly widened.

“My God, Immortal Wang, you are a god, can you see this?”

“Back then, the government came to pave roads and exploded the mountains with explosives. As a result, a clear spring shook out on the hill behind that mountain!”

Tang Jixiong said this, as if he suddenly realized something.

He tremblingly said: “Yifan, according to your opinion… the changes in our village are caused by this clear spring?”

In Tang Jixiong’s understanding: “If you want to be rich, you must first build a road.”

Their Tomb Hill Village gradually became rich after the road was built.

Now after Wang Yifan this point.

Only then did he realize that everything seemed to be hidden.

Only Wang Yifan smiled slightly.

Although the landscape bureau of “mountains embrace green, rise coffins and make a fortune” is excellent, it is a bit dull.

Landscape bureau, landscape bureau.

There is nothing but mountains without water.

It is precisely because there is an extra spring on the mountain that this Feng Shui Bureau can really “live”!

Wang Yifan was already very interested in this tomb mountain at this time.

Is such a huge landscape bureau a supernatural craftsmanship of nature, or is it a man-made mountain-moving landscape?

Why did this clear spring trapped in the mountain only flow out recently? .

Wang Yifan knocked on the car armrest and said, “It should be here!”

It seems to confirm his statement.

Before he finished his words, Tang Jixiong’s Mercedes-Benz car was parked on the parking lot at the entrance of the village.

Tang Jixiong hurriedly pushed the car door and got out of the car first, and came to Wang Yifan’s side: “It’s here, Yifan, please get off!”

The door opened slowly.

For an instant.



Wang Yifan heard the sound of “sand” in the mountains, forests and bamboos.

An unspeakable dampness rushed to the face along with the coolness.

Tang Jixiong was a little embarrassed: “Yifan, I’m sorry, there are many windy and big trees on the mountain, it is indeed a little bit tide.”

Wang Yifan was totally unaware of this kind of yin.

“Plantain attracts ghosts, green bamboo attracts yin.”

He pointed to the bamboo sea on the mountain and asked, “Boss Tang, do you know who grows this bamboo?”

“Who planted it?” Tang Jixiong was taken aback: “Isn’t this thing wild? It’s all over the mountain!”

I heard Tang Jixiong explain this.

The corner of Wang Yifan’s mouth showed a sly smile.

“Boss Tang, think about it on our way here. Have you ever seen Zhuhai?”

After Wang Yifan mentioned this point, Tang Jixiong immediately frowned and recalled.

Soon, his eyes widened.

This bamboo is full of mountains, but he never thought about why this thing would form such a big bamboo sea.

Now remember it carefully.

He suddenly found out.

Along the way here, apart from Tomb Hill Village, there is no such big sea of ​​bamboo at all on the surrounding hills.


Not to mention the bamboo sea, there are not a few bamboos.

Tang Jixiong stuttered a little, he pointed to the crisp bamboo sea and asked.

“Yifan… you mean… the bamboo on this mountain is not wild? It’s grown by humans?”

This is impossible. As far as I can remember, the mountain is full of bamboo!

“And…if you really grow so much bamboo…how many people will you have, and how long will it take to grow it!”

Looking at Tang Jixiong’s horrified expression.

Wang Yifan rubbed the green paper umbrella in his hand.

“Don’t mention this for now, maybe tomorrow we go to the mountain to choose a site, something more interesting will happen!”

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