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Duan Huichuan looked solemn, staring straight at the three words "I miss you" on the small green frame on the screen, his heart was cold and cold, and he was even more uneasy.

Is it too late to withdraw now?

Just as he was struggling to move his finger and tried to withdraw, a new message popped up in time.

Yan Yijun: Is it me?

To be seen so soon?Could this guy be playing with his phone all the time?

Duan Huichuan pursed his lips, put his fingers into his hair and rubbed it in annoyance, this reply from the other party made him feel relieved, but also became more depressed for no reason.

——What's wrong with you?Is it so unbelievable?I actually suspect that it's not me...

Duan Huichuan turned over and angrily replied three words: It's me.

Wait—isn't this admitting that I really miss him?

Duan Huichuan slapped his face and covered his face with his slap. Before there was any further misunderstanding, he quickly patched up: I just slipped my hands for a moment. I mean, I'm fine. There is no one in the office tonight. I'm at Fang's.

This sentence seemed to take Yan Yijun a long time to digest, and he didn't reply right away.

So Duan Huichuan just lay on his bed and propped up a tent-like bulge, foolishly waiting for the next line of small words to pop up on the quiet phone screen.

There was only one dim floor lamp lit in the bedroom.

Yan Yijun quietly looked at the messages that popped up one after another on the screen, moved his thumb to the delete button, and deleted the three words "me too" word by word, his face was reflected in the bright silver screen .

Yan Yijun: Do you have any new commissions from the Fang family?

Duan Huichuan was refreshed when he received the news: There is a big commission, I may not go back for a few days, and I will go to the Fang Family Ancestral Temple tomorrow.

Yan Yijun: Then you go to bed early, and I won't bother you.

Duan Huichuan's fingers hesitated across the Jiugongge keyboard, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't find something to say, so he gave up and typed a line: You too go to bed early.

He put the phone on the bedside table and waited for a while, making sure that no new messages came on, and couldn't help picking up the phone to send a good night.

As if instructed by a conditioned reflex, an identical good night came back quickly.

He stared at the two words sent back by the other party for a while, and suddenly felt that this conversation was weird.

But the mood became happy for no reason, and he simply didn't think about it, and even forgot all his resistance to Duan's family, and went back to the bed again, happily meeting Zhou Gong.

On that side, Yan Yijun stared at the cell phone that was gradually losing light, and was stunned for a rare moment.

His fingers unconsciously slid across the "I miss you" message that Duan Huichuan had sent by mistake, revealing a quiet smile in a trance.

He thought for a while, then dialed the phone number to the housekeeper, and the voice of the whipman quickly rang out from the other end of the phone: "Master Wu Zun, do you have something to order?"

"The second young master of the Duan family, is he here again today?"

The whipman was a little surprised, but he still replied firmly: "Yes."

Yan Yijun ordered lightly: "Go and tell him that I will go to Duan's house tomorrow, but I won't give him any promises. Everything depends on the 'spirit' of the Duan family."

The next day.

The sky is bright.Bright sunlight poured down from the eastern sky, polishing the cold corners of the manor.

The servants of the Fang family called the guests up early in the morning to have breakfast, the motorcade was already ready at the gate, and the whole manor looked serious and dignified in the silent busyness.

Obviously, in the eyes of the older generation, as long as there is something related to the ancestors, there is nothing that is not serious.

Infected by such an atmosphere, even Bai Jian was embarrassed to talk too much, for fear of saying the wrong thing.

"Fang Dong, what happened to the Fengshui Longxue half of what I talked about yesterday, and Duan's family? Don't be a fool." Haiyuan layman sat at the dining table, wiped his mouth with Bai Juan, held up the teacup and slowly Tun Tun blew on the floating leaves on his face.

Fang Yizheng sighed, and said: "My father finally found such a treasured land back then. I don't know how much painstaking effort it took. As a result, the news spread, and the Duan family used dirty tricks to divide half of it. If our Fang family monopolizes it This Shuanglong Treasure Cave may have doubled the family business in these years! How can the Duan family be arrogant!"

Fang Jun was infected by his father's emotions, and he nodded empathetically, filled with righteous indignation: "There is no good thing in the Duan family! They are obviously not competitors, but they always trip up our Fang family. Last year, I heard that the third son of the Duan family was out of business." He was in a vegetative state in a car accident, and he is still in a coma. Their family begged their grandpa to tell their grandma to look for a famous doctor every day, and his second child is an ignorant and ignorant fool. He really deserves it!"

"..." Duan Huichuan, who was scolded together, sneezed silently.

Fang Jun's gaze fell on him immediately, and he said with a sneer: "Master Duan, I didn't mention you. Although you may have belonged to the same family 500 years ago, how can those short-sighted guys of them climb up to you?"

Duan Huichuan helplessly rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling even worse.

He has not paid attention to the news of Duan's family in these years. It seems that after his father drove away this freak, he did not live well.

Not to mention schadenfreude or sympathy, for these two half-brothers with vague memory, he only has nothing to do with his indifference.

After all, he has already severed ties with the Duan family. Whether the other party is good or bad has nothing to do with him.

Layman Haiyuan ignored Fang Jun's gossip, but he sensed something unreasonable in it: "If what Mr. Fang said is true, it seems that the Duan family has not had a smooth life these years? But it's not right. Such a rare and auspicious feng shui treasure land, logically speaking, the Duan family's luck is strong, the worst thing is that they should be rich and wealthy, and the family is happy."

Bai Jian looked at Fang Yizheng curiously, as if she had heard a book, and couldn't help it. She asked her boss quietly, "Boss, why is half of this cemetery allocated? Could it be to find neighbors for the deceased?"

Duan Huichuan twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly: "Is it the food that tastes bad or the music that doesn't taste good? Shut up! Eat yours!"

"Oh……"

Fang Yizheng showed a mocking smile: "Isn't it? I wondered too. Due to the obstruction of the Duan family, my father failed to occupy the complete Shuanglongmai, but likewise, neither did the Duan family, because my father was in this matter. We refused to let go of the matter, so our two families agreed to share the luck of the intersection of the two dragons, each occupying one side of the dragon's veins, and setting their own acupoints and moving graves, which have nothing to do with each other."

Layman Haiyuan nodded: "It's a solution. But judging from the luck of your two families in the past few years, could it be that there is something wrong with the dragon's lair?"

"That's right." Fang Yizheng sighed with emotion: "To be precise, there is something wrong with the Duan family."

Everyone raised their heads and listened quietly to his next words.

Fang Yizheng squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then said: "I don't know the specific reason. The Duan family is very strict, but there must be something wrong. In the first few years, it was fine, the business was booming, and it even expanded to foreign countries. But the good times didn’t last long. At first, I heard that the eldest son in the family had some strange disease, which couldn’t be cured, and his wife died.”

Duan Huichuan's fingers holding the soup spoon tightened subconsciously. He lowered his eyes and buried his head in the soup as if nothing had happened, burying his expression in the soup bowl without anyone noticing.

"Later." Fang Yizheng continued, "Later, he continued and gave birth to two more sons, but these two sons, it is said that one is stupid and the other is weak. They are not very good anyway, but they made the old man of the Duan family very anxious. The eldest son who got sick has no news. I don’t know where he was sent for treatment, or he died of illness. I think it’s probably the latter.”

"There are two remaining heirs. The second one is really incompetent and a prodigal son. I heard that a subsidiary company was assigned to be responsible for him. Within a year, it became a mess and lost a lot of money. His father came out to wipe his ass. The third child is a sick child, and he was involved in a car accident last year, so he is useless."

"At this time, the old man of the Duan family suspected that there was something wrong with the feng shui of their ancestral grave. He did not know where to find a feng shui master and re-examined the feng shui of the ancestral hall. This investigation really found out the problem. The most hateful thing is that compared Their misfortunes never come singly, and our Fang family can be regarded as smooth sailing, so the Duan family insisted that our Fang family tampered with the dragon's lair and sucked away their luck! How dare we make an unreasonable request for us to move the grave !"

Fang Yizheng became more and more excited as he spoke, and slapped the table hard, almost knocking the bowl off: "This Duan family, relying on their strong family business and the natural advantages of land resources, has repeatedly bullied me because of the cemetery. Come on, do you think our Fang family is easy to bully?!"

Layman Haiyuan frowned, stroked his long beard, and his eyes were full of doubts: "If you ignore such an unreasonable request to move the grave, what can they do? Do they dare to dig the grave?"

"Hmph, of course they don't dare to dig a grave." Fang Jun replied angrily on behalf of his father, "They proposed to me many times to buy this land, but I rejected them all. But they took advantage of their own resources and used We tried our best, and managed to control the development rights of the nearby barren hills and land, threatening that if we don’t move the graves, we’ll split them up and cut off the dragon’s veins! Everyone, don’t think about it!”

Layman Haiyuan was very surprised: "This... is too harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself. Digging out the dragon's veins is detrimental to morality."

"Hmph, that family member feels that their family is in danger, so they don't care about their virtues!" Fang Yizheng snorted coldly, remained silent for a long time, then calmed down and smiled, "Anyway, it's roughly like this. After breakfast, I will take a few of you to the ancestral hall of our Fang family. I hope that lay masters and Master Duan can help us conduct a thorough investigation to see what is going on, and whether the Duan family released this intentionally for the sake of greed for my family's land. Set up rhetoric."

Everyone set off immediately after eating, and the journey took about three hours. The group followed the bumpy winding mountain road to the place where the Fang family's ancestral hall was set up.

This is an undeveloped barren mountain in the suburbs. There is a small waterfall in the shade of the mountain. The silvery white water rushes down the mountain from the top of the mountain, and merges into a ribbon-like stream at the foot of the mountain.

According to Feng Shui theory, a good Feng Shui treasure must be located in a bright hall surrounded by mountains and rivers and flat terrain. This unnamed mountain is lush with greenery and lush vegetation, and it is surrounded by mountains and rivers. The scenery is beautiful. Even if there is no dragon vein, it can still It can be called auspicious place.

Fang Yizheng ordered someone to remotely control the drone to fly over the top of the mountain, and the trend of the mountain range was shown on the screen. The east is high and the west is low, and the traces of the intersection of the two veins can be clearly seen.

The Fang family's ancestral hall is located on the head of one of the dragon veins, and the Duan family's is on the opposite side of it.

The convoy couldn't drive at the foot of the mountain, so the group could only get out of the car and walk up the mountain with their feet, and survey the trend of the nearby terrain by the way.

The pictures sent by the drone can only be used as a reference. In fact, Fengshui acupuncture points are more dependent on experienced Fengshui masters to judge where the dragon energy gathers and find dragon acupuncture points.

Layman Haiyuan is naturally an expert in this area, Duan Huichuan can only be counted as half, but he has a ring as a hook, after yesterday's Fengshui Bureau incident, no one dares to ignore his opinion.

After all, Layman Haiyuan is well-preserved. He is still healthy and strong in his [-]s, walking like flying. Fang Yizheng and other middle-aged men are far inferior in physical strength. By the time we finished the rugged mountain road, the scorching sun had reached mid-heaven.

After walking the last few steps, the field of vision suddenly widens, and the regular bluestone slabs are laid tightly under the feet, shrouded in sunlight and glowing with golden luster.

"This was originally a wasteland halfway up the mountain. Back then, my father invited the master of Longhu Mountain to find the dragon's acupuncture point, set it here, and leveled the whole area." Fang Yizheng introduced to everyone with a smile.

Haiyuan Layman heard Longhushan, closed his eyes and shook his head lightly in disdain, but he couldn't find anything wrong with it, so he said: "The eyesight is not bad."

As expected, they were enemies, Fang Yizheng hurriedly laughed along with him.

The Fang family's ancestral hall was built very tall, with two gatekeeper stone lions baring their teeth and claws in front of the gate, and the black tiles and white walls are full of ancient clumsiness and vicissitudes after years of washing.

The architectural style imitates the Ming and Qing Dynasties. It is built with green bricks. Eight huanghuali wood beams and columns support the dome.

Duan Huichuan followed Fang Yizheng into the interior of the ancestral hall, and his eyes glanced at the enshrined tablets on the incense table, the portraits of ancestors hanging on the wall, the purple-red rosewood tables and chairs, and the Ruijin carved incense burner.

The layout of the entire ancestral hall is as complete as a Ming and Qing Dynasty three-entry rich mansion, low-key and silently telling the luxury and wealth of the Fang family.

All the Fang family members knelt in front of the ancestral tablet with solemn expressions and kowtowed to offer incense, and Duan Huichuan followed him to a pillar to show respect.

He noticed that after entering the house, almost no one dared to speak loudly, even Fang Yizheng lowered his voice as much as possible, so as not to disturb the sleeping state of the ancestors, Fang Yizheng led everyone to visit the ancestral hall.

Duan Huichuan walked and watched, and came to the ear room alone. The window here was open, and as far as the eye could see, the rolling green hills were stacked on top of each other, shaded by greenery. From this direction, one could directly see the corner of the eaves of the Duan Family Ancestral Hall on the opposite hill. .

"On the opposite side is the ancestral hall of the Duan family." Fang Yizheng entered the house together with Haiyuan Layman.

Layman Haiyuan pondered and said, "Looking at it from here, I can't see any problems with Feng Shui. I wonder what advice Boss Duan has?"

Duan Huichuan nodded in agreement: "That's right, Fang Dong's father did choose a good place. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't confirm what the Duan family said."

Seeing that the two of them spoke in unison, Fang Yizheng gained confidence and waved his hand: "Okay then, let's go and have a look at the other side."

At this moment, Duan Huichuan suddenly felt the ring on his neck scald him!

His heart was shocked, and he subconsciously touched it through the shirt, and it was really unusual—could the abnormality of the ring be related to the feng shui problem of the Duan Family Ancestral Hall?

The last time such a situation happened was because of the sensing of the wealth-gathering stone. This time, could it be one of the three vacant grooves near here?So the induction was born.

As the ancestral hall of Duan's family in the group got closer, the anomaly from the ring became more and more intense. Duan Huichuan pulled up his neckline to barely block the light of the ring. He was almost sure that the incomplete three-diamond One of them is in the Duan Family Ancestral Hall!

Before coming, Duan Huichuan was still hesitating whether to continue to accept this commission. After all, he didn't want to have anything to do with the Duan family, but if it was related to the ring, these past grievances would no longer be important. Anyway, he All are inevitable.

I don't know what day it is, but many people have already gathered at the gate of the Duan family's ancestral hall.

When they arrived, just as a group of people filed out from the ancestral temple, Duan Huichuan raised his eyebrows in surprise. He actually saw an acquaintance—Zhang Pan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

A group of Duan family executives and family members in suits and leather shoes surrounded a middle-aged Taoist priest. He was wearing a knee-length gray Taoist robe and a simple bun on his head. Compliments are also ignored.

Zhang Pan was also in the crowd, following the steps of the gray-clothed Taoist priest, he was unremarkable except for his size.

Suddenly seeing Duan Huichuan standing opposite, Zhang Pan was taken aback, and quickly winked at him.

"Isn't this - Master Zhang Qin, the direct disciple of Longhushan?"

Seeing this scene, Fang Yizheng was surprised, his cheeks twitched violently, and suddenly his face sank, showing a hint of anger.

The Duan family is really good!How dare you poach his corner!

Originally, through the cooperation in the mine that year, Fang Yizheng barely established a little friendship with Longhushan.

Of course, he found Longhu Mountain immediately for the matter of the ancestral temple, and once again asked Zhang Qin Tianshi to come out of the mountain for help. The other party had already agreed, but in the end he changed his mind temporarily, saying that he could not find time, otherwise he would not have retreated. Secondly, I went to Haiyuan Layman.

Dare to say that if you can't find time, you become a guest of a competitor?

Seeing the people from the Fang family suddenly come to the door aggressively, Duan Mingchen, the second young master of the Duan family, came out more and more, frowned and sneered, "Chairman Fang, long time no see, you are not busy with moving the grave, what are you doing? Are you going to bring a group of old, weak, sick and disabled to the door of our Duan family?"

Fang Yizheng glanced at him coldly, ignoring the other party's rude provocation.

Fang Jun snorted softly, and spoke for his father: "I don't know how the Duan family teaches the younger generation. You, a prodigal son who doesn't deserve a name in the mall, dare to question my father? Is this how the Duan family treats guests? No."

"You!" Duan Mingchen was furious, his brows furrowed and twitched endlessly, he wanted to retaliate a few words but felt that he was disrespectful, his breath was choked in his throat, it was extremely uncomfortable.

A group of people from the Fang family were whispering around, and the people from the Duan family were looking at each other coldly. Several bodyguards walked forward slowly, ready to deal with any emergencies at any time.

Apparently, the two families had been at odds for a long time over the ancestral hall, and the grievances were deep.

"Don't you, you, there's no place for you to talk here. Hurry up and call your parents out." Fang Jun can't do anything else, but his dandy's ability is not to be outdone. When he met Duan Huichuan for the first time, he just flaunted it for a while. The mouth is about to suffer, and now someone is backing him, and his tongue is even more unscrupulous.

"Who dares to make noise in front of my Duan family's ancestral hall and disturb the peace of our ancestors!"

A vicissitudes but full of vigor came from the ancestral hall, and the tense confrontation and hustle and bustle at the door suddenly fell silent.

Everyone looked back one after another. A middle-aged man walked out of the ancestral hall with the help of an old man, slowly and steadily stepped over the high wooden lacquered threshold, and stopped on the highest bluestone brick.

The middle-aged man is Duan Yinzheng, the head of the Duan family. The old man he supports is thin and crooked, leaning on crutches, with wrinkles on his exposed face and back of his hands. He is wearing a black and red knee-high satin Tang suit, as if It can fall down when the wind blows.

But when those old and cloudy eyes swept over everyone present one by one, their eyes were hale and hearty, making people's hearts sink.

When caught by such eyes, Duan Mingchen shrank his neck involuntarily and hid in the crowd.

He has always been afraid of this strict and strict grandfather who is uncompromising at home, especially today when his mother is away and there is no one to protect him. His father only thinks about the vegetative person on the hospital bed who cannot wake up!

Obviously he is the only healthy son!

I think back when the Duan family made a fortune, the self-made old man of the Duan family caught up with a good time. After years of scrambling in the underworld, he turned his back on the beach. Because he was the third child in his family, he was nicknamed "Mr. Duan" ,Still in use.

As the saying goes, being rich can only last for three generations, the only son of Mr. Duan is pretty good at doing business, but unfortunately since he married his first wife, it has been getting worse every year.

So Duan Sanye suspected that there was something wrong with the feng shui of the ancestral hall, so he paid a lot of money to invite a famous feng shui master, and he really discovered a major hidden danger.

"Hiding for what? Do you think I can't see you by hiding behind others?" Third Master Duan sneered with a hoarse voice, squinting at the only healthy grandson with his slender eyes, stomping on his crutches, hating iron and steel He reprimanded loudly, "How did your father teach you? The visitor is a guest, so why are you disrespecting your elders in front of so many outsiders?!"

Third Master Duan paused, Duan Mingchen was dissatisfied in his heart, but on the face he had to listen respectfully, and he said coldly: "Even if it is a bad guest, it is still a guest."

This sentence really slapped the Fang family in the face.

"Hey, I know I was wrong, Grandpa." Duan Mingchen raised the corner of his mouth, and he knew that although Grandpa scolded him, he actually didn't take the Fang family seriously.

Fang Jun held back his anger and was about to refute, but Fang Yizheng stared at him and shrank back.

The Patriarch of the Duan family was born Zhou Zheng, and he vaguely resembles Duan Huichuan's eyebrows, which are different from Duan Sanye's fierceness. This kind of face makes him look more kind and kind, but the person in charge of the leader of the entire Duan family group, how can he compare with What about kindness and kindness?

"I don't know what kind of wind brought Fang Dong here today? Why don't you tell me in advance that you have brought so many people with you? I can make arrangements in advance and entertain you so as not to neglect the distinguished guests." Duan Yinzheng said gracefully Smiling, he walked towards the Fang family.

Fang Yizheng also smiled back, as if the embarrassing atmosphere just now did not exist at all: "Mr. Duan, you are being polite. I happened to bring a few nephews back to worship the ancestors today. I heard that Mr. Duan was there, so I stopped by to pay my respects. Sorry to bother you."

"It's easy to say." Duan Yinzheng nodded enthusiastically. His eyes swept across the crowd, who looked nothing like the Fang family's Haiyuan Layman and Duan Huichuan beside him. The smile on his face suddenly froze.

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