After hearing Yang Huazhong's words, Liu Dixian said nothing, but looked at the area at the foot of the mountain across the river, and then took out a compass from his arms.

The compass looks very simple and unremarkable. At first glance, it looks like it is dragging a big moon cake.

He didn't know where he fiddled with the compass, and something like a pointer on the compass suddenly started spinning.

Suddenly left and now right, jumping and swinging constantly.

Liu Dixian walked forward following the guidance of the pointer. He walked in front, and everyone behind him hurriedly followed.

Liu Dixian walked fast, and everyone followed closely. Liu Dixian walked slowly, and everyone slowed down.

One by one, they bent their heads to look at the compass in Liu Dixian's hand, and they were extremely curious about that thing.

"Everyone, please don't get too close, as it will delay Mr. Liu's survey of the terrain." One of the village elders warned.

Everyone smiled coquettishly and stopped moving toward the compass.

After crossing the river, Liu Dixian turned around and said to everyone: "Just wait here."

Yang Huazhong said: "Mr. Liu, do you want me to help you? Pass me something or something?"

Liu Dixian shook his head, his eyes still focused on the compass in his hand, and he muttered something incomprehensible to everyone.

Yang Huazhong wisely stood aside and did not delay Liu Dixian's survey of the terrain.

"Come, uncle, smoke, I'll light the fire for you." Blacksmith Luo took out the dry smoke he had prepared in advance and began to greet several village elders.

Several village elders nodded, and everyone sat on the ground smoking, drinking tea, and chatting.

Yang Ruoqing came to Yang Huazhong and said softly: "Dad, when we get here, it is Mr. Liu's stage. He is the protagonist. We can also help make up for it. Come over and sit down and rest."

Yang Huazhong said: "It's okay, I'm not tired. You go and greet some village elders."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Uncle Luo is here, I will stand with dad."

The father and daughter stood there, looking at Liu Dixian over there, without saying anything.

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes and followed Liu Dixian's figure.

To be honest, she really couldn't understand the mystery of Liu Dixian's survey. She only knew that he walked through the weeds in front of him with a compass in his hand, and then walked through the cemetery.

Walking back and forth, walking back and forth, sometimes fast and sometimes slowly, sometimes even stopping for a long time, as if looking at something, hearing something, or smelling something.

You even have to lie down, put your ears to the ground, listen, and tap lightly on the ground with two fingers.

Or you can use a small shovel that you carry with you to shovel some soil, put it between your fingers, explore it carefully, smell it, and shake your head or nod.

He bent down from time to time, picked up stones on the ground and placed them somewhere.

Then after walking for a while, he took out a white veil and tied it to a nearby tree.

"Mr. Liu, what are you doing?" Yang Huazhong couldn't understand.

Yang Ruoqing also said she didn't understand this.

When she saw Mr. Liu coming with a shovel earlier, she thought he was here to rob the tomb, haha...

The father and daughter returned to the village elder and his friends. They all sat together and waited patiently. While waiting, they discussed what Mr. Liu was doing by placing those stones on the ground and tying those handkerchiefs...

…

From the time the sun rose to when it moved directly overhead, more than two hours probably passed.

It's almost noon, and the late spring and early summer sun is getting a bit brighter.

Just when everyone had finished smoking and almost finished drinking the tea, Liu Dixian finally came over.

"Sir is here, sir is here."

Everyone stood up quickly, rushed towards him, and surrounded Liu Dixian in the middle.

Without waiting for Yang Huazhong and Blacksmith Luo to ask, Liu Dixian said to them: "Go back and ask someone to bring gypsum powder and sprinkle it along the place where I put the stones and tied the handkerchief. When digging the foundation, just follow the gypsum powder."

dig."

Everyone immediately understood Liu Dixian's intention. It turned out that those stones and veils were for marking.

"Sir, are you digging according to the gypsum powder, and what you dig out is the foundation?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Liu Dixian nodded: "I have drawn the hall, wing rooms, and everything else. Just dig it out first. I will come back after digging."

In other words, the matter ends here for the time being.

"Sir, since the foundation has been selected, let's go back to the village first. It's already noon, and everyone must be hungry. Let's go home and eat first." Yang Ruoqing came over and said to Liu Dixian.

Liu Dixian nodded, and everyone went back to the Luo family in Changping Village.

At this time, Mrs. Sun, Wang Cuilian, Mrs. Sun, and Bao Suyun were all cooking in the kitchen. The fragrant and spicy smell of vegetables could be smelled as soon as they entered the courtyard gate, which aroused everyone's appetite.

At the dinner table, everyone took turns serving Liu Dixian's wine, which made Liu Dixian drunk.

"It seems that Mr. Liu can't go back today. I asked Cuilian to clean up a guest room. He will stay at our house tonight. I will send Mr. Liu back when he wakes up tomorrow," Blacksmith Luo said.

…

When it got dark, Liu Dixian finally woke up.

"It's really rude and disrespectful. I got drunk and made everyone laugh."

Liu Dixian was very embarrassed when he learned that he was drunk and almost slipped under the table.

However, Blacksmith Luo said boldly: "Sir, you are serious. There is nothing to be embarrassed about being drunk. Rough guys like us will get drunk countless times throughout the year."

"Take the people who eat bills at the banquet table as an example. Who has never been drunk? There are many drunk people sleeping in pigsties and sleeping on the road, hahaha..."

Tiejiang Luo's words completely resolved Liu Dixian's embarrassment.

While the two were drinking tea and talking, Yang Ruoqing also came over.

"Sir, are you awake? The dinner is also cooked. Sir, why don't you go wash your face and eat?" Yang Ruoqing greeted warmly.

After dinner, Yang Huazhong heard that Liu Dixian was awake and came over even though he didn't bother to wash his feet and go to bed.

Liu Dixian had slept all afternoon. After eating at night, he was full of energy and did not sleep at all.

Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang accompanied Liu Dixian to drink tea and engage in household chores. Yang Ruoqing also accompanied him, eating melon seeds and listening.

She actually didn't understand a lot of the things they talked about.

But it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand. She is responsible for paying for the Taoist temple. Again, she has to do good logistics and ensure supply and demand.

As the night went on and on, the topic became more and more in-depth.

In the end, I don’t know who brought the topic from the Taoist temple to the mass graves, and then to the incident of singing at the entrance of the village that Sheng Nan’s father saw when he was sleeping in the cemetery.

"Mr. Liu, this is what happened to my father-in-law. He really frightened us." Yang Huazhong said, still feeling frightened when talking about this matter.

Liu Dixian, on the other hand, didn't make any fuss, as if he was not surprised.

"That place has a lot of yin energy and deep resentment. In addition, your in-laws have had bad luck in the past two years, so it's not uncommon for evil spirits to happen to you." He said.

Yang Huazhong nodded.
Chapter completed!