The two people talking in front of the wooden door, one is a wealthy man with tens of billions of dollars in property, and the other is a doctor of archaeology and a great scholar studying in the United States. Every word said by such two people cannot be a joke.

"Brother, just say it directly. After so many years, we are the four brothers, only you and me. If I don't even believe you, who else can I believe?"

"Okay, I'll be relieved if you say this. Guofu, it's not that my brother doesn't believe you. It's really your achievements now. You can't get too much of these things. Tombs, Feng Shui, dragon veins, strictly speaking, these can be regarded as feudal dregs and superstition."

"Okay, okay, why are you even chanting an official voice? I know whether you are superstitious or not, so I can talk about serious things."

When Lu Guofu said this, he took out a key from his shirt pocket and wanted to unlock the lock, but was stopped by Lu Guoqiang.

"Don't say these words in front of the spiritual throne of our ancestors. Guofu, when I climbed the mountain and sang the geography, I found that all the land veins around Dianlong Mountain had undergone slight changes. It was like someone in the dark, fiddling with chessboards, and moving the landscape layout of the entire region. You may not believe it, but this is true. When we were young, we climbed the highest Jiming Mountain more than once, climbed high and looked into the distance, and we were very familiar with the mountains around the village. The changes in the world and the movement of the earth's crust may cause changes in the location of mountains, rivers, but this was definitely not the change. You don't know how terrifying the feeling was at that time. How could we describe it? It was like someone standing in the clouds looking down at me, sneering, looking high above, and treating the people as ants."

Lu Guoqiang was obviously trapped in memories from eighteen years ago, and he fell deeply. Even when he was talking, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Brother, you have learned too much knowledge and thought too much. This world is still materialistic, so how can there be any noble god? Even if there is, I, Lu Guofu, can do it right and sit upright, and be worthy of this world!" Lu Guofu frowned violently. Although he said that, his right hand shook obviously.

"What if there is really?"

Lu Guoqiang shook his head vigorously, as if he had pulled out of his deep memories. But at this time, his eyes were obviously no longer calm.

"We have been doing archaeological work and excavated many ancient tombs. From emperors, generals, and peddlers and pawns to find a Feng Shui treasure land after death. Some are for the sake of concealing future generations, some are for the sake of enjoying their own happiness after death, and some do you know what it is for?"

Lu Guoqiang paused, and in a few seconds he squeezed out four words from his teeth, "Immortality".

"The ancients value superstition and fear of ghosts and gods. These can be explained, but what does it have to do with our family's Feng Shui?"

"There is a law in the physics community called energy conservation. It believes that the energy in the universe is constant and will not be produced out of thin air or disappear out of thin air. If Feng Shui and luck are also an energy, then the luck of our Lu family may be almost over. It has been said before that our ancestors migrated from the Central Plains. Building a tomb in Dianlong Mountain is equivalent to forcibly occupying other people's dragon veins. This is a way to harm others and benefit oneself. Think about it carefully, in the past few decades, except for you and me, who else is rich and noble in the village? On the contrary, the village is getting poorer year by year, and everyone has gone out. I have checked the county annals before the Republic of China. Not only our village, but the entire county, have never produced any great figures in all dynasties, and even a few people passed the imperial examinations."

"Is it so serious?"

Lu Guofu took a deep breath, stared at the brother in front of him. Such expressions appeared on the face of a billionaire, obviously very few.

"Actually, eighteen years ago, I thought I had read it wrong. Later, I returned to the United States to continue my academic research and no longer thought about these things. But the more I wanted to escape, the more the scene at that time was entangled with me like a nightmare. I began to use the most advanced geographic instruments and satellite imaging technology in the United States to observe the changes in Longshan. For eighteen years, the direction of the earth veins has been changing. Although this change is insignificant for people who are not familiar with it, for me, this is a terrible nightmare. Later, I returned to China alone to find a master who said that if I want to solve this situation, I can only open a coffin and move the tomb. But once the Feng Shui pattern is broken, if it is not handled properly, you and I, including future generations, will suffer. Moreover, we have missed the best time to open the coffin..."

After saying the last word, Lu Guoqiang was silent. The two brothers stood in front of the wooden door in a daze, and no one spoke again. The rain on the sky above the patio was getting heavier and heavier, and drops of transparent water droplets rolled down from the eaves, some splashed on the stones, and some melted into the moss.

On the south side of the ancestral hall, about fifty steps away from the wooden door, there are two old houses, which were the residences of the two Lu brothers when they were young. At this time, there were two children in the house, sorting out the old things of their grandfathers. One of them was Lu Tingfang, who was the grandson of Lu Guoqiang, who was fourteen years old. Because of his excellent grades, he skipped to a provincial key high school in advance, and his grades were among the best in the school. Not only that, under the influence of his grandfather Lu Guoqiang, Lu Tingfang was proficient in history, poetry, ancient languages, classical Chinese and many foreign languages ​​at a young age, and was a star-like figure in the family. Compared with him, Lu Xin, who was only nine years old and a little willful, seemed insignificant.

"The burial is to take advantage of the vitality. The qi will disperse when the wind rides on the wind, and stop when the boundary water. The ancients gathered it and did not disperse, and the practice of the practice will stop, so it is called Feng Shui. The method of Feng Shui is the best, and the wind is the second... Feng Shui mysterious art is also the art of green wood. Those who learn to learn should have the ability to persevere in the geography and secluded. Our Lu family has passed on the "Fa Shandi Funeral Sutra" for generations, but when the situation is turbulent, Lu Ji is not well-kept in keeping it well, and he is ashamed of his ancestors and descendants..."

Lu Xin was lying on the old bed where his grandfathers slept, rolling around and enjoying himself. Lu Tingfang, who liked to read, picked up an ancient book with yellowed paper. The book was very old, and when it was opened, a lot of dust fell. The characters in the book were written in brushes, traditional Chinese, looking at the age, at least from the Republic of China period.

"The Dharma Sutra of Burial? What a strange name. There is also a Buddhist scripture called the Ksitigarbha Sutra, but it is not a burial of tombs. My grandfather said that our family made a living by helping people read Feng Shui for a long time. It seems that this diary is about the history."

Lu Tingfang frowned slightly, muttering quietly while flirting with the book. It can be seen that it is not easy to read the ancient books in his hand with his knowledge.

"Brother Tingfang, what is the Dharma Shandi burial scripture? Is it a martial arts secret book? Can you fly over the eaves and walk on the wall after you have finished it? Let me see, let me see."

Lu Xin seemed to hear something interesting, and he turned over and jumped off the bed, snatched the book without saying a word. Lu Tingfang was fascinated by reading the book, and there was no time to react. His fingers subconsciously grabbed the pages of the book tightly. He heard a "hiss" sound, and the whole book was pulled in half.

The sudden scene scared Lu Tingfang to cover his mouth. This was something left by his ancestors. If the adults saw it, they would be scolded to death. For a moment, Lu Tingfang stood there a little at a loss.

"Hmph, I thought it was a martial arts secret book. Dharma, goodness, land... whatever is related to it, it's boring!"

Lu Xin didn't care about so much, let alone thought about it. Seeing that he couldn't understand a word of the book in his hand, he immediately threw it aside. At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the house, and a couple were walking quickly towards the house.

"Xiao Xin, hide the book under the bed, don't let your uncle see it, otherwise the red envelopes for the New Year will be gone."

...

There is a small hill behind the Lu Family Ancestral Hall. After climbing over the hillside and walking to the east for half an hour, you can reach the foot of Dielongshan. Looking up, the mountain is only a hundred meters high and the vegetation is very sparse, so there is nothing surprising. When Lu Xin followed his elders to the top of Dielongshan, it happened to be noon.

The top of the mountain is the highest point of a mountain. For the Dianlong Mountain in the village, the top of the mountain is also called the Dragon Head by the locals. It has the meaning of the dragon raising its head and swaying to the sky. In fact, Dianlong Mountain is just a small part of the entire mountain range, and the end of the mountain range extending from east to west. Its boundary water flows, except that it has no eyes, and looks like a dragon head. Looking down from a high point, there is a lake-transformed reservoir directly in front of Dianlong Mountain, and a stream flows in between the north and south. If you take a drone aerial photo, you will find that the entire mountain range is really like a Dianlong flying from the east. The two streams in the north and south are dragon beards, and the lake in front is dragon balls. For such a landform, ordinary people may think that this is a Feng Shui treasure land.

"The dragon raised its head and flew in the sky, and the purple air came from the east! I have to say that our ancestors were wise. Putting aside the feng shui metaphysics, this place is also full of scenery and charming mountains and rivers."

"Yes, our Lu family ancestors should have a very profound attainment in Feng Shui. Without advanced measurement tools, it is amazing to be able to build the ancestral tomb in a position of the dragon's eye. This not only shows the purple air coming from the east, but also the god of finishing the dragon's finishing touch. Unfortunately, the lake at the dragon's mouth was converted into a reservoir when we were young. The dragon ball fairy energy dissipated, and the Feng Shui situation was no longer complete. No matter how powerful the ancestors were, they were still human, and they were not counted as the changes in the world in a thousand years."

When they climbed up to the distance, the Lu brothers standing on the top of the mountain looked at the familiar scenery and recalled the years of childhood, they couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. The higher the person is, the more lonely he is in his heart.

"I heard from the people below that there were warlocks Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng in the Tang Dynasty who were ordered by Emperor Taizong to predict the future. They wrote Tuibei Pictures together. They could see that the future generations have been for thousands of years, but they didn't know whether it was true or not. My elder brother is an expert in history. Do you have any opinions on this legend?"

"Hahahaha, what can you think of is nothing more than a fabrication and adaptation by later generations, and modern people are curious and distorted. It is estimated that there will be such supernatural powers in the next thousands of years. Physics has a way to travel through time, but the premise is that our speed exceeds the speed of light, which is impossible in itself."

Just as the two brothers were having a good time chatting, a child ran over from a distance.

"Grandpa, grandpa, the things for ancestor worship are ready. Uncle will ask you two to come over."

"Hahaha, it's Xiao Xin, okay, let's go here. Go back and tell your uncle that you can start setting off firecrackers."

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, fireworks and firecrackers sounded over Dianlong Mountain. Everyone in the village knew that the wealthy and powerful Lu family were about to start worshiping their ancestors again.
Chapter completed!