Chapter 463: A New Fish Pond

"Xiao Liu, you fell too?"

When Lin Feng and Yang Caiwei left, Yang Yu saw that Yang Caiwei's gait was a bit odd and asked.

"Fell, I also fell…"

Yang Caiwei said awkwardly.

Yang Yu said lightly, "Lin Feng has been unlucky lately; keep your distance from him."

"I won't!"

Saying that, Yang Caiwei dragged Lin Feng away.

Lin Feng looked at Tu Dou Xiong with a strange expression.

But he quickly understood.

Given Tu Dou Xiong's strength, he probably hasn't seen a limping woman before.

Sigh~

Should I give him a reminder?

Thinking about it, I decide to let it be, because it's inappropriate.

Even if this guy is bad, he's still my own father-in-law.

Lin Feng didn't strike Tu Dou Xiong, but his companion Xiao Shijiu, after Lin Feng and Yang Caiwei left, whispered a few words into Yang Yu's ear.

Yang Yu's eyes widened instantly.

On the nearby medical monitor, Yang Yu's blood pressure spiked, triggering an alarm.

Fortunately, a doctor rushed over immediately.

Yang Yu finally understood what Lin Feng's look meant when he left.

Damn, so annoying.

Yang Caiwei and Lin Feng returned together to Sihe Courtyard.

"Senior brother... keep going!"

Yang Caiwei, holding Lin Feng's hand, said.

Lin Feng shook his head, "Not today."

"Why?"

Yang Caiwei asked curiously.

Lin Feng laughed, "When your injury heals, we'll go through the cave again!"

Actually, what Lin Feng meant was... hmm, how to explain?

Right, it's like entering a sealed cave in a cultivation world.

After Lin Feng opens the boundary array, he must leave immediately and wait for it to dissolve naturally.

Then he can come and go freely.

But if the boundary array is opened on the first day and he stays too long, it drains energy, and the array will automatically seal.

Then, each subsequent time, it must be opened anew.

Wouldn't that be troublesome?

May 12.

Lin Feng, Guo Yanru, Guo Yanqiu, Guo Yanwen, Qin Li, Daoist Master Kong Ming and his two disciples boarded the plane.

After the plane took off, Qin Li sat beside Daoist Master Kong Ming, asking this and that.

Kong Ming was patient enough, giving Qin Li various pointers.

It sounded quite reasonable.

Lin Feng pretended to nap nearby, occasionally pouting.

Kong Ming was merely using a kind of rhetoric.

The kind of seemingly plausible but ambiguous answer.

After receiving the answer, Qin Li nodded repeatedly, thinking Daoist Master Kong Ming's Dao was profound.

In fact, she was interpreting Kong Ming's words in her own way.

One must admit, these charlatans becoming multimillionaires do have some skill.

The skill of deceiving people.

This guy also hasn't met Qi Yao.

Otherwise he'd be choked and unable to speak.

After getting off the plane and taking a car home, it was exactly 11:30 am.

Guo Yanru's investment, actually Lin Feng's money, added an asphalt highway near Guo Yanru's home.

There was also a wide concrete road leading straight to Guo Yanru's house.

This time back, the family kept a very low profile.

But within two hours of arriving home, many people showed up in the Guo family's courtyard.

Having invested several hundred million, people always come to thank in person.

Some relatives who benefited from Guo Yanru also drove over.

Luckily they'd already had lunch; otherwise they'd have to host a meal.

Lin Feng disliked the socializing and took a nap in his room.

By around four in the afternoon, the guests had left.

Lin Feng finally got up, and the family, with Kong Ming and his two junior disciples, followed by some curious neighbors, went to Guo Qingyuan's burial site.

It was a hillside.

Kong Ming held a compass and walked several rounds around a few Guo family graves.

Finally he pinched his fingers to count, then furrowed his brows.

Qin Li saw the expression on Daoist priest Kong Ming's face and hurriedly asked, "Daoist priest, what's wrong?"

Daoist priest Kong Ming said, "On this spot, when the burial was first done, wasn't water ever dug up?"

Qin Li widened her eyes, nodded, and said, "Yes, yes!"

Lin Feng looked at Kong Ming with a puzzled expression.

If this old Daoist didn't have a bit of cultivation, he'd be nothing short of a geologist.

Daoist priest Kong Ming said, "There was before, now there isn't. If you don't believe, dig a few shovelfuls to test."

Guo Yanwen had brought a shovel when he arrived.

He immediately, not far from his father's grave, began to dig down with the shovel.

Guo Qingyuan's coffin was not buried deep; the pit's depth just exceeded the coffin's top, then earth was piled around it.

People here say that shallow earth burials are more likely to cause problems.

Actually the more important reason is that this place is too damp; if dug deeper, the coffin would end up submerged in water.

This time Guo Yanwen dug nearly a meter deep, and the soil was very dry.

"How could this happen?"

Guo Yanwen took a clod of compacted yellow earth from the pit and exclaimed in surprise.

As a university student, Guo Yanwen is not superstitious, but this situation now fills him with doubt.

Accompanying neighbor Auntie Song said, "Over the mountain last year they dug a huge fish pond, over ten mu in size; could that have ruined our feng shui here?"..

As soon as the words finished, the villagers who had followed here all furrowed their brows.

In this graveyard, many of their deceased relatives are also buried in this area.

Daoist priest Kong Ming said, "If I'm not mistaken, when someone in the village dies, they're buried shallowly; that's because the cemetery is too dry and also too moist, both are not good."

It was fine before, but now it's too dry. In a few years this Hillside will become barren from drought, and if heavy rain comes, landslides will occur...

"Master, what should we do?"

Someone shouted.

Besides the Guo family, among those present, someone was even more concerned about this issue.

Kong Ming hadn't answered yet, Qin Li slapped her thigh and said, "I finally get it, it's because it slipped, no wonder the boss always can't get pregnant!"

She interpreted it as "slipped pregnancy".

"Take me quickly to see that fish pond."

Daoist priest Kong Ming said.

Someone immediately took the lead, leading Kong Ming up a side path; after crossing the mountaintop, they saw a lake‑like clear water.

Kong Ming glanced and exclaimed, "Actually! This fish pond was originally a great place for a flourishing lineage! What a pity, what a pity!"

Lin Feng laughed and said, "If they really bury people here, I bet within a year even the coffin boards will rot away."

Kong Ming shook his head and said, "Mr. Lin, that's not certain. You've surely heard of wet corpses, right? When submerged, if the water is rich in antibacterial mineral elements, a body can be preserved for thousands of years!"

Lin Feng fell silent.

"Master, what should we do now?"

Qin Li stepped forward and asked.

Kong Ming said, "The best solution is to fill this fish pond. Otherwise, we can only relocate the graves."

When this fish pond was excavated, it diverted water from the mountain range here... This pond was built so well; it can keep water constantly and doesn't worry about flooding when heavy rain falls. Brilliant, truly brilliant!