Chapter 616

Son, you're really going to move the grave!

Yeah! Now we can't hide it.

I think these days are pretty good.

I think so too.

What should we do now? Once the grave is dug up, the secret will be out.

What to do?

The old method!

What method?

The dream-sending method!

Lin Xiangdong and Liang Shiyun chatted back and forth, then looked over at Aunt Wang sitting to the side.

"Big brother, big sister, if I keep saying this, Xiao Feng will suspect." Aunt Wang said helplessly.

When naming the child, we had sent dreams several times.

Liang Shiyun said: "Once or twice, then a third time; I see Xiao Feng hasn't said anything."

Aunt Wang had been listening to both of them; since they'd decided, she could only nod.

Then she picked up her phone.

It was exactly eight o'clock in the evening.

Lin Feng was sitting face-to-face with Zhao Yuwan eating a candlelit dinner.

"From now on, if Wang Yu comes looking for you, don't pay her any attention."

Lin Feng said lightly.

Zhao Yuwan raised her head, looking at Lin Feng somewhat puzzled.

Lin Feng explained: "Yu Yanni was schemed against by Wang Yu, and speaking of it, she even used you..."

Zhao Yuwan said: "Then I won't pay her any attention."

Zhao Yuwan said, picking up her phone and directly blacklisting Wang Yu's phone number.

In the entertainment industry, Zhao Yuwan is famously straightforward.

Lin Feng smiled and said nothing.

Just then, the phone rang.

Lin Feng picked up his phone and saw it was Aunt Wang calling.

"Aunt, why are you calling so late? What's up?" Lin Feng asked.

Aunt Wang said: "Just now I had a dream, and I dreamed of your parents again. They said, don't move the grave; they're living quite well there."

Isn't it supposed to be a grave that cuts off descendants?

Lin Feng didn't understand.

Aunt Wang said: "Xiao Feng, this is all superstition, not to be taken seriously. If it really were a grave that cuts off descendants, we wouldn't have two sons and so many daughters."

That's true!

Lin Feng nodded, thinking: Kong Ming said feng shui is superstition, but is dream-sending not superstition?

Since Aunt Wang said that, Lin Feng could only agree.

Because, speaking of souls, that old couple really are without descendants.

Also, no matter how powerful the grave, it can't affect one's own head.

Lin Feng certainly didn't believe in dream-sending either; from a psychological standpoint, Aunt Wang is probably just missing her parents too much!

After hanging up, Lin Feng called Yang Caiwei and canceled the grave relocation.

"Not moving it?"

Seeing Lin Feng put down his phone, Zhao Yuwan casually asked.

Lin Feng nodded: "Forget it, no more trouble; it's all superstition, I still believe man can conquer nature."

Zhao Yuwan hummed lightly and said blandly: "I'm full."

"Just that little?" Lin Feng frowned.

Zhao Yuwan said helplessly: "I have to keep my figure! I've taken on a new drama, filming in a few days; if I get fat, I'll have to slim down."

As she said that, she stood up and sat in Lin Feng's arms.

She was about to twist, when Lin Feng's phone rang again.

The call was from Daoist Kong Ming.

"Boss Lin, the grave must be moved! I really didn't misread. Your fortune is now at its peak, but there's no guarantee it won't decline..."

Daoist Kong Ming gave a sincere, earnest plea.

After that, Lin Feng smiled and said: "No moving the grave; help me with something else instead! I'll still give you the ten million."

Amitabha!

"I heard that decades ago, the little Japanese took many stones from our Guo Jia and built a tower to suppress the nation's fortune. The tower visible on the surface is mostly fake; go find the real one."

"Go there! I don't understand the language; all I know is 'Ya mei die' and 'you cool'..."

"Just get a translator; I'll introduce you to one and send his number later."

Okay!

After hanging up, Lin Feng sent Yang Huairi's phone number to Daoist Kong Ming.

Boss Lin finally put down his phone.

Then he saw Zhao Yuwan pouting.

Lin Feng immediately set his phone to airplane mode. Playful ellipsis…

Lin Feng's side has stopped moving the grave, but Qian Shihao's side hasn't stopped.

The night is dark and windy.

The four guards watching the cemetery are sitting in the duty room playing cards.

If no one from above comes to inspect, they won't go out to patrol in the middle of the night.

Such a vast cemetery, with graves packed side by side, walking inside at night with a flashlight makes even the bravest feel creepy.

Especially some damn ones, showing off, they replace the photos on the tombstones with those 3D cards that are not only reflective but show different expressions from different angles.

Seeing this will scare people to death.

The new guard is a young man with terrible luck.

He's been losing big, already down several hundred dollars.

If he keeps losing like that, by the time he gets off work, won't he lose a few thousand?

What the three veteran guards don't know is that this new guard is losing on purpose.

Just to keep the three of them from going on patrol, to watch whatever surveillance.

At most two hours, and it'll be settled!

By then he'll win back all his losses and quit first thing tomorrow morning.

Actually, the young guard has already been bribed by Qian Shihao's people, just in case.

Over a dozen men in black, shovels and hoes in hand, dig hard.

The graves of Lin Dongxian and Liang Shiyun are especially hard.

Because the surface soil layer has been baked hard by burning paper money.

Fortunately, after digging a few feet down, the soil becomes loose.

Finally, after digging two or three meters down, two intact coffins were revealed.

"Master, should we open this coffin?"

Qian Shihao looked at Ancient Master and asked in a low voice.

Ancient Master smiled and said: "No need, just place your ancestors' remains on top of this coffin. Sharing a bit of luck is enough; there's no need to go to extremes."

Qian Shihao nodded.

Ancient Master waved his hand, and two disciples brought over a large vat.

The vat was wrapped in red silk and covered in runes.

The two disciples placed the vat on the two coffins, then buried them with soil.

In the darkness, Ancient Master's mouth curled slightly.

When he was a child, his father disappeared, leaving only his mother.

This time, taking advantage of the opportunity, he mixed his mother's bones into it.

This way, he can also borrow some luck for himself!

Besides, his mother liked handsome men in life; looking at Qian Shihao's appearance, his ancestors must have been good-looking too……

The grave mound was quickly restored.

Although it looks a bit new, the weather forecast says there will be rain these two days; once washed by the rain, no trace will remain.

Afterward, the group sneaked down the mountain.

Ancient Master, seeking merit, frowned and said: "Boss Qian, this time I'm literally gambling with my life! Doing this will bring heavenly punishment."

Qian Shihao laughed and said: "Don't worry, Ancient Master, I'll remember your kindness!"

Ancient Master gave a hehe laugh.

Just then, a snake darted out from the side, and Ancient Master stepped on its tail.

The angry snake bit Ancient Master's leg in one snap.

Ancient Master shone his flashlight on it, yelped "ah ya", leapt up, and landed right in the roadside ditch.

Then came a miserable scream as he tumbled down the hillside.

A few minutes later, when Qian Shihao and his gang found Ancient Master, they saw the back of his head hit a sharp rock and he died!

Qian Shihao took a deep breath.

Ancient Master really is righteous!

He sacrificed himself to fulfill me, Qian someone!

Amazing, this state of mind is truly noble.

Everyone looked at each other.

Qian Shihao sighed, "Amitabha! We weren't here tonight, you know?"

Ancient Master's two disciples nodded repeatedly.

Now the mistress can openly be with him.