Huatian Villa Community is located near Shizhong District, and the area here is worth every inch of land.

Almost all those who can buy their villas here are billionaires.

I really didn't expect that Mr. Wen introduced us to such a big customer this time.

The car drove directly into the yard, and as soon as he got off the car, a middle-aged man walked towards him.

The man was a little obese, with a big belly, wearing a big gold chain, a big gold watch and a few big gold rings on his fingers, and he looked like he was getting rich at first glance.

"The Taoist priests have worked hard all the way. My surname is Qi and my name is Lei."

As he said that, the middle-aged man stepped forward and shook hands with us one by one.

The master smiled: "I am friendly!"

When Mr. Qi heard my master's name, he was surprised and said, "Master Ding, I have long admired him. I guess this one is Master Du Ao Du Du, right?"

As he said that, Mr. Qi looked at Master Du again. Master Du nodded slightly and shook hands with Mr. Qi.

As for Feng Xuehan and I, Mr. Qi, also shook hands enthusiastically, and what heroes are young and young! Such nonsense as young and promising.

When I saw this guy was a frying old man in the mall. It sounded nice but had no nutrition.

Master Du was not far from going around the corner and went straight to the point: "Mr. Qi, I heard from Mr. Wen that you want to move to the funeral, but I don't know what's going on!"

When Mr. Qi heard Taoist Du ask about this, he smiled awkwardly: "Oh! There is something happening, let's talk in the house, and the house says!"

As he said that, Mr. Qi invited us into the room.

The room is big and magnificent, with all the main colors in gold, and several Filipino maids were hired.

We sat down separately, and the Filipino maid served us tea.

Then Mr. Qi ordered all the bodyguards and Filipino maids around him, but did not speak out on his own initiative, but took out a box from the sofa.

We didn't know what Mr. Qi was going to do, so we just looked at him.

Mr. Qi placed the box, then opened the password lock with his hand, and finally opened the box.

Just as Mr. Qi opened the box, Lao Feng and I, who were sitting aside, couldn't help but widen our eyes and gasped.

I saw that the box was neatly tidy and full of RMB, which looked so dazzling.

Before this was over, Mr. Qi opened the box and pushed the RMB in front of the master and Taoist Master Du, and then spoke: "Two Taoist Masters, this is one million. Please accept it!"

Damn, what does this mean? The rich man has reached this point? He will give him one million when he meets him.

This is the first time I have seen such a generous financial supporter in twenty years.

But the old guys like the master and Taoist Du, who had experienced the storm, just glanced at him and didn't care much about it.

After all, there is no free lunch in this world, so I am afraid it is not easy to give it one million.

The master said, "Mr. Qi, are you?"

Mr. Qi smiled indifferently and did not answer immediately. Instead, he took out a big cigar and lit it on his own. After taking a deep breath, he spoke to us: "Two Taoist priests, you have also seen the strength of me, Qi. I am rich, I am very rich. For this million, this is your appearance fee. If it is done, there will be a reward."

"Mr. Qi, we are just Taoist priests. If you can help, we should try our best to help. The money is secondary. If you ask us to do it, it is probably not as simple as moving the grave, right?" Taoist priest Du also felt the trick. If there is a grave relocation, it would be a million yuan? Or the appearance fee?

Even Feng Xuehan and I, who were standing next to me, felt something was wrong.

When Mr. Qi heard this, he put the cigar on the ashtray, and then continued to speak to us: "Actually! The main thing is to move the graves to my dad and grandpa, but there are some things in it..."

Speaking of this, Mr. Qi became hesitant.

"Something is something, please tell me straight..." the master urged.

Mr. Qi sighed: "Say that! I, Mr. Qi, can have everything I have today, this mansion, luxury car, this big gold chain, a big gold watch, and a development company. It's all because my father and grandfather's ancestral grave is well buried! Feng Shui can bring blessings to me."

"Mr. Qi, since the feng shui of Guigong is good, why do you still need to move?" Master Du was also puzzled.

When Mr. Qi heard this, he sighed again: "Master Taoist, you don't know. Ten years ago, my family was poor. My father and grandfather were burning coal and heating at home, but they were poisoned to death. At that time, a Taoist priest passed by my house and asked the Taoist priest to build a water and land dojo for my father and grandfather..."

Next, Mr. Qi told us one by one about what happened ten years ago.

Mr. Qi said that the Taoist priest was very good and had real skills.

Not only did the rituals well, but it was also extremely powerful in terms of local Feng Shui. At that time, I chose a good Feng Shui treasure cave for Mr. Qi's father and grandfather.

He also told Mr. Qi that this place is called the "Double-blade Centennial Immortal". When the dead are buried here, future generations will inevitably have a broad fortune and a rainbow of fortune for a certain period of time.

The reason why it is called "double-edged" has its disadvantage, that is, the fortune of this place can last up to ten years.

Moreover, in these ten years, future generations have to accumulate virtue and do good deeds, so that their fortunes can last longer. When their luck is over, future generations will not suffer much damage.

Otherwise, if Feng Shui is broken in ten years, the fortune will inevitably decrease greatly, and even lose money and suffer disasters, and the dead will not be able to live in peace.

Later, Mr. Qi's fortune indeed began to improve. He went from an ordinary contractor to a rich billionaire in just ten years.

In the first two years, Mr. Qi also listened to the Taoist priest's words, doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, and occasionally donated money and materials to the Red Cross to support the fight against disaster relief.

But later on, Mr. Qi's life became more and more deteriorating. Not to mention doing good deeds and accumulating virtues, he even did some bad things, such as forced demolition and buying, building houses to cut corners, and using inferior products.

Mr. Qi was rich and forgot all the words of the Taoist priests.

But until a year ago, Mr. Qi's career and fortune began to decline.

I can't get many profitable projects, and I often dream of his grandfather and father complaining.

Recently, he has been reported and investigated by relevant departments in his career, and the bank's capital chain has almost been broken.

It was not until this time that Mr. Qi remembered what the old Taoist said ten years ago, "Only by doing good and accumulating virtue, can fortune last for a long time. Otherwise, he will lose money and suffer disasters."

But he thought about what good things he did over the years? He was mainly focused on his own interests. Even if an accident occurred at the construction site and a worker died, his compensation would be suppressed.

So Mr. Qi found some Feng Shui Taoist priests, hoping to find another treasure land, protect him for another ten years, and continue to change his fortune.

But after several Feng Shui Taoist priests saw Mr. Qi’s ancestral tomb, they shook their heads and said that the tomb could not be moved, or they just dared not move.

But Mr. Qi was unwilling to give up and finally found an experienced master who dared to take it.

As a result, the Taoist priest was a fake, Lao Nandao.

I started to say it well, and it would be fine to protect him for another twenty years.

But who knew that Old Nandao also felt that this was evil. A few days before he was preparing to dig the land and move the grave, the Taoist priest ran away with Mr. Qi's deposit.

Mr. Qi was so angry that he was about to ease the relocation of the grave.

But then, both his career and his family have changed one after another, and there are signs of losing money and suffering.

Mr. Qi couldn't sit still and believed that the ten-year period was about to come, so he had to move his grave immediately to maintain his current fortune.
Chapter completed!