C11 The Feng Shui of the Old Camp of the Fan Family

As soon as he returned to the Fan family, before he could sit still, Fan Youmin pulled Fan Wenbin aside and quietly told his son another piece of news, which was the matter of choosing a tomb for Great-Grandfather Fan.

Originally, the Fan family was a rich family. They had a long history and had a deep roots in the Fan family. They had lived for more than two hundred years. When the old ancestor, Fan Shide, buried his grandmother, he occupied a large tomb with good Feng Shui in the Red Groove. People called it the "old camp of the Fan family. "

According to the family tree records, when the old lady passed away, the family of Fan Shide was already very well-off. He hired several groups of Feng Shui masters. After many days of investigation, he finally set the graveyard at the foot of a small hill in the Red Groove. He also planted many flowers and trees to shelter his descendants.

However, when Great-Grandfather Fan passed away and was discussing how to choose the tomb, Fan Youmin's old brothers had a huge disagreement. For a moment, they did not give in. They quarreled until their faces were red and their necks were thick. In the end, it formed a deadlock.

According to Fan Youmin's thoughts, the old camp of the Fan Family had buried several generations of ancestors. The remaining area was very small, and there were fields everywhere. There was limited space for development. They should start with Great-Grandfather Fan and choose a new cemetery with better Feng Shui.

Furthermore, Daoist Priest Zhenzi had secretly told him last night that the Fengshui of the old camp of the Fan Family had changed. It was not suitable to bury the old master, or else it would be disadvantageous to his children and grandchildren.

Zhen Yangzi was publicly acknowledged as the Yin Yang Fengshui. Everyone's name shook both sides of the Yellow River. Fan Youmin felt that what he said made a lot of sense.

However, when he proposed to choose another Feng Shui land for Great-Grandfather Fang, it was met with fierce opposition from the other older brothers, whose second brother, Fan You, took the lead.

Fan You had six brothers. Other than his fourth brother, who had passed away prematurely due to illness, the other five were his children and grandchildren. They lived a healthy, healthy, and spirited life.

They were against the boss's choice of burial ground for his father. It sounded like a lot of reasons, but after further investigation, There was only one substantive reason.

These old brothers unanimously agreed that Fan Youmin was unwilling to bury his father in the old camp of the Fan family purely out of selfish selfishness. He was only doing it for the sake of his family's children and grandchildren who would be able to rise to power and become rich in the future. He did not consider the interests of his other brothers.

Thus, the matter fell into an impasse just like that. Regarding matters that involved the interests of their own descendants, neither side was willing to take a step back. It was inevitable that they would fight until their necks turned red.

Only Great-Grandfather Fan was quietly lying in a crystal coffin decorated with white flowers. His expression was serene, and he did not move at all. He allowed his sons to quarrel endlessly in the mourning hall without saying a word.

After his death, because of the matter of choosing a tomb for himself, his sons quarreled with each other until this point. Great-Grandfather Fan's soul in heaven probably hadn't thought of this at all.

After listening to his father's narration, Fan Wenbin also could not think of a good way to resolve the dispute for a moment. He laughed bitterly and looked at the few white-haired old uncles in front of the mourning hall. He began to seriously think.

This kind of matter was between his father and the few old brothers. It would not be good for him to step in. Now, to resolve the conflict, it seemed that he could only rely on the Feng Shui Master, who was able to know Yin and Yang broken.

The name of the Zhenyang Master resounded across both sides of the Yellow River. On the basis of inheriting the teachings of the family, he had cultivated in Hubei Wudang Mountain for several years when he was young, and his cultivation had become even more unfathomable.

According to his own claims, not only had he obtained the direct lineage of the Wudang Sect Master, he had also received guidance from Zhang Tianshi on the way back to his old home. His Yin-Yang Dao Art had been improving day by day, and had received the respect of many people.

The owner of the Hanhong electrical appliances, Huang Weidong, was known as Huang Shiren in the Pugilistic World. His wealth was overwhelming, and he did not care about water at all. He was a tycoon in Daan County whose eyes were higher than his head.

However, such a person was actually very polite and respectful to Zhenyang Yangzi. He also spent a lot of money to hire him as a senior ginseng. Whenever there was a big event in the company, he had to hire this senior ginseng as an advisor.

From this, it could be seen that Zhenyang Zi lived up to his reputation. He was indeed capable. He was definitely not someone who could be compared to those street martial arts practitioners who cheated money, drank money, and sex.

He had chosen the tomb of Great-Grandfather Fan. On that day, Fan Youmin did not care about his old age. He personally accompanied ZhenYangzi Zi to the old camp of the Fan family in the Red Groove to investigate the tomb.

The Red Groove was far away from the Fan Family. The ferry was about ten miles away. The mountain was not very high nor deep. Wild plants such as acidic grass and thorns grew all over the place. However, along the way, it was bumpy and difficult to travel.

The old camp of the Fan Family was located at an open area at the foot of a mountain. The north side of the camp was connected to the mountain. The south side of the camp was a meandering ditch. The mountain was near the water, and the wind was gathering. The atmosphere was quite spacious. Looking from afar, it seemed like the old camp of the Fan Family was located at an open area. The old man had a lot of hair, and he looked like a treasure land.

Surrounded by the ancestors of the Fan Family, it was like a steamed bun. He walked around the graves of various sizes, and then he sighed, "This is indeed a good place. "

Then, he said, "No wonder the Fan family has been prosperous for hundreds of years, and there are even great figures like your father and your son who can shock the world. It turns out that all the secrets are hidden in this tomb. "

Fan Youmin could not help but nod and smile when he saw the solemn look on ZhenYangzi's face and how serious his words were. He felt very proud in his heart.

He clearly remembered that at the end of the 1970s, after his mother, Wang Lanyin, passed away due to illness, she invited an old Yin Yang man with deep cultivation to choose a tomb. He also repeatedly praised that this tomb was a treasured land of good fortune, and that the future generations were boundlessly rich.

Unfortunately, this old man surnamed Wei, Yin Yang, had already died about a dozen years ago. Eighty years of life ended, dying without a disability. Under Fan Wenbin's recommendation, the heavy responsibility of choosing a tomb for Great-Grandfather Fan naturally fell on Daoist Priest Zhen Yangzi, who was famous across both sides of the Yellow River.

Now, after hearing what Zhen Yangzi had said, Fan Youmin liked it even more. He thought that the old camp of the Fan family was indeed a rare treasure land. However, right after that, he heard what Zhen Yangzi had said. After hearing some other reasonable and reasonable words, Fan Youmin immediately had a strong thought of choosing another tomb for his father.

ZhenYangzi Zi patrolled the old camp of the Fan Family very carefully and spoke with confidence and confidence while facing the wind. "Since ancient times, the matter of Feng Shui has closely involved the later generations who are rich and poor. We can't not take it seriously. "

"In the past, Zhu Hongwu was poor and couldn't bury his parents, so he secretly prayed to the heavens and asked him to watch over them. He wrapped the parents' bodies with straw mats and buried them. "

"Later, Master Hong wiped out all the heroes and ascended to the throne. According to the world, he sent his advisor, Liu Bowen, to build the Imperial Mausoleum in Fengyang's hometown. "

"Liu Bowen carefully looked at the burial ground of Martial Grandfather Hong's parents and told his personal staff that the Emperor's parents were buried at the dragon's mouth. No wonder he was able to rule the country today. "

"This old camp of the Fan Family is good, but it has been more than 200 years since then. The Feng Shui and spiritual energy are slowly being used up over a long period of time. "

Shaking Yangzi pointed at the uneven yellow earth tomb under the sunlight. Then, he glanced at Fan Youmin, who was listening attentively to the lecture, and continued, "If Great-Grandfather Fan were to be buried here, I'm afraid that it would be detrimental to his descendants in the future. "

Although ZhenYangzi Zi had said it in a roundabout and tactful manner, Fan Youmin had already understood the meaning behind it. "It's not good for the children and grandchildren. " This sentence was mainly referring to the bad for the children and grandchildren of his sect.

Just this sentence caused his heart to involuntarily sink. At the same time, along with ZhenYangzi Zi's finger, he saw that the graves of those ancestors were indeed showing signs of decline.

After a moment, he hurriedly asked, "Elder Taoist, there is no longer any spiritual energy in the old tomb. Can you choose another tomb for Great-Grandfather?"

ZhenYangzi Yangzi glanced at Fan Youmin, whose face was filled with expectation. After a while, he nodded solemnly and said a very 'okay'.

However, after he went home, Fan Youmin told the story to his brothers. Unexpectedly, he was strongly opposed by them, especially his second brother, Fan Youcheng. He was so angry that his face turned red, and he almost had a falling out with his boss on the spot. For a moment, there was a deadlock that could not be resolved.

Helpless, Fan Youmin could only place his hope of convincing his old brothers on his eldest son. He naively believed that after Fan Wenbin had advanced, he had helped a few uncles more or less. Perhaps on this matter, they would give him face.

However, after Fan Wenbin heard his father's words, he thought carefully for a while, and felt that the person who solved the problem had to be the one who did it. Since the matter of choosing the tomb for the Great-Grandfather had been brought up by Zhenzi Yangzi. . . Then, the hope of undoing this knot was on Zhenzi Yangzi.