Chapter 561

Ancestral Graves

Chapter 561 Ancestral Graves
The well-dressed young master has left the protection of his family. Who will add clothes when it's cold, and who will fan him when it's hot?

Zhu Weixi was furious: "It must be very painful."

The corners of Geng Songsheng's lips dropped slightly, then raised again: "It's all over."

He refused to say a word in front of Zhu Weixi, which made everyone have a better impression of this man.

"Girl, you better understand him. Don't look at him laughing so loudly now. When I saw him, he was huddled in the ruined temple and crying."

The old monk handed the pipe over: "I cried so sadly, the tears were flowing down my face!"

"Old bald donkey!"

Geng Songsheng exploded instantly, "What are you talking about?"

"No nonsense."

The old monk looked at him calmly, "I just farted!"

One sentence interrupted the weird atmosphere in the stone house again.

Yan Sanhe felt that the old monk did it on purpose and deliberately prevented the two people from having a chance to get back together.

"Geng Songsheng, what exactly was taken away from you?"

"Girl, you have to ask me this question. This kid has a stupid head and doesn't know anything."

Everyone looked at him in shock.

Seeing all the eyes staring at him, the old monk rubbed his hands excitedly, and then said with a face thicker than the city wall:

"Me, it's different. After all, I am a monk who only comes out every 300 years."

Little Master Pei: Did he seal this title himself?
Li Buyan: Shamelessly overpowering Mr. Pei!

Yan Sanhe said, "I heard that Master Chanyue can tell fortunes, but what kind of disaster can he predict?"

"Does it still count?"

The old monk snorted coldly: "The first time I saw this kid, I knew that his life had been changed."

Change of life?

The shock came unexpectedly, and everyone's heart sank.

Yan Sanhe hurriedly asked: "Who did he switch with?"

"It's not that I changed with someone, but that my destiny was changed, and Wen Changxing was taken away."

The old monk looked at Zhu Yuanzhao with cold eyes.

"In his natal chart, Wen Changxing started from when he was three years old, and it can fall to 23 years old, a full 20 years. Wen Changxing who is 20 years old is rare, so this kid is basically..."

Li Buyan asked anxiously: "What is it?"

The old monk's eyes suddenly flashed sharply: "Wenchang Star descends to earth!"

Wen Changxing descends to earth?
No wonder he's so smart!
Little Master Pei: "Who has the ability to take away his Wen Changxing?"

The old monk looked at Mr. Pei as if he were a fool. Mr. Pei felt excited and said loudly:

"Master Zhu!"

His shout was so shocking that the flames trembled a few times.

Zhu Weixi grabbed Zhu Yuanzhao's arm, "Brother, yes, is it dad?"

Zhu Yuanzhao seemed not to have heard anything. He looked directly at the old monk and gritted his teeth: "Tell me, how did my father change his life?"

"You learn this profession, but you still come to ask me, today's young people..."

"Say!"

Zhu Yuanzhao roared angrily, and the veins on his entire face protruded ferociously.

The old monk took his ears out slowly and spat out three words——

"Trouble the ancestral graves."

"Dangdang!"

The tea bowl beside his knees fell to the ground, and the tea flowed to the floor. At this time, Zhu Yuanzhao's lips were already a little white, and his voice was trembling beyond words.

"Who are you? How do you know these things?"

"It doesn't matter who I am."

The old monk smiled at him. "The important thing is that you should recall carefully whether your father ever touched the Geng family's ancestral graves."

Zhu Yuanzhao's temples jumped suddenly, and a chill shot up his spine.

One year before the Spring Festival, the Geng family sent a letter, asking my father to go back and take a look at the Geng family's Yin Mansion when he had time. He said that things were not going well in their house in the past two years, not to mention that there was something wrong with the Yin Mansion.

Dad doesn't want to go. Things in Beijing are too busy and he can't leave.

But I can’t stand my mother’s pillow style.

That time, the eldest brother went with his father and mother, and his father wanted to let him see the world.

A month later, he came back.

After coming back, the eldest brother secretly called him and the third child to the study, and said to them excitedly:
“The ancestral tomb of the Geng family is really an excellent Feng Shui treasure land. Not only does the sky gate open, but the ground door also closes.

Mountains govern people and water governs wealth. Two mountains sandwich one water. The Geng family not only has good financial luck, but also has prosperous descendants. It belongs to a noble place.
What's even more rare is that the mountain with the arch is very low. This kind of shady house is the best place for science and technology, and it will be able to produce high-ranking officials in the future! "

The third brother stupidly asked at that time: "It's such a good ghost house, why should I ask my father to see it? There's no way it won't go well with me!"

The eldest brother said: "There are two trees that are not growing well. It looks like they are growing crookedly. My father had some branches cut down and the soil loosened."

Neither he nor his third brother thought much about it.

Cutting branches and loosening the soil are some of the simplest practices in Yin Mansion Feng Shui, which will make the fate of your children and grandchildren more favorable.

So, did his father really touch the Geng family’s ancestral grave?
"Impossible, impossible!"

Zhu Yuanzhao shook his head again and again.

"If you change your destiny against the will of heaven, the person who makes the change will be punished by heaven. This will backfire. My father is still alive and well, how could it be possible..."

"Who said the backlash has to be on the spot?"

The old monk smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if you are ten or eight years late. Besides, aren't things like divine punishment and backlash insurmountable?"

"How to resolve it?"

"How would I know."

The old monk looked disdainful: "Ask your dead father!"

Zhu Yuanzhao was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and his head moved towards Zhu Weixi inch by inch.

Zhu Weixi met his eyes, and wave after wave of fear swept over her like a tidal wave. An abnormal flush slowly appeared on her face, which had no color at all.

Dad changed Geng Song Sheng’s life!

Dad took away Geng Song Sheng’s Wenchang Star!

father.

It's her father, the person who loves her the most in the world.

The blood rushes to her heart, and with a pop, a mouthful of blood spits out from her mouth.

She leaned up and fell straight down.

Zhu Yuanzhao hugged the person and said, "Big sister, big sister!"

"What are you shouting for? Hurry up and pinch her."

The old monk seemed to be very dissatisfied with the boy named Zhu, "Just spit out the blood. If you can't spit it out, you have to shout a few more times."

"Second brother, don't worry." Mr. Pei quickly stretched out his hand to pinch Zhu Weixi's hand.

Zhu Weixi woke up faintly. When she woke up, she was startled for a few times, and then slowly closed her eyes.

The old people once said that after death, you will see the judge.

The judge will decide whether a person should go to heaven or hell based on the good and bad things he has done in his life.

Just this one incident made Zhu Weixi feel that the rest of his life was the only way to go to hell.

It was she who harmed Geng Song Sheng!
It made him unable to pass the imperial examination and become a high official; it caused him to be kicked out of the Geng family and finally escaped into Buddhism...

Zhu Weixi just remained motionless with his eyes closed, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

One is her most respected father;
One was the man she was willing to leave everything behind.

Visible to the naked eye, Zhu Weixi's entire figure was like a river that dried up quickly, leaving only a piece of lifeless river stone.

She was completely devastated.

(End of this chapter)