His wife looked me up and down, turned off the computer impatiently, frowned and said: "What do you do? You can make money and still do something? Give me money."
Wang Zhengtang went up and snatched the cigarette butt: "Don't smoke all day long. If you don't think about yourself, think about the child in your belly." His wife was anxious at the time, and she said that the child was in her belly and she could do whatever she wanted. She also scolded Wang Zhengtang and told him to get out, and she bought the house. Wang Zhengtang was so angry that his face turned blue. He pulled me to the living room, and then we went to the kitchen along the corridor.
I also lit a cigarette. Whether you believe it or not, it has been said since ancient times that evil people will be punished by evil people. The debt owed in the dark, whether it is sooner or later, will eventually be repaid sooner or later.
Thinking of the promiscuous mother and the gambling-addicted father, I felt that I should do something for my master's offspring. Judging from his face, Wang Zhengtang was indeed destined to have a son, so I asked him how old he was this year?
He said he had just passed his 30th birthday. I nodded and had an idea in my mind. If he was under 30, I would not care about this matter, because even if I did, the child would not be his flesh and blood.
I took out a bowl from his kitchen and said to him: "Cut your fingernails and toenails and throw them here. Not only yours, but also your wife's, and your hair."
"What do you want this for?" he asked back.
"Just do what I say, don't have any questions." I said.
Wang Zhengtang still believed in ghosts and gods. No matter how unfilial he was, he had learned about this bizarre world from his childhood.
I was smoking in the kitchen, listening to the quarrel between the two people in the house, and sighed helplessly. As the saying goes, a virtuous person will definitely live in a place with good feng shui, even if you don't understand feng shui, but if an immoral person insists on occupying a feng shui treasure land by force, it will bring disaster. The reason why I didn't touch their house is that the couple are both immoral and have a bad life. This bad feng shui is brought by their life. If I change it, within three days, the two will either die or become disabled.
Speaking of this, Lao Zhang will tell you a feng shui story in the industry, which can help many people solve their doubts. This is a true story. There was a rich man named Yang in the past. He did good deeds all his life and was famous in dozens of miles around. He was sixty years old, but he was still energetic and full of rosy face.
His father settled in the village after escaping from the war. When the family was in the most difficult time, they were helped by the villagers. Finally, they started a dyeing business. Yang Dashanren was known as a good man. No matter who came to his house, he would treat them well with good food and drink. He was also very kind to the villagers. He would send food and money to every household during the New Year and festivals. One year, his parents were seriously ill, and Yang Dashanren was ready to find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers. But the accountant told him that good feng shui would be particularly good for the development of his descendants, and advised him to find a feng shui master to take a look. Yang Dashanren was also a mortal, so he naturally had an idea, so he found the most famous feng shui master in the surrounding area. After a good meal and a good drink, the master said: "In the land of the cemetery, water must be hidden in the wind, which is also called good feng shui. Water can be good or bad, and wind can be harmful. Take me to the surrounding areas of the village tomorrow to see the mountains, check the water conditions, measure the wind direction, and determine the auspicious cave." Yang Dashanren naturally agreed and invited the feng shui master to stay.
The next day, Mr. Yang asked the maid to prepare wine and food for the gentleman early in the morning, which made the gentleman very grateful. He secretly made up his mind that he must find a good grave for such a kind person to be worthy of his hospitality.
It was still dark at that time, and the gentleman asked to go into the mountain to check. When the morning mist rose slightly, it was the best time to observe the qi and veins and determine the auspicious grave. The two came to the east of the village, and the gentleman told the north, west and south of the mountain terrain and direction. After carefully observing the terrain, he said to Mr. Yang: "The North Mountain is majestic and has strong veins. It ends at the village. The mountain is gradually stable, the momentum has slowed down, the veins gather, and the two waters merge at the foot of the mountain. The dragon vein stops, which is a first-class good cave. If you bury your parents here, the population will be prosperous, and the descendants will be rich and noble."
After hearing this, Mr. Yang thought it was good, so he crossed mountains and ridges with the master and finally found the cave. Feng Shui masters generally don't point directly to people. They use red ropes to circle you. In this range, you choose it yourself. If you choose it, it is your blessing. Even if you don't choose the cave, you can still have peace for your family.
After circling the place, when it was time to finish work, Mr. Yang asked: "Sir, our family is in Nancun, and this is Beicun. If my father is buried here, will it be bad for the people of Beicun?"
The Feng Shui master was a little unhappy at the time. He wasted so much effort that his calves were tired and cramped, and he still had questions now. But the gentleman told the truth: "I'm choosing a grave for your family, why do you care about other people's graves? As long as your ancestors are buried in the grave, they will absorb the blessings of a hundred miles. All the ancestral graves buried after your ancestors will be suppressed by your family and it will be difficult for them to get ahead."
Mr. Yang immediately shook his head and said, "Be good to yourself and others. Even if it's really not possible, you can't do harm to others. I feel bad about it. I would rather my descendants not prosper than take away the blessings of others. This grave is really not worth it."
Although the Feng Shui master was angry, he had no choice. He spent the whole morning like this, because the spiritual graves of heaven and earth are hard to come by, and most of them carry the number of punishment. Some are good for themselves and bad for neighbors, and some are bad for the whole village. The same thing happened in the afternoon. By dusk, the master's soles were all blistered, but he still hadn't found the good cave in Yang Shanren's mind. When he sat at the foot of the mountain to rest, the master simply said, "You'd better ask someone else. You have high requirements, and I really can't answer you correctly."
No matter how Yang Shanren begged, the Feng Shui master insisted on leaving. The two of them dawdled for more than half an hour. Yang Shanren felt that since he couldn't keep him, he didn't force him, so he patted his feet and asked, "Sir, what do you think of the place where we sit?"
The master took a rough look and said casually, "Okay." In fact, this place looks like a good cave at first glance, and it's okay to fool people. If you look closely, there is water under the hillside in front of the tomb, but it doesn't hide it. The grass and trees around the tomb are withered and the veins are not strong. There are also five large, angular, and shapeless stones around the tomb, like five tigers looking for food. This tomb can be called the "Five Tigers Catching Sheep" place, which is very unlucky and extremely unfavorable to the occupant. It will ruin the family business, and the descendants will not be prosperous. Sooner or later, the family will be extinct.
The master felt that Mr. Yang could not do this or that, but he had to choose this place, so he thought it was his fate and did not say much.
After the Feng Shui master left, Mr. Yang buried his parents together in this dangerous place.
After a long time, the Feng Shui master heard from others that Mr. Yang had not invited other Feng Shui masters again. He felt that he had failed to live up to the trust of others and was very regretful, but he did not tell anyone because he was afraid of ruining his job. Three years later, he could no longer bear the condemnation of his conscience and went to the Yang family again.
On the way, he always blamed himself. Now the Yang family was probably in decline, and the descendants were unfilial. If things went wrong, someone might die. He secretly vowed to find a good grave for them to make up for it. But when he arrived at the door, Mr. Feng Shui was shocked. He saw the Yang family's high gatehouse, blue bricks and glazed tiles, octagonal buildings, and two stone lions standing outside the courtyard. It was so impressive, and it was obvious that they had become a wealthy man. Mr. Feng Shui thought that the Yang family sold the house because they were poor, and he couldn't help but blame himself and cry. But at this moment, the door opened, and Mr. Feng Shui saw that it was Mr. Yang Shanren!
After the two met, Mr. Yang Shanren warmly invited Mr. Feng Shui into the house and treated him with good wine, which surprised the gentleman. After a detailed chat, he learned that after the Yang family's dyeing business became big, they got involved in salt merchants and became rich. Although Mr. Feng Shui felt strange, he told the whole story, but Mr. Yang Shanren's family's ancestral tomb had never been moved.
Mr. Feng Shui, who was puzzled, couldn't wait to go to the ancestral tomb with Mr. Yang Shanren, only to see that the five tigers in front of the tomb of the five tigers catching sheep were gone!
Mr. Yang said that since his parents died and were buried, the whole village had been hit by heavy rain for half a month, which caused a mountain torrent to wash the five stubborn stones down the mountain. But strangely, there was no mudslide at the Yang family's ancestral tomb.
When the rain stopped, the five big stones at the foot of the mountain were particularly obstructing people from walking. Mr. Yang felt that it was inappropriate, so he led people to dig five pits and buried the stones.
So the five tigers of the Five Tigers Catching Sheep fell down the mountain, and happened to fall in the evil position in front of the tomb. The five stones suppressed the evil, and the auspiciousness came naturally. The five tigers guarded the mountain, and it became five tigers guarding the sheep. Mr. Yang's surname was Yang. With these five tigers protecting him, who dared to touch him?
As long as the ancestral tomb was there, the Yang family would have five nobles to help them, and it would be difficult for him not to make a fortune. So, this Feng Shui treasure land cannot be occupied by people without virtue. Those who do not cultivate good deeds will turn bad luck into bad luck even if they occupy it by force.
I am not talking nonsense. This Wang Zhengtang is a person without virtue. As for why he is without virtue, let's talk about it now.
He and his wife had a fight, and finally the nails and hair came. I held the bowl and found a piece of white cloth to cover the bowl completely. Then I glanced at him and said, "What is leaking out of your pocket?"
"Oh, this is a lottery ticket." He took it out and tore it, sighed and said, "I buy it every time and never win. Is this thing a liar?"
I think since I am helping people, I will help them to the end, so I put the bowl on the table in their house and asked him to buy some incense and paper money. Then I cut a paper man with scissors and stuck it on his forehead. When everything was ready, I said, "Put incense on this bowl, don't say anything, and start knocking your head nine times now, with crisp sounds."
He was about to quibble, but I glared at him. Wang Zhengtang sighed angrily, his face full of complaints, but he also kowtowed nine times as I said.
I took out some incense paper and burned some paper money in the southeast, northwest, and northeast of the bowl, which caused dissatisfaction among the hostess in the room. She walked away with a cigarette in her mouth. As soon as she came out, she started to curse: "What are you doing? Burning paper in the house in the middle of the day, it's unlucky or not, get out of here, I'll call the police if you don't get out!"
Afraid that she would get in the way, I took down the mirror on the wall, pasted a talisman on the back, wrote the "calm talisman", and used the talisman to shine the mirror on her wife. I saw that her eyes became a little dull. I went forward and wrapped a red thread around her index finger, holding one end of the red thread, and took her back to the bedroom, let her lie on the bed, untied the red thread, and let her have a good sleep.
"Fuck, how did you do it! Did my father teach you this?" His excited eyes were full of evil light, and he said: "Teach me too, it's so awesome, if I learn it, I still need to deliver water?"
Seeing his eyes full of sin, I suddenly felt a little regretful, but when I thought of Wang Yi losing his life to save me, I gritted my teeth and said to him: "Don't expect to learn this, come out with me now, and do whatever I do."