Dong Xiujuan watched Yang Yonghui take out a gossip and put it somewhere on the grave, and adjusted the direction so that the mirror reflected directly in front of it.
"Master Yang, what are you doing?"
"Array."
Yang Yonghui was busy with his work, without raising his head, and replied concisely.
"What are you doing in formation?"
"Collapse the ancestral hall."
"Set up a formation here, and then collapse the ancestral hall over there" Dong Xiujuan's eyes were full of incredulity, looking at the ancestral hall that was not far away, but it was at least half a kilometer away from it, and then looked back at her ancestral tomb.
"Can this work?"
Yang Yonghui put the last object in the right place and stood up.
He has the help of the eye of heaven, and he can see the ins and outs of the silk thread, and the speed of the formation is incredible.
Other feng shui masters take the compass and other objects to measure left and right, and calculate repeatedly, but the final result is not necessarily accurate.
Yang Yonghui doesn't need this process at all, as long as he looks at the past, everything is clear at a glance.
"Try Luo, maybe it can be done."
Everyone was stunned, and Meng Junrong almost couldn't help jumping out again.
Fortunately, Tai still has a little brain, knowing that mocking Yang Yonghui at this time is equivalent to demolishing the Dong family's platform, and it is not easy to hold back.
When the village chief Ding was not so polite, he laughed.
"The young man is blowing nonsense and scaring my old man.
Feng Shui is unfathomable, and it is not something that can be tried casually to get results. ” Only Dong Wansheng's eyes were shining, and the expression on his face remained unchanged at all.
For some reason, he now has more and more confidence in this young feng shui master.
Yang Yonghui ignored it, and he was doing a final check to make sure it worked.
You know, the materials he carries with him are just enough for one time.
He didn't lie, such a formation is similar to the feng shui fighting method, Yang Yonghui is really the first time.
Young people are always impulsive, competitive, and aggressive.
Even if it is feng shui, Yang Yonghui is also the most enthusiastic about feng shui fighting.
Originally, even if he had this mind, no one taught him.
But he didn't die, and he met Lou Guohai.
And I don't know why, Lou Guohai, whose strength and fame can be ranked first in China, is very close to Yang Yonghui.
The latter not only didn't care about calling and harassing when he had something to do, but knew everything and said everything, which really benefited Yang Yonghui.
If you change to someone else, you may not be able to learn everything by hand.
However, he happened to meet Yang Yonghui, who has an eye in the sky.
As long as you mention it slightly, and then confirm it with what you see in the sky, many principles and rules of feng shui are all clear at a glance, and there is nothing to hide.
Even because of this cheating, Yang Yonghui understands some of the things handed down by his ancestors more thoroughly and deeply than Lou Guohai and other feng shui masters.
Just like this formation, although it was the first time he had done it.
But it's handy, and it feels quite familiar.
It only takes three or two minutes and everything is ready to go.
That's it, but the time for the inspection is added.
If not, the time would have been much shorter.
Village Chief Ding looked at the objects that seemed to be placed randomly and irregularly, and the heart hanging in his heart could finally be put down.
"Haha, that's what kind of mess you're talking about" Brother Wolf, Zhang Zhentong, Dong Xiujuan and others all felt hot on their faces, this, array, and appearance were indeed too inferior.
Yang Yonghui didn't look embarrassed at all, anyway, he said solemnly to Village Chief Ding.
"Don't blame me, old man, for not reminding you.
Now, if there are still people in the ancestral hall, let them come out quickly.
Otherwise, if you collapse and bury people alive, it will be your sin. ” "Hmph, who are you bluffing?"
Village Chief Ding was dismissive.
A villager behind him hesitated, turned his back, took out his mobile phone, and made a secret call.
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A gentle breeze blew, rolling up a few yellowed leaves.
Dong Xiujuan waited for a while, and saw Yang Yonghui standing motionless in place, without further movement.
I couldn't help but ask.
"Master Yang, what should I do next?"
Yang Yonghui grinned at her and said, "Wait."
I've done everything I need to do. ” "Wait" Dong Xiujuan couldn't understand, it's not like this on TV.
"Why didn't there be any movement at all?"
"How do I know, maybe it's accumulating."
Yang Yonghui replied heartlessly.
Dong Xiujuan almost fainted.
That's irresponsible, isn't it?
I'm looking forward to you.
Village Chief Ding grinned, and was about to open his mouth to laugh.
At this moment, he felt the ground tremble slightly under his feet.
"Hmm" Village Chief Ding looked left and right, thinking that it was his own delusion.
But the look of surprise on the faces of the others told him that it wasn't his alone.
The shaking is getting louder and more pronounced.
Even the little tree beside him began to tremble.
In the village not far away, a commotion and panic were heard.
"Earthquake" "It's an earthquake" "Smack" A soft sound, in this shaking between heaven and earth, is only an insignificant sound.
But in the ears of everyone near the ancestral tomb of the Dong family, it was like a thunderbolt, clear and unmistakable, straight into their minds.
Dong Xiujuan hurriedly turned around and looked at the source of the voice.
I only saw the gossip mirror placed on the tomb, and the mirror in the middle had been shattered.
The mirror shattered, and the shaking of the earth stopped, and peace was restored.
Everything just now was like a dream, nothing happened.
Kela Another screeching sound drew everyone's attention.
"A quick look at the ancestral hall" Dong Xiujuan stretched out her jade finger and pointed straight ahead.
In the horrified eyes of the head of Ding Village and several villagers, the ancestral hall of Dingjia Village, which had stood tall after decades of wind and rain, actually cracked without warning and gradually collapsed. rumble Finally, the ancestral hall building, which was originally two or three stories high, collapsed and became a pile of ruined ruins.
From the earthquake, to the shattering of the gossip mirror, to the collapse of the ancestral hall of Dingjia Village, all of this happened in just a few seconds.
But in just a few seconds, it subverted the scientific concept that Dong Wansheng and others had been stuck in their minds for decades or more than ten years.
A few random small things on the grave here that don't know what to do with can completely collapse a building a few hundred meters away It's not scientific Anyone knows it's not scientific.
But, it's true Even if the head of Ding Village believes in feng shui, watching the Dong family steal the treasure land of feng shui on the mountain of Ding Village, he soars to the top, and he secretly hates it in his heart.
But it seems that the power of Feng Shui is so obvious and intuitive, and he has only encountered it this time.
It's amazing It's horrible, too Everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Yonghui
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