I was silent for a moment before I answered, "Fifty percent sure, and not much more."
I say this not to be conservative nor to shirk responsibility, but I am really only about 50% sure.
Back then, the old man of the Heng family went up the mountain alone for unknown reasons, and did not even tell his descendants about his final destination. The cemetery he chose for himself back then was very likely a bloody tomb.
The blood tomb is an evil feng shui burial method. Although the terrain around the tomb has the effect of storing wind and absorbing air, the earth energy of the longan itself has not been fully stimulated.
Such a tomb can be said to be a chicken rib in terms of Feng Shui, "no meat to eat, but tasteless to throw away". Although burying in such a place seems to occupy a Feng Shui treasure land, in fact, it still cannot activate the earth's energy to protect future generations, but instead wastes a treasure land in vain.
However, masters who specialize in Feng Shui have come up with a way to stimulate the earth's energy, which is to put a living person into a tomb, or kill someone and fill the tomb with blood to stimulate the earth's energy.
However, the method of the blood tomb itself is an evil one. Since it can stimulate the earth's energy, after a certain period of time, the treasured land will become a dangerous land and begin to violently counterattack the descendants of the tomb owner.
At this time, it is necessary to cut off the connection between the tomb owner and his descendants and establish a new ancestor. If you want to establish an ancestor, you must first cut off the tomb owner's family fortune, indicating that you have no connection with the family anymore, otherwise it is impossible to successfully establish an ancestor.
More importantly, there are many different ways to bury a body in a bloody tomb, and they are definitely not evil. God knows what method the old man of the Heng family used when he buried himself. If I fail to kill my luck, Heng Fei might die on the spot.
After listening to my explanation of the Blood Tomb, Heng Fei's face turned pale: "Mr. Wu, if I don't go to kill Yun and establish the ancestor, what will be the consequences?"
I said in a deep voice: "The disaster that is supposed to come will still come, and the people who are supposed to die will still die. It's just a matter of time."
Feng Shui is like this. Apart from the Feng Shui formation presided over by someone, there is no immediate effect. The impact of Feng Shui on the family may slowly appear in ten or twenty years. The specific time and what problems will appear must be slowly calculated based on the fate and fortune of the descendants of the tomb owner.
Heng Fei gritted his teeth and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Mr. Wu, I'm willing to take that 50% chance."
Hengfei is a qualified businessman. All big businessmen have a bit of gambling nature, and dare to bet their lives on a small investment to win a big prize. Although doing business in a conventional way and taking every step carefully can make a small fortune, it is difficult to become a big businessman. Hengfei's success today is not entirely due to the protection of Feng Shui.
I nodded and said, "I'll make a list, and you prepare according to the items on it. Let me know when you're done. I'll pick a date, and then you can stop shipping."
"Then thank you for your help, Mr. Wu." Hengfei walked us to the door before he started to prepare the items.
After Ye Jin returned home, he took the opportunity to eat and told the Heng family about their business. After listening, Dou Po said, "I think you lost money on this business. The blood tomb is not so easy to crack."
I asked curiously, “What do you mean?”
Grandma Dou said: "The biggest doubt about the blood tomb of the Heng family is that it will become prosperous 20 years later. The reason why the blood tomb is sought after by some people, and they even kill their relatives to occupy the tomb, is because the blood tomb can bring people infinite luck immediately."
"Have you ever thought about why the blood tomb of the Heng family took effect only after twenty years?" Dou Po asked and answered herself, "I guess that old man Heng must have planted something else in the tomb back then. You might encounter some danger when you are establishing a ancestral home for someone else this time."
Ye Jin and Shi Heshang frowned and said nothing, but I said indifferently: "The business has already been accepted, can you regret it halfway? I think it's just like this! Whether it's life or death, we have to deal with the business first."
Grandma Dou babbled on and on: "I'm not telling you not to take on business, I'm telling you 'better safe than sorry'. Also, you need to find out exactly how good Heng Fei is, and don't let him cheat you."
I roughly recalled: "He shouldn't be a warlock."
I walked from the front door to the living room of the Heng family and saw at least four top-level Feng Shui formations, including the talismans that Heng Fei himself should have worn to protect himself and bring good luck. A true sorcerer would not wear those things.
Everyone in the art of magic knows that the more instruments of fortune-bringing, the better. There is a fixed number of Feng Shui arrangements and accessories that a person should wear. Wearing too many items can easily suppress the luck. Moreover, if the owner's fate is not strong, he cannot bear so much luck, and if he is not careful, the luck will backfire.
There are too many Feng Shui arrangements in Hengfei's house. If he really has the ability of the art, he would not make such a low-level mistake.
Ye Jin also cooperated with me and said, "Dou Ma, I'm telling you, Heng Fei is just a fool, he's nothing. If you're worried, just follow us and take a look."
Dou Po immediately refused: "That's your business, not mine. You can let me go, I'll pay you by the hour."
"This is a money-grubbing thing!" I replied in a bad mood and changed the subject. However, what Dou Po said left a knot in my heart, and I always felt that something was wrong. But at that time, I couldn't figure out what the problem was.
However, even if I figured it out, I would still go to Heng's. As I said, the business has already been taken over, so why would I regret it halfway
Heng Fei only took a day and a half to prepare everything, and Ye Jin and I went to Heng's house as scheduled.
After I checked the items, I directed the Heng family's servants to set up the altar and the Heng family's ancestor's tablet in the yard.
The way of ancestor worship in Northeast China is different from that in South China.
In the south, people pay attention to building ancestral halls, and the ancestral tablets are all placed in the ancestral halls. The ancestral halls of prominent families are often built very exquisitely, and the achievements of the ancestors are all in the ancestral halls for future generations to admire.
Ancestor worship in the Northeast is relatively simple. Although there are ancestral halls for ancestral worship in the Northeast, they are not as common as in the South. Even large families may not have ancestral halls. When ordinary people worship their ancestors, they usually set up an offering table in the west room, and place an ancestral tablet that looks like a screen on the table.
The lower part of the ancestor's seat is a picture, usually depicting the Twenty-Four Filial Exemplars, a noble family, and a large house with many descendants; the upper part is a rectangular empty grid, in which the names of the ancestors are filled. The top row is the ancestor of the current branch, and below him are the names of his descendants, and so on until the generation of the person offering ancestor worship.
Before the Spring Festival, family members will take out the ancestral tablet and set up offerings for sacrifice. After the 15th day, they will take it back, wrap it in cloth, and preserve it carefully until the New Year.
After the Heng family placed the ancestral tablet on the altar, I looked up at the two-meter-high ancestral tablet - there was only one name on the top row, and that was probably the old man from the Heng family, and he was also the only descendant in the family.
I watched for a while before I said to Hengfei, "Call all the men in your family, and don't let the women come and participate."
Hengfei said: "I only have two daughters, and there are no male children in the family."
I pointed to the cushion on the ground and said, "Kneel here, light three incense sticks, and bow three times. After the incense is lit, sit down. When you kneel, you must keep your back straight. You can't be careless at all. Got it?"
In ancient times, kneeling, bowing and sitting were actually the same posture.
Kneeling means kneeling on both knees with the upper body upright, which means being punished; worshiping means crawling on the ground with the upper body; and sitting means kneeling with the buttocks sitting on the heels.
Since he wanted to destroy his clan's fortune and sever ties with his ancestors, he had to kneel down and apologize first. After admitting his mistake, he could then change to a sitting position, indicating that he would not kneel again.
Hengfei lit three yellow incense sticks as I arranged, and I poured three large bowls of wine in front of him. I grabbed his left hand, cut his fingers, and dripped blood into the bowls. I didn't finish until all three bowls of wine were dyed red. Then I placed the wine bowls on the altar.
By the time Hengfei had wrapped his finger, I had someone place five dou of grains on the ground in front of the altar. After I picked up the wine bowl to pay respect to heaven and earth, I said loudly: "Three bowls of wine to pay for the blood of our ancestors, and five dou of grain to repay the kindness of raising us. Tonight we will break into the house, and tomorrow we will not follow the grudges."
As soon as I finished speaking, the candles on both sides of the altar suddenly burst into flames. The flames, more than half a foot high, seemed to be filled with anger, whistling in the night wind. The tips of the flames blown by the wind were like two sharp knives that stabbed straight in the direction of Hengfei.
Although the candle flame was still more than a meter away from Hengfei, Hengfei felt as if he was burned by the fire. He was so scared that he almost stood up and ran away. Monk Shi, who was standing behind him, stretched out his hand and pushed him back: "Don't be afraid! We are here, nothing will happen to us."
If descendants betray their ancestors, the ancestors will naturally be angry and punish them. What the sorcerer needs to do at this time is to block the other party's three accusations and force the other party to accept the sacrifice on the altar.
As long as the ghost takes the sacrifice when it is at its wits' end, it is tantamount to acknowledging that the descendants have fully repaid the kindness of their ancestors and will not cause trouble to them again. The kindness and bloodline are severed, and the luck of the grave naturally cannot affect future generations. The so-called end of luck is of course a reality.
Heng Fei, still in shock, whispered, "Mr. Wu, why do I feel... I feel like there's someone above the ancestor's seat?"
When I looked up at the Heng family's ancestor's seat, I saw a figure sitting there. Although the faceless black figure showed no expression, I could tell from his continuous clenching and unclenching of his hands that he was so angry that he was almost out of control.
I said in a deep voice, "Your ancestors are here. No matter what happens, you can't kneel, you can't bow, you can't beg for mercy. Once you give in, it means you are wrong. Don't even think about ruining your luck in the future! Do you understand?"
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Thank you Doudou for the reward! (To be continued)