Although it's hard to accept, as long as people are faced with life, aging, illness and death, even practitioners are the same. As long as they can't break through the final pass and impact the immortality, practitioners will die one day, but the process will be very long compared with ordinary people.

In fact, death can be said to be the end of all people or animals.

For people like Jiang Jinguo and Si Yunguan who have been in power for most of their lives, no matter how many storms they have experienced and how much wealth they have enjoyed, they will eventually turn into a handful of loess like those who live at the bottom of society.

Si Yun Guan is now close to the age of rarity, and time is running out. The descendants of the Si family have already been chosen by him as the final resting place.

Although Si Yang and other Si's family members were very reluctant to give up, after all, the fact that the family could have today's situation was almost set off by the chief cloud officer.

Just like Jiang Jinguo in Jiang's family, Si Yunguan is the Qing Tian white jade pillar of the family. As long as he is in the family, he can be as stable as Mount Tai.

Maybe Si Yunguan also thought that his life was not long, so he began to hand over his resources to Si Yang one after another. He wanted to make him climb as high as possible in his lifetime to ensure that he had a barrier for his family in the future.

"My father's back land was chosen as the ancestral Cemetery outside the city." Si Yang said with some difficulty.

"That makes sense." Lin Hao nodded his head lightly and said a word.

"Mr. Lin, do you have any questions?" Siyang asked subconsciously.

"Of course, your family has been calculated for several years, and the Yin and yang are separated from each other, and the ancestors can't directly remind you, younger generation. The place where the elder Si's ancestral tomb is chosen is the role of medium. That's why the elder Si is the only one in your family who has a strange disease."

"If I'm not wrong, Mr. Si often dreams about his elders when he goes to bed at night before he gets sick. This was originally a hint from your ancestors. It's just that your children and grandchildren are too stupid to understand what their ancestors mean, which makes them angry." Lin Hao can't explain.

Hearing this, Si Yang understood that although it was hard for people to believe it, he thought the ancestors were too unreliable, didn't he? Who can understand the whole story?

While the three were talking, Si Yun Guan came in from the outside.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Lin Hao's eyebrows unconsciously picked up. Si Yunguan is a man of age, but he is still walking fast. He has a breathtaking atmosphere all over his body. A discerning person can see that he has the momentum of a superior.

Moreover, Siyun Guan looks very energetic and has no trace of suffering from illness.

Lin Hao unconsciously glanced at Jiang Jinguo, thinking that these old guys are really not simple goods.

"Old man Jiang, is this the doctor you sent for me?" Si Yun Guan's eyes only stayed on Lin Hao for a moment, then he asked the old man.

"Well, you really have to thank me this time, or you might be the first one among us." Jiang Jinguo has a smile on his face.

Si Yang came to his father, helped him to sit down in a chair, and told Lin Hao about what he had said before.

"Little doll, have you studied Feng Shui?" The division cloud official is surprised and a little bit surprised to see to Lin Hao.

At Si Yun Guan's age, he doesn't think that there are things in the world that are not learned and skillful. Three hundred and sixty lines lead to the number one scholar. As long as the deep iron pestle is ground into a needle and hard work is done to cultivate the land, he can become a great master.

"I just happened to study a little in an ancient book." Lin Hao can't boast that he is proficient. The most basic way of conversation is to pour seven points of tea and leave seven points of speech.

"Sometimes it's not a good thing for young people to be too modest. Excessive self modesty will make others feel that you are incompetent, which will lead to some unnecessary conflicts." Si Yun said something outside the official words.

All the people present are smart, so they can understand the implication.

"Yes, sir, I've been taught!" I'm sincere.

"Since it's Mr. Jiang who recommended you, I won't doubt you. You can do whatever you want. In short, I have only one request. Don't kill me carelessly. I can take a breath."

"Although my old life is not worth money, I still have a few years to live and take care of the family." What Si Yun Guan said was very insipid, as if he had already looked down on life and death.

Lin Hao didn't speak, just smile of foil, in the heart can't help to see two eyes to the division cloud officer.

"Come on, boy, you can take Siyang to do what you want. I'll have a word with this old man." Jiang Jinguo suddenly broke in.

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In a private hospital, looking at Meng Jianshu wrapped in bandages on his bed, Meng Haishan in the ward and his son Meng Zhenjiang's face are all black and blue.