"138000 is the price of our super high-end cemetery in Yong'an cemetery. It not only provides luxury decoration, but also occupies the Fengshui treasure land of the cemetery. Buying such a cemetery for our ancestors can not only express our respect for them, but also give them good fortune. Even if they can't get into Shuimu and Beijing University, they can go to Nanshan University... " The saleswoman went on and on.
Liu Lang heard the black line.
If we find a good cemetery to bury our ancestors, the younger generation will be able to lie down, become officials, earn money, and go to school, not to mention 1381 Ping. Even if 1.381 Ping is not expensive.
But Liu Lang is a professional. How can he be fooled by a little laygirl.
To tell you the truth, yinzhai does have an impact on later generations, but it is not so exaggerated. If Zhang Daoling, the founder of geomantic omen, may really be able to gather Qi and make the descendants of the deceased flourish. However, according to Liu Lang's understanding of Laozi Xiang Er Zhu, even if Zhang Daoling wants to achieve that, he has to transform many things, such as terrain, water flow, trees, etc. it is not simply to find a so-called geomantic treasure land and bury people.
In a sense, the real geomantic omen is the extension of the array. It takes the geographical trend of mountains and rivers as the eye of the array, and gathers the Qi of heaven and earth.
However, today, geomantic omen has gradually developed into a branch of architecture. Building houses and burying graves to see Fengshui is more of a psychological consolation.
What's more, Liu Lang's purpose today is to find a resting place for Ma Zhaodi's relic, which is even less exquisite.
"Well, don't tell me so much. It's thirteen eighty-one. Calculate the total price for me. I'll take one." Liu Lang waves his hand and interrupts the saleswoman.
Although the price of 1381 Ping in Yong'an cemetery can be regarded as a sky high price, the cemetery is not the same as the sun house, and the area is much smaller. Therefore, the total price is not too frightening. It is about 1.2 million. For Liu Lang, the price is not too high or too low. It is enough to show his respect for an immortal.
The saleswoman thought that she had to pay a lot of lip service, but she didn't expect that the opposite Liu Lang made a direct decision, which made her a little confused for a while.
Before that, she had never met such a simple customer. Generally, the purchase of cemeteries was for the parents of their elders. It was a very serious matter, just like buying a house for living people. Some customers even brought Mr. Feng Shui to the cemetery and ran to the cemetery with a compass. How can Liu Lang be the same as buying vegetables in the market.
"Don't you go and have a look at it?" The saleswoman doubted.
"Isn't it a cemetery? If there's anything to see, you can calculate it for me. I'm in a hurry. " Liu Lang certainly doesn't care so much.
"Young man, you've got a lot of knowledge in the mansion. Are you not afraid that the spirits of heaven will blame you if you just choose the right place for your ancestors Just then, a voice came from behind Liu Lang.
Liu Lang looked back, talking about an old man in his 70s and 80s.
The old man was dressed in a red and black Tang suit. He was a little fat. His hair on his head was almost lost, leaving only a white circle. Under his chin, he had a half foot long beard. At the moment, the old man in Tang costume was looking at Liu Lang coldly, with disdain and disdain in his eyes.
Liu Lang was depressed.
Who's provoked by himself? If you come to buy a graveyard to bury a stone, how can you get hatred?
"Master Tang, why are you here?" Without waiting for Liu Lang to speak, the saleswoman ran to the old man and asked respectfully.
"Can't I come?" The old man was obviously in a bad mood and snorted coldly.
The saleswoman smiles awkwardly. She is also very depressed about the unprovoked lying gun. Originally, the graveyard was to be sold out, but the old man came. Isn't this going to cut off her fortune?
"Sir, I don't seem to spend your money on the graveyard, do you? You don't have to worry about how to buy it? " Liu Lang is not in a good mood, and his tone is full of gunpowder.
"It's really your business how to buy it, but how to sell it is up to me. Yong'an cemetery is not built for people like you. You are not welcome here. Go!" The old man did not soften up, said tit for tat.
Liu Lang didn't know what the old man was. He couldn't help but look back at the woman salesman.
"Excuse me, sir." Female sales face hard to pull Liu Lang aside, whispered to Liu Lang: "you have no idea, this Tang is the famous master of Nanfeng Feng Shui, is also our boss's good friend, Yongan cemetery is designed by Tang master, from the site layout, are he has the final say, even our boss, Tang master is listening to. And I'm just a part-time worker, so this cemetery can't sell you any more. "
"That's what happened. No wonder the old man's words were so rude." Liu Lang nodded and turned back to the old man in Tang costume: "master Tang, don't you dare to talk to me about the knowledge of shady houses? I'm really laughing at me. At your level, the cemetery you designed dare to sell 1381 Ping, and I won't even think about it.""Do you doubt the cemetery I designed? Who gave you courage? " The old man in Tang Dynasty became angry. He had studied geomantic metaphysics all his life. This Yongan cemetery can be said to be the crystallization of his painstaking efforts and can not be questioned by others.
"Courage?" Liu Lang disdained to shake his head. "Do you think that the design around the whole cemetery is perfect, but have you ever heard a saying that when there is no water, the wind will come and the air will disperse; if there is water, the air will stop but the wind will not. Can the stagnant water really gather the wind into gas?"
"If there is no water, the wind will arrive and the air will disperse; if there is water, the air will stop but the wind will not..." The old man in Tang costume chewed two sentences carefully and was stunned on the spot.
When he regained consciousness, Liu Lang had already disappeared.
Originally, I wanted to buy a cemetery to bury Ma Zhaodi's relic, but I was so angry that Liu Lang didn't go to any other cemetery.
He drove directly to the mountain, found a good looking place, dug a hole, and buried the relic.
While burying soil, Liu Lang murmured: "sister Ma, I also want you to find a high-end place, but your luck is so bad that you can't buy any money. Therefore, you can only stay in the wild mountains. However, don't be sad. If you have time, I will come to see you."
After burying Ma Zhaodi's relic, Liu Lang drove back to the city. On the way, he received a call from Zhang Tianyi. Zhang Tianyi said that he had a deep understanding of the first half of Laozi xianger Zhu, and he would fly to Nanshan tomorrow to be tested by martial uncle.
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