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001 Retirement (Part 1)

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    I was born in a remote mountain village in the Northeast. It is said that on the day of my birth, someone saw two yellow-skinned children standing in front of my ancestor's grave like people, bowing their heads incessantly.

    My grandfather Chen Yan is a Fengshui master, he believed in fate, so he gave me a very unpopular name, Chen Huangpi.

    On the second day after I was born, there was a large-scale chinchilla infestation in the village, and all the chickens and ducks of the villagers were stolen.

    In addition, during that time, two villagers went to the mountain to collect herbs, and fell to their deaths in a strange way, and there were two more widows in the village.

    People in the village believed in evil and felt that I was unlucky, so they proposed to send me away many times.

    If it weren't for my second uncle being the village head and having some prestige, I wouldn't be able to stay.

    But when I was one year old, there was a sudden severe drought in the village, and there was no harvest.  In addition, I was weak and sick, and the villagers pointed their finger at me again. This time, even my second uncle was useless.

    Just when the conflict between my family and the villagers reached its peak, something happened that made all the villagers silent.

    At noon that day, there were hundreds of luxury cars lined up from one mile outside the entrance of the village to my door.

    The reason is very simple. The ghost hand of Qingma, who has been sealed for five years, decided to come out of the mountain again and make another divination.

    It was at that time that my family knew that my grandfather was actually the famous green hemp ghost hand. My family is a linen family, and my grandfather is the sixteenth generation descendant.

    Almost all the people who came to ask Grandpa for fortune-telling that day were big names in politics, business and Feng Shui.

    The plum blossom sage, the alchemist in green clothes, the earth master with a big snake coiled around his body It is said that even the richest man in the provincial capital has come.

    They all want to get the last hexagram of grandpa. After all, grandpa has made a hexagram 3,964 times in his life, and none of them has fallen.

    And after the hexagram is sealed, the hexagram will be repeated, which will shorten the life span, and the person who gets the hexagram will also be contaminated with the luck of the grandpa's loss, so they will squeeze their heads to fight for it.

    Grandpa's request is very simple, he must bring a baby girl who is about the same age as me, and he will choose one to marry me, and his last word will also be given to this family.

    The one who got this hexagram in the end was not an insider, he was Ye Qingshan from a well-to-do family in Xijiang City, Ye Family.

    Ye Qingshan betrothed my daughter who was three months younger than me to me after getting the hexagram from my grandfather.

    Since then, I have a wife in name, her name is nice, Ye Hongyu.

    Ye Qingshan and my grandfather agreed that the two of us must meet on my 21st birthday and pick me up to be the son-in-law of the Ye family.

    Following Ye Qingshan's departure, a major event that caused a sensation in the Feng Shui circles across the country came to an end.

    Oddly enough, the village has been doing well since then.

    Coupled with my grandfather's prestige, my family's status in the village has also risen, and no one dares to trouble me anymore.

    My health has improved, but my grandfather's body has been deteriorating. People in their sixties look like seventy or eighty-year-olds, with gray hair.

    When I was ten years old, my grandfather called me to the back mountain.

    He stood with his hands behind his back, his face solemn.

    I have always been in awe of my grandfather, feeling that something big is about to happen, and I am too scared to speak.

    Grandpa solemnly asked me if I was ready to become the seventeenth generation heir of the Mai family.

    But I still couldn't help asking my grandfather, why the second uncle begged him for the rest of his life and refused to teach him, but he wanted to pass on his skills to me from generation to generation.

    Grandpa sighed desolately, he said that this is not a good thing, fortune-telling is just spying on the sky, and it is destined to commit five disadvantages and three disadvantages.  Therefore, old gentlemen who are truly moral and deeds are often either deaf or blind, and cannot die well.

    However, I committed five disadvantages and three deficiencies from birth, which made my grandfather, who was about to terminate the inheritance, decide to let me inherit his mantle.

    ?Because this is my destiny, it was destined to be like this from the moment I was born.

    That day I knelt on the top of the mountain and solemnly knocked three times.  One knock on the gods and spirits of heaven and earth, two knocks on lonely souls and wild ghosts, and three knocks on ancestors.

    Since then, I have become the seventeenth generation descendant of the linen family. My family is of the line of green linen. My grandfather was nicknamed the green linen ghost hand, but he gave me the title of Kunlun.

    I asked my grandfather why it was called Kunlun, and my grandfather said that our lineage originated from Kunlun Shenshan.

    I should be the last descendant of the generation. Origin and death, Kunlun is the place that all Fengshui masters yearn for. He hopes that one day I can really stand on the top of Kunlun, so that I may have the strength to completely change the fate of Fengshui masters.

    I learn?Feng Shui secrets come very quickly, even my grandfather can't help but often praise my talent.

    I remember an ancient book called "Shaking the Dragon Classic". Grandpa said that he didn't master it until he was thirty-five years old, and I mastered the method of searching for dragons and grasping pulse when I was fourteen years old.

    I am crazily learning the art of feng shui yin and yang, and I don't know if it is because of this. I am relatively withdrawn and have few friends. In addition, the villagers privately say that I am an ominous person, and I am not less popular with my peers.  Roll eyes.

    These things have long been normal to me. The most unbearable thing for me is that my grandfather strictly forbids me to watch things before the age of 21. He said that if I relapse, he will lose all his achievements.

    This really makes me aggrieved. I have a lot of skills but can't apply what I have learned. That kind of powerlessness and grievance has always caused me to suffer.

    I once saw with my own eyes that the sun lamps on the shoulders of Mr. Zhang who treated me well were flickering dimly.

    Sure enough, within two days when he was plowing the field, he was killed by his own cattle.

    Another time, I noticed that Zhang Ya, a girl I really liked, had a bluish face, and there was a faint red spot two centimeters from the corner of her right mouth.  This was a crime of adultery. One day later, on the way home from school, she was dragged into the corn field by the village's second idiot.

    I was in extreme pain that day, and felt that I was an accomplice.

    I didn't dare to see Zhang Ya, so I watched secretly.  When I saw the sun lamp on her right shoulder flickering, blowing towards my neck like the wind, I knew that she couldn't bear the humiliation and wanted to commit suicide.

    I couldn't bear it any longer, and secretly went to Zhang Ya's father, telling him to take good care of his daughter, and it was best to tie her up with a rope, otherwise the little girl might commit suicide if she couldn't stand the stimulation.

    Zhang Ya was rescued, but I fell seriously ill because of it.

    I was bedridden, had a headache and fever, suffered from vomiting and diarrhea, and even fell into a coma.

    I didn't wake up until three days later. After waking up, I learned the terrible news that my grandfather died.

    I was only eighteen that year, and I lost forever my grandfather who loved me the most.

    I heard from my mother that on the second day after I fell ill, my grandfather entered the mass grave in the back mountain alone.

    He found himself a location with the worst geomantic omen, dug a hole and buried himself alive without even a coffin.

    No one knows how grandpa buried himself alive. If my mother hadn't been entrusted with a dream, I wouldn't even know that grandpa had passed away for the rest of my life.

    That day I knelt down before burying my grandpa¡¯s unremarkable soil bag, cried for a whole day and night, and finally passed out.

    I know that grandpa did this to save me, and he left his last life to his grandson.

    This incident hit me hard, and I felt that I had killed my grandpa.

    Since then, I have completely dropped out of school, stayed at home, and lived in my grandfather's old house. The only thing that accompanied me was the Feng Shui secret technique that my grandfather left me.

    In addition to what my grandfather left me, there is another belief that supports me.

    That is my wife, Ye Hongyu.

    This was my grandfather's greatest wish during his lifetime. He hoped that I must marry him. He said that only she can resolve my fate.

    Finally, on my twenty-first birthday, a million-dollar Mercedes-Benz, which I had never seen before, drove up to my door.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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