"Miss, have you discovered a pattern? Everything that happened today was like a miracle, and all the miracles were created by Chen Xingran, and in the end, he helped you, miss."

Xia Surou said: "Xiaoqin, you think too much."

"Miss! Do you think this was Chen Xingran's deliberate plan to gain favor in front of you? He must have some purpose!"

Xia Surou shook her head and said, "No, Chen Xingran is not such a person."

"Miss, how long have you known him? To put it bluntly, miss, you have been deceived by him! Now you don't think he is a bad person at all, you only feel that you have a good impression of him! Miss, you just returned to China,

Many people in China are very bad, especially those at the bottom of society!"

"Okay, stop talking. I think Chen Xingran is definitely not a bad person."

After Chen Xingran returned to the dormitory, it was already getting dark.

The young lady I met today was buying a gift for her grandfather. Chen Xingran also thought of his own grandfather, but it was a pity that his grandfather had passed away many years ago.

Chen Xingran is an orphan, and his grandfather adopted him.

Without his grandfather, Chen Xingran would not be alive today.

Since I became a fool, I haven't visited my grandfather's grave for more than a year.

The next day.

Chen Xingran bought some drinks, yellow paper, and candles, and took a taxi to Shounan Mountain, fifty kilometers away from Jiangcheng.

This Shounan Mountain is a wild mountain, but it is said that it has good Feng Shui and was once a dragon vein hundreds of years ago.

Grandpa's grave was chosen by himself before his death. Grandpa said that if he passed away one day, he would let Chen Xingran bury him there.

Taxis can only park at the foot of the mountain. Grandpa's grave is halfway up Shounan Mountain, and you have to hike several kilometers up the mountain road.

Chen Xingran had just been walking along the mountain road for half an hour when he suddenly heard the sound of Taoist priests doing something from the side of the mountain road.

Chen Xingran walked through the bushes and saw a large tomb. This tomb covered an area of ​​dozens of square meters. The tombstone alone used a half-meter-thick marble column, giving it a majestic look.

Feel.

Chen Xingran suddenly discovered unexpectedly that this tomb was not only grand and grand, but also had excellent feng shui.

Chen Xingran had a pair of heavenly eyes, and at this moment he suddenly saw a golden rooster standing on the tombstone.

The feng shui of this cemetery is actually the extremely rare golden rooster pecking at the white rice.

If the Yin Mansion can be located on the Feng Shui terrain where golden roosters peck at white rice, the descendants will definitely have wealth and luck, and the family will be able to prosper for at least fifty years!

However, Chen Xingran discovered that although the golden rooster was pecking at the white rice in this cemetery, the golden rooster was about to fly away!

The excellent feng shui of this cemetery that protects future generations is about to be lost!

At this moment, the Taoist priest who was chanting spells and casting spells seemed to be trying to consolidate the Feng Shui of this cemetery. However, although the Taoist priest knew some Taoism and managed to hold the Golden Rooster, he could not keep the Golden Rooster, and the Golden Rooster was about to collapse.

Such a good Feng Shui is about to fall apart.

Chen Xingran couldn't help but sigh, somewhat regretful.

"Who is peeking at this Heavenly Master casting spells?" At this time, the Taoist priest noticed Chen Xingran, and he scolded Chen Xingran unhappily.

"I was just passing by," Chen Xingran said.

The Taoist priest accepted the teaching, and a middle-aged man wearing luxury brands standing next to the Taoist priest asked nervously: "Master Jin, has the Feng Shui of my ancestral grave been preserved?"

Taoist Jin received a lot of money from Li Changfa. Before that, he had vowed that as long as he took action, he would be absolutely foolproof.

But obviously he overestimated his ability. The feng shui of the golden rooster pecking at the white rice was simply not something he could maintain.

Naturally, Taoist Jin would not say that he was not good enough. He immediately blamed all his incompetence on Chen Xingran who was passing by.
Chapter completed!