In the middle of the night, the temperature in the forest became lower and lower.

Qin Shui took out the wine from Yuhan and asked everyone to drink some. Of course, he first gave Lin Zhoumian a bottle of respect. Lin Zhoumian did not be polite to him this time. After taking the bottle, he drank most of the time, and then handed the remaining movements to Bai Luoluo naturally.

Lin Zhoumian's actions made Wu Pu, who was watching the other side, glared at the four-eyed beads. Bai Luoluo felt helpless at his gaze and just pretended that he hadn't seen it. Then he took the bottle from Lin Zhoumian's hand and took a sip.

The strong alcohol enters the throat, and the throat feels like it is cut by something at first, but soon the pain turns into sweetness, and the full heat is transmitted from the stomach to the limbs.

"This wine is good." Qin Shuidao, "This is our Qin family's unique recipe..."

Bai Luoluo nodded and said, "It's really good." The wine was so effective in driving away the cold. After drinking it, his feet, which had been icy, finally had a hint of warmth.

"It's too cold." Qin Shuidao, "The climate is a bit abnormal. The first time I saw snow falling so quickly." He said, roasting some hot food for everyone to share.

Lin Zhoumian still had nothing to eat. He closed his eyes and faced the fire, as if he was thinking about something.

No one else dared to disturb him, and even Bai Luoluo, who was beside him, spoke softly.

"To be honest." Qin Shui did not dare to talk to Lin Zhoumian, so he could only bit Bai Luoluo quietly, "Before coming here, I didn't believe this, but when I saw the black water in the coffin, I had to believe it." The black water that should have frozen in the low temperature was actually flowing slowly. This scene made Qin Shui feel a pile of snow was stuffed into his back, so he was so cold that his heart was soaked.

Belarus borrowed a systematic golden sentence and said: "Some things cannot be explained scientifically now, but they can definitely be explained scientifically in the future."

Qin Shui was silent for a moment. Obviously, he didn't expect that Bai Luoluo, who was a Feng Shui master and apprentice, could say such materialistic words. Finally, after holding it in for a long time, he said: "Oh, that's it."

Everyone was trembling in the cold snow, and there was a black coffin next to him that couldn't stand it. Bai Luoluo's nose was red and shrank like a mushroom. In fact, this group of people should be the weakest. Zhou Zhizhi was a liar with five bodies and had not done professional physical training, so by the second half of the night, Bai Luoluo was already a little cold. I don't know if it was his illusion, but when he was so cold that he vaguely felt a warm heat coming from his side, which made him unable to help but want to get closer and closer.

Wu Chusi watched Bai Luoluo retreat to Lin Zhoumian's side and pressed his face to Lin Zhoumian's shoulder.

Wu Zuosi: "..."

Qin Shui next to him also saw it and whispered: "Is this really a disciple of the gentleman?"

Wu Zusi glanced at him and said quietly: "Not yet, it may be soon."

Qin Hui patted his shoulder and said, "It seems that this kind of thing has not come first and then come."

Wu Zuosi was so excited by Bai Luoluo that he grinded his teeth.

It was finally dawn and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Zhoumian's cold voice rang out, and he said, "Let's start."

Qin Shui was unable to end it quickly, so he nodded quickly and said, "Okay, okay."

Then Lin Zhoumian briefly told them what they should pay attention to, and then took the four Qin family members carrying coffins to the cemetery that Lin Zhoumian had watched before.

The coffin is a bit worn in the past. The corpse inside should not be very heavy, but the expressions of the four great men when they lifted it can make the people next to them see that the coffin seemed very heavy. However, the footprints under their feet were no different from usual.

Qin Shui couldn't help but ask, "Is it that heavy?" He now walked behind Lin Zhoumian with his ancestor's spiritual appearance in his hand.

Lin Zhoumian said coldly: "The resentment of your ancestors has accumulated for decades. Do you think it's serious?"

Qin Shui was blocked by Lin Zhoumian's words so much that he couldn't say anything.

Because the coffin is too heavy, several waves of people have to be replaced halfway. Originally, Qin Shui wanted Bai Luoluo to help, but Lin Zhoumian said: If it is not the descendants of the Qin family, they should not carry the coffin, so they had to let Qin Shui extinguish the idea of ​​cheating the free labor force.

Just walk all the way, change all the way, and when you reach your destination, more than a dozen middle-aged men will be exhausted and paralyzed.

It is logical that Qin Shui, who was holding the spirit, should be quite relaxed, but there was still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. I don’t know if he was scared or tired.

"Mr. Lin, is it here?" Qin Shui stopped when he saw Lin Zhoumian and looked around, but he really didn't see anything special.

"Yeah." Lin Zhoumian asked everyone to put the coffin on the ground, turned around and drew a rough shape with the snow pole in his hand, then knocked on the middle and said, "Dig."

So everyone took a break and started construction.

Qin Shui thought this matter was settled so he felt relieved while wiping his sweat. But he had only been halfway through his breath. Lin Zhoumian took out two months and half-shaped wooden blocks from his arms, handed them to Qin Shui, and said, "Come."

Qin Shuidao: "What is this?"

Lin Zhoumian said coldly: "R(jiǎo) cup, something to divine."

Qin Shui didn't dare to answer and asked in a trembling voice: "What's the use of this thing?"

I don’t know if it was Bai Luoluo’s illusion, but he actually felt that Lin Zhoumian’s tone had a faint smile and said, “Ask your ancestors if they are satisfied with this land.”

Seeing Qin Shui's expression, Lin Zhoumian never felt a little soft-hearted because others pretended to be pitiful. He had no expression on his face, and he had two R cups in his hand, and he just reached in front of Qin Shui.

In the end, Qin Shui wrinkled his face and took the r cup.

Lin Zhoumian said, "Kneel down in front of the coffin, ask questions in your heart, and then throw down the R cup in your hand."

Qin Shui nodded, knelt down at the coffin, and asked his ancestors pitifully if they could forgive them. After he finished asking, he threw the r cup on the ground with both hands.

The r cup fell to the ground, and both of them were on the opposite side.

Seeing this, Qin Shui quickly turned his head and looked at Lin Zhoumian in anticipation, staring at him to explain the hexagram.

"Cry." Lin Zhoumian's voice was like ice, and he said, "He would not allow it."

Qin Shui almost breathed a sigh of relief and hurried over.

Lin Zhoumian said: "What questions did you ask him?"

Qin Shui said: "I, I asked him if he could forgive us..."

Lin Zhoumian frowned and said, "Didn't I ask you to ask him if he is satisfied with this land?"

Qin Shui almost cried when he heard this, and said, "But even if the ancestors are satisfied with this land, he will not forgive us...will all this be done in vain?"

After hearing his words, Lin Zhoumian said nothing and turned around and was about to leave.

Qin Shui was so scared that he rolled and crawled to Lin Zhoumian. He wanted to grab his trouser legs, but Lin Zhoumian directly avoided it. In the end, Qin Shui could only lie in the snow and howl and said, "Mr. Lin, you can't leave. Didn't you say that if this matter is not done well, your apprentice will be implicated--"

He knew that Lin Zhoumian could not let go of anything, and this sentence successfully made Lin Zhoumian stop.

"Ask again." Lin Zhoumian said coldly, "If you make a good decision this time, I will not be able to help you."

Qin Shui nodded quickly and knelt before the coffin again. This time he finally became a little clever. Before asking the question, he kowtowed to his ancestors a few times, said something good, and then threw down the R cup in his hand.

One positive and one negative, the holy r, represents the agreement. Lin Zhoumian's expression finally relaxed, and he said, "Well, I'm ready to be buried."

Qin Shui fell to the ground with a soft distortion.

The pit was dug quickly. Although it was not easy to dig a pit in this cold weather, Lin Zhoumian still supervised them to dig enough depth.

When they were dug in the end, everyone looked like they were about to lose their vigor, which was in sharp contrast to the vitality at the beginning.

Lin Zhoumian asked Bai Luoluo to sweep from beginning to end in the tomb with a broom. Bai Luoluo did not ask why, and did it obediently. Then Lin Zhoumian wrapped all the prepared salt, tea, beans and rice into the tomb, lit three more incense sticks, and asked everyone to slowly put the coffin in.

After the coffin was buried in the soil, Lin Zhoumian took out the Jiyin compass on the coffin, and he said, "Fill it."

Everyone took shovels and started filling the soil inside.

The black soil gradually covered the black coffin. Lin Zhoumian said lightly to Qin Shui: "You will create a new tombstone for your ancestors within a month."

Qin Shui nodded.

Lin Zhoumian said again: "During the festival, incense is indispensable."

Qin Shui said obediently.

Lin Zhoumian reminded some things again. Although his expression was very cold, these things were very detailed. In the end, Qin Shui had to take out a notebook and start memorizing them.

"If you think you can do these things yourself, ask your ancestors the question you wanted to ask at the beginning." Lin Zhoumian handed the r cup to Qin Shui again.

Qin Shui took the r cup, said a lot of good things, made many promises, and finally asked the question just now in his heart, and then carefully threw the r cup in his hand.

All of them are frontal, Qin Shui looked at the hexagram and looked at Lin Zhoumian quickly.

Lin Zhoumian pondered and said, "Laugh."

Qin Shui said in a hoarse voice: "What does it mean, Mr. Lin."

Lin Zhoumian said, "It means he can't explain it clearly. In the end, it depends on whether what you said has been implemented. It is also a good hexagram."

Qin Shui finally breathed a sigh of relief. All the sweat beads on his face condensed into ice residue, and his whole expression was particularly dull.

Lin Zhoumian said, "It's OK, let's go."

Things seemed to have finally been resolved successfully, and the group gave up their minds and returned to the wooden house.

Without the big stone in his heart, Qin Shui couldn't help but drink a lot in the wooden house. Finally, he got drunk and hugged Wu Shusi and cried and said that he was so fucking scared that he was so frightened that he would have peed his pants, would he have frozen into popsicles?

Wu Zusi was so annoyed by him that he said, "Why don't you go to complain to the gentleman?"

Qin Shui said, "Why did I dare? It was just that my husband scared him so much that he almost pissed his pants."

Bai Luoluo looked at him from the side, thinking that there was finally another person trembling with him.

At night, Bai Luoluo and Lin Zhoumian were lying in the same room. Bai Luoluo didn't drink much at night, and Lin Zhoumian had not even dripped in wine, so the two of them were still sober.

Originally, Bai Luoluo thought that this silence would continue until the two of them fell asleep, but Lin Zhoumian spoke again. He said, "During the daytime, have you seen anything above the coffin?"

Bai Luoluo said, "What did you see? A cloud that looks a bit like a black one?" He did see it, but it seemed that it was not appropriate to say it at that time, so he didn't say anything.

Lin Zhoumian sighed slightly and said, "Is it true that the whole family doesn't come in?"

Bai Luoluo said inexplicably: "What does it mean?"

Lin Zhoumian said, "The Qin family's ancestor was very resentful, I'm afraid the Qin family will be unlucky for a long time." Although the ancestor responded to Qin Shui's words, he was actually very disappointed with this family. Unless everything is perfect in the family, he will be very unlucky once he slacked off.

After listening to Lin Zhoumian's explanation, Bai Luoluo said, "But... the location of this ancestral tomb is really that important?"

Lin Zhoumian said, "The place where the ancestral tomb is the root of the clan. Your roots are in a place with abundant water and soil, and the branches and leaves that bloom will naturally become more lush. If the roots are broken, it is not strange that the tree will die."
To be continued...