Ma Jin asked, "Master Dao Tianji, how is the auspicious Feng Shui site you found this time?"
Dao Tianji looked hesitant and said, "It's an auspicious Feng Shui site of a kind rarely seen in a hundred years."
"There's just one complication. It's in Eight Trigrams Village in Pingzhou. Buying a hill there will be somewhat difficult."
Eight Trigrams Village?
Everyone else looked bewildered. Only Ma Jin's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected the place Dao Tianji had found to lie within Eight Trigrams Village's territory.
"Dad, we're so rich. Buying a hill shouldn't be too much of a problem, should it?" Ma Xian asked in puzzlement.
He didn't understand why his father's expression had turned so grim upon hearing about Eight Trigrams Village.
Ma Xian sighed and said, "Eight Trigrams Village is a special place. Rumor has it that it was the ancestral home of a Feng Shui master a thousand years ago."
"That's precisely why there are so many auspicious Feng Shui sites nearby. Some even rival the current location of our ancestral graves."
"Unfortunately, Eight Trigrams Village is downright uncanny. Plenty of powerful people once tried to seize its hills by force to obtain an auspicious Feng Shui site. Every one of them ended up with their families ruined and dead."
Eight Trigrams Village had a rule: without the village's permission, no one could be buried in the nearby hills.
In an ordinary mountain village, getting the villagers' permission wouldn't be difficult. All it took was money.
But Eight Trigrams Village was different. Regardless of their status, anyone from outside the village was forbidden from being buried nearby.
"Not even with money?"
"No."
Ma Jin looked at Dao Tianji and said awkwardly, "Master Dao Tianji, why don't we find somewhere else?"
At his words,
Dao Tianji smiled