Lin Fan glanced around. Mountains surrounded them, and a small stream flowed straight down from the slopes.
With both mountains and water, a place like this usually had plenty of favorable burial sites.
The owner said awkwardly, "My father chose this place."
As it turned out, the owner's father had picked the location before he died.
Before long.
They reached the mountainside, only to be greeted by a scene of utter devastation.
The finished grave had already been dug up. The coffin lid had been tossed aside, and a decomposing corpse lay exposed, with white bones showing through in several places.
Some worthless objects from the coffin were scattered around. Anything valuable had been taken.
At the sight.
The owner was so furious that he could barely breathe. He had never imagined that his unfilial son would actually dare to commit such an outrageous act.
An Uncle Cop escorted the blond young man over to identify the crime scene. "Wang Dongliang, did you take everything from this grave?"
Even now, the blond young man showed no remorse whatsoever.
He sneered. "I did it, and I'll own up to it. This is my grandfather's grave. What's wrong with digging it up?"
"That's not a crime, is it? Is there a law saying you can't dig up your own relative's grave?"
Hearing this.
The Uncle Cop said calmly, "Although I can't determine your guilt myself, there's something you should know. You and the owner have already severed your father-son relationship. You were his adopted son to begin with, so now that the relationship has been severed, you're no longer related to the person buried here."
"Now identify what you did at the scene."
The Uncle Cops began taking photographs to preserve the evidence, collecting fingerprints, and recording the blond young man's statement as he identified the scene.
"Water flows past the front, a great White Tiger mountain stands behind it, and the terrain to the left has the form of the Vermilion Bird. This really is an excellent burial site."
"If the grave here hadn't been disturbed, you might not have become fabulously wealthy, but living out your life in peace would certainly have been no problem."
Lin Fan sighed. Such a fine burial site had been ruined just like that.
At his words.
The owner hurriedly asked, "Master, if I bury my father here again right now, can that make up for it?"
Lin Fan shook his head. "Once a burial site has been damaged, it loses its effect for a while. But I can see another good spot over there."
He pointed to a place ten meters away.
The owner's father probably knew a little about feng shui, but not much.
A mere ten meters made a world of difference.
"Call some people over. We'll help you bury your father again," Lin Fan instructed.
Without hesitating, the owner immediately called for help.
In less than half an hour.
A group of burial workers arrived on the mountain. Under Lin Fan's guidance, they quickly built a new grave ten meters away.
Then they buried the owner's father in the new plot.
"The energy is completely out of harmony. It looks like his father has developed resentment."
Lin Fan used the Qi-Observing Technique and discovered that the energy around the father's grave clashed with its surroundings, as though it were resisting the surrounding energy.
He recalled the Soul-Deliverance Canon he had obtained. It contained records of similar situations.
"He's been reburied, but the resentment hasn't dispersed."
Lin Fan figured he might as well see his good deed through. Since he was already here, he would resolve all the owner's lingering troubles.
He immediately sat cross-legged, formed hand seals, closed his eyes, and began reciting a Daoist scripture.
[Boss Xiu: Holy shit, is the master performing a ritual?]
[Ragdoll Cat: Have you noticed how much better your whole body feels when you listen to the owner's voice?]
[Ninety Below Zero: It's not feeling better-it's feeling alert. I haven't slept for two days, and I was exhausted. Now that I'm listening to Master Lin's voice, my head feels so much clearer!]
Chapter 61: The Master Went Live!
A gentle breeze swept past.
Xiao Tuantuan held up her phone to livestream, her gaze fixed on Lin Fan's back.
She couldn't help muttering, "Daoist, have you noticed that Master Lin's back seems to be giving off a golden glow?"
The Daoist nodded and said with feeling, "My master is a true master. There probably aren't many people in this world who have reached his level."
It wasn't just the two of them. Everyone around them could see it too.
At first, the owner and the Uncle Cops thought their eyes were playing tricks on them. But when they looked closely, they realized they hadn't been mistaken!
A full half hour passed.
Lin Fan opened his eyes and used the Qi-Observing Technique again. He saw that the grave's energy had merged with the energy around it.
He smiled in satisfaction. The Soul-Deliverance Canon seemed to work quite well.
"All done!"
Lin Fan stood up and said, "You need to come and check on it regularly from now on. Otherwise, if your father's grave is disturbed again, you may suffer a bloody disaster."
One disturbance could still be remedied.
A second could cost someone their life at worst, or leave them plagued by bad luck for the rest of their days at best.
"Don't worry, Master. I'll hire someone to live nearby and watch over my father's grave," the owner said, nodding.
[Coiled Dragon: Interesting. Master Lin even knows soul-deliverance techniques. Can someone tell me where he is? When I have time, I'd like to visit and ask him for guidance.]
[Boss Xiu: You above me, I've noticed you keep using technical terms. Are you a master too?]
[Coiled Dragon: I wouldn't dare call myself a master. I'm just an ordinary feng shui practitioner and physiognomist.]
[Ninety Below Zero: Master Lin is in Jiangzhou. If you're destined to meet him, you'll find him on Taihe Street!]
Quite a few viewers recognized the username "Coiled Dragon."
Earlier, every time Lin Fan spoke, Coiled Dragon would offer an explanation, as though he had worked it out himself too.
They returned to the Moonrise Restaurant.
The owner insisted on thanking Lin Fan and even offered him two hundred thousand as a reward.
Lin Fan didn't accept it. He simply said that the owner could treat him to a meal the next time he came.
"Forget just one meal. Whenever you come, Master Lin, I'll never charge you!" the owner declared solemnly.
After his father's grave had been restored.
The owner felt as though his entire body had changed. The great weight that had been pressing on his heart was gone.
"You're too kind!"
Lin Fan cupped his hands in farewell, then took Xiao Tuantuan and the Daoist back to Taihe Street.
Inside the shop.
Lin Fan had no intention of resting. Instead, he bought more talisman paper from the system shop, preparing to practice drawing talismans.
"The ban will be lifted tomorrow."
He remembered the promise he had made last time.
He had said he would give away some talismans during his livestream. However, he didn't have many varieties on hand, so he planned to draw every kind he considered useful.
Peace Talismans, Tai Sui Yin-Yang Talismans, Beauty Talismans, and so on.
He would make a few of each. His cultivation had reached such a high level that even drawing talismans all night wouldn't drain him much.
"That's incredible!"
Standing beside him, the Daoist watched Lin Fan draw talismans and couldn't help feeling deeply shaken!
Watching from so close was completely different from watching a livestream.
On a livestream, he could only see the markings on the talisman paper seemingly come to life.
But in person, he felt as though a mysterious aura swept past every time a talisman was completed.
The next day.
Lin Fan finished his night of practice, set down his brush, and stretched.
Even an entire night of drawing talismans hadn't left him feeling the slightest bit tired.
"I can finally livestream again!"
His eyes brightened. Telling fortunes over a livestream was far easier than doing it in person.
Most importantly, livestream fortune-telling could bring him a great many heavenly secrets points.
"Master, can we sleep now?"
The Daoist yawned. He had stayed up all night with Lin Fan, and at his age, a sleepless night left him utterly exhausted.
"Sleep? I'm going live!"
Full of energy, Lin Fan patted the Daoist on the shoulder, signaling for him to tidy up the table.
Just then, a knock sounded at the door.
Xiao Tuantuan had arrived. She already knew the place well, so after knocking, she pushed the door open and walked straight in without standing on ceremony.
"Good morning, Master!"
"You can go live today!"
Xiao Tuantuan didn't take out her phone. She had only thought to livestream over the previous three days because Lin Fan's channel had been banned.
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