The head is a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe, dressed in red, to a bit of fairyland feeling.

He was accompanied by a young man in a luxurious suit. He was handsome, dignified and dignified. He seemed to come from a big family. However, his face was pale and morbid. Behind them, there were a large group of bodyguards in black.

"Wang Shao, this is the tomb!"

The middle-aged Taoist robe man, with a handsome young man, walked directly behind Haotian. The man did not see Haotian kneeling in front of the tomb.

Pointing to Lin Yan's tombstone, he flattered the youth and said, "Wang Shao, this is it. If you bury Wang Lao here, the descendants of Wang's family will surely have a good time."

The middle-aged man is a famous Mr. Feng Shui in the south of the Yangtze River. It is said that he learned from Longhu Mountain, and his name is Wei Zhou.

I came here a few days ago to find a good acupoint for Wang Qiu, the young man's grandfather. He is over 70 years old this year, and he is still seriously ill. The doctor has issued a critical notice and buried him. It is only a matter of time.

"Isn't this cave already occupied?" Wang Tai pointed to Lin Yan's tombstone and said to Wei Zhou displeased.

"Some people are fine. It's not long before they dig them out." Wei Zhou said with a good idea.

As for Haotian, who was kneeling in front of the tomb, Wei Zhou didn't take it seriously at all. He went directly to him and looked at him from a commanding position. He said in a loud voice, "boy, this tomb king is not interested in him. Get out of here quickly."

"I'm reminiscing about the past with my elder brother. If you know what you're doing, you'll leave quickly. Don't disturb the purity of my elder brother." Haotian fills a glass of wine for himself, and then pours a cup for Lin Yan and drinks with his head raised.

"Give me a P, get out of here!" Seeing Haotian, Wei Zhou was so ungrateful that he stepped forward and raised his feet to kick over the sacrificial offerings placed in front of Lin Yan's tomb.

Just then.

Haotian, kneeling in front of the tomb, suddenly pops up.

One foot directly kicked in Weizhou's chest, the latter directly flew out, pale face, spit blood, hit a few meters away.

Just one foot.

He almost beat Wei Zhou into living on his own.

In this scene, people were scared. The bodyguards around Wang Tai immediately surrounded Haotian.

As for Wang Tai's people, Haotian did not pretend to have seen them. He looked at Wei Zhou a few meters away and said faintly:

"as the saying goes, the dead are dead, the dead are big. As a warlock, you dare to kick down the sacrifice. Do you want to go to hell after death because you are disrespectful to the dead?"

Wei Zhou got up with difficulty. The corner of his mouth was overflowing with blood. His five internal organs were burning with pain. He gave Haotian a vicious look.

Then, looking at Wang Tai angrily, he said, "Wang Shao, this tomb is a treasure cave, which is very suitable for old Wang. You must get it."

Wei Zhou knew that he was not Haotian's opponent, so he didn't dare to fight with him directly. Therefore, he took advantage of Wang Tai to kill the enemy Haotian.

Boy, how can you fight? I will ask them to dig your elder brother's grave in front of you later.

"It's five million yuan. I'll buy your tomb!"

Although Wang Tai felt that Wei Zhou's actions were not appropriate, he was too lazy to pay attention to such a small matter. He took out a bank card and threw it in front of Haotian. He said domineering.

In his opinion, five million yuan is more than enough to buy the tomb, and Haotian will surely accept it.

However, unexpectedly, Haotian raised his head, opened Wang Tai lightly, and said, "this tomb, I don't sell it!"

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