“When the old patriarch was alive, everyone gave him some face. After all, he was a native of this place. You’d best be sensible, or I’ll make sure your father can’t be buried!”
At this moment, Chen Jiuyang felt both anger and humiliation. His father had done so much precisely to be buried peacefully and to change the fortune of the Chen family. If he couldn’t be buried, wouldn’t his parents’ efforts be in vain?
Just as Chen Jiuyang was about to swallow his pride and agree.
“You’re courting death!”
Fang Bahua suddenly lunged forward, kicking Huang Dahu in the stomach and sending him flying. Chen Jiuyang could even hear the cracking sound of broken ribs.
Fang Bahua was truly ruthless. After kicking Huang Dahu away, he walked up and stomped on his head:
“Today is the funeral of our old patriarch. How dare you cause trouble? Believe it or not, I’ll kill you!”
“Well said, a person with the Po Jun destiny! I concede!”
“Get lost!”
Huang Dahu clutched his stomach and left. As he departed, he cast a venomous glance at Chen Jiuyang, gave a sinister smile, and vanished into the night.
“Patriarch, are you alright?” Fang Bahua asked Chen Jiuyang with a grim expression.
Chen Jiuyang shook his head: “I’m fine, but this Huang Dahu might cause trouble and seek revenge.”
When his father was alive, no one in the village dared to bully Chen Jiuyang. But now that his father was gone, Huang Dahu was the first to step out. Chen Jiuyang hadn’t learned much about Feng Shui yet, and facing a scoundrel like Huang Dahu, it would be a lie to say he wasn’t afraid.
Unexpectedly, Fang Bahua sneered: “Patriarch, you need not worry. Since I am serving as the welcoming attendant for the old patriarch’s coffin, anyone who dares to cause trouble is seeking death.”
“The coffin?” Chen Jiuyang was stunned for a moment.
Fang Bahua looked at Chen Jiuyang with some confusion: “Patriarch, you don’t know about the old patriarch’s coffin?”
“The old patriarch should have passed away on the day you were born. However, he relied on this coffin, enduring immense suffering day by day, and finally managed to reach the Jiazi day.”
“The world is divided into five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Spirits transcend the five elements! They exist beyond the boundaries of Yin and Yang, and are not of this realm!”
“When the coffin is displayed, night spirits emerge, and the living must retreat! The Po Jun serves as the attendant, carrying immense killing intent; to touch it is to invite death!”
“Once the old patriarch’s coffin is buried, all his lifetime of good karma and merit will fall upon you, the young patriarch. This is why these scoundrels want to carry the coffin.”
“But what they don’t know is that on the day you were born, the old patriarch used your placenta to suppress the coffin. He endured for eighteen years, finally reaching the Jiazi day. In this world, only you, the patriarch, can touch this coffin without harm.”
“Otherwise, whoever touches it will die.”
“But, Patriarch, you must be careful. When the time comes and you carry the coffin out, it might not be smooth sailing,” Fang Bahua said meaningfully, then returned to the doorway to act as the attendant.
This made Chen Jiuyang’s heart tighten. His father’s tomb was on the opposite mountainside, so close. What could possibly go wrong?
But after Fang Bahua’s explanation, Chen Jiuyang realized the gravity of the situation.
No wonder so many people came to his house after his father passed away, even though Chen Jiuyang kept it a secret. It seemed they all wanted to seize the opportunity of the coffin. However, seeing Fang Bahua standing guard at the door, most people did not dare to cause trouble.
Just guarding the mourning hall was troublesome enough. Once Chen Jiuyang carried the coffin out, the real big problems would likely appear.
The longer Chen Jiuyang sat in the mourning hall, the more uneasy he felt, as if something terrifying was about to happen.
Taking a deep breath, he quickly took out the Feng Shui book passed down from his ancestors from his father’s bedroom. Chen Jiuyang was now eighteen, and cramming at the last minute was better than nothing.
A gust of cold wind blew, causing Chen Jiuyang to look up and out of the mourning hall. In the darkness, pairs of greedy and sinister eyes were staring at Chen Jiuyang and the mourning hall, making Chen Jiuyang’s hair stand on end.
Did these eyes belong to humans or ghosts?
Fang Bahua, standing at the door, said, “Patriarch, you need not worry. As long as I stand at this door, these scoundrels will not dare to take a single step.”
Chen Jiuyang gave a wry smile. After eighteen years of life, tonight had truly shattered and reshaped his worldview. “Uncle Fang, you don’t need to call me Patriarch. It sounds awkward. Just call me Jiuyang.”
Fang Bahua said sternly, “This is a rule passed down through generations, and it cannot be broken. However, since the Patriarch is unwilling, I shall call you Young Master. Young Master, someone has arrived.”
Chen Jiuyang immediately put down his book and went out to greet the visitor. The person arrived in a Porsche Panamera, a tall, slender, and cold beauty. Chen Jiuyang knelt down and took her hand, saying, “Thank you, Madam, for attending my father’s funeral today.”
The cold beauty was startled: “Chen, has the divine calculator Chen passed away?”
Chen Jiuyang nodded.
The cold beauty frowned, her expression anxious and helpless. She bit her lip and said, “What should I do? My family has encountered an evil spirit, and only the divine calculator Chen could resolve it.”
Perhaps finding her beautiful, Chen Jiuyang inexplicably said, “Since you were acquainted with my father, how can I stand idly by? After I finish my father’s funeral, I might be able to help you.”
“Really?” The cold beauty’s expression shifted from surprise to great joy. “I, Yao Zixuan, thank you, sir, here and now!”
“This card contains one million yuan. It is my Yao family’s token of respect to the divine calculator Chen. I hope you will accept it.” The cold beauty said with reverence.
One million yuan! Just the number made Chen Jiuyang’s heart skip a beat. Chen Jiuyang had never seen so much money before!
However, remembering his father’s instructions, Chen Jiuyang refused. He shook his head and asked, “Is the matter at your home urgent?”
The cold beauty replied, “It’s urgent in a way, and not urgent in another. Due to business matters, my family has encountered some evil spirits, which have made it impossible for us to sleep soundly at night.”
Chen Jiuyang said, “After I finish the funeral, I will visit your home.”
“Thank you, sir. This is my business card. You can contact me when you have time.”
Chen Jiuyang took the business card. It read Yao Zixuan, followed by General Manager of Yao Group, Fengcheng!
After receiving the business card, Chen Jiuyang followed his father’s instructions. Yao Zixuan’s expression was filled with grief. After bowing nine times outside the door, she drove away.
Only after the cold beauty left did Chen Jiuyang begin to regret it. His father had instructed him that if anyone came seeking his help, they must be surnamed Lin!
It was over. Chen Jiuyang would either harm himself or harm this woman.
While feeling anxious, he also longed for the person surnamed Lin to appear soon.
But he had a vague feeling of familiarity and closeness with this woman, yet it was their first meeting. Chen Jiuyang’s heart was filled with doubt.