Ge Huiyun's father had been dead for more than ten years, and his remains had long since decayed. There couldn't be much weight left at all.
There were eight people carrying the coffin; how could they not even manage to lift a set of bones?
They tried several times, and it felt as if the coffin weighed a thousand catties. They broke out in a cold sweat, but still, they couldn't lift the coffin an inch.
People in this line of work know a thing or two.
The man leading the group came over and whispered to Liu Fugui and Ge Huiyun, "Boss Liu, there are three major taboos when burying someone. The first is encountering a snake while breaking ground, the second is being unable to lift the coffin, and the third is finding another person's remains in the grave site."
"This old gentleman's coffin not budging suggests there might be a problem."
"What kind of problem?" Ge Huiyun asked anxiously.
"I don't know that, but perhaps the old gentleman is unwilling to leave because he has unfinished business, or maybe he's dissatisfied with the location of the new grave..."
The worker had a serious expression.
"You should quickly find someone who can communicate with the spirits and ask them, and resolve this before the auspicious time. These remains have already been unearthed, and there's no reason to bury them again. Otherwise, you will suffer great misfortune!"
"My father has been dead for ten years; if he had any wishes, he would have told me in a dream long ago..." Ge Huiyun frowned, "Could it be that he is dissatisfied with the location of the new grave?"
"That's impossible! There must be another reason!" Liu Fugui immediately waved his hand, looking anxiously at Lu Fei: "Master Jing, Brother Lu, come and take a look at what's going on here?"
But before the two could speak, Ma Yongming spoke up first.
"I think some people lack the ability and chose the wrong feng shui! Feng shui divination requires experience, how can a young feng shui master be reliable? Master Yuan, the relocation of graves is a major matter, could you please provide some guidance?"
"How can I..." Jing Jian frowned, just about to refute.
Lu Fei pressed his shoulder, a faint smile on his face, and shook his head at him.
"No rush, let's hear what they have to say first."
Seeing his smile, Jing Jian knew that he had a plan, and immediately calmed down, watching the two perform.
"Master Yuan, what's going on here?" Ge Huiyun asked anxiously.
"It seems my concerns were not unfounded after all."
Master Yuan sighed lightly.
"The Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix is indeed a good place, but it has one major flaw! There are too many birds, and it's too noisy, making it difficult for the deceased to rest in peace. Madam, think about it, would you be willing to live in such a noisy environment every day? The old gentleman doesn't want to go there!"
This argument is total nonsense!
Lu Fei found this utterly ridiculous.
The Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix is just a metaphor in feng shui; it doesn't mean the place is really full of birds. Even someone like him, who isn't particularly knowledgeable about feng shui, understands that, yet this so-called master does not.
Initially, when the coffin couldn't be moved, he thought the other person might actually have some skills, but it turns out he's a complete fraud!
"What should we do then? The remains have already been exhumed. Where can we find a suitable burial site now?" But as an outsider, Ge Huiyun was unaware of these things and became anxious.
"Madam, don't worry. Since I've encountered this, it must be fate. I won't stand idly by. I will find a new, auspicious burial site for the old gentleman."
Master Yuan put on a kind face and was about to set off.
"No need to look any further, I've already walked through the entire mountain. The best feng shui is that place where all the birds pay homage to the phoenix!" Jing Jian snorted coldly.
"Though the feng shui is good, it doesn't suit the old gentleman's wishes. After all, you are young and lack consideration!" Master Yuan shook his head. "Don't try to be tough, or you'll ruin the important matter of moving the grave, bringing misfortune to the lady's family. Can you bear the responsibility?"
"What makes you say the feng shui doesn't suit the old gentleman's wishes? Have you asked him?" Jing Jian retorted.
"The coffin can't be lifted; isn't that the best proof?" Master Yuan showed a smug expression.
Hearing this, Ge Huiyun's heart began to lean towards one side.
Ma Yongming couldn't help but curl his lips.
Liu Fugui felt something was wrong, but he didn't understand the taboos of feng shui, and he sweated profusely in anxiety.
"Master Yuan is right! The coffin not being able to be lifted is the best proof!" Lu Fei finally spoke. "However, what it proves is not whether the old gentleman is satisfied with the burial site, but that someone is causing trouble!"
Master Yuan was slightly surprised but quickly regained his composure, glaring coldly at Lu Fei: "Young man, when you make a mistake, admit it! Your actions will only cause trouble!"
"Then what if I can make the coffin lift up?"
Lu Fei smiled faintly, walked to the side of the coffin, and pointed at it.
"Everyone, look here!"
The crowd exchanged glances and looked over, only to see an oval-shaped mark on the brand new coffin lid.
It was very faint, almost unnoticeable if you didn't pay close attention.
"What the hell is this?" Liu Fugui immediately shouted, "The coffin is new. When we moved it over, I specifically had someone clean it thoroughly!"
The lead worker took a look and showed a surprised expression: "Could this be the mark of a weight?"
"Exactly! It's the mark of a weight!" Lu Fei nodded appreciatively at the old man.
"Who could be so mean as to put a weight mark on someone's coffin?" The old man was shocked, "Weights can suppress ghosts; the old man's soul must have been suppressed, so of course, the coffin couldn't be lifted!"
"Who else but those with ill intentions!" Liu Fugui's eyes widened, and he immediately looked at Ma Yongming.
Ma Yongming's smile stiffened, and he quickly waved his hands, saying, "Why are you all looking at me? How would I know!"
"It's just a mark. Who can prove that it is the weight imprint? It could be a shoe print left by someone accidentally." A slight unease flickered across Master Yuan's face, "Disrespect to the old gentleman, if the old gentleman gets angry and doesn't want to leave, it's quite normal."
"To find out, it's very simple!"
Lu Fei glanced at him, then gently pressed his palm on the weight imprint, suddenly channeling his magical power.
Boom!
In the next moment, it was as if Master Yuan had been punched hard in the chest; his body staggered back in retreats, a sweet fishy taste filled his throat.
He kept the blood in his mouth, forcing himself not to spit it out, but instead, the blood flowed out through his nostrils.
It looked extremely comical.
Right after that.
A black object thumped to the ground from inside his clothes!
"A weight!"
Jing Jian recognized it at a glance and quickly went over to pick up the weight, comparing it with the imprint on the coffin.
It was a perfect match!
Now, even an idiot would know what was going on.
"It was him who did it!"
"I've never seen such a despicable act!"
"He used a weight to press down on the coffin, preventing them from moving the grave!"
"He must be a fraud, trying to use this trick to deceive people for money! He's the thief and the one who caught the thief!"
Ge Huiyun was both startled and angry.
Master Yuan looked at Lu Fei in shock.
He couldn't figure out how his sophisticated methods were cracked by this young man. Could it be that this young man really knows something?
"Master Yuan, do you have anything else to say?" Lu Fei looked at him with a mocking smile.
Although this old swindler didn't know feng shui, he knew some underhanded tricks and probably made a living by these lowly tactics.
Tricking an amateur like Ge Huiyun is one thing, but trying to trick him and Jing Jian is like searching for a needle in a dung heap.
"This weight is not mine..."
Master Yuan squeezed out a smile that was even uglier than crying, and then his expression suddenly changed as he looked behind the crowd.
"Oh no! Why is that coffin moving?"