"Lobby?" The villagers took the opportunity to look at it, and then said in surprise: "Master Fang, is there something wrong in the hall?"

"Of course it's not right..." Fang Yuan led the two of them in, then pointed to the back of the entrustment tablet in the hall, and finally asked a question naturally: "Uncle, do your family believe in Buddhism? How can you worship Buddhas of the three generations in the hall? Don't you know that gods and Buddhas can't easily offer?

"Ah..." The villagers were shocked and stunned: "I don't know, this is my grandfather... No, it should have been a long time ago. I don't know if it was something my ancestor worshipped. Our family has preserved it from generation to generation until now."

While explaining, the villagers also asked in surprise: "Master Fang, can't such things be placed at home?"

"It's not that it can't be arranged, but that it can only be arranged if there is a need." Fang Yuan explained: "For example, if there are people who believe in Buddhism at home, or if there are monks in ancestors, or if there are ghosts in the family..."

"We have monks in our family." When the villagers heard this, they hurriedly said, "My uncle is my grandfather's brother. He became a monk back then, but later he returned to secular life."

"Didn't you say that things are inherited from the ancestral world?" Fang Yuan smiled and said, "It has nothing to do with your uncle."

"Yes, yes, yes, I blame me, I didn't explain it clearly." The villagers quickly explained: "It's strange to say that before our village, we seemed to believe in Buddhism. In every household, males became monks from time to time. It is said that this is the rule of the ancestor..."

"Regulations?" Fang Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Why are there such a strange rule?"

"Then I'm not sure." The villagers shook their heads and said, "The old man in the village guessed that the ancestor felt that there were too many killings. The family was not good, so they worshipped Buddhism and resolved the sins and evil spirits. By the way, isn't there a record in my grandfather's notes? There was a Buddhist temple outside the village, but later the temple fell, and it was changed to by that master..."

Before the villagers could say something to change, they heard Fan Li coughing dryly and said with a smile: "Brother, there is no need to say more, so as not to affect Master Fang's interest."

"Yes, yes, I'm too much." The villagers then reacted. They reached out and slapped their lips, and said with a smile: "This is a problem, and they need to be changed."

"Senior Fan, it's not right." Fang Yuan smiled helplessly: "Even if I know what Xiao Shenxian changed the Buddhist temple to, he may not be able to infer his overall plan."

"Hehe. This is hard to say." Fan Li said cunningly: "Anyway, you should help him solve the Feng Shui situation in the residential area first. As for the Feng Shui situation in the village, you can talk about it later."

"Okay." Fang Yuan was also cheerful and said directly: "Uncle, if you believe me, it is best to remove this wood carving and paint the Buddha, and then replace it with something else to offer it, which will definitely improve your fortune."

"Why?" the villagers asked quickly, wanting to know the reason.

"Simple, because offering to the Buddha must be a pure mind and few desires. Gods and Buddhas pay attention to being born in the world and not being able to gain fame and fortune. How many people have had a brilliant future after they believe in Buddhism?" Fang Yuan explained: "Anyway, as far as I know, those who truly believe in Buddhism are either ignorant poor people, or rich people who have no worries about food and clothing."

"The Buddhist scriptures emphasize cause and effect. If you do good deeds in this life, you will naturally have blessings in the next life. This is definitely very attractive to poor people living in poverty and a kind of spiritual sustenance. The same is true for rich and idle people. They have been used to living in a wealthy and comfortable life in this life, and hope to continue to enjoy glory in the next life..."

Fang Yuan said in a casual manner: "Religious belief is the easiest way to destroy a person's fighting spirit. Moreover, after years of worship, the wood carvings and Buddhas naturally exude an invisible aura, which constantly affects your family's fortune. If you offer Buddhas at home, you want to ask for peace for your family and to eliminate disasters and pray for blessings, there is no problem. But if you want to ask the officials to be noble, you are worshiping the wrong god at all."

“By the way.”

Fan Li clapped his hands and said like a hindsight: "As the saying goes, you are not afraid of entering the wrong temple, but you are afraid of worshiping the wrong god. No wonder from your appearance, you have a bit of official spirit, so it is definitely okay to be a village chief. But for some reason, your energy seems to be suppressed by something, so there is a hurdle."

"Ah, it turns out that this thing is hindering me." The villagers could not believe Fang Yuan, but they obeyed Fan Li. Now that he heard Fan Li say this, he immediately believed it without doubt, and was angry and angry: "Look at me, I won't chop it as firewood."

Look, this is the attitude of Chinese people towards gods and Buddhas. If you think you are useful, you will definitely offer them high and worship them day and night. However, when you find that gods and Buddhas are useless and even have harm, you will shout and kill them as soon as possible.

No wonder people often lament that China does not have devout religious believers, but they are the most utilitarian believers.

"etc……"

At this time, Fang Yuan quickly stopped the villagers' angry actions and persuaded: "Wood carvings and painting Buddhas are also magical tools after all, and their aura is not weak. If you ask someone to sell them to those in need, you will definitely be able to get some money back."

"Really?" The villagers' eyes lit up: "This broken...uh, can this thing be sold for money?"

"Yes." Fan Li looked at it and said with an estimate: "Three or five thousand, it should be no problem."

"Three or five thousand." The villagers' eyes became brighter, and a light of joy appeared: "Mr. Fan, is this thing so valuable?"

"This is not valuable. For magic tools, it is a relatively low-end price." Fan Li studied it for a while and said with great experience: "The main reason is that the material of this wood carving is not very good, it should be ordinary elm. If it is a precious wood, not to mention 30,000 or 500,000 or 300,000, that is the most normal thing."

"Ah, it's so valuable." The villagers couldn't help but sigh.

"Senior Fan is talking about the price of antiques." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "Of course, if the person who carved this thing back then was a master of magic weapons, then if the things were passed down to this day and the magic weapon's aura was very large, it would probably be worth more than one million."

"Millions..." The villagers couldn't help but open their mouths, almost stuffing a big steamed bun.

"Okay, let's not mention this." Fan Li waved his hand and asked curiously: "Master Fang, what should I worship in the hall if I remove this relief?"

"I think about it..." Fang Yuan pondered for a while, then smiled and said, "How is the blessing from the Heavenly Official?"

"Okay!" Fan Li immediately praised: "There is more than good luck, and the meaning of receiving Tianbailu is profound."

At the same time, the villagers were also happy and said excitedly: "Yes, why did I forget the blessing from the Heavenly Official? I remember that there was such a thing at the old village chief's house. I'll buy it and buy it immediately."

"Don't worry." Fan Li led the villagers back: "You can't buy that thing, but please... invite it back sincerely, so that it will be effective. By the way, do you know how to invite it?"

"Uh..." The villagers were stunned and said uneasy: "Why do you want it?"

"So, you can buy bricks, cement and walls with peace of mind." Fan Li said, "When you block the passage, leave the rest to your uncle."

"Thank you, Mr. Fan." The villagers were surprised and grateful.

"Don't thank me, if you want to thank me, thank Master Fang." Fan Li reminded: "It is your greatest luck to be able to ask Master Fang to help you adjust Feng Shui."

"Thank you, Master Fang." The villagers thanked them sincerely. After all, this is something that people do not pay for, and they can read Feng Shui for free. Such a good thing is indeed very rare.

"It's just a little effort." Fang Yuan waved his hand and said, "I hope it will be helpful to you."

"I can definitely help him a lot." Fan Li smiled and said, "You don't have to thank you anymore. Hurry up and buy bricks and cement. I will take Master Fang around and go find us if you have any problems."

"Okay, okay..." The villagers kept nodding, first sent the two of them out, and then they were busy.

At this time, Fan Li took Fang Yuan and walked in the smooth and quiet alley in the village. After walking for a while, Fan Li stopped and felt a little apology on his face: "Master Fang, I'm sorry."

"Senior Fan, for no reason, why did you say this?" Fang Yuan was a little surprised.

"I have a little selfishness." Fan Li said frankly: "I have a good relationship with that family and want to help him, but Feng Shui is not my specialty, so I used words to squeeze Master Fang last night and asked you to take action."

"It doesn't matter." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "Anyway, it's really a simple task, no trouble."

"For you, it's definitely not a problem." Fan Li said with emotion: "But for some people, it can really change their destiny, and it's not an exaggeration to thank them."

"Take this village as an example. Perhaps for that person, it was just a whim he had to verify his strength. He might not pay much attention to the game. But for the villagers at that time, it was a huge blessing."

Fan Li said solemnly: "Now villagers do not enjoy the benefits, so they will naturally not be grateful. However, the elderly in the village have obtained real benefits and will remember them all their lives."

"So when I came here and studied the Feng Shui Bureau in the village, I mentioned the relationship between me and that person. At that time, I can never forget the nostalgia, memory, gratitude, and respectful expressions of the elderly in the village."

Fan Li sighed, "Even after decades, no one has forgotten him who knows that there is a Feng Shui layout in the village. If it weren't for the Feng Shui situation here, I'm afraid that the young people in the village will know that there was such a great Feng Shui master even now."

"It's a pity that he was born at the wrong time. After all, the times are different. If it were still the social form more than a hundred years ago, he would probably be another legendary figure who can compete with Lai Liu, be famous for his generation and be famous for his generation."

Fan Li shook his head and felt sincerely regretful, very regretful.

"Senior Fan, maybe that master may not care about these false reputations." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "I know some of that man's deeds. He helped people to be homeless, not for fame and fortune, but for simply being interested."
Chapter completed!