As the sky was just beginning to brighten, the three of them arrived at the Xue family's ancestral tomb.
Upon arriving, Li Zhiyuan immediately sensed the extraordinary nature of the Xue family's tomb: nestled in a valley, there were three rises and two falls, which constituted three adjacent hilltops, facing a river in front and backed by mountains—a truly auspicious site.
In the early years when selecting the ancestral tomb, the location was likely chosen by an expert Feng Shui master.
The Xue family's tomb was situated on the central hilltop. If all went as expected, the other two hilltops would also be home to other families' ancestral tombs.
"Uncle Xue, who owns the ancestral tombs on those two hilltops?"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Xue thoughtfully replied, "They should be tombs as well, but I can't remember whose they are."
"Xiao Yuan, should I go take a look?"
"Go ahead, Brother Runsheng."
