"What is a coffin stone?" Li Zhao's cousin asked in surprise.

" When the coffin is placed in the tomb, the four corners need to be padded with something. Some are for paper money and talismans, some are for Five Emperors' coins, and some are for bluestone. So the bluestone dug out from the soil must not be placed randomly. Sprinkle a handful of rice on it and bury it on the spot." Luo Tianbao said.

"But our family has always used bluestone to pickle vegetables. Doesn't this mean..." Cousin Li Zhao couldn't say any more at this point.

"Don't be nervous. Pickles are made by placing them in brine. Salt is the purest substance in the world, so soaking bluestone in brine isn't considered a desecration. And this jar is an old artifact. The bluestone in it is like being buried in the ground. Your family's method of disposing of a few pieces of bluestone is a blessing in disguise. Otherwise, you would have gotten yourself into trouble."

"How can I, a commoner like me, understand this?"

"That's luck. If you're lucky, you can't be hurt. But Li Zhao is unlucky and gets into trouble."

As soon as Luo Tianbao finished speaking, he saw Li Zhao, with a sad face, enter the yard.

"Are you okay?" I said.

"Bullshit, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, I'm wearing a diaper." Seeing him like that, I was about to cry.

"You too, why did you pee in my pickle jar?" his cousin complained.

"That toilet was so dirty, and I was desperate to hold it in, so I thought the jar was broken, so..."

Luo Tianbao said, "Let's not talk about the past. How did you sleep last night?"

"It's fine. I fell asleep as soon as I closed my eyes."

"Did you dream?"

"Hmm..." Li Zhao thought for a moment and said, "I can't remember dreams, but I definitely had one last night, but I can't remember the content of the dream."

Luo Tianbao said, "You're lucky. If you had a dream about stones, it would be difficult to deal with. Given the current situation, it shouldn't be a big problem. Just wash the stones and bury them in the soil."

Li Zhao said with some disbelief: "Brother, can burying stones in the soil really cure my urinary incontinence? Why do I feel that these two things have nothing to do with each other?"

"If you don't believe me, then go to the hospital and continue your treatment."

"No, I'm just asking out of curiosity. Of course I believe what you say."

Luo Tianbao nodded slightly and said, "Wash the stone with salt water, then find a shady place, dig a deep pit and bury the stone. Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Not yet." Li Zhao felt a little embarrassed.

"Well, whether you have it or not, just don't interact with girls for seven days."

"I understand. I'll do it right away." After saying that, Li Zhao didn't care about the dirt anymore and took out the blue bricks stained with urine from the jar. There were three bricks in total, and they were all well preserved.

The three green bricks are of simple style, slightly larger than an adult's palm, with a very smooth and round surface. They look green and seem to be made of jade, and the word "Shou" is embossed on one side.

Li Zhao said, "Xiao Jing, this brick is a treasure at first glance. Why would Auntie use it to press pickles?"

"My mother's eyesight is not good, she must not have seen it carefully."

Li Zhao then used a handful of salt water to clean the three bricks and then brushed the jar. Luo Tianbao said, "Move faster when transporting the bricks. Spiritual stones attract people."

Li Zhao did not dare to delay and ran out in a hurry with three bricks. However, it took some time to find shady land in the city center. Li Zhao came back almost an hour later. After entering the house, he looked like two different people.

When Li Zhao came, he looked sad but rosy-faced. But after only an hour, his face turned sallow, and the dark circles under his eyes looked like they were painted with ink. He seemed to have lost weight. I almost thought he was a drug addict who had walked into the wrong place.

His cousin was so surprised that he opened his mouth wide.

Li Zhao must have known his current prestige. On that hot August day, he folded his hands over his chest and shivered, saying, "Those bricks seemed to suck the heat out of my body. After holding them for a while, I felt like I was freezing. It would be a joke if I froze to death in the summer."

Luo Tianbao said, "Remember this: if you dig out objects like blue bricks or clay jars from the ground, do not treat them carelessly. Be sure to ask someone knowledgeable about how to deal with them."

Li Zhao's experience was a false alarm, and he didn't experience unconscious urination again. Seven days later, he said to me, "Brother Yu, your second brother is really amazing, otherwise I don't know what I would be like now."

"Do you now believe that strange things do happen in this world?"

"I believe it. I never thought a few bricks could actually kill someone. If I hadn't experienced it myself , I wouldn't have believed it."

"Pay attention to your behavior in the future. Don't do anything unethical. I guarantee you won't suffer any loss."

"There will definitely not be a next time. This lesson will be one I will remember for the rest of my life." Li Zhaoxin vowed.

After that, we have been working on the project of my cousin Li Zhao's house. This kind of reconstruction project is actually very difficult to do, much more difficult than building a new house. Moreover, I used to be in the decoration business, and I don’t know anything about house construction, so I can only rely on outsiders.

All the residents in this small lane are busy building their own houses, hoping to get the greatest benefits for themselves before the demolition. The whole lane is like a big construction site. All the residents have moved out and the place is already in a mess.

One day at the end of August, the construction of Li Zhao's cousin's house was basically finished. The entire second-floor exterior and floor slabs had been fixed, and they were just waiting for the window frames to be fixed before painting.

After I checked and closed the door and was about to leave, I met an acquaintance who was also in the decoration business and was also doing a project in this area. After saying hello, we lit a cigarette and started chatting.

"This used to be a slum, but now it's much more developed. Each family can get a commercial house of at least 200 square meters." He said with a smile while exhaling smoke.

"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. When good luck comes to a person, nothing can stop it." After saying that, I raised my head and blew smoke into the sky.

"House prices in Shanghai are getting higher and higher. A 200-square-meter house is worth at least two million yuan. We may not be able to earn this much even if we work hard for ten years." He said indignantly.

As I was saying this, I seemed to see the smoke I had just exhaled in the sky flying back.

I thought I was dazzled, so I looked carefully. This time I could see more clearly. I saw a light white smoke blowing towards me from the air. Soon I felt a cool breeze passing through my body, bringing a cloud of dust and blowing it into the yard.

With a "bang", the locked door of the big house was actually knocked open by the white smoke.

Not only Li Zhao's cousin's house, but the doors of several surrounding houses were all blown loudly.

The bungalows in this kind of lane have two doors, the courtyard is the main door, and the house has another door. The anti-theft doors are installed on the courtyard doors, while the house doors are all wooden doors. Li Zhao's cousin's house is equipped with a lock. When the door was hit by external force, the lock fixed on the wooden door was broken, and the door was naturally blown open by the wind.

There was no furniture in the room, so the draft only blew up a cloud of cement plaster.

The wind was strange. I was about to look into the house when I heard a huge boom. The two-story building at No. 37, which had been basically built, collapsed. This house was separated from our area by more than a dozen bungalows and red brick buildings. Even so, I could clearly feel the vibration coming from the ground after the house collapsed, just like an earthquake.

We looked at each other and he said, "Something went wrong."

Adding to old houses like this is a difficult project, especially in such a densely populated area, but it is not necessarily a quality issue.

Everyone rushed out to see what was happening. We both walked over to House 37. Luckily, no one was inside, so there were no casualties. Then we heard someone whisper, "At the beginning of their project, I told Wang Ding not to use wood to support the concrete slabs. He didn't listen. He wanted to save trouble, but ended up getting himself into big trouble."

Another person said, "That's not the case. He wasn't the only one who used wooden pillars to reinforce the structure. How come others are fine?"

"Other people's cement slabs aren't as heavy as his. What's so complicated about that?"

"There are standards for floor cement slabs, and Wang Ding is no novice. How many of them can possibly meet these standards? You don't know the reason behind this. I heard from their workers that No. 37 has been a haunted house for fifteen years and no one can live in it. On the second day after Wang Ding and his team started construction, they dug out a clay urn containing human remains in the northwest corner of the living room . This house is extremely spooky ."