Mr. Yin and Yang, the True Record of Folk Gossip

Zhou Chuanlin immediately ordered to dock!

Our boat entered the mouth of the water of the three suns, and followed the edge of the mountain in the middle to go upstream.

At this moment, you can see the difference between the Jiangxinzhou formed by this mountain and the Jiangxinzhou formed by other sand and stones.

The edges here are almost all steep rock walls, washed extremely smooth by the current.

It took us quite a while to find a position in the middle of the foothills where we could barely get ashore.

When the boat was anchored, he did not dare to lean against the edge of the mountain, because he was afraid that when the wind and waves came, the hull of the boat would be directly squeezed against the mountain wall, destroying the whole boat.

First, a few boatmen went ashore, and then another boatman handed the planks down from the boat, forming a simple wooden bridge.

After that, Zhou's servants carefully carried the coffin over.

During this period, Zhou Chuanshi and Zhou Chuanlin didn't dare to take a breath, and looked behind nervously.

When the coffin landed safely, the two showed joy, and respectfully made a gesture of invitation, indicating that I would also go ashore.

I walked directly at the forefront, and looked down at the fixed compass all the time, analyzing its direction and leading the way.

Liu Huayan was always by my side.

It was already past noon, and by three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the sunlight had weakened a lot.

It took about half an hour, and we finally arrived at the mountainside here.

An open turf field, the ground is flat without stones, behind the turf field is a raised mountain rock wall.

I stopped here and signaled the others not to follow.

Then I went to the turf by myself first, and watched the changes of the pointer of the fixed compass more carefully.

The green turf under his feet made a non-stop sizzling sound as he stepped on it.

The mountain breeze blows, but it gives people a warm feeling.

The pointer of the fixed compass gradually floated up, forming a red needle!

Among the eight methods of strange needles, this is also called floating needle, which means the god of blessing protects the law.

I kept walking back and forth on the turf until I reached the most raised position of the needle.

In this place, the warm wind is even heavier!

After turning out a small nest with my toes, I said in a deep voice, "Just dig the grave here, dig three meters deep, and you can bury the coffin!"

After saying that, I backed away.

Zhou Chuanlin gave an order, and the servants of the Zhou family put the coffin and started digging the grave!

Time passed little by little.

After the grave was dug, the coffin was buried again, and finally the tomb was built.

The sky alternated with twilight, and when the setting sun in the sky was like blood, a new grave appeared in the open space.

Zhou Chuanlin and Zhou Chuanshi bowed devoutly in front of the grave.

Liu Huayan was looking around all the time, and she suddenly said: "The warm wind is much less, is it dark, or is it because of this grave?"

I was surprised that Liu Huayan could discover this detail, and he paused for a moment before explaining: "The warm wind is anger, and the burial is to take advantage of the anger. The yin and yang qi of the husband turns into wind, rises into clouds, and falls into rain. Walking on the ground is anger."

"When a dead person enters the acupoints, the yang energy in his body has dissipated, leaving only the body of yin qi. Yin and yang are alternating, and the energy in the acupoints will nourish the body as much as possible to balance the yin and yang."

"The anger will not dissipate. When the corpse has sucked enough, the warm air will appear, and it will become a part of the hole itself." I explained carefully.

Liu Huayan nodded thoughtfully, her complexion seemed to have improved a lot and became much ruddy.

"Your feng shui skills are very powerful. I stayed here for a long time, and I feel that the breath in my body is much more stable." Liu Huayan praised softly.

I hurriedly shook my head and said with a wry smile: "Compared to the real Mr., I am still far behind. How can I dare to use the word powerful to describe it?"

Liu Huayan said softly: "You are more humble. If there is a chance, I will invite you to be a guest of the Qiang people. The former master likes to exchange Fengshui skills with people. You will definitely benefit from it."

Liu Huayan mentioned the words Qiang ancestors more than once, and I was quite puzzled. I can probably guess that the Qiang people are where Liu Huayan came from.

Is the former teacher their Mr. Yin Yang?

At this point in my thoughts, I also asked, is the first teacher their Mr. Yin and Yang?

Liu Huayan shook her head and told me that my predecessors knew only Fengshui, and none of the previous masters knew Yin-Yang techniques.

I was also stunned after hearing the words.

If the Qiang people themselves have Mr. Yin and Yang, then why would Liu Tianniu go to my master Jiang Yihong?

But this also makes me a little puzzled, they Taoist priests are so powerful, why is there no Mr. Yin Yang?

Although I haven't met many gentlemen in the past two or three months, Hou Qianshu and Mr. Yizhi can be counted as two.

Although Mr. Yin Yang's skill is difficult to learn, Taoist priests are also third-rate. The Qiang nationality is so big that it is unreasonable not to have Mr. Yin Yang.

I was about to ask this, but I felt like I was asking too much...

At this moment, Zhou Chuanshi and Zhou Chuanlin had finished worshiping, and both of them came to me with red faces, and thanked me repeatedly.

Even Zhou Chuanshi sighed and said that before he buried Gaozu, there was always a throbbing in his heart, and he felt restless, but now that feeling has disappeared.

I nodded and told him that this is also the effect of feng shui in the dark.

As long as they are devout and filial piety, worship on time, and guard the family with virtue, they will feel more in the future.

Zhou Chuanshi was smug and nodded solemnly, reassuring me.

Zhou Chuanlin asked me carefully and prudently, since there is such a feng shui, Mr. Yizhi would not dare to touch the Zhou family rashly, so can he not take the initiative to find Mr. Yizhi?

Zhou Chuanshi also nodded heavily, and said: "That's right, if this is the case, Mr. Li really doesn't need to take risks... Besides, my Zhou family has stood in the provincial capital of Pingyang for many years. If he really wants to put my Zhou family to death, the people in the city Those officials and lords here will not just watch."

"Besides, this matter...is also related to the captain in the bureau, he can be..." Zhou Chuanshi's words were obviously much more careful.

Before I could speak, Liu Huayan said softly, "It's related to the Zhou family, but it has nothing to do with the Zhou family. Even if he doesn't look for the Zhou family, I'm still looking for him."

"The Taoist priests of the Liu family walk outside to do justice for the heavens. Yang Yi is not good at learning art and harming people, but Yang Changzhou really used his methods to hurt people's lives. I need to ask Mr. Yizhi about this matter." be clear."

"This..." Both Zhou Chuanshi and Zhou Chuanlin were puzzled.

I took a deep breath and told them not to worry about it.

After Zhou Chuanshi nodded, he ordered everyone to start descending the mountain.

By the time we got back to the boat, it was already dark.

We return all the way to Binh Duong Provincial City's Xuanhe Pier.

It took almost another two hours, and when they returned to Zhou's house, it was already close to midnight.

Entering the gate of Zhou's house and passing through the corridor, I immediately saw He Zhi in the main room who was reading a book with his head down.

After the whole day passed, He Zhi obviously had a good rest, and his energy and spirit had completely recovered.

She raised her eyes to see us, and she immediately got up and walked quickly to my side.

She asked me in a crisp voice how things are going, whether it is smooth or not?Is there any problem with the coffin she built?

I roughly told He Zhi what happened today, and also said that the coffin she made was fine.

He Zhi looked obviously more pleased.

But at this time, He Zhi suddenly looked more mysterious. She stood on tiptoe, leaned into my ear and whispered: "I know what they said, Lu Coffin knows the reason for his death. The last page of the coffin technique, teach me this way."