Long Laoba was born as a scholar and a famous Feng Shui master in the Feng Shui circle.

In fact, there is no boundary between Feng Shui and Yin and Yang, and Mr. Yin and Yang can do both, but there are always some weird people who like to study one of the categories, such as Long Laojiu, who likes to attract ghosts, and Long Laoba, who likes to engage in Feng Shui.

A year later, Long Laoba called Feng Yu to go to Dahebei City to have fun and took Long Laojiu by the way. Then he took Feng Yu and Long Laojiu to the streets of construction.

The three of them stood on the bridge and looked at the passing carriage. Long Laoba pointed to a large building next to them to show them to the two of them. It was the attic.

The attic is facing the intersection and the corner of the bridge. The crossroads in the Yin-Yang business are said to be easy to gather evil, so this building is very flawed from a Feng Shui perspective.

However, there are two huge white Pixiu in front of the attic. Pixiu is a common evil spirit among the people.

The four divine beasts that people often talk about: the blue dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, the black trunk, and some gods: the unicorn, the phoenix, the pixiu, etc.

"The largest white marble Pixiu in Daxia is specially used for home maintenance." Long Laoba pointed to the pair of Pixiu and said to the two.

"You did it?" Long Laojiu asked.

"That's not, my master made it, and the attic was designed by my master." Long Laojiu pointed to the three flagpoles at the door: "That's what I did, respect the fragrance of heaven and earth."

"Pixiu wards off evil spirits, saves houses and attracts wealth, it is very grand!" Feng Yu also said.

"Where is the flagpole?" Long Laoba asked Feng Yu.

"It's just that, but it's better than nothing." Long Laoba has a good temper, and they all like to joke with him.

"You are here this time just to see this thing, right?" Long Laojiu asked.

"Of course not. I came here because I had something important. I will take you to see someone tomorrow."

At noon the next day, they met two middle-aged men in a teahouse, in their forties and fifties, one fat and the other thin.

After greeting each other, he went straight to the point. The fat man took out a wooden paper map from his bag and placed it on the table, "Look, it's here." He pointed his fingers and clicked on the simple map.

Feng Yu took a look at it and it was a partial map of a certain place, but he didn't know where it was. After all, he was not familiar with it.

"Not suitable." Long Laoba shook his head, "There is also here, so it is best to stick to the original plan. If it should be demolished, it will be demolished." Long Laoba gestded a few times on it.

They were talking about Feng Shui. Long Laoba is a Feng Shui expert. Feng Yu and Long Laojiu were not involved while drinking tea.

"Okay, then demolish the temple." The thin man nodded.

"Demolition of the temple?" Feng Yu frowned. The temple cannot be demolished easily.

"Oh?" Long Laoba leaned closer to Feng Yu, "If the building is in the best position, the temple must be demolished."

"You mean..." Long Laojiu widened his eyes, "It's amazing, don't tell me that you did it because of the palace."

"No, but now I'm asking me to analyze and analyze again. I think the position they selected is OK." Long Laoba replied.

"How long has the temple been?" Feng Yu asked the fat man.

The fat man thought for a while, "I really don't know this. It's been many years, it's an ancient building."

"How about incense?" Feng Yu asked again.

“It’s okay…it’s OK.”

"The temple with a strong incense and a long history? Then... it's better not to demolish it." Feng Yu lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

"This..." The fat and thin man was in trouble and threw a questioning look at Long Laoba.

"Of course, I'm just a small suggestion based on my personal experience, so you don't have to pay attention to it." Feng Yu continued to lower his head to drink tea. Long Laoba was the main master, and Feng Yu just said casually.

"Actually... you are not the first to say that, but there are still many people who insist on demolishing the temple, so..." The fat man smiled helplessly.

"Drink tea!" The thin man changed the topic. It seemed that the temple had been demolished.

A few days later, the fat and thin man made another appointment with Long Lao Ba again, and asked him to bring Feng Yu.

It turned out that they started demolishing the temple at the same time as the construction started. But just when they demolished the two doors in the temple, an evil wind blew up from the construction site, and the wind merged into a small tornado, about three or four meters thick and seven or eight meters high.

The tornado unscrupulously circulated the construction site, destroying the facilities in a mess, but the temples in the wind were unscathed.

The workers felt that the fortifications were suspended.

The next day, someone dug a big hole on the construction site, and the light of the lantern shone into the dark cave, and there were a lot of snakes, like snake nests.

That night, all the lights at the construction site were inexplicably turned off, and there was no fire note that could be found to light the lights. However, because the temple where no one lived in the demolition was as bright as daytime, everyone was a little panicked.

After the fat man talked to them about this, he stared at Feng Yu: "What should I do now? Can I tear it down?"

"You probably have made a decision, right?" Feng Yu asked.

"The disassembly and not disassembly are almost halfway, and now I'm not short of your opinion." The fat man replied.

"Then... don't tear it down. There is a warning in Feng Shui: If you don't move me, I won't move you." Feng Yu looked at Long Laoba again, and he looked at the picture.

Feng Yu asked him: "Is there any way to avoid the temple?"

Long Laoba gestured for a long time, "If the temple is not demolished... the most perfect solution is to move the building a hundred meters north."

"Is it very troublesome?" Feng Yu asked.

"Overall translation... is already the easiest and safest way." Long Laoba rubbed his eyes, "This is my opinion." The latter sentence was said to the fat man.

The fat and thin man walked away with his bag, and later the palace really moved north by a hundred meters in the original plan.

Afterwards, Long Laoba was a little dissatisfied. He always felt that his Feng Shui skills were defeated by a temple, which was built by his predecessors. In disguise, he was defeated by an ancient man who didn’t know how many years ago?

Later, Long Laoba said something interesting: A stone beast was dug out at a construction site, and he asked Long Laojiu and Feng Yu if they were interested in going to take a look.

When the three of them saw the stone beast, they only saw it through relationships.

The stone carving is more than three meters long, one meter wide, and nearly two meters high. It should weigh eight or nine tons. Its head is more than half of its body. The part of the pattern is auspicious cloud. The four legs are short and thick, and the body is round and rolling, looking a bit festive.

"What is this?" asked them.

"Who knows? But some people say that this thing has a history of about three hundred years." Long Laoba introduced.

"Three hundred years ago? It was earlier than Daxia?" Long Laojiu muttered.

"Do you remember the person who controlled the water?" Feng Yu suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Long Laojiu smiled, "I thought of Dayu for a long time. According to historical records, 'The flood caused damage. He made five stone rhinestones to control the water, and two were in the mansion...' Back then, the river water was extremely harmful, so Dayu carved five stone rhinestones to suppress them, and two were placed in the mansion. Your thoughts were the same as mine."

"And Dayu is also a person who knows astronomy and geography. I heard that Feng Shui is extremely powerful," added Long Laoba.

"If this thing is really that stone rhinoceros... it really cannot be moved casually, or it cannot be moved out of this place." Feng Yu added. After all, if it is really a stone rhinoceros cast by Dayu, its placement must be chosen in a variety of ways and cannot be moved easily.

"We can't help it." Long Laoba shook his head.

Long Laoba made suggestions to the government, but the official did not respond. After a while, he heard that the stone rhinoceros was transported elsewhere. Long Laoba was quite angry when he learned the news, but could only sigh.

"It's just a matter of seeing what kind of skills Dayu's Feng Shui master has." Feng Yu tried to find an excuse to comfort him.

"Those people have an official as the backstage, but they don't see a house, but a big mountain and river, or even the entire Chinese Feng Shui. So if you are not careful, you may be in trouble again." Long Lao Ba said.

They waited for half a month, but it was still calm and nothing happened.

"It seems that we are all thinking too much." Feng Yu and Long Laoba finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, take you to my side and have a good time and relax." Feng Yu took Long Laoba to the carriage home.

In June and July, Long Laoba wrote to him: It was raining heavily.

"What's so strange about heavy rain?" Feng Yu was puzzled. Where is there no heavy rain? And there will be rain here every year.

"This year is different from previous years. The lightning is too fierce. On the night of June 18 alone, the place was struck by lightning hundreds of times. Have you seen it?" Long Laoba trembled.

"What about now?" Feng Yu asked.

"It's still the same, and the rainfall is the highest in recent years, so the disaster should be... not light."

Feng Yu looked at the letter silently, and then he passed the news to Lao Jiu. He could imagine that during that time, there should be many insiders looking at the direction of the place.

Later I heard that the stone rhino was put back to its original place and never transported it out again.

Long Laoba never went there again because he felt that he was defeated again, and he was defeated by Dayu's Fengshui master there. So he was so autistic that he was locked in the room all day long to study the fragments of ancient books and was completely helpless.

Who is Feng Yu? It is the pseudonym of the Black Heavenly King. At that time, although his cultivation level was still low, he was already a cultivator who was both good and evil, and he was not distinguished from good and evil.

Since we mentioned the eighth and nineth brothers, let’s talk about the three of Long Laos.

Long Laosan's main business was to do business, and he mainly sold cloth. Later, someone opened another store opposite his store, which was better than Long Laosan's. Long Laosan's business was very bleak, and there were not many customers a day, so he could only barely make a living.

It was a winter night, and the wind and snow were very strong. The thick cotton curtain on the door was lifted up. A woman with a tight bag came in from the wind and snow. She was wearing a long red spiral and cloak on her head, pulling it low and unable to see her face clearly.

Long Lao San looked up and looked at him, "Each cloth is five coins!" (To be continued)
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