Zhang Xiuxian was eating fat sausages and steamed buns, and the more she talked, the more outrageous she became. She felt like she was going on a blind date at Garan Temple.
"Think about it, you are the only one in the Feng family. Let alone your father, you and the Feng family are worried. Even if I go to the grave with you, I'm afraid that your kid will die there. Then I will become Feng's mother.
The family is a sinner. Your ancestors must not skin me alive and eat me alive when they go underground. Then they hold up a high-sounding banner and say that Zhang Xiuxian is a sinner of the Guanshan Taibao. I sue you, I will not bear the blame. You,
It’s better to get things done as soon as possible and give your father a fat boy in your Feng family. When the time comes, you are going to steal Qin Shihuang’s Mausoleum, and I believe your father will not stop you.”
Feng Yu couldn't get a word in, so he could only listen helplessly. Just as he was feeling worried, he looked up and saw Professor Xu coming.
Professor Xu changed into light clothes today. He must have known that Jialan Temple is deep in the Daleiyin Mountain, and it is still a long way to climb the mountain. Professor Xu is of average height. Although he is in his fifties, he was already half buried in the loess in ancient times.
, but Professor Xu does not look old at all, he looks like a middle-aged man in his forties.
Professor Xu came in and saw the two of them having breakfast, and said, "Hey, I'm really sorry, you two. You drank a little too much yesterday, so I made you wait for a long time. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Professor Xu's southern accent was a bit strong, so he sat down as he spoke.
"What? Professor, would you like some stir-fried tripe, or do you want some pig intestines like me?"
Professor Xu waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, it's too boring to eat these so early in the morning. I ate them when I came out. Let's take the incense to the temple and set off."
Zhang Xiuxian put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, "Hey, I also said that you were sitting down to have a meal together, so what are you waiting for? Let's chat on the way?"
Professor Xu asked Feng Yu: "Why didn't the little girl from yesterday come?"
"You mean Zhi Zhi?"
"Yes, that's the little girl named Zhizhi who is with you."
Feng Yu didn't know why Professor Xu suddenly asked Zhizhi, "Professor, Zhizhi was tired of playing yesterday. She is resting in the B&B today. Do you have anything to do with her?"
Professor Xu replied seriously: "I have a good eye for people. That little girl has some background."
Feng Yu pretended to be confused, "Huh? What's the background? A girl's movie."
"No, no, no, I think that little girl is extraordinary. She has a temperament that is different from others."
Zhang Xiuxian packed up the things from the shopkeeper and asked in passing: "Professor, you should not lie to others at your age. What kind of temperament are you talking about?"
The three of them walked out while talking. Professor Xu talked eloquently, "Hey, it's not wrong. I have traveled all over China. I have only seen that kind of temperament in an elderly Mr. Yin and Yang. Let's put it in words.
If you don't come out, can that little girl understand yin and yang? Don't lie to me, old man, I can see everything."
Feng Yu felt that Professor Xu was not just talking. Zhizhi did have a pair of yin and yang eyes. Could it be that he really had a temperament that could be seen?
"Professor Xu, you have a wise eye. That little girl is different from ordinary people."
Zhang Xiuxian asked, "Professor Xu, do you mean that Zhizhi can go and show people Feng Shui?"
Professor Xu replied hesitantly: "Well, I don't
It's easy to say that I have met many Yin Yang and Feng Shui masters in the past. The temperament they have is different from others, which is the temperament of that little girl. As for whether you want to show Feng Shui to others, it still depends on the person's own wishes.
, after all, people who read fortune-telling have to make sacrifices. For example, the Feng Shui master never gets married and has children for the rest of his life, and commits suicide in order to prevent future generations from suffering retribution. Some would rather go blind themselves.
A blind eye, a lame leg, etc. If you really do this, you have to pay the price."
Feng Yu thought to himself that Mrs. Tian would definitely not want Zhizhi to suffer this kind of punishment. Things should come down to the same standard. Of course, not all Feng Shui masters in the world are like this.
"Professor Xu, just talk to me and me about this, but don't say it in front of the little girl."
Professor Xu naturally understood, "Of course, I can and cannot say anything. I still know this."
Zhang Xiuxian glanced at Feng Yu and snickered secretly. Professor Xu might have really forgotten what he said yesterday. He didn't know who said yesterday that the world's dragon veins were divided into three.
The three of them bypassed the crowds who wanted to go to Nanga Temple. The incense in Nanga Temple was constantly burning, and there was no shortage of people coming up to the mountain to worship incense three hundred and sixty-five days a year.
Jialan Temple is deep in Daleiyin Mountain, and you have to climb several miles of mountain road to reach it. The road is full of mountain scenery, and the mountains are full of red-walled temples. Sure enough, the name of a Buddhist holy place is well-deserved. There are seven hundred temples in the three mountains of Daleiyin Mountain. Behind this
What we witness is the historical changes over the vicissitudes of life, as well as the accumulation of cultural heritage.
Zhang Xiuxian always kept in mind what Professor Xu said yesterday. As the three of them climbed the steps of the mountain road, Zhang Xiuxian asked: "Professor Xu, do you still mean what you said yesterday? You are a professor."
Professor Xu seemed a little embarrassed. He looked at Zhang Xiuxian and asked, "I talked a lot yesterday. I wonder which sentence you are referring to?"
"What else can there be? You told us yesterday that you would take us to find Dragon Vein. A gentleman's words are hard to follow. Professor, you have to admit it and let your students know it later. What do you think?"
"What do I think? Finding dragon veins is a trivial matter." Professor Xu looked relieved and really thought he had promised something.
Feng Yu took the opportunity to test Professor Xu and asked: "Professor Xu, we know that you have a deep understanding of the mountains, rivers, topography, history and culture. To be honest, the two of us are doing business in this area. If there is an opportunity, we can work together."
"Oh? What do you two do? I just said that you two are different from ordinary young people. Young man, you look stable and behave in a family-like manner. You must be a young man." Professor Xu looked at Feng Yuyan and said.
"And this young man is a sweet-tempered man. He does things vigorously and resolutely. Although he is a little reckless, he is also very careful."
When Zhang Xiuxian heard this, he was praised by the professor, which was great, "Don't mention it, don't mention it, Professor, you always tell the truth, then it's settled, take the opportunity, you take us to find the dragon vein, we will take you there
Doing business.”
Before Professor Xu could answer, Feng Yu interrupted and said, "I wonder where Professor Xu is going on this trip?"
Professor Xu thought for a while and said, "Let's go north. I met an old friend in Luoyang. He said that there was a change in Beilong. Maybe there was something going on in the world. By the way, you know, Beilong is the northernmost place in China."
A dragon vein."
Professor Xu probably forgot what he said yesterday, Feng Yu quickly explained: "There are three dragon veins in China.
Beilong, Zhonglong, Nanlong, you know, what’s wrong with Beilong?”
Professor Xu continued: "I heard that the decline of Beilong is an ominous sign. To the west of Longmen, the river flows backwards, and the decline of Beilong can be seen in the Changbai Mountain area. The problem may lie in the entire dragon's veins. Dragons are flesh and blood.
Just like people, once something goes wrong somewhere, they will get sick. Now this dragon vein has begun to decline. This year is the end of 1922, and within ten years, that is, before 1933, something big will happen in the north.
"
Feng Yu was fascinated by what he heard and thought to himself that Professor Xu was not engaged in academic research. How could he say such angry words that he could predict good and bad luck like a Feng Shui master?
"So you always go north to see what's wrong with Beilong?"
"Yes, that's exactly what I mean. Seeing the speculation between you two, to be honest, the Chinese Dragon Vein originates from the Kunlun Mountains. The rise and fall of the Northern Dragon is directly related to the fate of the Central Dragon and the Southern Dragon. To put it simply, it affects
One move affects the whole body. If something happens to Beilong, it will definitely be a crisis for our Chinese nation."
Feng Yu felt that this was not just Professor Xu's random remarks. There must be a reason. Zhang Xiuxian had served as a soldier and had a stronger sense of nationality. "Professor, when you talk about danger, do you mean that the world is going to be in chaos? War is spreading?"
"It's hard to say. It has to be analyzed based on the specific situation. If there is a problem somewhere in the dragon's veins and affects the entire Northern Dragon, there is still a way to rescue it. But if the Qi is here, it is the luck of the country."
Feng Yu suddenly thought of pressing the dragon bone, and asked cautiously: "Professor Xu, could Beilong's decline be caused by something suppressing the dragon's veins?"
Professor Xu thought about it carefully, "I don't know about this. You have to ask the Feng Shui experts about this, young man, why do you have such an idea?"
Zhang Xiuxian heard something and tried to smooth things over: "He's just asking questions for free, so don't worry about him. Then we've agreed that when Professor comes back from the north, we'll have to look for the Dragon Vein together. You can always go directly
Go to the Feng family on Yanshan Mountain in the capital to find us, and ask around, it won't be difficult to find him."
Professor Xu said with a face full of agreement, "Feng family? Your surname is Feng? Not many people have this surname."
"His surname is Feng, Feng Yu. My surname is not Feng, but Zhang Xiuxian. This is the young master of the Feng family. You will naturally know when you get to Yanshan."
"Okay, okay, okay."
He talked as he walked, having only climbed half of the mountain road in a blink of an eye. Professor Xu was a little tired. After all, he was getting older and needed to take a breather in the middle.
Most of the people on Daleiyin Mountain go to the main temple Nanga Temple, but there are almost no people going to Jialan Temple. There are only three of them on the mountain road. Fortunately, there are temples in the mountain, and there is no sense of winding paths leading to seclusion.
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After resting, the three of them continued upward.
During the second half of the way up the mountain, Professor Xu became very poetic on Daleiyin Mountain. He thought of this mountain as the Mountain of Love, and when he went to Jialan Temple with emotion, he seemed to have thought of his own story.
No mortal can escape the word love. Throughout history, only human love comes first.
Professor Xu must have thought of his deceased wife on Daleiyin Mountain, so he told Feng Yu and Zhang Xiuxian the story of the Hairpin Phoenix.
Feng Yu was preoccupied with the pressure keel, thinking that the decline of Beilong mentioned by Professor Xu could be related to the disappeared pressure keel? The crisis caused by that would be for the whole of China.
