As the saying goes, there are three religions, nine streams, and eight great rivers and lakes. The eight great rivers and lakes refer to the eight gates of the rivers and lakes.
In the eyes of outsiders, the eight gates of Jianghu are mysterious and mysterious.
But to be more direct, in fact they are all heretical.
In the final analysis, the word "cheating" is not left out.
It's just that this deception can be divided into clever and inferior.
Just like Mr. Hong, he does not belong to Kinmen. But he is eloquent, extremely intelligent, and good at understanding people's hearts.
In addition, people in southern Guangdong firmly believe in Feng Shui metaphysics, so they are known as "every house has a shrine and every household has a Buddhist niche".
In a moment, the old man was hooked.
Inviting Mr. Hong to the stone chair again, the old man said with a pious look:
"Master, you are so amazing. My liver has been in bad condition over the years. As for my official luck, it is really like this. Twenty years ago, I was the mayor of this village and I have been doing it now. Originally,
There was a chance to be promoted to the town, but then nothing happened..."
The old man said and shook his head helplessly.
As for these things, Brother Zhu’s younger brother had already told Master Hong clearly.
Mr. Hong didn't say anything. He shook his cattail leaf fan and looked around.
The old man asked again:
"Master, your accent should come from the Kanto area. I went there once more than ten years ago, and I heard that there is a kind of god dancing there. The god is possessed, and can know the past and predict the future. Are you this kind of god?"
Mr. Hong shook his head slowly and said:
"The earth is divided into north and south, but there is no difference between north and south for gods. I am not a god, and I can't go up to the body. I only know a few things about Yili. I just think this village is a bit weird. I just talk nonsense. You can just listen to it...
…”
In Mr. Hong's humility, there is also a sense of detachment from things.
The more he said this, the more convinced the village chief became.
He offered to invite Mr. Hong to his home for tea and dinner, but Mr. Hong immediately refused.
After thinking for a moment, he saw the village chief take out a handkerchief from his pocket.
After opening it carefully, there was a stack of hundred-dollar bills inside. It looked like there were two to three thousand dollars in it.
He took out five and handed them to Mr. Hong with both hands.
"I have been the village chief for so many years, and I want to lead everyone to get rich. But the more I lead, the poorer I am. Now I am dead. I am too embarrassed to see the ancestors of our Maoli Village. Master, do you have any way to change the predicament of our village?
.This little money should be used to give the master tea. If it really happens, I will definitely repay you with generous gifts..."
Master Hong used a cattail leaf fan to push aside the village chief’s money-taking hand, and said calmly:
"Everything happens because of fate, and everything we encounter is fate. If I accept your money, it will tarnish our fate. In this way, you can tell me the geographical layout of the entire village. Let me see what the problem is...
"
When the village chief heard this, he raised his head and recalled.
Then, he explained the situation in the village in detail.
Mr. Hong closed his eyes slightly and pretended to be absorbed in listening.
But I knew clearly that he thought the village chief was too long-winded and couldn't listen to him anymore.
After talking for more than half an hour, the village chief mentioned that there were businessmen from out of town building an office building in the north of the village facing the street.
But business was not going well, and the office building was resold, subleased, and changed hands many times.
"stop!"
Mr. Hong opened his eyes and said loudly.
This sudden voice made the village chief tremble in fright.
I saw Mr. Hong moving his fingers slightly and mumbling words.
"The five elements in the north belong to water, and the Bagua belongs to Kan Gua. Let me ask you, did you have a small ditch there that was filled in because of the construction of this building?"
The village chief nodded immediately.
"Yes, it's just a small ditch..."
Mr. Hong sighed:
"Hey, here's the problem. This building just suppresses the fortune of your village, and that ditch holds wealth. Although it is small, it has the function of collecting treasures. Now it seems that there is no other way, unless we move
…”
"move place?"
The village chief was dumbfounded.
How to move such a big village?
"Master, can you help me again and see if there is any other way?"
Mr. Hong looked up at the sky, his eyes blinking rapidly.
"There are no ways, but I feel like you can't do it!"
"You said, as long as it can make our village prosperous, I will definitely do it!"
"Broken buildings and broken windows will allow this building to spread in all directions. And we must ensure that no more construction is done on this building. In addition, a canal will be built behind the building to collect water from the sky to raise wealth. But this building does not belong to your village, and you will not
It’s possible to do this…”
As soon as Mr. Hong said this, the village chief stood up immediately.
“The building does not belong to our village, but the land does!”
"Then you can't let people move the building, right? You can do whatever you want with your building, right?"
Unexpectedly, although the village chief was old, his reaction was very quick.
"Just say that they are noisy and not environmentally friendly. They have made all our villagers sick. We must stop work and move away..."
"Then it's up to you. You also have to pay attention to when you move. It's best to do it between four and six this afternoon. This time is the most suitable..."
The village chief nodded repeatedly, and when he was sending us off, he asked Mr. Hong again:
"Master, can you help me look at my liver disease again?"
Mr. Hong turned to look at the village chief and said seriously:
"Believe in science and go see a doctor!"
The village chief was startled. He didn't expect that the master who just talked about Feng Shui metaphysics would turn around and advocate science. But he still nodded seriously.