Dong Xie took the Bagua mirror and looked at it. His face suddenly turned ugly and he asked, "What is this black thing on my face?"
"This is the black energy I mentioned before. If you don't do anything, something big will happen within half a year."
I didn't say this to threaten Dongxie. There are many similar situations recorded in Shan Shu. Many people had problems with the Yin House but didn't pay attention.
As a result, many people died in car accidents and their families were destroyed.
Dongxie knew now that it was no joke, so he quickly took my hand and said anxiously: "What should I do?"
"I can't tell now. I'll take my friend to accompany your father to have a look in three days." As I said that, I walked to the gate of the family area. After I left, I said goodbye to Dong Xie and called him.
Sir, go straight to the Zhongshan Buddhist Statue Museum.
It was already seven o'clock in the evening when I arrived at the Zhongshan Buddhist Statue Museum. I ran in and took out all the books on Yin Zhai Feng Shui and started studying them.
It’s also quite strange. I usually get a headache when looking at Chinese textbooks, but I’m quite interested in reading these books about shady houses and Feng Shui.
I read the "Burial Sutra" in one breath. This time I took a breath and looked at the time. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. I packed up and took the "Burial Sutra" with me.
Then I packed some Buddhist altar implements in a backpack from the Zhongshan Buddhist Statue Museum before taking a taxi home.
In the past two days, I have prepared two bottles of black dog blood, a bag of cinnabar, a writing brush and a stack of yellow talismans at home. Of course, the Bagua Mirror and the Thunderbolt Wooden Sword are also ready.
I also asked my parents to ask for leave from school for me.
Now my parents have no intention of objecting so much, they just tell me to pay attention to safety.
Wednesday, August 28, 2007.
I got up very early today, packed my things, and called Uncle Dong.
Then I told my home address and went downstairs to wait. The sun outside was very poisonous and made me feel uncomfortable all over.
I waited under the scorching sun for about thirty minutes before a military-branded jeep parked in front of me.
Uncle Dong sat in the passenger seat, and I opened the door and sat in the back.
"Introduction, this is my security guard, Xiao Liu." Uncle Dong seemed to be much more polite than when he first met me.
This Xiao Liu looks to be about 24 or 5 years old, and he is wearing a camouflage military uniform.
"Hello, Brother Liu." I actually admire soldiers very much. If I were to say what my favorite profession is, it would be a soldier, but the profession I least want to be is also a soldier.
Although I admire the soldiers for protecting their families and the country, if I were really asked to go to the battlefield, I would definitely be scared to death.
Brother Liu also nodded and said nothing, and then the car drove towards the northwest of Chengdu.
We didn't talk during the whole journey. After all, Uncle Dong is Dongxie's father, and there is a big generation gap between us. We must be serious when chatting, so it's better not to talk at all.
The car drove until three o'clock in the afternoon, and the surrounding area was already very remote.
Not to mention high-rise buildings, you can't even see a village, just a dirt road leading inside.
There are weeds everywhere and no farmland.
After driving for another half an hour, a high mountain appeared in our eyes.
However, the car stopped about one kilometer away from the mountain, and there was no road.
There is only a path half a meter wide.
"Uncle Dong, why is your ancestral grave in such a remote place?" I asked strangely.
"There is a mountain village on this mountain. My grandfather came from that mountain village. When he finally died, he asked my father to send him to be buried here."
I nodded, did not continue to ask, opened the car door, carried my backpack, and followed Uncle Dong and Brother Liu towards Banqiao Mountain.
Fortunately, the sun was not as strong as before, and we walked for about twenty minutes before we reached the foot of the mountain.
So damn tired.
The main reason is that the road is not smooth and uneven, and it is tiring to walk on it. Uncle Dong and Brother Liu are neither blushing nor out of breath.
Uncle Dong looked back at me and said, "Xiao Liu, help me carry the bag."
Brother Liu came over and took the bag, then took out a knife and opened the way ahead.
This mountain is really a barren mountain. Although there is a small trail going up, it is blocked by plants everywhere.
Brother Liu in front took a knife and slashed hard, and he was able to cut off a small branch as thick as an arm.
Zhizhi, my eyes almost popped out of my head when I saw it, it was so fierce.
Uncle Dong looked at me from the side and explained with a smile: "Xiao Liu is from the special brigade. Later I found out about him and he recruited me to be my guard."
We walked like this for two hours, and Brother Liu in front seemed a little tired. Around five o'clock, Uncle Dong looked around and said, "We're almost there."
There are some big trees all around, blocking out the sky and the sun.
Uncle Dong led the way, and not long after, I saw a tomb.
I frowned when I saw it. This tomb was beautifully built, but next to it there was a towering tree with five people hugging each other.
"Uncle Dong, what's going on? There's something wrong with this cemetery." I frowned.
A big taboo for burials is to be buried under a big tree, because the roots of the tree can easily penetrate the coffin, allowing sand bugs and ants to invade and harass the ancestors. Moreover, the tomb is shaded by the big tree and cannot be exposed to sunlight, making it dark for a long time.
"At the beginning, the Feng Shui master said that this book was a backing tree and this cave was a backing cave. If I were buried here, my boss would have a smooth career and have a huge backing." Uncle Dong explained.
"Nonsense." I frowned. Why had I never heard of such a hole? I quickly walked to the tombstone and took a look. The back of the tombstone was actually covered with moss.
"Didn't lime powder be sprinkled on the burial?" I turned around and asked.
"Fuck it." Uncle Dong thought about it and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this tomb?"
"Was it burial or cremation?"
"It happened many years ago. It should have been buried." Uncle Dong replied.
"It's a big problem." I sighed. I had studied the burial scriptures for a long time yesterday, and it was already taboo to be buried next to a big tree.
And keeping things like cemeteries damp is the biggest taboo of all.
This will cause the corpse to be soaked in water for a long time. Water is yin. If the corpse is soaked for a long time, it will become fatter. If it becomes fatter, it will transform into a corpse.
If lime powder was sprinkled on this tomb, then there must be something wrong with the big tree next to the tomb, and water flowed into the cemetery from the roots of the big tree.
"Uncle Dong, dig this grave immediately and move it for burial." I looked at the sky, but fortunately it wasn't completely dark.
"Don't you have to choose a good and auspicious day for burial?" Uncle Dong frowned.
"Today is an auspicious day."
Not to mention auspicious times, it is lucky that the old man inside has not transformed into a corpse now. While there is still some sunshine, dig this guy out and burn it. Everything will be fine. If he transforms into a corpse, it will be too late.