At seven o'clock in the morning, the medical school was more lively than before, especially the buses parked at the school gate.
The reason is simple. All students have received notification from the school that today all students will undergo a three-day special military training, and the location will be a fire brigade training base not far from the city.
There are naturally a lot of complaints among the students. After all, it is enough to experience military training once at the beginning of the school year, especially for those students who are in their fourth or fifth year and do not want to participate.
However, this time the school seems to be determined not to allow any student to ask for leave for any reason. Each class is personally led by a counselor. If anyone fails to participate, the credits will be deducted and the scholarship will be cancelled.
Therefore, except for those students who were not on campus, it can be said that all the students in the entire old campus of the medical school boarded these buses, and then slowly drove out of the campus under the leadership of several school leaders.
Not long after these students left the campus, several school security guards locked the school door, and the school was completely closed.
On the playground lawn!
Fang Ming stood quietly in front of the sculpture of the old principal, while Shen Zike sat in a wheelchair beside him. Originally, he wanted to stand, but after all, he was getting cold due to his old age, so he sat in the wheelchair covered A thin quilt.
Apart from Fang Ming and Shen Zike, there were not many people left in front of the lawn. There were two brothers and sisters, Dazhu and Qiqi, Qin Defeng and three other school leaders. There were only eight people in total.
"Teacher, Mr. Fang has been standing here for a long time..."
Qin Defeng couldn't help but couldn't hold back when he saw that Fang Ming had been standing here for more than a quarter of an hour without moving, but Dazhu beside him opened his mouth to explain at this time:
"Leader, you don't know. People like Fang Ming and the old gods here are very particular about time. Just like moving and getting married, you have to choose a good and auspicious day. You can't do it before the time is up. Made it."
Qin Defeng glanced at Dazhu. Of course he knew that good times and auspicious days were said. However, it was not moving or getting married here, nor was it even breaking ground. How long would it take to wait?
"Why are you so anxious? You've been waiting for three days and you still care about this moment. Just wait for Mr. Fang." Shen Zike looked at his student with some dissatisfaction. He still hadn't perfected his character.
Qin Defeng looked embarrassed when his teacher scolded him, but he didn't dare to speak anymore, because he knew that the future of the medical school was the most important thing in his teacher's mind. If the teacher was upset at this time, there would be no good consequences. .
The rising sun was rising in the east, and the sun was shining brightly. The corners of Fang Ming's mouth raised slightly, and the next moment he turned around and said, "Now, we can start."
After Fang Ming finished speaking, Dazhu quickly pushed out a desk placed aside. On the desk were placed an incense burner and boundless water. The so-called boundless water was dew and rainwater that had not come into contact with the earth.
Fang Ming walked to the desk, poured agarwood powder into the incense burner, and then lit it with agarwood wood. After doing this, he lit a piece of Zen incense and inserted it into the incense burner.
"I would like to tell Mr. Yan that you have worked hard for the school and the students all your life, and that you have been a role model for us since you died. However, today, your moral style has changed. I hope that Mr. Yan's plan to study in the school can be accommodated."
Fang Ming bowed and recited, and the Mr. Yan he mentioned was the old principal, the original owner of this sculpture.
"The gods of the four directions communicate with my heart; the spirits of the eight directions convey my thoughts; the incense of Zen carries faith, and paves water as the road."
Whoosh!
Fang Ming stretched out his right hand, put his index and middle fingers together and quickly inserted them into the boundless water in the large bowl on the side. Then he quickly drew a straight line on the desk with his two fingers dipped in water.
Qin Defeng and others stared at Fang Ming's movements with curiosity, but after a while there was no change, and Qin Defeng and others showed doubts on their faces.
One minute, two minutes...
When five minutes passed, Dazhu couldn't bear it anymore and asked curiously: "Fang Ming, what are you doing?"
"wait."
Fang Ming answered directly without looking back, yes, he would wait for a response.
Ten minutes passed, when Shen Zike couldn't help it anymore, Qin Defeng was about to speak, but then a gust of wind suddenly blew on the lawn. The wind was not strong, but it made the leaves on several trees nearby rustle. ring.
This sudden wind did not attract the attention of Qin Defeng and others, but Fang Ming's face showed a gleam of joy at this moment, and he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's done."
"What happened?" Dazhu touched his head and asked with confusion.
"The strong wind carried the message, and the leaves proved it, and our old principal agreed."
Fang Ming turned around and explained with a smile. Before Dazhu could continue to ask, he directly ordered: "Now everyone move the sculpture of the old principal away. Remember, I will draw a direction for you. You should follow this." Just move it in the right direction."
After listening to Fang Ming's words, the expressions of Qin Defeng and others became strange. Even Shen Zike couldn't help coughing a few times. He seemed a little embarrassed and explained softly: "Mr. Fang, the sculpture of the old principal was The bottom is fixed with cement, and there are steel bars and nails underneath, so I’m afraid it won’t be moved by manpower.”
"It's okay, you can just move."
Fang Ming smiled with a confident smile on his face. Of course he knew that the sculpture was fixed here, but he naturally had his reasons for saying this.
Holding the large bowl of boundless water in one hand, Fang Ming walked to the sculpture, then squatted down and poured the boundless water in the bowl onto the ground, leaving a curved line of about five meters on the grass.
With Fang Ming's words and actions, Shen Zike had to suppress his doubts at this time, but Qin Defeng and several school leaders looked at Fang Ming as if they were a fool.
A few people lifted the sculpture which was fixed with cement and steel bars. Is Mr. Fang afraid that he is out of his mind or that he thinks they are Xiang Yu, the overlord who dominates the mountains and rivers?
Qin Defeng and the others did not say what they were thinking, but Dazhu was the first to come to the sculpture, and curiously pushed it with his hand, and the whole sculpture actually started to shake.
"How is this possible?"
Seeing this scene, Qin Defeng and others couldn't help but exclaimed. Although the sculpture was already old, the steel bars could be maintained for a hundred years without any problem. How could it be pushed with just a gentle push?
"Now I think you should believe it. Remember to look carefully at the route I just paved with water. Follow this route and make sure you don't make the wrong move."
Fang Ming glanced at Qin Defeng and the others. He naturally took in the previous looks of these people, but sometimes it is better to speak with the facts he saw with his own eyes when he opened his mouth to explain.
This time, Qin Defeng and others did not hesitate anymore and hurriedly walked towards the sculpture. They imitated Dazhu's previous actions and pushed a few times with their hands to shake the sculpture.
"How did you do it? Mr. Fang is really amazing!"
"Master, this is the real master."
Qin Defeng and several school leaders were amazed. If it were in other places, they would suspect that Fang Ming had done something secretly. However, this sculpture has always been standing in the school. If it was done, it would be impossible to hide it from them, let alone
They said there are security guards patrolling the campus every night.
In other words, just for a moment, Mr. Fang made the old principal's sculpture loose. Such a method was unheard of.
"Dear leaders, when I shout one, two, three, everyone lifts it hard together so that the sculpture will not tip over."
For Dazhu, lifting a sculpture is nothing. When he first came to Shanghai, he did menial work at a construction site and later found another job. However, for school leaders like Qin Defeng, it is not easy to say that they have nothing to do.
With so much strength, lifting a sculpture is also a difficult task.
If possible, Fang Ming doesn't want Qin Defeng and others to take action. It's just that things like Wenqi involve Feng Shui superstition to say the least. If workers are invited, it will inevitably spread.
There is another very important reason, that is, if he has any enemies in the future, then this sculpture will be a weakness, so confidentiality must be maintained.
It's always good to nip problems before they happen.
However, the next scene was somewhat beyond Fang Ming's expectations.
Although the sculpture started to shake, Dazhu and the others tried several times but could not move it. Even if they lifted it up, they could not move it.
"Fang...Mr. Fang, we have tried all our strength."
Qin Defeng and others took a peek at Fang Ming and explained with some shame that they felt they were unable to move the sculpture because they were not strong enough.
"It's not your fault, please leave first."
Fang Ming waved his hand to signal Qin Defeng and others to get out of the way. He knew that the reason why the sculpture could not be moved was not due to Qin Defeng and others but to another reason.
"If I practiced Taoist methods, I could move by myself. It's a pity that my master didn't teach me the methods of cultivation."
Fang Ming secretly sighed and regretted that he had received the wizard's inheritance but had not developed the power of the wizard, so that he now had a full stomach of theories but no ability to practice.
But this does not mean that Fang Ming gave up. After walking around the sculpture for a few times, Fang Ming returned to the desk and stared at the half-burning Zen incense that was still burning.
After a while, Fang Ming suddenly looked at Shen Zike and said, "Old Principal Shen, I can only trouble you to lift this sculpture alone."
Fang Ming's words made Shen Zike stunned and others looked shocked. They thought that Fang Ming might come up with other methods, but they never expected that Fang Ming would make such a request.
To put it bluntly, with Shen Zike's physical condition, he might not be able to stand here longer than the sculpture, let alone lift the sculpture.
"Mr. Fang, are you asking the teacher to lift this sculpture? If that doesn't work, I'll call a few strong workers over to help." Qin Defeng advised from the side.
"It's not a matter of strength. I'm afraid only Old Principal Shen can lift the old principal's sculpture." Fang Ming shook his head and replied, because he now knew what the problem was.