Qinglong Ghost Palace Chapter 73: The Fat Dragon in Jinghai (Part 2)
My ears pricked up, and the outside slowly became more lively. I knew that these people had all gotten up to attend the morning meeting. The joy of the survivors of the Northern Xiang Kingdom to be lifted from the thousand-year curse was not the same as the joy of us people to survive the disaster.
Up and down.
This sand painting was probably prepared for me, and I started to believe in divination from then on. It is said that in the last years of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, King Wen of Zhou Dynasty was extremely good at divination. He marched many times to fight and won many battles, but later he was punished by God.
The meaning of this divine punishment in the divination world is that God punishes the diviner for excessively revealing the secrets of heaven. After King Wen of Zhou was punished by heaven, the results of the divination were all bad omens and would definitely come true.
Later, his eldest son died tragically, and Tianyun decided to make his eldest son the emperor. At that time, Daji fell in love with his eldest son Ji Boyikao. With Daji's snake exorcism and support, Ji Boyikao would win the world. But it was because of King Wen of Zhou Dynasty.
He leaked too many secrets, which led to the death of his son. The destiny should have fallen into his family, but fortunately he still had his second son Ji Fa. Otherwise, the destiny would have been difficult, and God would have been angry and sent down four floods, droughts and plagues.
If this kind of natural disaster occurs, everyone in the world will suffer.
Therefore, divination is also a hot potato, like a double-edged sword, with advantages and disadvantages. If everything in the world can be known in advance, wouldn’t it be on an equal footing with God? Of course, having said that, I have all these things.
I saw it on the old books found in the old book box in Feilong's antique shop. They were the kind with traditional Chinese characters arranged vertically. Some had book covers, some did not have book covers, and some of them had dirt on them.
There are some interesting ideas, but the content will definitely not disappoint you. They are some little-known secrets in history. According to Fei Long, the old books in this golden sandalwood box were from his father's late Qing Dynasty.
It was dug out of a dry well in a small village called Tiejiazui in northern Shaanxi. Based on his father's ability to touch gold for many years, he concluded that this Shengtian Tomb with good water potential was from the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties.
Speaking of the Shengtian Tomb, what is the Shengtian Tomb? Because I have lost my memory, Lao Feilong taught me another lesson, saying that the Shengtian Tomb is the name of the gold-touching business, and among the people, it is also called the Steaming Tomb.
As the name suggests, after death, a person wants to go to heaven instead of going to hell. Therefore, funerals usually attended by Feng Shui masters will pay attention to the heaven, earth, people, yin and yang and the five elements. Everyone knows that among the five elements, they are metal, wood, water, fire, earth,
Everything can be lacking, but the two things that cannot be lacking are soil and water.
What do you mean by this thing? Without soil, it would be difficult for the dead to rest in the soil. This uneasiness can cause plague at the least, and can directly cause disaster to the people by raising corpses. Therefore, the five elements cannot lack soil. This soil must also be
It is five-color soil, and there are also five small elements in this soil. However, this knowledge is too profound and cannot be finished in a short while.
The lack of water is the basis of the Ascension Tomb. As the saying goes, a tomb with water is a good tomb. Place the coffin above the water source. The soul of a person after death is very thin. The water vapor under the coffin evaporates upward, and the human body is buried.
The soul will follow it to heaven. This is the basis of the ascension to the tomb.
Father Fei Long went to the countryside alone to collect goods, and used his Feng Shui skills to find the Shengtian Tomb. At that time, his father slapped his thigh and sighed, saying that this Shengtian Tomb deserves ten points because it is a tomb built in a well.
The owner of the tomb must be able to work until the thirty-third heaven. Even if water comes up from the well that has dried up in an unknown year and washes the tomb, it will be a happy event. This omen proves that the owner of the tomb has become an official in heaven. If the tomb owner
If there are descendants, they must be the orders of officials and wealthy people. This is when one person attains enlightenment and nine tribes ascend to heaven.
But Fatty Dragon Dad doesn’t care about this. For the gold captain, the Ascension Tomb is a good tomb if it has gold, silver and jewelry. Otherwise, if you return empty-handed from the tomb, there will be ghosts in the tomb next time. Fatty Dragon Dad, look at this poor and remote place.
What kind of treasure could there be in Tiejiazui? Just when he was hesitating to go down, he suddenly heard the sound of water emerging from the well.
Gululu——Gululu——
Feilong's father was shocked, knowing that water was coming from the bottom of the well. What a coincidence. Before Feilong and his father could run away, the earthy yellow well water from the bottom of the well suddenly sprayed up to the sky. It was estimated to be seven or eight feet high.
Father Fat Dragon looked up and saw a stream of white gas rising into the sky from the well, followed by some messy things spurting out from the well, wrapped in dark and wet mud. Father Fat Dragon happened to run away
Not far away, a square box rushed to his feet. He quickly hit it with his foot, stepped on it with his feet, rubbed it with the sole of his shoe, and saw the true face of the square object. It turned out to be a golden sandalwood box.
Just saying that this box is worth a lot of money, there is no need to guess that the things inside are more valuable than golden lumps.
Father Fat Dragon rolled up his sleeves and straightened his salesman's cotton hat. Phew! He pulled out a three-inch short blade from the treasure bag on his waist. He was about to check what big treasures there were in this golden sandalwood box.
.Suddenly, another violent stream of well water rushed up. Although it was not as high as the last time, it rushed out a broken coffin and five fat colorful pythons, five red, yellow, black, and green, four to five feet long.
The python pounced towards Father Fatty Dragon in an instant.
Fatty's father was so frightened that he peed his pants and almost lost his breath. He picked up the golden sandalwood box, turned around and ran away. According to Fatong, his father ran for a day and a night, and he fainted after running.
Braking, if his father was made of iron, he would probably have to circle the earth four or five times. His father was really frightened at that time. When he got home, he lay on the kang and rolled his eyes. I remember that his grandfather also scolded his father for being useless, Tangtang
The Zhengzong touched Captain Jin and was so frightened that he turned into a bear. When he got angry, he even hit his father with a leather whip dipped in cold water.
Unexpectedly, his father died three days later!
At this time, the whole family of Lao Wang's family was in a panic. Everyone was questioning what was going on. His grandfather had no choice. If he wanted to give the family an explanation, he had to start with this golden sandalwood box. At three o'clock in the night, he lit it up.
The kerosene lamp opened the box, and to his surprise, it was full of books. On top of the books lay a dead little white snake. When the little white snake encountered the air, it turned into a puff of white gas. His grandfather was attracted by the white gas.
He was so angry that he fainted. In his dream, he saw the whole process of Fat Dragon's escape.
The next day, his grandfather woke up and found that the little white snake was gone, leaving only a box of books. He went to look at these books, flipped through them and sat down on the ground. His grandfather was fascinated by the book.
The content was frightening. Fei Long had never read the content. He only heard from his grandfather that the books in the box were all written by a fortune teller named Guo Miao in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.
He wrote down all the results of his divination in books, starting with the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, down to the year 2008 AD, and ending with the Sichuan-Sichuan earthquake. They were all the results of his divination. God determined the earth, and man made it.
It’s hard to change, but it will definitely come true.
The reason why his grandfather fell down in fear was because he saw himself. The book said that his grandfather would see these divination fortunes. He also left his grandfather with a sentence: You will die if you read Gaiden. It means looking at the history of the past.
I have seen it, but if I tell others that if I reveal the secret, I will definitely die in an ugly way. Looking at life and death means that you look at the history that has not happened before, and the divination of history is even a peek at the secret, whether it is life or death.
It depends on whether your life is tough or not.
Before Feilong's grandfather died, he entrusted these books to him and told him to remember not to look at things that have not happened in the future.
It was just before Feilong's grandfather died that he learned that his father's and his grandfather's deaths were all related to divination, and he himself brought back a bronze divination tripod belonging to the Lama God, which frightened his grandfather seriously.
I couldn't afford it, and then I died.
It seems that divination and heavenly secrets are harmful things, and it is generally best not to touch them. Think about whether our ancestor Guo Shoujing touched divination, or whether the Witch Burial Sect touched divination, a thing that reveals heavenly secrets, and they are all facing destruction.
disaster.
My chest couldn't help but sink. I thought to myself that I had touched this thing anyway and embarked on this path. What the consequences would be depends on fate. After thinking about it, there are two parts in the second half of this sand painting.
I also looked at the painting.
In the first sand painting, I saw a coffin hidden in the shadows. A few red lines showed through the darkness. I thought that was the light of the Insect King. There was a man kneeling in front of him, wearing a purple-red coat.
robe, and behind the kneeling man, stood a human figure with a white outline. It was more like a ball of white gas! When I saw this, I couldn't help but take a step back in surprise. I stabilized my body and felt inexplicable.
Incredible.
No wonder the old chief’s surprised look last night, it turns out that he already knew about me releasing animals in the bronze basement at that time. The man in the purple robe was me, and the human-shaped white gas behind me,
It was our ancestor Guo Shoujing. Now, it was explained that he had inexplicably pushed me behind my back.
It seems that the old chief has already known this in his mind. He held this morning meeting to celebrate that the prophecy made thousands of years ago has been successfully realized! And the fate of Northern Hunan has also changed for the better. This is indeed a happy thing!
Although I am still worried about whether it is good or bad to predict the future in advance. If I really find a way to the outside world for Northern Xiang, will it bring disaster to Northern Xiang?
I looked at the second sand painting in the second half with sadness, which was also the last of many sand paintings. This painting depicts the scene of coming out of the mountain. There are two pointed peaks on both sides, like two big doors.
There was a group of us in the middle of the huge open door. I judged it from the person wearing a purple robe in the middle. I knew that was me.
Behind us was a dense mass of darkness, filled with mountains and plains of Beixiang people and eight black elephants, watching us slowly drive into the distance.
However, there was a dark figure in the middle of our group, which was the outline of an extremely tall woman. My heart suddenly skipped a beat. If the white shadow represents the human soul, then who is that mysterious woman?
Or is she a human being?!
…
Three days later, I walked out of the Dragon Burial Formation as predicted.
I took that mysterious woman to meet Fei Long in a hotel not far from the train station in Jinghai, Tianjin. He was much older.
Fei Long looked at me straight in the eyes, his body couldn't help but tremble and said: "Guo, Guo... Burial! Do you remember... I'm here?"
The woman looked at Fei Long in confusion, and then at me. I smiled bitterly and shook my head.
I tapped my fingers on the table casually and paused for a long time before saying: "I remembered... him, but... only a little bit..."
Fat Dragon stood up abruptly, almost falling. I quickly supported him, and he grabbed my shoulders and said eagerly: "Who? Yes, who is it! Who is it?"
I was also a little excited. I tried my best, but my voice was still very soft, and I said: "Shangguan Jielong..."
When Feilong heard this, he burst into tears. After sitting down, he grabbed my hand and said eagerly: "Speak quickly, tell me quickly, tell me what happened during this trip. Tell me clearly!"
