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The cook served the dishes, and there was a table of good wine and meat, but I didn't taste much of it.
I kept looking down at the photo, and the few words this person sent me.
He should have been with me for a while recently, maybe even entered the village with me? Otherwise, how would I know that I know yin and yang.
After thinking about it, I was also relieved that the time for him to keep up with me should be earlier than expected.
He wanted me to tell a fortune teller, so the intention of coming here should not be evil, and he took out this square plate to lure me over.
As for the photo of this square plate, it was taken very carefully and neatly.
There is a circular groove in the middle, which is almost the same size as the compass in my hand.
? Its bottom is flat, the four directions are up north and down south, and the east and west are orderly.
The scale around it is also a scale size different from the current centimeters, and it really looks like a part of a fixed compass.
Having filled my stomach indiscriminately, I said I would go straight to Feng's house.
Liu Wensan and He Cai'er said they would stay by the river and wait for the corpse hunters to come.
Feng Zhirong originally asked Feng Qu to take me back. He wanted to arrange things by the river and keep an eye on the supervisor.
I asked him to go with me, because I intended, whether or not I was going to this man.
Also prepare me as the foundation of the town, and I will be relieved after handing it over to Feng Zhirong.
After returning to Feng's house, I went to see my grandma first, asked her about Fang Pan, and showed her the photos.
Grandma told me that she had seen this square plate before, and it was indeed integrated with the fixed compass.
It's just that after my grandfather broke his hand, both the square plate and his broken palm were taken away by Zhang Jiugua.
Later, her grandfather told her that the square plate is only a foreign object that fits the compass. For beginners, it can be more convenient to play the compass, and it can also determine the good and bad luck of the house. It will not affect the use if it is missing.
Zhang Jiugua was proud and arrogant. When he took the square plate, he felt that he had one more thing. He was one level higher than my grandfather, so he let him go.
Thoughtful, I told my grandma that I knew, and then I asked Feng Zhirong to take me to his study.
It took me an afternoon to draw two circles on a piece of paper, and according to the Fengshui Town Bureau of the Sixty Dragons Through the Earth, I drew the Seventy-two Dragons Piercing the Mountain with the compass as the foundation.
?The sixty dragons through the ground use the method of double mountains and five points, and the twenty-four mountains contain sixty immortal lives inwardly.
As for the seventy-two dragon plates piercing the mountains, there are three dragons in each mountain, and seventy-two points of gold for the outside, good or bad.
The bigger the object, the better. As long as the orientation is correct, even a palm-sized object is enough to become the core of the hole.
I asked Feng Zhirong to use a copper plate as the bottom, and make weights according to the size and scale on my piece of paper.
The words on it will also be engraved and buried under the foundation I ordered. After three days, the ancestral hall will be repaired together with the pagoda.
After finishing all this, it was almost five o'clock.
Feng Zhirong took the paper and left, and I went to my grandma again, and paid homage to the coffins of my father and grandpa.
Grandma asked me when to bury my father and my grandfather. After I calmed down, I replied that after the incident in Yangjiang was over, I would go to find a geomantic treasure and choose Jiran acupoint.
At half past five, I put on clean and fresh clothes and went out.
There are still three days to go. Even if I am in a hurry, the matter in Yangjiang cannot be advanced faster.
We can only hope that the heavens will be beautiful, and the flood in the upper reaches of the river will not come so fast.
In addition, I also plan to meet that person.
After all, the square plate is part of the fixed compass, so it must be taken back!
Now I don't need to tell him the divination, except that I haven't fully grasped it myself, and I promised Chen Xiazi that the first divination will be given to him.
More importantly, I want to know who he is and whether he has other purposes for following me.
After seeing more and more faces, my intuition has become more accurate. If this person has malicious intentions, I should be able to tell at a glance.
According to the address, I went to the old town in the city, and when it was getting dark, I went outside an antique teahouse.
The phone just vibrated, and there was another new message.
"Private rooms on the third floor, a mountain without soil."
Seeing the words "Mountain of No Soil", my face changed slightly.
This person is probably not that simple.
Zhang Jiugua died on the Mountain of No Soil, and his body is also there!
But I still don¡¯t know what the landless mountain is.??! Even in the Zhaijing, there is no introduction about this mountain.
Similarly, I also had some thoughts in my heart, maybe this person can also give me some clues!
The interior of the teahouse is quiet and elegantly lit, and the decoration is also grand. The waiter led me up to the third floor and into the private room.
There is no one in the house, and there are screen landscape paintings on the four walls.
A burner of incense was lit on the table, and a copper square plate was placed!
My heart beat a little faster, I walked to the table and picked up the square plate.
Getting started is a heavy and cold feeling.
Staring at the circular groove in the middle, I took out the fixed compass and put it down.
It is indeed a tight fit, and there seems to be a card slot on the edge that the naked eye has not noticed. It is put in, but it is not so easy to take it out.
And I discovered some details. If I want the pointer to be stable, I must hold the compass steadily.
At this moment, with the square plate, even if it is slightly tilted, the pointer is stable and starts to rotate slowly.
Sure enough, grandma was right, with a square plate, it is easier for novices to use a fixed compass.
This person doesn't have much malice, otherwise he wouldn't put things first.
I also sat on the chair, put away the fixed compass, and my mentality stabilized.
Just then, the door was pushed open again.
This time it was no longer a waiter who came in, but a middle-aged man in his early fifties.
He has a face with Chinese characters, square and square, but his face is a little long, and it looks like a horse's face.
The face is calm, the eyebrows are black and smooth, but the face is serious but not fierce.
After walking to sit opposite me, I put my hands on the table and tapped the table with my fingers. His eyes were even darker, but he didn't speak first.
I looked at him for two minutes, and then I said, "Thank you for the square plate. As for your hexagram, I will admit it."
"But I can't count it for you now. I have already promised to give the first divination to others."
He suddenly smiled and said: "Let me guess, the hexagram you want to give should be the old blind man who gave you the relic of Zhang Jiu's hexagram, right?"
My eyelids twitched slightly, but I didn't answer.
He looked at me deeply, and then said: "My name is Ma Baoyi, I don't want to force your first hexagram, but I want you to help me calculate a hexagram seven days later, this hexagram, I want to predict life and death Good or bad."
"The square plate is not given to you for free, but as a gift from me. I need a person who knows yin and yang skills, use a compass to locate on a mountain, and get something! You don't need to give me an answer now, you can give me a fortune teller in seven days. Then tell me what you think."
My pupils constricted into a small spot, and a few wisps of sweat secreted from my forehead.
His name is Ma Baoyi, which is only one word different from that of Ma Baozhong.
? Use a compass to locate a mountain, what kind of mountain is it? !
I took a deep breath and asked him without saying anything else, what is a mountain? What is he going to fetch? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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