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Li Ansheng looked moved, but looked at Li Xiaotong, and hesitated.
I said: "Don't worry, they will wake up after noon tomorrow, but it's past ten o'clock now. If you are afraid of changes, we can go to the grave tomorrow."
"No, no, I definitely didn't mean that." Li Ansheng waved his hands hastily, and then said: "You two wait a moment, I'll bring Yingzi over to sleep."
Li Ansheng is also a smart man, and understood what I said.
I say this because I respect Li Ansheng's choice. He still doesn't trust me and Chuxia 100%, which is human nature.
After everything was ready, the three of us took a taxi to Hongyu Village, which is also Li Ansheng's hometown.
After Li Ansheng's introduction, Hongyu Village had been demolished two years ago, and the whole village moved to the city under planning.
However, the real estate is still left to the villagers, and the villagers of the original Hongyu Village will come back to live when they are farming.
Now that Chinese New Year is coming, there is no one in Hongyu Village.
However, most of the villagers in Hongyu Village buried their elders' graves in Requiem Hill.
The name of Requiem Hill has been passed down from generation to generation, which means good.
Requiem Mound has also existed for decades, but in the past two years, due to planning, many families have moved their graves. Li Ansheng's father was buried in Requiem Mound. Forget it.
This is a very common thing in the rural areas of the old days. Usually, the worship is only in the approximate range, and it is nothing more than to express the missing.
Before Li Ansheng's mother died, she also said that she would be buried in Requiem Hill, and the fallen leaves return to their roots.
When we arrived at Hongyu Village, it was already around eleven o'clock in the evening.
We left the driver's number to avoid going back without a car.
The Chinese New Year is coming soon, the price of a taxi has risen relatively, and the driver is willing to pick up the job.
Just can't keep the driver waiting, after all, we don't know how long we will stay.
But having said that, going to the cemetery at 11 o'clock in the middle of the night sounds strange. In addition, the moon is hidden and the wind is high, and the shadows of the trees are long under the light of the flashlight.
Chu Xia got close to my body, grabbed the corner of my clothes, and didn't speak a word along the way.
Although Li Ansheng was also a little scared, but thinking that the problem could be solved, his expression was quite firm.
I felt the softness in my arm, coughed lightly, and said.
"Chu Xia, this is not acceptable."
Chu Xia looked startled, looked around, and asked.
"Master, why not?"
"You will eventually have to work alone in the future, and you must practice your courage."
"Huh? But Master, I, I"
"Strange things in the world disturb people's spirits. If you want to become a powerful Feng Shui master, you must be courageous. The current environment can affect you. If you encounter those weird things in the future, even if you have the ability, It¡¯s useless if you don¡¯t have the guts.¡±
Chu Xia's body froze, he exhaled, and let go of his hand: "Understood, Master."
I nodded slightly, and walked for a while, when Li Ansheng suddenly said.
"Master Wang, Miss Yu, just ahead."
Requiem Hill is a gradually rising slope with mounds.
I just walked all the way, and under the light of the flashlight, I saw a lot of simple graves.
The tomb in front is similar to the surrounding ones. If you shine the flashlight, you can see the word Zhao Feng, which is Li Ansheng's mother's tomb.
However, when he was a few meters away from the grave, Li Ansheng stopped slowly, saying with some fear.
"Master Wang, do we still have to go forward?"
I shone my flashlight around, then frowned slightly, and murmured.
"Go and have a look."
Chu Xia and Li Ansheng were quite nervous on my left and right, and soon came to the grave.
I observed Zhao Feng's tomb, then looked at the surrounding situation, and asked.
"Is there a river nearby?"
Li Ansheng was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why I asked that question, but he said it anyway.
"Yes, but this river is a river drilled by the big guys with boreholes. The older generation is here, so it is convenient to irrigate the land. It's just a river, it's better to say it's a stream."
A creek drilled by a borehole.
?It seems that the older generation of Hongyu Village also know some inheritance, no wonder this place will become Requiem Hill.
For Hongyu Village, which is not surrounded by high mountains, there is no doubt that Requiem Hill?A best burial place.
Generally speaking, it is inappropriate to choose a tomb on the top of a mountain, because it is blown by the mountain wind, and only surrounded by left and right, or halfway up the mountain, is a good place for the basin.
And there is no mountain in Requiem Hill, but there are fields.
People eat whole grains, and fields represent food as well as wealth.
Therefore, burying the tomb in the field is also a relatively good feng shui. Some people even bury their elders in the field. Of course, it is their own field. If they are buried in other people's fields, it needs to be negotiated.
?Requiem Hill is backed by fields and has water, which is really good. Logically speaking, there is no reason why there will be changes in this place
But things cannot be seen on the surface. Since something has changed, there must be a reason.
And this reason is not difficult for me to find.
"How many streams are there?" I asked.
Li Ansheng replied without thinking.
"One, the creek surrounds Requiem Hill, connects the fields, and passes through the well drilled by everyone, what's the matter, Master?"
I didn't speak, I put away my expression, and slowly raised the corners of my mouth.
A creek is right, but it has been diverted.
? To be precise, it was divided by people. From the east, west, north, south, and four directions, water vapor rushed in.
And behind the water vapor is the field, complementing each other, the air in the field is attracted by the water vapor, and the two rush to the Requiem Hill.
It's not very real at night. If you observe it during the day, you can find that the surrounding environment has also been changed.
The woods were divided into four channels, which corresponded to the four blessings of field water.
If Li Ansheng remembered the arrangement of the surrounding trees, he would be able to find something wrong at a glance.
The place where the east, west, north, south, and four-way channels circulate is not elsewhere, but the tomb of Zhao Feng in front of us.
And Zhao Feng's tomb is at the commanding height of the entire Requiem Hill, that is, the highest point of the slope, the purpose of the people behind the scenes is self-evident.
? Assuming that a plan is drawn, Zhao Feng¡¯s grave is a point, and there are four lines in the east, west, north and south of the point.
Each line is composed of fields, water, and trees, and the blessings of the fields and water enter the trees, connecting the tomb of Zhao Feng.
This is called "Chongfu."
Why Zhao Feng?
Because she is at the highest point of Requiem Hill, named according to Fengshui terrain, Zhao Feng's grave Fengshui can be called "Fu hat."
It looks like an ancient official hat, hence the name.
In short, it is a good geomantic land.
Someone is looking for this geomantic treasure, so the first thing to do is to use "Tian Shui Blessing" to wash away the last trace of Zhao Feng's will.
Because of the blessing, even if Zhao Feng's will dissipated, it would not affect the organizers.
This seems to be a good thing, but ordinary people can't bear such a great blessing.
No wonder Zhao Feng said she was bullied. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com