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This kind of energy can only be felt when you are very close.
Roland had always believed that this special, invisible energy could only be generated in some special occasions, such as ancestral halls, temples and Taoist temples.
After all, the first time Roland encountered this kind of energy was when the family ancestor worship ceremony was over.
The first impression is very important, and it is quite normal to have such a ¡®conclusion¡¯.
It was only the search that lasted for more than a year that made him doubt this conclusion.
However, now he saw the energy group again.
¡° Moreover, there are quite a lot of these things, floating around in the ¡®hall¡¯ of the courtyard.
Roland was stunned on the spot.
The old man noticed something strange about him. He followed his gaze and looked back. When he saw the living room of his room, he asked strangely: "What are you looking at? What's so interesting about my ancestor's paintings?"
"No, it's just that the atmosphere here seems a little different from other places. It has a strange feeling." Roland replied with some embarrassment.
Who knew that when the old man heard Roland's words, he immediately became excited: "Can you feel it?"
¡°It¡¯s a bit of a feeling.¡±
"Come on, come on!" The old man was even more excited now. He took Roland's hand and walked into the house: "It seems that you are also a knowledgeable person. I like to communicate with young people like you who have a lot of content."
He pulled Roland into the courtyard and then dragged him to the living room.
Generally speaking, in addition to worshiping ancestors during festivals, the living room in the countryside is also a place to receive guests.
Of course, different places have different customs, and this may not be the case in other places.
There are several wooden benches here, and there are also three rocking chairs that are obviously old.
He sat down first, then pointed to the rocking chair next to him, and said enthusiastically: "Sit down, alas, you don't know, my father and I built this courtyard brick by brick. It's useless." It took a lot of effort.¡±
Roland looked around. He tried not to let himself pay attention to the energy balls flying above and around him. Instead, he asked with some surprise: "You built it with your own hands? This yard is made of blue bricks!"
The old man was quite proud: "We burned it ourselves. My father used to be a mason and knew how to bake green bricks."
"Awesome!" Roland was somewhat impressed.
This courtyard is obviously old, and the old blue bricks have a sense of historical sedimentation.
A few decades ago, it was not easy to burn a cellar of green bricks.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? It only took two people to build this yard.
"Tell me, what's so great about this yard." The old man leaned forward slightly: "I want to hear it."
This is a test, or a test?
Roland only thought for less than two seconds before he had ideas and words.
He recently discovered that in reality, his thinking speed is much faster.
"I won't talk about the advantages of being warm in winter and cool in summer. Most people can feel it." Roland smiled.
The old man picked up a Pu fan from the side and shook it gently: "What are the advantages that ordinary people can't feel?"
Roland¡¯s eyes were slightly closed and half-opened: ¡°Qi, I feel a very weak Qi here.¡±
The old man¡¯s eyes widened: ¡°What¡¯s wrong with you? It¡¯s not scientific at all. Don¡¯t talk nonsense.¡±
"I'm not talking nonsense, that's how I feel." Roland stared into the old man's eyes and refused to step back: "Although it doesn't feel big, it does exist."
After the two sides looked at each other for a while, the old man laughed loudly: "Yes, there is indeed energy here."
"You can feel it too?"
Roland looked at the old man in surprise. He wondered whether the old man could feel those energy balls like himself.
The old man shook his head: "I can't feel it."
Roland frowned: "Then you"
"But this does not prevent me from judging."
The old man stood up and walked to the side. A thick wooden bench stood in front of him.
He drummed hard with his right hand and smashed it down hard.
With a thud, the wooden bench was broken in two.
The fresh stubble burrs are exposed, all of which tell others that this wooden bench is genuine and not a prop.
Then the old man showed his right palm to Roland. There was not even a red mark on it.
&They are all in the ancestral hall, but the coffins or ashes of the ancestors are buried in the mountain behind. This is the collectively owned land of Yujiacun. "Yu Kunming touched his bald head and said in a very proud and even somewhat proud tone: "The Yu family has been able to stand here for nearly a thousand years, and has produced several celebrities, and even endured the turbulent period decades ago. Come down, this is all thanks to the blessing of this Feng Shui treasure land. It is said that the master came to see it and set up formations in the mountains. "
Roland understood immediately: "So, you and your son are actually the gravekeepers!"
"Now there is no such thing as a gravekeeper." Yu Kunming shook his head and said: "Although the master's family sends supplies and money every year, society now emphasizes equality among individuals, and no one is willing to accept others' punishment. Maybe I am The last generation of gravekeepers.¡±
Everyone has the ambition to climb up.
Roland could see that Yu Kunming did not want his son to become a tombkeeper.
The topic was so light that the two of them were silent for a while.
Then Roland went to look at the rented room and found that it was very clean, but it lacked bedding and some furniture.
He plans to bring bedding and some daily necessities when he comes here tomorrow.
Roland resisted the desire to attract those energy balls and left the courtyard.
He remembered that the last time he absorbed an energy group, he fainted and was sent to the hospital. He didn't want to do it again.
Of course you have to attract, you have to find the right time.
"Don't rush, the energy ball can't run away, take your time."
Riding on the shared bicycle, Roland was very happy. He returned home singing a little song. As soon as he opened the door, the phone rang.
Then Shuke's voice came from inside: "Roland, it's not good, come to the swordsmanship hall quickly, something happened to Qi Shaoqiu."
When Roland heard this, he immediately pushed out the extremely old-fashioned 125cc motorcycle that had been sitting at home for a long time.
After checking, I found that the oil was still full, so I stepped on it directly.
The motorcycle roared, and more than ten minutes later, Roland appeared at the door of the swordsmanship hall.
Inside the low wall, a group of students formed a circle.
There was a faint sound of crying. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com