Qingyue Temple

After leaving the cave, Fang Shanshui sealed the gate and went down the mountain to check the condition of the tree species.

Fang Shanshui checked very carefully, and even took out the compass that Master used before, and measured the orientation of each tree one by one. Moving, the compass seems to be affected by some magnetic field, turning left and right suddenly.

Occasionally, when a worker greeted him, he probably didn't pay attention.

"What is this little boss doing?" the worker wondered.

"I heard that he is a Taoist priest of the Taoist temple on this mountain. He is mysterious. Look at the peach forest he planned for ten miles, and it is full of locust trees. Maybe he is playing some kind of formation."

"Array? What the hell?"

"You bumpkin, if you haven't read an online novel, you should know Jin Yong's Peach Blossom Island, Mizhen! Maybe it will be difficult for us to go up the mountain after these trees are planted."

"Haha, you are the one who is stupid watching TV." The worker who was taught laughed loudly.

Hiding among the workers, the monkey who was carefully peeping at Fang Shanshui frowned when he heard this, and thought, maybe it was true.

Not long after, Fang Shanshui stopped in front of a tree with a compass and walked around it: "It's five inches short."

"Boss Fang, is it the wrong kind?" A foreman who was watching came up and asked.

Fang Shanshui nodded, pointed to the new soil just buried on the root and said, "Loosen the soil."

The foreman was very dedicated, so he quickly called someone over and shoveled away the soil a few times, but the tree was too heavy, and it had to be moved five inches as Fang Shanshui said. The four people who dug the pit tried it, but they couldn't lift it at all. .

Seeing this, the foreman was about to call a few more people, but Fang Shanshui raised his hand to stop him, stepped forward and said, "No need, get out of the way."

Seeing this, a worker said, "Boss Fang, do you want to help us carry it? This tree is a bit big. Look at your small arms and legs. Adding you will not be of much use."

The foreman hurriedly shouted: "Shut up, the boss is just measuring the direction, if you don't understand, just watch quietly, and talk nonsense when you are not asked to work."

The workers were very dissatisfied with the training.

Fang Shanshui ignored the two people, and only asked people to hold the tree first. Seeing the strange eyes of the people around him, he held the compass with his right hand to find the position. in a certain direction.

At this time, Fang Shanshui's left hand resting on the tree moved, as if in slow motion, his hand was slowly raised and then slowly lowered, and he patted the tree lightly with his true energy, and none of the four could lift it. Suddenly, as if it had grown legs, the big tree moved five inches away.

In the blink of an eye, the workers saw that the big tree had moved under Fang Shanshui's pat, without even shaking the branches and leaves. They almost thought they had misread it, and could not help but stare.

It is indeed moved, it is really a god.

"Bury it in the ground."

Until they heard Fang Shanshui's order, the foreman and others found their voices one after another, and stammered: "Okay, okay, boss."

The workers in charge of filling the soil no longer dared to underestimate Fang Shanshui's small arms and legs, and worked harder and harder.

The workers were full of curiosity and wanted to ask Fang Shanshui, but Fang Shanshui was walking around with a compass again, and could only gossip with his companions full of admiration: "Tell me, boss, has he practiced any martial arts?"

"The boss is clearly a Taoist priest, isn't he a monster catcher?"

"Blind, there are no monsters for people to catch. Taoist priests draw talismans to catch ghosts."

……

Fang Shanshui inspected all the places until sunset. On Qingyue Mountain, except for a few places specially reserved by him, all the pagoda trees had been planted all over the mountain.

For some unknown reason, Yin energy gathered on Qingyue Mountain. In order not to attract the attention of others, Fang Shanshui decided to set up a formation to attract the gathered Yin energy to the large formation on the ground, so as to continue to feed back Master without letting the Yin energy rise On the outside, there are too many traces.

And the peach grove at the foot of Qingyue Mountain is the base for the Lost Formation to prevent people from intruding indiscriminately in the future.

The locust trees in the mountain belong to yin, while the peach trees outside the mountain belong to yang. The intersection of yin and yang makes it easier to cover up the overcast atmosphere in Qingyue Mountain.

Furthermore, the peach tree wards off evil spirits. In addition to preventing outsiders from going up the mountain to disturb the master, Fang Shanshui is also afraid that if the master suddenly turns dead, he will leave the mountain while he is not there.

After handing over the wages to the workers, the workers who planted the locust trees left. The peach trees at the foot of the mountain were in charge of others. With the power of money, they have planted several circles around the foot of Qingyue Mountain in just a few days. It will be completed soon.

Seeing the mountains and trees, Fang Shanshui, who has been full of worries these days, couldn't help but breathe a little bit of relief.

It's just that spending money like running water these days, and counting the large quantities of high-quality gold, jade and cinnabar ordered from Master's old acquaintance...

Fang Shanshui went back to the mountain, checked his card and Alipay, and thought about it in a dull way. After a few days, he went down the mountain, what should he do to make a living?

The contacts left by Master are all in Hong Kong City, but Master's last words told him to go to Huicheng... and the things on the mountain now are probably just a temporary solution. If he wants to solve the problem fundamentally, he still has to find someone It is better to study ancient characters such as golden inscriptions or oracle bone inscriptions, and see if you can compare the meaning of Jin Wenyun seal script in "Corpse Refining Canon", so as to correctly interpret "Corpse Refining Canon".

·

Lin Er flipped through the pictures of Qingyue Mountain sent by the monkey one by one, and then compared them one by one, and even arranged them from various angles to study. The more he studied, the more Lin Er frowned.

Seeing his uncle like this, Lin Kai knew he must have discovered something: "Uncle, what's wrong?"

"This terrain seems a bit wrong." Lin Er pondered for a while, and switched the positions of the developed photos, spreading them out one by one like a jigsaw puzzle.

Lin Kai looked at the photos in his uncle's hands, but didn't find anything at first. As more and more uncles lined up, Lin Kai let out a sigh, lowered his head to look carefully, and then wondered: "Uncle, is this A new dragon vein?"

Lin Er shook his head: "No, this should be the destroyed dragon vein. Look at the traces of the broken ridge, and the weathered appearance of the valley." Seeing that Lin Kai couldn't see anything, Lin Er took out a marker pen and drew it on the side of the photo. A few strokes were painted on some places, and Lin Kai looked again, and his eyes widened.

"This terrain is clearly the tendency of Nine Dragons containing pearls! But time has changed, mountains and rivers have changed, and this great geomantic treasure land has been destroyed just like that. Nine Dragons are either broken or submerged into the ground. Now there is only one lone dragon bead left. .However, if there is no dragon, how can it be called Dragon Ball? This land is completely ruined."

Kowloon contains pearls.

Lin Kai was speechless, and then said pleasantly: "Uncle! Such a good geomantic treasure, in ancient times, even the emperor would rush to bury it here! There must be a big tomb here!"

Lin Er hesitated and said: "What you said is very likely. Qingyue Mountain is located in the bead of the Nine Dragons. It absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, and it is indeed a good place for geomantic omen. But the terrain has to be changed to this extent. , I don’t know how many years of changes have passed..." Maybe it was already a geomantic treasure land tens of thousands of years ago, and it took thousands of years to be destroyed and become what it is now.But if it was really a treasure land tens of thousands of years ago, did the ancients know Feng Shui at that time?I'm afraid he was still drinking blood at that time.

"It doesn't matter how old it is, look for a chance to see it, and make a fortune if you have it, and you don't have any loss." Lin Kai's face was full of joy, and he thought that the recent fortune was really good, and it was the tomb of the Shang Dynasty, and it was the Jiulong Han. Beads, the God of Wealth really came to your door.

If God does not take, it is self-inflicted!

Lin Eryi thought, what his nephew said was right, let's write down this place first.

"I'll talk about this later, but the top priority now is to find a way to smuggle the black bird eggs into the sea. Li Zilin wants to buy such a fetish for 5000 million yuan, it's just a dream!" Speaking of this, Lin Er felt a little aggrieved , if Li Zilin's understanding raised the price to [-] million U.S. dollars, why would he be in such trouble at this time.

"Uncle, our harvest this time is not small. This kind of fetish, or we should keep it and not sell it. A legendary creature that has lived for more than 3000 years. Uncle, do you think it will be the same as Tang Monk's meat? You can eat it with one bite." Immortality or something? If it’s really possible, we might as well keep it for ourselves.” Lin Kai guessed enthusiastically.

Lin Er frowned: "It's too risky to keep this kind of thing in your hands. As for immortality, it is definitely impossible. Even in the mythology of the Shang Dynasty, the black bird is also a symbol. Jian Di, the daughter of the Yi family, swallowed the black bird egg As for Sheng Qi, Qi is the ancestor of the Shang Dynasty, but apart from the establishment of the Shang Dynasty by his descendants, there is really no other miraculous thing."

"Whose tomb did we dig? We found this black bird egg from his stomach. Could it be that he was Jian Di who swallowed the egg, or the one who gave birth to it?"

"Not at all. Judging by the style and decoration in the tomb, it should be a direct descendant of a certain generation of them."

Lin Kai was disappointed: "Then what is the use of this black bird egg?"

Lin Er guessed: "If the Xuanniao egg is really related to the emergence of the Shang Dynasty, I suspect that the Xuanniao egg was parasitic in the body of the emperor of the Shang Dynasty. While helping the Shang Dynasty stabilize the throne, it was hatched by practicing dragon energy."

"Uncle, the more you talk, the more mysterious it becomes. How can there be any dragon spirit?"

"We have all the eggs of the black bird, which is also a myth."

The two were discussing when Huzi's call suddenly rang.

——Hu Zi: "Second Uncle, Li Zilin is really dishonest, he seems to be doing some tricks against us."

"Hmph, it's not so cheap to miss my baby even if you don't want to pay. Pack up your things and leave Haicheng overnight. Before leaving, ask Xiao Zi to make trouble for Li Zilin."

——Hu Zi: "Okay, Second Uncle. Do you want to call the monkey back?"

"No, let him stay there and continue to inquire."

·

Time passed day by day, and the thousand-acre peach grove at the foot of Qingyue Mountain had been planted. After all the arrears were settled, many workers dispersed, and Fang Shanshui was the only one left in Qingyue Mountain.

Fang Shanshui strictly abided by his master's will, went down the mountain every day to buy a rooster and poured jade cone stones, and dripped his own blood on the coffin every seven days.

It's just that as the yin on Qingyue Mountain became heavier and heavier, it became more and more difficult for Fang Shanshui to stay here.

In the beginning, Fang Shanshui was only drawn into nightmares at night; later, it was no longer safe in the afternoon and evening; now, Fang Shanshui doesn’t even need to wait until he falls asleep, he may be walking in Qingyue Temple without knowing it. Therefore, he was pulled into the nightmare and couldn't react for a long time.

If Fang Shanshui hadn't cultivated since childhood, he might have been confused by his perception and couldn't distinguish between illusion and reality.

"Meow, ouch~" The black cat on the gate greeted Fang Shanshui lazily when he came back.

The yin energy in Qingyue Temple was so deep that Fang Shanshui felt unwell, but this black cat seemed like a fish in water, lingering here and not leaving.

Of course, the reason why it refused to leave may also be the two fish a day that Fang Shanshui promised.

Thinking that this is still his creditor, Fang Shanshui's heart twitched again.

Had I known today, I shouldn't have made random promises back then.