Feng Shui Master of Rebirth

An old man in Tang suit was driving on the road in an Accord sedan. After a night of train fatigue, the old man could not see the slightest fatigue, but his brows were tightly frowned.

"Father, did something happen?" Why are you so anxious?A man who looked about forty asked the old man. In his eyes, his father had always planned his plans and rarely panicked like this.

"Let's talk when we arrive first." The old man in Tang suit had a sullen face and didn't speak. He knew that his fellow disciples must have started to arrive in Province S for this child. Now, all he can do is to take this child away before the fellow disciples arrive. .

"Yes, father." The man saw the old man's face was unsightly, so he could only watch the vehicle drive in silence.

In Lingjia Village, the old Taoist shook his whisk and left with the baby in his arms.

Er Huzi didn't send it too far, he still had to take care of his frail wife and young daughters, and what was even more fearful was that he would not let it go.

When I got home, my wife was still asleep, and everyone in the village had left. Facing the troublesome Erhuzi's family, I wanted to help, but I was too embarrassed to stay, so I had to say goodbye one by one and leave.

In the evening, a car slowly drove into Lingjia Village.

In the 80s, people in big cities might still be able to see small cars, but it was really a rare thing in rural areas where there were no TV sets. At the door of Er Huzi's house.

A group of rural children with snot in their crotch trousers followed the car, shouting for joy, looking at the brand new car with bright eyes, eager to touch it. When they saw the car parked in front of Er Huzi's house, they didn't wait. The owner got out of the car, and a group of children knocked on the door of Erhuzi's house, shouting, "Uncle Erhu, someone is looking for you!"

"Who is it!" Er Huzi secretly wiped away his tears, and when he heard the commotion outside, he stood up and opened the door.

"Uncle Erhu, they are the ones looking for you!" The children chattered, pointing at the few people who got out of the car behind, and said.

Er Huzi looked in the direction the children were pointing at, and saw a very imposing old man, followed by a man in his 40s supporting the old man, and beside them was the village secretary with a smiling face.

Er Huzi didn't dare to neglect, so he hurried forward, before he could speak, the village secretary Ling Daniu said first: "Er Huzi, this is from the capital city B, they want to ask you something, you Answer honestly, did you hear that?!"

"Yes, yes!" Erhuzi promised dutifully, and then asked in confusion: "I don't know what the two gentlemen are looking for me for?" I have always been an honest farmer, and the farthest place I have been to is the county seat, so I don't think I have committed any crimes. Bar?

In 1980, it was just a few years after the end of the Cultural Revolution. People were still in a state of tension.

"Haha, don't be afraid, I'm just asking casually, I just heard that your wife gave birth to a son today, so, my old man came here to rejoice!" The old man in Tang suit stroked his beard, looking bright and friendly.

When Er Huzi heard that the old man came here for his son, how could he bear it? In one day, his wife had a dystocia and gave away his son. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"What's the matter?" The old man saw that the rural man started to cry, and his heart skipped a beat. He thought that this newborn child must be lonely, so he had to control his mother when he was born, but looking at this man's face, it was just the opposite!

Originally, it was supposed to be that the complexion of the tear hall was green, and the cousin's wife had a difficult delivery and was in trouble, and there was a lying silkworm pattern under the left eye, which meant that the lord would give birth to a precious son.But looking at the palace of men and women (Tear of Tears), it is a deep sinking of lying silkworms. The ancient saying: Those who lie deep in silkworms have fewer gaps and more extinct heirs.

How is this going?Did the child die young?impossible!This child was born according to the will of the heavens, so it shouldn't be so easy to die. What's going on?

The old man said calmly, "What's wrong with this big brother? What's wrong with you?"

The village secretary, Ling Daniu, couldn't bear Er Huzi's crying. These two came from the capital, not ordinary people. If he could perform well in front of these two people, he might be able to be transferred to the town. Looking for a half-time official, he can't be disturbed by this erhuzi, so he teased the erhuzi: "I said erhuzi, what happened to you today? My sister-in-law gave birth Son, you should be happy, why are you crying?!"

"I, I gave away my son!" Er Huzi said while wiping away his tears.

"What?" The old man in Tang suit grabbed Er Huzi's hand: "This big brother, you say it again?! Who did you send?"

Sending someone away will not cut off the meaning of family affection, it must be done by someone from the same sect, and he is still a master!

The middle-aged man supported the old father and stared at Er Huzi: "Where did you send your son?"

"I, I just gave it to an old Taoist priest." The middle-aged man seemed to be a silent person, but his eyes were full of murderous intent, which made people feel terrified. Er Huzi was frightened by the stare. Just said it out.

"Okay, let's go!" The old man eased his mood, looked at Er Huzi again, and sighed, at least it was delivered to the same door. If it was given to someone else at will, then it is a member of the Taoist school. What a loss!

"Hey, I said who is this, so it's Mr. Sun, long time no see!" Just as the old man was about to leave in the car, a lame middle-aged man rushed over and greeted him casually and respectfully.But his eyes were looking around randomly. It seemed that Mr. Li hadn't succeeded yet, and he still had some hope.

"Well, who am I? It turns out to be Tieguai Li. This is the spirit that has not been seen for many years!" The old man in Tang suit squinted his eyes and looked at the lame man. During the Taoist Cultural Revolution, he was always suppressed. , many folk masters were forced to emigrate overseas or smuggled out of the country, resulting in very few domestic masters. This Tieguai Li is one of the masters of the Taoist school. He is known as "Tieguai God's Fortune". I thought he had left the mainland too, but I didn't expect him to still be there.

"I can't compare to you, Old Sun!" Tieguai Li, leaning on a cane, looked at the passers-by who were stunned, "I wonder if there is a chance to have a glass of wine with my brother?"

"Okay, please!" Sun Lao waved his hand and glanced at his son. The man understood and opened the car door. Tieguai Li sat on it without any politeness at all, and left with Sun Lao.

"What's the matter?" Er Huzi was a little confused, why did these people react so much when they heard that he gave away his son?I don't want to, it's time to see my wife.

"Dad, will we see brother again?"

"I'll see you!" Er Huzi patted his eldest daughter's head and sighed, "We should make medicine for your mother."

"What? We're all a step late?" Tieguai Li was taken aback, the wine glass in his hand shook, and almost poured the wine on his clothes, he frowned: "Impossible, our masters of the Daoist sect according to me As far as I know, there are only a few people in China, but the old Taoist priests, as far as I know, there are only Daoist Wuming, Daoist Yuanyangzi and Daoist Mingyang. Daoist Yuanyangzi was forced to go to Hong Kong. Daoist Yang went to Taiwan with him, only Daoist Wuming, but Daoist Wuming has been missing for many years, it shouldn’t be such a coincidence, right?!”

"Well, it doesn't matter who it is, as long as it's someone from my Taoism!" Sun Lao sighed, Taoism is becoming weaker and weaker now, masters have moved to other places, and the rest dare not use the technique of Fengshui and gossip lightly, for fear Being criticized for feudal superstition, although the Cultural Revolution is over, the loss is extremely heavy, not only the loss and destruction of many Taoist secret books, but also the destruction of Taoist holy places, Feng Shui is no longer what it used to be!

"Yes, yes!" Tieguai Li also sighed, and drank his wine in silence.

The old Taoist hurriedly climbed over the mountain with Ling Feng in his arms, and came to the small Taoist temple where he lived temporarily. The Taoist looked incomplete, but the old Taoist sighed secretly. .The only pity is that the scale of the Taoist temple is too small to hold such a good feng shui. This has led to the fact that the Taoist temple always has a short lifespan, but it has always existed.

"My good apprentice, this is the thousand-year-old ginseng used by the old Taoist to save his life. There is probably only one such in the world. Now I will cut a piece for you, and you cherish it!" A small paper bag was opened layer by layer, revealing a small piece of dry ginseng, picked up a blade that was always on hand, cut off a small piece of ginseng, carefully put it in Ling Feng's small mouth, and chattered : "My good apprentice, you have to remember to me that you ate the ginseng that is your teacher, and remember to honor my old way when you have any good things in the future!"

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Ling Feng just fell asleep, but the old Taoist really knew that this was the overuse of the innate vitality, and the innate energy is not so simple to make up, the only way is to use the treasures of heaven and earth, Although I have other ginseng with a younger age, this is related to my disciples, and the old man will not use those defective products on his precious disciples.

When Ling Feng heard about his mother's dystocia, he was very nervous. He was anxious and angry, and he was only thinking about saving his mother, saving his mother!

Then he only felt a heat on his forehead, a gust of hot air rushed out of his body, and then he passed out. In a daze, he had a strange feeling that his mother was still alive. He didn't know why he had such a feeling Feeling, but he was sure.

"Where is this?" Ling Feng looked around, hey, what is this?

A quaint book appeared in front of him, shining brightly.

What is this word?The cover was written in Xiaozhuan, Ling Feng couldn't understand it, he touched the cover curiously, ah, Ling Feng felt as if someone was translating in his mind: the four big characters of Taoist Five Arts.

Ling Feng still knows the five arts of Taoism. The so-called five arts are "mountain, medicine, fate, physiognomy, and divination."

Is this the secret book of Taoist five arts?Ling Feng was surprised!

Sure enough, when Ling Feng opened the book, he saw the "mountain". Ling Feng probably passed by. Sure enough, this is a Taoist cultivation method!

...Spirit and blood together, the Four Elephants will be in the atrium.Take him as the truth, point me away as Yin.Reconstitute into a dry and healthy body, go to collect herbs and seedlings.The male tiger roars in the mountains, the female dragon sings in the sea...

It really is wonderful!Just looking at Ling Feng can feel the heat all over his body, driving away the weakness and powerlessness caused by the innate energy sent to his mother.

Just why is it getting hotter and hotter?Ling Feng shook his hands and feet, and couldn't help crying out "It's so hot, it's so hot", but when he opened his mouth, there was a burst of "Wah-wah" baby crying.

"Oh, my good boy, you've finally woken up!" An old Taoist cheerfully hugged Ling Feng, "I just said that ginseng is very useful! Hahaha..."