Feng Shui Master of Rebirth

Waking up in the morning, when Ling Feng opened his eyes, he saw Shen Mu hugging him tightly, sleeping soundly.Ling Feng moved slightly, still a little surprised in his heart, he slept so deadly last night, he didn't know it when he slept until dawn.

Ling Feng gently put down Shen Mu's arms and legs, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.

Shen Mu sleeps very soundly, I just feel that I have never slept so soundly in my life, there is always such a scent of soap gently surrounding me, warm and comfortable.

Who is this? Shen Mu held on to the fragrance beside him tightly, feeling as if the empty space in his heart had been filled, extremely satisfied.

Before Shen Mu opened his eyes, he started to grope, and when he was gone, he sat up with a splash, and he was still confused when he heard the sound of splashing water.

After Ling Feng washed up, he came out of the bathroom, and saw Shen Mu in a daze. He was still blushing when he just woke up. When he saw Ling Feng coming, he woke up, "You woke up so early!"

"It's getting late, it's already seven o'clock." Ling Feng looked at Shen Mu who was sitting blankly, his pajamas were messed up, and his hair was shaggy, making Shen Mu look even more silly and cute.

Ling Feng's tone couldn't help being soft, "Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

"No, I'm going to wash up too." Shen Mu saw that Ling Feng's face was still steamed, his dark eyes were serious and deep, his heart skipped a beat, he jumped out of bed unnaturally, and trotted into the bed. Wash in the bathroom.

Ling Feng was puzzled, shook his head, opened the window, and the morning sunshine came in with a little coldness, it was another beautiful day!

Zhou Hui got up early in the morning and ran to his son's room to deliver milk to his son, but found that the quilt was neatly folded and it was cold to the touch. Where did this son go?

At this moment, the nanny came over and said with a smile: "Third wife, Xiao Mu went to that little Taoist's house last night, probably because he just made friends, so he is too happy to part with it."

"That's right." Zhou Hui nodded and smiled. It's a good thing that his son likes Ling Feng, so at least he doesn't have to but Xin Xiaomu will feel lonely.

Zhou Hui shook her head, and brought the milk to Ling Feng's room again. Just as she was about to knock on the door, the door opened. Her son was still wearing pajamas, but Ling Feng was already fully dressed and was about to leave.

Zhou Hui smiled and smoothed off the pajamas for his son, and handed the milk to his son and Ling Feng for them to drink.

Ling Feng frowned, feeling like he couldn't eat when he smelled the milky smell. Shen Mu was already used to drinking it. Seeing Ling Feng not drinking it, he knew that Ling Feng didn't like milk. After remembering that Ling Feng doesn't like to drink milk, he gets closer to this picky eater who likes to pretend to be an adult.

He took the milk in Ling Feng's hand, gulped it down, licked the milk stains on the corner of his mouth, "Hi~" Shen Mu blushed, Zhou Hui giggled beside him, he touched The son's head: "Ling Feng doesn't want to drink, you can leave it to your mother, let's see if you can get drunk!"

Ling Feng couldn't help but smile slightly when he looked at it.

After dinner, the eldest son and the second son of the Shen family left one by one with several grandchildren who also went to school and went to work.Ling Feng followed his master to start preparing for Shen Mu's acupuncture treatment at night.

Ling Feng was young, and he lacked experience in acupuncture and moxibustion. In addition, the acupuncture and moxibustion was more cautious this time, so it would be better to ask the master to do it.

Shen Mu sat quietly, clutching the jade stone Ling Feng gave her in his hand, Zhou Hui found a red string from the drawer, threaded the jade stone, and hung it around his son's neck. Feeling warm, Zhou Hui stroked her son's head. Today is the first step towards health for her son, so the heart of a mother is far less peaceful than it appears on the surface.

She was looking forward to and worried, and she was afraid that she would fail tonight.

Time passed quickly. At nine o'clock in the evening, Shen Mu stripped off his upper body. In order to ensure sufficient spiritual energy, Ling Feng also set up a spirit gathering array. The old man bathed and washed his hands, burned incense and prayed, disinfected golden needles, and did a series of exercises. preparation.

The old Taoist held the golden needle in his hand, took a deep breath, and pierced the golden needle into Guanyuan, Sanyinjiao, Neiguan, Tianshu and other acupoints with the method of flying meridian and qi away. stabbing, and then the needle handle swings slowly, as if the rudder of a boat is sitting or turning right to steer, so as to promote the long-distance travel of meridian qi.

Every time a needle is inserted, Shen Mu will feel an electric current go straight through his whole body, which is unbearably numb.

The old Taoist shouted and reprimanded: "Don't move."

Shen Mu gritted his teeth, resisting the unbearable itchiness, even biting his lips without knowing it.

Ling Feng didn't care about Shen Mu's miserable appearance at this time, he sat cross-legged in the middle, bit his finger and used blood as the medium, Shi Ziwei, Taishan, and basic hand art, combined with spells to suppress evil spirits, heal them, and bring good luck.

"Taishang Laojun is in a hurry like a law, let's go!"

What Ling Feng drew this time is the space-separating talisman, a complicated and cumbersome hand-jumping technique, and every step can't be wrong. With Ling Feng's movements, the lights in the entire Shen house flickered on and off, and the curtains rose without wind, floating wantonly.

Ling Feng's eyes became darker and darker until they turned purple.The yin and yang energy of the world opened up, and the vitality condensed. Shen Mu changed his hand, and the technique became faster and faster. Suddenly, he stopped his movements, his eyes were like sharp swords, and his voice was like a morning bell. He shouted: "Hurry up!" Urgent as a law, open!"

The world was cut off, the old Taoist pulled out the last needle and stepped aside.

The condensed vitality of heaven and earth seemed to be squeezed, and the air became oppressive.

Ling Feng threw a piece of yellow talisman paper into the air, and the mahogany sword quickly made a complicated sword flower, "Go!"

In an instant, vitality rushed to the yellow talisman paper.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth. He underestimated the vitality of the capital. As expected of the imperial city of past dynasties, the dragon energy is indestructible and has a lot of vitality. It is difficult to control these vitality to obediently attach to the talisman paper.

The old Taoist saw that the apprentice was starting to struggle, so he quickly walked behind the apprentice, and injected vitality into Ling Feng to help him complete it smoothly.

Fortunately, when the vitality was about to be exhausted, this amulet that gathered the vitality of heaven and earth was finished. At this time, Ling Feng couldn't move anymore, and the old man was tired and out of breath. He folded the talisman according to a certain folding method. Alright, put it on Shen Mu.

Touching the sweat on his head, the old man heaved a sigh of relief, and collapsed directly to the ground.

Old Master Shen, Shen Xiaoyan and the others heard that there was no movement in the room, and the lights had returned to normal. After hesitating for a moment, they heard the nameless old man in the room shouting weakly: "Come in!"

Mr. Shen rushed into the room and saw that Shen Mu was lying on the bed and fell asleep, while Master and apprentice Ling Feng was lying on the ground with a very ugly face. Mr. Shen rushed up quickly, helped the unknown old man, and Shen Xiaoyan Hugging Ling Feng up, Ling Feng's eyes were closed tightly, and his face was pale.

"This, this..." Mr. Shen trembling his hands, "Master Daoist, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, and my apprentice is fine, it's just that I've hurt a little bit of energy." The Wuming old man waved his hand, "Okay, let the old man and the apprentice go to rest for a while, and finish talking about other things."

Ling Feng was sent to rest in the room, and the Wuming old man settled some matters hastily, "Don't take off the talisman!"

After settling in, Lao Dao was also sent to the prepared room to recuperate.

Old Master Shen sighed at the same spot, and said to his third son and third daughter-in-law: "Our Shen family owes the nameless Daoist master and apprentice, and we will not be able to pay it back in this lifetime!"

"Remember, from now on, you must treat the master and disciples as honored guests. They are the great benefactors of our Shen family. If any of you dare to disrespect the masters, don't blame my old man for being rude to you!"

"Father, don't worry!" Shen Xiaoyan and Zhou Hui resolutely assured that the Wuming Taoist priest saved his father, and now his disciple has saved his son's life again. Do things that are sorry for the unknown Taoist master and apprentice?Their Shen family is loyal and determined not to be such ungrateful people!

"Well, that's good. Go to the warehouse and search for the wild ginseng and ganoderma lucidum sent by old friends in the Northeast. Remember to pick up those that have been around for a long time and have a good age. Tell the kitchen to serve me well. Alright, if anyone dares to be negligent, get out of the gate of our Shen family!"

Shen Mu woke up, sat up, moved his hands and feet, feeling comfortable all over his body.He spread out his palms and clenched them tightly, full of strength.

He looks around, jumps out of bed, remembers getting a needle, and then knows nothing.By the way, where did Ling Feng go?Shen Mu thought of Ling Feng, he walked steadily and opened the door, and ran to Ling Feng's room.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw his mother Zhou Hui wiping Ling Feng's face and hands with a wet towel. Shen Mu's heart tightened, because every time he was sick, his mother wiped Ling Feng's face and hands like this.Is Ling Feng sick?Thinking of this, he quickly ran to Ling Feng's side.

There is nothing wrong with Ling Feng. Although his vitality has lost a little bit, he just needs to rest for three or two days. The most important thing is that the control of his vitality has caused serious consumption of physical strength. His body is sore and his body can't bear it. deep sleep.

Zhou Hui helped Ling Feng wipe it carefully, and when she turned her head, she saw her son looking at Ling Feng on the bed with concern.

"Son, how are you?" Zhou Hui was overjoyed to see his son healthy and healthy. The Taoist Wuming and Ling Feng fell down at the same time yesterday. Even though he was worried about his son, he didn't care to take care of him. He just knew that his son was safe and sound. Well, she put all her heart into this little benefactor who saved her son.

"Mom, what's wrong with Ling Feng?" Shen Mu looked at the pale Ling Feng worriedly, he held Ling Feng's hand, "Is it because something went wrong saving me?"

"Well." Zhou Hui stroked his son's head lovingly: "It was he and his master Wuming Laodao who saved you. Because of too much consumption, they fell asleep like this. You can't forget their kindness in the future. If they have something Difficulties, you have to do your best to save each other, you know?" Zhou Hui never refused to tell him these things because her son was still young, on the contrary, she wanted to explain things to her son, asking him to understand the truth and remember the kindness.

Even if the Shen family dies, there will be no offspring who are ungrateful, betray the country, and go against the will of the people.

Shen Mu promised: "I will, I promise!"

He looked at the sleeping Ling Feng, stretched out his hand to stroke his head, looked at his mother's slightly tired face, and said, "Mom, let me take care of Ling Feng, you go to rest first." After a pause, he said: "I also want to take care of my brother."

"Can you do it alone?" Zhou Hui was worried, but seeing her son's firm appearance, she thought about it, and she did what she should do anyway, and her son only needed to wait for Ling Feng to wake up, so she nodded , Said: "That's fine, the kitchen will bring chicken soup later, it is boiled with ginseng and goji berries, etc. If Xiaofeng wakes up, you can feed it to your younger brother, and if you don't wake up, let them drink it." Heat up the chicken soup, and let them bring it when you wake up, do you understand?"

After getting his son's nod, Zhou Hui smiled and left with the basin in hand.

Seeing his mother gone, Shen Mu lay on the bedside and looked at Ling Feng carefully, tucking in the quilt from time to time, feeling indescribable, ups and downs, even sweet.

"Will you stay with me?" Shen Mu didn't know if Ling Feng could hear him, so he asked himself and answered, "Yes, we will always be together, right?" There is such a voice telling myself: Don't let go, this person is yours, and no one can take it away.

When Ling Feng woke up, the sun had already risen high, Shen Mu was sitting on the bedside reading a book, his immature face was calm and quiet that his peers did not have, when Ling Feng moved, he felt extremely sore in his body, and frowned.

"Are you awake?" Shen Mu looked at Ling Feng in surprise, and grabbed his hand, "Are you hungry? I'll ask someone to bring you chicken soup."

"Yeah." Ling Feng was really hungry. Enduring the severe pain, he sat up. Shen Mu put a quilt behind him and asked worriedly, "How do you feel? Is it much better?"

"Well, much better." Ling Feng said.

"Then I'll ask someone to bring you chicken soup." Shen Mu settled Ling Feng, ran out by himself, called someone to the kitchen to bring chicken soup, and then ran back to accompany Ling Feng.

The chicken soup was still hot because it had been simmering all the time. Shen Mu didn't let Ling Feng do anything, and insisted on feeding Ling Feng one spoon at a time.

Ling Feng was naturally unwilling. Although his hands and feet were sore, it was not enough to say that he couldn't even pick up a bowl of chicken soup.

Shen Mu looked at Ling Feng pitifully: "You saved my life, I really don't know how to repay you, let me feed you chicken soup, okay?!"

If Ling Feng didn't compromise, Shen Mu pretended to be pitiful. In the end, Ling Feng couldn't resist Shen Mu's pitiful offensive, so he had to agree.

Shen Mu immediately started to feed the soup happily, one was fed with a dark face and expressionless face, and the other was fed with a smile, contented and serious.

Zhou Hui came over to check on Ling Feng, and saw this loving scene before he entered the door. He was pleased with his son's understanding, and went out of the room with a smile.

The old man talked with Mr. Shen and Shen Xiaoyan in the room.

"Do you really want to leave in such a hurry?" Shen Xiaoyan was extremely reluctant to part with Mr. Shen, "Master Ling didn't recuperate well, why did you leave in such a hurry?"

"There is a reason for this." The old man stroked his beard, "Shen Mu's body has just been adjusted, and our master and apprentice hang a talisman on him, which can temporarily suppress his fate. Although It seems to be fine now, but the feng shui of this capital is incompatible with Shen Mu's current situation, one is extremely strong and the other is extremely weak. If he stays for a few more days, Shen Mu's suppressed fate will be destroyed again, so he must leave as soon as possible. "

"Then..." Shen Xiaoyan lowered his head and thought for a while, gritted his teeth: "Then I'll go and prepare Xiao Mu's luggage right now, and the Taoist priest can leave when he says so."

"The third one is right, but I'm going to trouble the Taoist priest again!" Shen Aiguo sighed, and looked at the unknown old Taoist gratefully.

"Okay, don't act like a bitch!" The old man looked at Shen Aiguo contemptuously, "Also, don't say that your grandson will really spend ten years with me, or never come back for the rest of his life. Wear a face!"

"What do you mean?" Shen Xiaoyan and Shen Aiguo asked quickly.

"Stay with me for three or four years at most. After his fate is settled, you can let him go home. As for the past few years, if you want to come and see, I won't stop you, but don't come. You are too diligent, you can come to HJ province twice a year before you turn 20 after returning to the capital, hum, I really want this old man to take care of you guys for the rest of your life!" The old man continued to despise you, blowing his beard.

Grandpa Shen and his son Shen Xiaoyan finally let go of half of their hearts.

Shen Xiaoyan returned to the room and was silent for a while, Zhou Hui came in, looked at her silent husband, wondering: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Shen Xiaoyan looked up at his wife and sighed: "We have to pack Xiao Mu's luggage as soon as possible. It is estimated that Xiao Mu will leave with him in the next two days."

"Why so suddenly?!" Zhou Hui paused for a moment before asking slowly. Since the birth of her son, she has never left her for a step. Although she has made a lot of psychological preparations, she still feels distressed. Sitting on the head of the bed, silence hovered in the room.

"Don't worry, the Taoist priest said, it's only three or four years of hard work. It's more important to grow up healthy and healthy than your son lying sick in bed, isn't it?" Shen Xiaoyan patted his wife on the shoulder.

"I know, I'm just reluctant, don't worry, I'm fine!" Zhou Hui forced a smile, "As long as the child is healthy, I can't bear it!"

Zhou Hui stood up and said in a low voice, "I'll go and pack Xiao Mu's things first."

Holding back her tears, Zhou Hui went to Shen Mu's room, but her son was not there. She knew that his son must have gone to Ling Feng's room again.She wiped the tears off her face, and began to arrange his clothes one by one, ranging from the big coat and pillow to the small underwear, shoes and socks.

Mother hands line, wandering clothing.

When Shen Mu went back to the room to get his pajamas, he saw his mother was packing his clothes. As soon as he guessed smartly, he knew that he was going to leave with Wuming Daoist and Ling Feng.

Shen Mu looked at his mother silently, walked up to her, hugged her, and didn't speak.

"Xiao Mu, are you back? How is Xiaofeng? Why don't you stay with me?" Zhou Hui turned around, hugged her son with a smile, and asked softly.

"Mom, I will miss you." Shen Mu comforted his mother softly.Since he was born, he has dragged his mother down like this. He knows how much his leaving will make his mother worry about her, but only a temporary parting can exchange for a long-term company, isn't it?

He believes that he will return with a healthy body and light up his mother's smiling face with glory.