Feng Shui Master of Rebirth

Beautiful mountains, outstanding people.

In a small Taoist temple, an old man with a white beard came out yawning. He rubbed his eyes, waved the whisk in his hand, and shouted, "My dear boy, are you ready? We have to go out!"

"Okay, Master!" A ten-year-old boy came out wearing a loose Taoist robe. He frowned and looked at the Taoist robe on his body: "Master, this Taoist robe is a bit big, and it's a bit in the way."

"Haha, good boy, isn't it because we are poor? If we accept an order today, we will be rich?" The old Taoist was not embarrassed at all, and waved at his apprentice regardless of how many patches he had on his Taoist robe: "Okay, good boy, hurry up, if you don't go, it will be too late!"

"Okay!" the boy sighed and followed suit.

The road on the mountain is rugged, but the boy and the old man walked compactly, without any effort, as if they were walking on flat ground, walking like flying.

"My good boy, did you remember the formula I asked you to recite yesterday?" the old man asked as he walked.

"Remember!" The boy's complexion was fair, his eyebrows were delicate, his lips were slightly pursed, and he looked extremely handsome.

"That's good!" The old Taoist was very happy. This good boy is worthy of the prosperity of the Taoist school. His understanding of Taoism is really outstanding. If he hadn't surpassed this child in terms of experience, he would be really bad. Be his master!

People say that the disciples of the church will starve the master. Facing the inheritance of Taoism, the old Taoist is eager to impart all the knowledge he has learned all his life. How can he be unhappy? !The more outstanding the apprentice is, the more face he will give the master!The old Taoist stroked his beard and walked more and more briskly.

The boy looked at the old Taoist's triumphant look, and shook his head secretly, but his heart was warm.

Ever since he was adopted by his master, he has been treated like jewels and treasures. Although the master is sometimes unreliable, he is indeed a kind old man. It has always been protected.

Ten years have passed, the boy watched the smoke rising from the mountains, it was so good to live again!

It turns out that the boy is Ling Feng.

Ten years ago, he was adopted by his master Wuming Laodao as a closed-door disciple, and he learned the unique knowledge of Mai Yi. Although the reform and opening up, he is still a bit taboo about Fengshui fortune-telling, but it is much better than ten years ago, so the master-apprentice two Talents are able to ostentatiously wear Taoist robes so brightly.

"The Taoist priest is here, everyone hurry up and give way to the Taoist priest!" A young man shouted when he saw the unknown old Taoist and the little Taoist boy behind him, and directed the villagers to make way.

Wang Desheng is a thoughtful person. He used to be a contractor. Since it was difficult to get money for government projects, he quit. He heard that fish farming can make money, so he contracted a piece of land in Xiawan Village. He dug up the land to make a fish pond, but he didn't expect that the fish pond was not built. Instead, people had accidents one after another, which made his hair gray. Although no one died, they either knocked their legs or smashed them one after another. Head, even a man of iron can't stand such things happening frequently. Seeing that the construction workers are about to go on strike, he has to follow the old man's instructions and find Mr. Yin Yang to take a look.

There are many Mr. Yin and Yang, but the ones he finds are not only useless, but even worse. This makes Wang Desheng very annoyed, so the fellow recommends the unknown old Taoist who lives in the Taoist temple at the top of Xiawan Village.

Although Wang Desheng didn't really believe in the old way, but he was really reluctant to part with this piece of land. After thinking about it, he still obeyed the fellow villagers and tried it first. If it really didn't work, he had no choice but to change hands and give up.

Wang Desheng heard the fellow said that the unknown old man was coming, so he hurried out of the crowd to meet the old man.

"Daoist, you are here, you can save me!" I have to say that the old Taoist priest still has a lot of character when he is silent, with white hair and silver beard, and he looks like an immortal, Wang Desheng put away immediately He looked distrustful, lowered his attitude, and begged.

"Don't be too polite to a benefactor, let me show the old Taoist fish pond." The old Taoist waved his whisk, helped Wang Desheng up, and turned his head to signal his lover: "Ziyang (Lingfeng's Taoist name), why don't you follow?"

Ling Feng quickly followed.

There are many mountains in Xiawan Village, which are endless, and this fish pond was built at the foot of a mountain. Logically speaking, the location of this fish pond is really good. There is a saying in Feng Shui: there are mountains behind, and it is a backing.There are also high mountains in the southwest corner to block the strong wind, which can ensure smooth business.

It's a pity that Ling Feng saw at a glance that Baihu Mountain on his right (the mountain on the right in Feng Shui is usually called Baihu Mountain) is too high, and Baihu Mountain is too high to cause a quarrel.Secondly, the rivers in the northeast direction have water in the northeast, which belong to mountains and forests, soil restricts water, and the career should be hindered.

Baihu Mountain is far away from the Northeast River, and the evil spirit was not serious at first, but it is a pity that Wang Desheng planned to build a fish pond, so he must dig the ground, which caused the evil spirit to sink and concentrate, which made accidents happen frequently.

"Taoist, you have to take a good look!" Wang Desheng was uneasy, watching the old Taoist with a white beard stroke his beard in silence, quite anxious, and couldn't help but speak.

"Oh, benefactor, to be honest, this feng shui is really difficult to change!" The Wuming old man sighed, his brows were furrowed, and he looked embarrassed.

"Master Dao, tell me, how do you change it? As long as you say it, I can do it for you!" Wang Desheng patted his chest and promised.This fish pond was contracted from the village committee by myself, and I really couldn't afford it!

"Oh, this..." The old man was still unmoved, looking embarrassed.

Ling Feng stood aside, seemingly respectful, but in his heart he was almost bursting out laughing at the seasoned 'performance'.To be honest, this feng shui bureau is really a piece of cake for the old Taoist. Every time he sees the master in such a 'difficult' manner, he sighs that "ginger is still spicy".

People in the world don't know much about Feng Shui. In their eyes, Feng Shui is similar to catching ghosts on TV. Not only do you have to prepare incense tables and candles, but you also need to sprinkle rice and recite scriptures. If it is really simple to change, it will not Some people believe it, and they only think in their hearts: It can't be a scam, right? !

So every time the veteran will stage such a show, not only can he get more "remuneration", but also improve trust.

"Daoist, please, please save me, otherwise our family will drink the northwest wind!" Wang Desheng immediately knelt down in a hurry: "As long as you can change this feng shui for me, I will definitely pay to repair your Taoist temple!"

"Well, alas, since the benefactor is so sincere, the old Taoist will encourage you to give it a try!" The old Taoist pulled Wang Desheng up: "Then ask the benefactor to prepare the incense table and incense candles, and wait for the old man to do it!"

"Hey!" Wang Desheng hurriedly wiped away his tears when he heard what the old man wanted to do, and ran to find something in a hurry.

"Disciple, you have to watch carefully for doing this as a teacher!" The unknown old man touched Ling Feng's head, and winked quietly, and Ling Feng rolled his eyes in his heart. This master is really naughty, but On the face, he said respectfully: "Yes, Master!"

There were quite a few villagers watching the excitement, including Ling Feng's classmate, Xia Guoli.Xia Guoli is an active member in the class, he has good academic performance, he has a thick head and a thick head, and he is a righteous person.

Xia Guoli has always known that Ling Feng is a little Taoist priest, but he has never seen him wearing a Taoist robe with his own eyes. It is naturally very novel to see him now. He quietly went around to scare Ling Feng, but it was a tragedy: "Ah! It's me, Ling Feng, I'm Xia Guoli!"

Ling Feng just felt that there was something behind him, so the advantage of learning martial arts for five or six years showed up. He directly grabbed the hand of the person behind him, hit the chest of the person who wanted to attack him with an elbow, and kicked him to the ground. .

Xia Guoli felt very sad. In class, although Ling Feng was a little Taoist priest, he was really good-looking. Although the girls didn't talk to Ling Feng very much, they would look at him with blushing faces from time to time. Enough for the boys in the class to be jealous. Although the students in the class are not very old, the oldest is 14 years old, and the youngest is Ling Feng, ten years old. Although the love is hazy, but the good-looking opposite sex has an instinct attraction.

Therefore, the little Ling Feng has been picked on, but unfortunately, Ling Feng is not soft-boned, and he kicked the school's "overlords" around with a few kicks. This also led to jealousy, but no one dared to find him his trouble.

"Why is it you?" Ling Feng has no embarrassment at all. He has always ignored his title of "little magic stick" in school. He is a person who has lived a lifetime, so he naturally knows that people in the future will love him. The importance of geomantic omen, big stars and rich people can't tell if they don't spend hundreds of millions to see geomantic omen. Therefore, Ling Feng has no psychological burden at all. Besides, since he got the book of heaven, he even thinks Is it true that I was born to carry forward the technique of Fengshui and Bagua?

"Why it's not me, don't forget, this is Xiawan Village!" Xia Guoli rubbed his ribs, and said dissatisfiedly, looking at Ling Feng's delicate face, but he was born calm and sharp, which made him uncomfortable. Dare to make mistakes.

"Tell me, is there really a problem with this feng shui?" Xia Guoli carefully glanced at the unknown old man who was stroking his beard, and asked in a low voice.

"En." Ling Feng responded, looked up and saw Wang Desheng leading a few people carrying the table and holding yellow paper joss sticks in their hands, rushing over, he glanced at Xia Guoli: "I'll go first."

Without waiting for Xia Guoli's reaction, he walked directly to the old Taoist. After Wang Desheng put away all the copywriting, Ling Feng stepped forward to arrange the candles in order, and then waited for the master to do it.

The nameless old man flicked the whisk, muttered in his mouth, he didn't know what he was reciting, and flicked the whisk while chanting.About 10 minutes later, the old Taoist grabbed a handful of millet and sprinkled it directly on the candle, only to see a series of sparks splashed out of the candle, which surprised the villagers.

After sprinkling it four or five times in a row, the old Taoist took a bowl of clear water and sprinkled it with willow juice, while saying: "This water is extraordinary water. A little bit is in the inkstone, and the cloud and rain will come. Sick people swallow it, and all diseases will be cured." , the evil spirits are crushed, hurrying like a law!"

Seeing that the water had been sprinkled, Ling Feng quickly prepared the cinnabar, yellow paper, and cinnabar pen.

The old Taoist stepped on the evil spirits of the sky and the earth, returned to the text, and recited a mantra with a clear brush: "Ju received the five thunder gods, and the electric fire light Huana, one to protect his life, and the other to exorcise ghosts and subdue demons. All life and death will be my eternal life, and the haste is like a law." !" As soon as the words fell, the old Taoist waved his pen in the air, as if he was writing something, and then shouted: "The sky is round and the place is nine chapters, I am writing now, ten thousand ghosts are hiding, hurry like a law!"

Pressing the yellow paper with the left hand, dipping the cinnabar in the right hand, and swiping the brush, a spell is made.

The old man rubbed the sweat from his forehead and waved to Wang Desheng.

After Wang Desheng came over, he handed the talisman paper to him and said, "Pile the mud dug out of the pond on the right side to block the power of the white tiger, and the talisman paper will be placed under the soil. The old master promises you a smooth project!"

"Thank you, Daoist, thank you, Daoist!" Wang Desheng said gratefully, looking at the spell in his hand, and invited: "If you don't mind, please invite Daoist to my house for dinner to show my gratitude!"

The old Taoist raised his eyebrows: "If you don't mind, the old Taoist and his disciples will forgive me!"

Naturally, Ling Feng knew what Wang Desheng was up to, so he wanted to see if it really worked.