Medical mountains and rivers

As the saying goes, old people become smart, things old become strange.

Living things can have such encounters after a hundred years, how many mountains and rivers in the world are more than a hundred or a thousand years?The hills and hills, the rushing water and the tidal flats, no matter whether there is spirituality or wisdom, can breed the light of life.

They are tangible, silent, and occasionally show a little supernatural power, so they are revered as gods.

Time has changed and things have changed. People no longer believe in these external "gods", but instead believe in themselves and cultivate their power.Taoist priests, alchemists, sword immortals, ancient martial arts and even today's geomancy are all at the forefront of history.

Speaking of which, this is also a model of self-reliance and self-improvement.

Song Chengqing was a teacher of the Wu clan, who fell apart due to historical changes, and hid in various places without asking about world affairs. Until the second year of Pingbao in the Cheng Dynasty, a young wanderer from his branch entered the world and went to the world. Menche talked for three days, and then the shamans contacted the surviving shamans to establish family rules together.

Song Chengqing didn't know what this family rule was, only the Wu clan could know it before entering the world.

But his master also said that there is nothing to ponder over this broken rule. It is basically against Feng Shui masters, treating them as mortal enemies, pests, and shit on the road of life-if you don't know, you can't do it.

After a night of thinking, Song Chengqing still couldn't make up his mind. He sat in the Baijiayan Academy with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, and the aborigines—a group of little local dogs stuck out their tongues to reach for the meat in his hands.

Well, do you want to do it or not?With a sad face on his face, he thought sullenly.

The puppies finished eating the meat and were having fun in the yard. When Bai Jiayan opened the door and came in, they were surrounded, and the trousers were all crooked.

"It's been all night, haven't you thought about it yet?" She hung up her straw hat and asked casually.

"I always feel like there's a conspiracy—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Bai Jiayan threw a radish on his body, and the latter raised his brows upside down: "You say I have a conspiracy?"

"No, no!" Song Chengqing hurriedly apologized, "I just think this thing went too well, could it be that they purposely let me become famous all over the world, and then they will kill the donkey after I fall into the trap, or they want to use me to do something... ..."

Those guys are all treacherous and cunning, he, a pure young man, has to guard against them.

Bai Jiayan was a little skeptical at first, but now she is even more certain that this new friend must suffer from persecution paranoia.

No wonder they ran away from Evergreen Garden as if fleeing the scene of the crime, the whole Bai family didn't react.

She washed the basket of fruit and brought it to the stone table, her tone filled with resentment: "Why don't you think about it?"

"Yu Xia's Fengshui has been famous for a long time. For the sake of the so-called luck of the children and grandchildren, who would not be willing to pay several Fengshui masters? What you did before offended a system of interests! If you act like before, you will wait to die on the street .”

"Song Chengqing, you have proud capital, why don't you use it to develop connections and power?"

"You said that you and your brother are not the same way, then prove it to him, who is right and who is wrong!"

Song Chengqing was driven dizzy by this series of words, but in the chaos, he firmly grasped something, which became more and more clear.

Yes, without power, how can his way be realized?

Not long after going down the mountain, he found a beautiful place. At that time, he still had some money in his pocket, and he left after buying sacrifices twice.

Two months later, he found traces suspected to be left by Tian Jin, and followed the clues all the way back to the original small county town, but saw that the mountains were crumbling and the rivers were dying, and he was no longer as agile as before.

As a fledgling, he still couldn't understand what his master said, and he didn't have any prejudice against Feng Shui masters. After careful inquiry, he climbed up the mountain alone and found the most dilapidated part of the mountain range. Only then did he know the reason—a new tomb.

White walls and cloud cover, garlands and colorful trees, are so luxurious that filial sons and grandchildren can enjoy it for a whole year.

It can also make Song Chengqing stunned for a whole day.

The Wu people believe in the natural creatures of heaven and earth, fear their appearance, respect their hearts, and honor their aspirations, and pass on this connection that outsiders cannot understand from generation to generation.

Feng Shui is not.

In the eyes of the Wu people, the vigorous mountains and rivers are like gods, and the Feng Shui circle calls them dragon veins.

In Yuxia, there are quite a few capable feng shui masters, but there are not many who can spend their time making dragon veins for people's luck and popularity to feed back the dragon veins; most of today's feng shui masters put a parasite on the dragon veins for selfish purposes No matter how big it is, the size of the worm will grow, and the so-called good fortune of future generations will only depend on how long this poor dragon vein can be eaten.

Song Chengqing finally understood the meaning of the clan rules.

For the first time, he broke the Fengshui bureau and molded it into an ordinary sleeping cave, and then quietly drained underground mountain springs to various wells, taking advantage of the strong popularity of the county town to supplement the wounds of mountain spirits.

It may take decades, hundreds of years...

No matter what the purpose of Tianzhu is, at least he stands firmly at the top and has the right to speak that he dreamed of.

in case……

There was a wet touch on his hand, Song Chengqing looked down, and saw a dog licking his palm affectionately with its tongue out.

He stretched out his hand to rub a handful of dog's head, wiped his hands full of halazi, and finally made up his mind.

"You're right, I shouldn't have stopped here."

Bai Jiayan smiled.

"But then again, we only met a few times, so it's not normal for you to be so enthusiastic."

Bai Jiayan's smile remained unchanged, and Song Chengqing's doubts were dispelled in a few words, "I am a businessman, I like to make a profit without losing money, and I believe in my own vision. More importantly——"

"What is it?" Song Chengqing was wary.

"Send charcoal in the snow for you, and make a lot of money for me. Is there anything more beautiful than here?"

Song Chengqing had to admit that at this moment, Bai Jiayan really looked like a daughter of a family, and his words were completely confident in controlling people's hearts.

He fell back on the recliner in frustration, and said, "You succeeded in persuading me."

"We just chose the right path together." Bai Jiayan smiled more and more cunningly.

hum.

vixen.

Song Chengqing murmured in his heart, then after thinking about it, he felt that he had to declare: "I'm a master who doesn't know anything.

"Hehe, no problem."

The two had their own ghosts, and they went back to the room side by side with each other.

Song Chengqing did what he said, walking the dog and licking the cat every day was so satisfying, and he took the new mobile phone that Bai Jiayan gave him to fiddle around with him when he had nothing to do, and it didn't take long for Bai Jiayan to slap the table in anger, with such force that the dog who was taking a nap Zi Ao wailed, and Song Chengqing managed to choke on it.

"Cough cough!"

Ignoring the pity for the innocent broken cup, he coughed so hard that his throat was piercing.

"Should!"

Under Bai Jiayan's schadenfreude gaze, Song Chengqing pinched his splashed collar and went back to the room helplessly.

After changing his clothes, his face was already serious.

Just now... what was it?