In the end, Zhang Qionian didn't know how much he drank. Anyway, he knew that he had been drinking. He couldn't remember how many times he went out to vomit.
Anyway, it was within this cheerful range that he felt very happy. The people here did not make him feel at all restrained, they were all so hospitable.
These Mongolian people are also very down-to-earth. They will not feel anything wrong because you vomited when you went out. Instead, they will feel that you treat them as friends.
When he woke up it was already the afternoon of the next day.
Although this kumiss has a strong stamina, it does not cause headaches. Even after a hangover, you will only feel dizzy but not have a headache.
Zhang Qiongian sat up from the kang and staggered to the yard. The yard was no longer as lively as before, and You Ziming didn't know what he was doing.
Feeling his growling stomach, he wanted to find a supermarket to buy some food.
After turning two corners, I finally saw a small supermarket with the words "Small Shop" written on the window.
It's not accurate to say it's a supermarket, because this supermarket is too small, only about 20 square meters in size. Fortunately, the items inside are quite comprehensive.
He left after buying two loaves of bread, but as soon as he walked out of the supermarket, he saw a man dressed in black standing on the opposite side of the supermarket, looking at the location of the supermarket with hatred in his eyes.
Only then did Zhang Qiaonian remember that although his court had been sealed, his yin and yang eyes, Master Hu San, had not been taken back.
Looking at the resentment and resentful look in the man's eyes, Zhang Qionian's intuition told him that this ghost must have some grudge against the people in this supermarket, but there was something in this supermarket that made the ghost dare not approach, otherwise the ghost's resentment would be enough. This supermarket can't be so quiet.
It's just that he has a lot of money now, and he can't guarantee whether he can beat him if he takes action rashly.
For safety reasons, he could only pretend not to see it and go back with the bread.
"Oh, I woke up very early."
As soon as Zhang Qionian entered the yard, he saw You Ziming rummaging through the barn in the yard.
"Brother You, what are you looking for?"
You Ziming said, "Zha Hemu from the neighboring village died. I went to help with the funeral. I forgot to bring the compass. I remember I put it here."
Zhang Qionian pointed to the door frame and said, "Isn't this it?"
You Ziming took a look, patted his forehead and said, "Look at my brain. I hung it on the door before I left. By the way, I think you haven't eaten the bread you brought, right?"
Zhang Qionian nodded, "I just woke up, and seeing that you weren't at home, I wanted to make do with bread."
You Ziming said, "Then you come with me. Anyway, I will take you to inspect the Feng Shui method directly, so that the impression will be more profound. I saw you just drinking and not eating anything like that yesterday, so I just want to take you to have a good meal." A meal.”
Zhang Qionian followed without refusing.
The victim's family arranged for a driver to drive You Ziming back, so they could go back in that car.
After arriving at the victim's house, Zhang Qiaonian took a look at the memorial shed. It didn't matter. Cold sweat broke out on his back. It couldn't be such a coincidence, could it?
The person in the portrait was the ghost he saw in front of the supermarket before.
Zhang Qionian hurriedly told You Ziming about this matter.
"you sure?"
You Ziming was still a little unsure after hearing what he said.
Zhang Qionian said, "I guarantee they are the same person. This person is tall and slender, and his shroud is a dark green Mongolian costume."
Hearing what he said, You Ziming also believed it, because the people over there kept the coffin lid closed, and Zhang Taonian had just arrived, so it was impossible for him to see what clothes that person was wearing.
You Ziming said, "According to what you said, Zha Hemu's death is likely to have something to do with the people in the supermarket. Otherwise, the resentment cannot be so strong, but Zha Hemu's parents said that he accidentally fell off the horse while letting it go." After he came down, he was trampled by a horse and his ribs were broken. He died if he could not be rescued in time. Forget it, we are neither detectives nor police, so just bury the victim. The police are responsible for these matters, so we don’t have to worry about them."
Although that's what he said, the worry in his eyes couldn't deceive anyone.
Zhang Qionian also felt that this was inappropriate, but due to his current position and lack of protection from the Immortal Family, there was nothing he could do.
You Ziming said, "Don't think about it for now. I'll take you to help the deceased choose a cemetery. We'll talk about the rest later."
You Ziming took him to a field of corn, pointed to the open space in front of him and said, "This is the land of the victim's family. What we have to do is to choose a tomb location with relatively good feng shui. You follow the method taught by the old immortal before." Let’s see where is the best location on this piece of land.”
Zhang Qiaonian frowned and recalled some of the Feng Shui knowledge that the Xian family had told him before. Combined with the surrounding environment, Zhang Qiaonian looked at it for a long time but couldn't see the result.
Because here are the crop fields around the village.
The so-called Feng Shui actually means that the air flow and water flow combine with the landform to choose a suitable place for the deceased to be buried.
But there are no obvious mountains or rivers here, so choosing a suitable cemetery by looking at it with the naked eye can be as difficult as heaven.
Zhang Qiaonian asked, "Brother You, there is no reference here. Can you tell me the birth date of the deceased? I want to calculate it based on the birth date."
After You Ziming finished what Zha Hemu said, he stopped talking and just watched Zhang Qionian quietly calculating. Although there was no expression on his face, there was already a turmoil in his heart.
"As expected of the person chosen by the Immortal Family. He also knows how to calculate the birth date of the deceased. If this kid is determining acupuncture points for the first time, then his qualifications are much better than mine. Bah bah bah ~ I have the qualifications No. 1 in the world."
This is You Ziming, a narcissistic and coquettish old man.
Of course Zhang Qionian didn't know what You Ziming was thinking. All his energy was now focused on fixing the tomb.
The name of the deceased was Zhahemu. Although he did not understand what it meant in Mongolian, judging from the transliterated Chinese characters, the attribute of the name was wood. The eight characters and five elements of Zhahemu belong to gold.
Jin Kemu, it is reasonable to die young and early.
But if you want to find a suitable tomb for this kind of fate, you can only complete the five elements. The tomb head is earth, the tombstone faces south, and the south belongs to fire. But this water is not easy to handle. Because there is no water at all here, even if villagers usually need to water the ground for farming, this water is not running water and will seep into the ground in a short time.
After thinking about it for a long time, I still had no clue.
You Ziming saw Zhang Qionian chanting "water, water" from the sidelines, and instantly understood what he was thinking.
"You don't have to see the water. Sometimes there is water in invisible places."
Zhang Qionian clapped his hands when he heard this and said, "Yes, even if there is no water on the ground, there is a water source underground. If you find the water source, everything will be solved."
You Ziming said, "It's easy to say. Do you know there is an underground river there? Can you find it?"
"I can't find you, right?"
You Ziming laughed and scolded, "You kid, you still want to learn how to look at underground water sources?"
Zhang Qionian said, "If you want to teach me, then you want to learn."
You Ziming said, "Then you have to remember it, I will only tell you once."
After that, he took Zhang Qionian to a well house used for watering the fields in the countryside.
"Look, this is the eye of the groundwater. Is it possible that we don't want to bury him here?"
Zhang Qiaonian shook his head and said, "It would be a big deal if he was buried here. The deceased was a person who died early, and he would not be able to enjoy it if he occupied a water eye. Just find the place where the water veins of the land pass through, and then place the grave Just by the water vein.”
After hearing this, You Ziming couldn't help but clapped his hands, "That's right, but one point I want to correct you is that the Yin House is the same as the Yang House. Not only the orientation, but also where the first strike is made, the time of the strike, and the time of burial are all determined. Whether the deceased can rest in peace, we must take these points into consideration when encountering such incidents in the future."
Zhang Qionian really had never thought about what he said before, but now he said it. Zhang Qionian silently kept all this in mind.
After calculation by You Ziming's compass, the location of the tomb was finally determined. After marking the location of the tomb with a piece of white cloth, the two went back.
After dinner, You Ziming told the victim that the burial time would be nine o'clock tomorrow morning, as long as the grave was dug before nine o'clock. He also asked the victim to find a big rooster. The bigger the better, and the comb must be red. It will be used tomorrow morning.
There is basically nothing going on at night. Except for a few of Zhahemu's former friends who helped him keep vigil, the others went to find a place to sleep. After all, they had to dig a grave early tomorrow morning.
Since Zhang Qiongnian and You Ziming are Mr. Yin and Yang, they were assigned to the same room.
Youzi went to bed early tomorrow morning, but Zhang Qionian did not feel sleepy at all. He lay on the kang and kept thinking about some of the knowledge that Hu Tianming taught him before.
Suddenly he thought that Hu Tianming had finally asked him to meditate more when he had time, so that he could integrate the knowledge in his mind. So Zhang Qionian sat up and sat cross-legged in the same posture as the old immortals he had seen meditating in his dream.
He placed his hands naturally on his knees, squinted his eyes slightly, and slowed down his breathing rate. After a while, he seemed to have entered a strange space. This space seemed to be pitch black, but there seemed to be countless colors hidden in the darkness, and The air here is very pure, and you can feel the relaxation all over you when you take a deep breath.
And here Zhang Qiongnian felt as if his brain had opened up, and no matter what he was thinking about, he could react much faster than usual.
So he kept thinking about and understanding the knowledge Hu Tianming taught him.
It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like only a moment. Zhang Qionian was woken up by You Ziming's voice.
"Qiao Nian, Qiao Nian."
When Zhang Qiaonian opened his eyes, he saw You Ziming yawning and calling him. At that time, You Ziming's face was only twenty centimeters away from Zhang Qiaonian. Zhang Qiaonian could clearly see two big lumps of eye droppings hanging from his eyes.
Zhang Qionian was startled, "Why are you so close to me?"
You Ziming said, "I want you to get up. We're going to leave soon. Don't tell me that you just sat like this all night?"
Zhang Qionian nodded, "My old immortal asked me to meditate more when I have nothing to do, so that I can better understand the knowledge he taught me."
You Ziming gave a thumbs up and said, "You are so awesome. I don't even think about whether your butt can handle it after sitting like this all night. Aren't your legs numb now?"
"No~"
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Qionian could no longer feel the presence of his lower body.
He straightened his legs with his hands, and felt a warm current running from his waist to the soles of his feet, and then a numb feeling came over him. You Ziming pressed his fingers on his legs, and an indescribable feeling spread throughout his body.
"Don't, don't move, let me slow down."
You Ziming said, "Knead it yourself and hurry up. We will set off immediately."
Zhang Qiaonian endured the strange feeling and rubbed it for more than ten minutes before regaining some consciousness. He could barely get off the ground and followed You Ziming in the car to the funeral parlor.
