Zhou Chuanlin immediately ordered to dock!
Our boat entered the mouth of the Sanyang Water and followed the edge of the mountain in the middle upstream.
At this moment, you can better see the difference between the Jiangxin Island formed by this mountain and the Jiangxin Island formed by other sand and stones.
The edges here are almost all steep rock walls, washed extremely smooth by the water.
It took us quite some time to find a position where we could barely get ashore in the middle of the foothills.
The boat was anchored and did not dare to lean against the edge of the mountain, for fear that when the wind and waves came, the hull of the boat would be squeezed directly against the mountain wall, destroying the entire boat.
First a few boatmen came ashore, and then another boatman passed wooden planks down from the boat to build a simple wooden plank bridge.
Afterwards, the servants of the Zhou family carefully carried the coffin over.
During this period, Zhou Chuanshi and Zhou Chuanlin didn't dare to take a breath and looked behind nervously.
After the coffin landed safely, the two of them looked happy and made respectful gestures to signal me to come ashore too.
I walked directly at the front, always looking down at the compass, analyzing its direction and leading the way.
Liu Huayan has been following me.
It was already past noon, and by three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the sunlight had weakened a lot.
It took about half an hour or so, and we finally reached the mountainside here.
An open turf field with flat ground and no stones. Behind the turf field is a raised rock wall.
I paused here and motioned for the others not to follow.
Then I went onto the turf myself and watched the changes in the compass needle more carefully.
The green turf beneath your feet made a constant sizzling sound as you stepped on it.
The mountain breeze blows, but it gives people a gentle warmth.
The pointer of the fixed compass gradually floats up, forming a counter needle!
Among the eight strange needle techniques, this is also called floating needle, which means the god of blessing and protector of the law.
I kept walking back and forth on the turf until I reached the most prominent spot on the needle.
In this place, the warm wind is also heavier!
I used my toes to spin out a small nest and said in a deep voice: "Just dig a grave here. Dig three meters deep and you can bury the coffin!"
After saying that, I stepped back and got out of the way.
Zhou Chuanlin gave an order, and the servants of the Zhou family placed the coffin and started digging the grave!
Time passed bit by bit.
After the grave was dug, the coffin burial began, and finally the tomb was built.
The sky alternates with twilight, and when the setting sun in the sky is like blood, a new grave appears in the open space.
Zhou Chuanlin and Zhou Chuanshi knelt down devoutly in front of the grave.
Liu Huayan had been looking around, and she suddenly said: "The warm wind has decreased a lot. Is it dark, or is it because of this tomb?"
I was surprised that Liu Huayan could discover this detail. He paused for a moment before explaining: "This warm wind is the vitality. The yin and yang of the husband are the energy of life. When it rises, it becomes wind, when it rises, it becomes clouds, and when it falls, it becomes rain." When it travels to the earth, it becomes angry."
"When the deceased enters the acupuncture point, his body's yang energy has dissipated, leaving only the body of yin energy. Yin and yang alternate, and the energy of the acupoint will nourish the body as much as possible and balance the yin and yang."
"Animation will not dissipate. When the corpse has absorbed enough, warm wind will appear on its own, and it will become part of the acupuncture point itself." I explained carefully.
Liu Huayan nodded thoughtfully. Her complexion seemed to have improved a lot and became much rosier.
"Your Feng Shui skills are very good. I stayed in this place for a long time, and I felt that the breath in my body was much more stable." Liu Huayan praised softly.
I quickly shook my head and said with a wry smile: "Compared to a real gentleman, I'm still far behind. How dare I use the word awesome to describe you?"
Liu Huayan said softly: "You are more humble. If there is an opportunity, I will invite you to be a guest of the Qiang people. My master likes to communicate with people about Feng Shui. You will definitely benefit from it."
Liu Huayan mentioned the words Qiang ancestors more than once, and I had a lot of doubts in my mind. I could probably guess that the Qiang people were where Liu Huayan came from.
Is the First Master their Mr. Yin Yang?
With my thoughts at this point, I also asked, is the master their Mr. Yin Yang?
Liu Huayan shook his head and told me that the previous master only knew Feng Shui, but the previous masters did not know Yin Yang.
I was also enlightened after hearing this.
If the Qiang people themselves have Mr. Yin Yang, then why would Liu Tianniu go to my master Jiang Yihong?
But this also makes me a little confused. They Taoist priests are so powerful, why are there no Mr. Yin Yang?
Although I haven't met many gentlemen in the past two or three months, Hou Qianshu and Mr. Na Yizhi can be regarded as two.
Although Mr. Yin-Yang's skills are difficult to learn, Taoist priests are also of the third-rate. The Qiang people are so large that it is unreasonable to not have Mr. Yin-Yang.
I was about to ask this, but I felt like I was asking too much...
At this time, Zhou Chuanshi and Zhou Chuanlin had completed their worship. They both came to me with glowing faces and thanked me again and again.
Zhou Chuanshi even said sadly that before burying his great ancestor, he always had a throbbing feeling in his heart and felt uneasy, but now that feeling had disappeared.
I nodded and told him that this was also the function of Feng Shui.
As long as they abide by their filial piety, worship on time, and guard their homes with virtue, they will feel it more in the future.
Zhou Chuanshi was full of ambition and nodded solemnly to reassure me.
Zhou Chuanlin asked me carefully and prudently, since this Feng Shui exists and Mr. Yi Zhi does not dare to touch the Zhou family rashly, is it okay not to take the initiative to find Mr. Yi Zhi?
Zhou Chuanshi also nodded heavily and said: "That's right, if that's the case, Mr. Li really doesn't need to take risks... Besides, my Zhou family has been standing in the provincial capital of Pingyang for many years. If he really wants to put my Zhou family to death, there is no need to take any risks in the city." Those officials will not just watch."
"Besides, this matter... is also related to the captain in the bureau. He can be..." Zhou Chuanshi's words were obviously much more careful.
Before I could speak, Liu Huayan said softly: "It has something to do with the Zhou family, but it has nothing to do with the Zhou family. Even if he doesn't look for the Zhou family, I will still look for him."
"When the Taoist priests of the Liu family walk outside, they are doing justice for heaven. Yang Yi is not good at learning and harming people, but Yang Changzhou really uses his methods to hurt people's lives. I need to ask Mr. Yi Zhi about this matter. It’s clear.”
"This..." Zhou Chuanshi and Zhou Chuanlin both looked puzzled.
I took a deep breath and asked them to leave it alone.
After Zhou Chuanshi nodded, he ordered everyone to start going down the mountain.
By the time we got back to the boat, it was completely dark.
We made our way back to Hang Ho Pier in the provincial capital of Binh Duong.
It took almost another two hours, and by the time we returned to Zhou's house, it was already close to midnight.
After entering the gate of Zhou's house and walking through the corridor, I immediately saw He Zhi in the main room, lowering his head and reading a book.
The whole day had passed, and He Zhi had obviously rested well, and his energy and energy had been completely restored.
She looked up and saw us, her eyes immediately lit up with joy, she immediately got up and hurried to my side.
She asked me in a clear voice how things were going, was it smooth? Is there anything wrong with the coffin she made?
I briefly talked to He Zhi about what happened today, and also told him that the coffin she made was fine.
He Zhi's expression was obviously more joyful.
At this time, He Zhi suddenly looked much more mysterious. She stood on tiptoes and whispered in my ear: "I know why they said that Lu Coffin knows death. The last page of the coffin technique, please teach me Got this method.”
