In the final analysis, although the fixed compass is strong, it is not complete.
A complete fixed compass should have a round disk and a square disk.
The round disk is also called the sky disk, and the square disk is also called the ground.
There is a cross in the center of the land, the center is concave, and the sky plate is embedded into it. Not only can it be changed
It is easy to stabilize and balance, and the sky and earth plates cooperate with each other. The sky plate can rotate from the earth plate and calibrate its orientation by itself!
The pointers in the sky disk are more accurate.
I looked at the compass in my hand carefully again and turned it over. There was a series of small characters engraved on the back.
"Forged by Yang Gong, it was made into a plate in the 24th year of Daoguang. It was presented to Jiang Pan and named Yang Gongpan." After some thought, I realized that this Yang Gongpan can be regarded as an antique. It has a history of at least more than 180 years. .
"Where's the body? Let me see it." I still remember clearly what Qi Lanxin said. It was the body dug up by the Qi family when they were mining, and they found this compass.
Qi Lanxin nodded slightly and said: "It's not convenient to bring out the body. Mr. Luo will waste some time and follow me to the Qi family's current residence."
"OK."
Following Qi Lanxin, I got in the car again. When I went to the Qi family's residence, I basically kept looking at Yang Gongpan. I found that the thirty-two-layer Feng Shui disk on it was indeed almost the same as the Ding Compass. There should be many Feng Shui disks. , even the materials are no different, the textures are very similar.
This made me think, could it be said that the builders are the same person? In other words, the teacher comes from the same lineage?
The craftsman who can create such a compass is definitely an expert, and there are not many such people.
However, this probability is too small.
What makes me even more curious is who is the Feng Shui master who owns Yang Gongpan.
Not long after, the car stopped outside a villa.
After getting off the car, I followed Qi Lanxin and walked in. There were indeed not many Qi family members, and I barely saw a few of them.
Qi Lanxin explained to me in a low voice that basically everyone in the family was working in various mines or other important businesses, and even the elders had to come out to help. At this time, the most people in the villa were servants.
In the hall on the first floor, there is a coffin.
"Since the deceased is the most important, I still ordered people to put that Feng Shui master into this thin coffin." Qi Lanxin said softly.
I nodded and said Qi Lanxin did a good job.
Qi Lanxin's face was obviously more joyful. She raised her hand, and several servants stepped forward and opened the coffin at her signal.
I got close to the coffin, lowered my head and looked inside. There was a mummified corpse lying at the bottom of the coffin. He was wearing a gray robe that was neither a Tang suit nor a Taoist robe. His hands were crossed in front of his chest in the shape of a cross.
His eyes were closed and his lips were pursed. Even if he became a mummy, you could tell that he didn't seem to be in pain before he died.
"There should be something on him. We tried it, but he was holding his hands too tightly and couldn't open it. If we force it open, it might break his arm, so we didn't dare to touch it again. The compass was hanging on his waist. Yes." Qi Lanxin explained in a low voice.
"Jiang Pan." I muttered two words.
"Ah?" Qi Lanxin was obviously confused.
I didn’t explain much to Qi Lanxin. I watched the corpse carefully and continued to whisper: "Feng shui is also a vein of yin and yang. We have the same origin. Today I have the fate to take your Yang Gongpan. I will not take it for nothing. If it were you I have any items belonging to Mr. Yin Yang that I want to borrow, and I will return them as soon as possible. If I can know where your hometown is, I will send you back to your roots."
Whether it’s simply Feng Shui or Yin and Yang, the last thing in the world is the underlying cause and effect.
Qi Lanxin got Yang Gongpan and his body, and they fell into my hands. I took these things and became tainted with the cause.
He died in a foreign land. If I have the opportunity to send him back to his roots, this would be the best reward.
As soon as I finished speaking, suddenly, the arm of the corpse in the coffin suddenly fell down...
Qi Lanxin was dumbfounded. She stared blankly for several seconds, then raised her head to look at me.
"Mr. Luo, you are really amazing..." Qi Lanxin said with a wry smile: "We have indeed tried many methods, but we can't get it open. This arm actually lowers itself."
I sighed softly and said: "Although the lamp goes out after death, the soul is not dispersed after death. Guests die as ghosts in foreign lands, and souls die in the water. There is a saying that fallen leaves return to their roots. This is no joke."
Qi Lanxin's expression was blank, she was thoughtful.
I helped Jiang Pan's body sit up. There was indeed something on him.
The bulging chest clearly contained a package. I took it out and found it was a nicely folded cloth package.
There are some brown words on the surface of the cloth bag, which are slightly blurred, as if soaked in.
"My name is Jiang Pan. I inherit the art of Tianyuan Xiangshu. My hometown is in the southwest of Guizhou Province. I heard that there was a strange corpse coming here. I never expected that I would be trapped in the natural tomb passage and it would be difficult to escape. If anyone traveling with me comes here and encounters my corpse, I beg him to send his body back to his hometown and give Yang Gongpan and money as a thank you gift."
These words were written neatly, but I didn’t expect that he was thinking the same thing as me.
What I wanted was to take his things and send him back to his roots. What he wanted was to return to his hometown in exchange for things.
This has become a destined cause and effect. If I just take the things without giving them to him, there will definitely be retribution!
Now that he has this suicide note, his things are just his reward and there is no need to return them.
However, Yang Gongpan is already in my hands, so what is the money line?
I walked to the table next to me, laid the cloth bag flat on the table, and opened it. There were a pair of copper coins, a tortoise shell, and a parchment in it.
I couldn't help but take a breath, and my heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
I took out another small cloth bag from my clothes. After opening it, wasn't it also a pair of copper coins? Only there is no tortoise shell...
My heart was pounding. I picked up the parchment and opened it to read the contents. My heart almost jumped into my throat...
Turning my head to look at Jiang Pan's corpse sitting in the coffin next to me, I let out a long sigh.
He is no ordinary Feng Shui master, he is also a Yin Yang master.
After reading his stuff, I realized that Li Yinyang’s wife, my grandma, the yang technique she knew in yin and yang arts, was the Money Yao!
Li Yinyang did not completely teach them the Yin and Yang technique, probably only part of it.
The rest is supplemented by other Yin-Yang techniques, or maybe he taught them all the Earth Phase Kanyu, but still let them learn other Yin-Yang techniques to supplement themselves.
Copper coins and tortoise shells tell fortunes, which is Jiang Pan's money line.
I am familiar with hexagrams, so this parchment is easier to understand.
However, I did not plan to learn it, because the golden abacus divination technique was already available in Dixiang Kanyu, which was enough for me to use.
