Shen Ji had a look of confusion on his face, and I smiled lightly and continued: "Don't be confused, I haven't finished speaking yet."
Her doubts suddenly turned into realization, followed closely by desire.
I let out a heavy breath and organized my thoughts. I raised my hand and pointed at the mountain between the two banks of the Red River, changing its flow direction, and said: "The curved water in front of the Quchi point is dignified. It is suitable for everyone to enjoy it. Looking at the curved water In the vertical direction, this song is called Shui Chaotang, entwining the green dragon, surrounding Yuan Wu, hugging the front, back, left and right, arching the earth. The poem says: If you are a noble official, it is mostly because the water surrounds the green dragon, and you will be blessed for a long time. It must be the water entwining Yuan Wu. , and also go to Shuichaotang."
After a pause, I squinted my eyes slightly and said: "This is the method of xiangshui, the explanation of Feng Shui here, and this Mercury Quchi point is just right in width and narrowness. This kind of momentum will mainly make the number one scholar, Zaifu, come from this place. Wen Han, the three directions of the dynasty are full, and the residents here will have hundreds of thousands of descendants, and they will be rich and prosperous for a long time. This is a place with excellent Feng Shui."
Sighing softly, I said: "If it weren't for the excellent Feng Shui, Mr. Yin and Yang like Jiang Pan wouldn't be able to come out. Of course, Jiang Pan must have changed the Feng Shui here. I saw some sand and water moved. The traces of it make the Feng Shui bureau here appear more stable."
Shen Ji lowered his head and thought, as if he was recalling what I said.
At this moment, the sound of the engine stalling was heard from behind.
I looked back and saw that Feng Jun was driving over.
I should be surveying the water here. It took a long time. Feng Jun was afraid that other problems would occur. After all, there was Jiang Pan's body in the car.
The next moment, the car door opened and Feng Jun got out of the car, but there was a slight panic in his eyes.
"Mr. Luo, there's a problem..." Not only his eyes, but Feng Jun's voice was trembling.
"What happened?" Shen Ji asked with a frown.
I quickly got off the pier and walked towards the car.
Feng Jun was stunned and didn't say a word, but he opened the trunk for me.
The SUV itself was not small. Jiang Pan's body, which had been lying upside down, actually stood up, with most of the straw mats wrapped on it falling off. The body was as shriveled as skin and bones, facing the direction of the Red River.
He didn't know why he opened his eyes. There was a bit of scarlet in his dry eyeballs, as if he was about to shed tears of blood.
"I was looking for it, fearing that there would be thieves or something, and I would see that our car was from out of town... so I hurried back to drive, but I didn't expect that as soon as I got in the car, I heard a bang, and the body stood up..." It was only then that Feng Jun stammered and spoke.
Shen Ji also came to the side. She thought for a long time before asking, "What is he looking at?"
I was silent for a moment, but feeling a sense of sadness in my heart, I replied: "We overlooked one thing."
"Feng Bao said that from the information he got, Jiang Pan stayed by the Red River all day long because his daughter jumped into the Red River. I guess there are two possibilities. One is that he returned to his hometown and came to the Red River with sadness, which made him feel sad. He picked up the body, and another possibility is that his daughter is still in the water."
"This..." Shen Ji's expression changed slightly.
"If it's still in the water, there should be some trouble." I took a deep breath and my tone became much more solemn.
When I turned to look at the Red River again, I felt even more complicated.
"Decades have passed, can you really still be here?" Shen Ji asked unnaturally: "If there is trouble, what kind of trouble is it?"
I replied: "At that time, the Qi family got Jiang Pan's body, but they only took Yang Gongpan from his waist. I promised to do things for him, and he let go of his hands on his chest. Otherwise, he would not let go. Yes, if I force it to do it, it should turn into evil spirits. As for what Mr. Yin Yang will turn into when he turns evil spirits into something, I don’t know, and I don’t want to know.”
"The current situation is that of Xiwangjiang. If he is unwilling to leave, then we cannot take him away unless his obsession is resolved."
"Did Feng Bao get any information? Feng Jun, give him a call. We'll get in the car. You can try driving into the city first."
I spoke directly to Feng Jun without stopping. At the same time, I opened the door and got in the car, and motioned for Shen Ji to get in the car.
Feng Jun got into the car and started the accelerator, while taking out his mobile phone and calling Feng Bao.
The sound of the engine igniting several times was followed by the sound of stalling. Feng Jun sweated even more on his forehead. He muttered: "What the hell...can't light the fire..."
"Feng Bao didn't answer the phone either..."
At this moment, an extremely cold feeling suddenly came over my body. This coldness made me shiver.
I quickly followed the source of the coldness and took out Yang Gongpan.
At this time, Yang Gongpan was as cold as ice that had been frozen for decades. When I touched it, my hands almost became stiff, and I also felt a strong palpitation in my heart.
Because the hands of Yang Gongpan were messed up, and eight kinds of needles appeared at the same time that were constantly changing.
Floating needle, counter needle, rotating needle, sinking needle, center line...
There was even a sense of emptiness coming from behind, and this emptiness was filled with deathly silence.
I turned around suddenly, and at a glance, Jiang Pan's body, which had been standing upright in the trunk, had disappeared!
My expression changed drastically. How could this body disappear out of thin air?
At this moment, there was a soft buzzing sound, and Yang Gongpan's pointer pointed straight in one direction.
I suddenly pushed my hand and opened the car door.
Stepping out of the car, I followed the pointer and looked ahead. To my surprise, under the dazzling sunlight, I saw a skinny figure, wearing a gray monk's robe, standing in the old building. On top of the old pier.
The figure was as dark as ink, lonely and desolate, like a silhouette in the sun.
The river breeze, which had seemed almost nonexistent, suddenly became violent and blew the Tang suit on me loudly.
The Taoist robes on the figure by the river were also fluttering in the wind.
The sadness ran through the bottom of my heart, and the feeling of depression almost made my heart burst.
I clutched my heart tightly, breathing heavily, my eyes widened, and I curled up.
Suddenly I felt that I couldn't catch Yang Gongpan anymore. With a bang, it fell heavily to the ground...
My legs felt weak for a while, and I was about to slump down. Suddenly someone helped me on my shoulders, and Feng Jun's panicked voice woke me up.
"Mr. Luo...are you okay? Are you feeling sick about your heart?"
The moment his voice entered his ears, the wind around him suddenly seemed to disappear.
My forehead was dripping with sweat, and I stared blankly at Yang Gongpan on the ground. At this moment, the pointer on it had returned to normal and was motionless.
Looking ahead, there is no one on the old pier...
I stumbled to the trunk and pulled it open.
Jiang Pan's body was still in the trunk, but it was already lying flat at this time.
His hands were strangely intertwined on his chest, resembling the way they looked when I first saw him.
