Sixty miles away from Shanghai, there is a small town called Gaoqiao Town.
There is a wealthy family named Chen in the town. This year, because the head of the family was newly deceased, his son spent a lot of money to invite two famous Feng Shui masters from Shenshen City to find a place for his deceased father. Burial underground with good feng shui.
Those two Feng Shui masters were a master and apprentice pair.
After wandering around the hills and rivers near Gaoqiao Town for several days, the master and apprentice finally found a Feng Shui place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.
The place was surrounded by mountains, with lush forests, and a jade-like river flowing outside the mountains.
The master pointed to the valley below and said to the son of the rich man named Chen:
"This place is surrounded by mountains and water, and the mountains manage people and water manage wealth. In addition, there are lush forests and abundant earth, wood, and water Qi. It is an excellent land for Feng Shui."
"Whale swallows whale, as the name suggests, wealth flows into my mouth like water, and it is endless, and my descendants will enjoy it endlessly!"
"It would be great if your father could be buried here."
The son of the rich man surnamed Chen was naturally overjoyed. With many thanks, he invited the two Feng Shui masters back to his house and prepared to entertain him well.
When leaving, the apprentice pointed to a lonely peak outside the valley, and seemed to be about to speak, but his master gave him a direct response, so the apprentice remained silent.
Although the mountain peak pointed by the apprentice is not high, it is extremely dangerous. The soil on the mountain is as red as blood. It is fine below the top of the mountain, but above the top of the mountain, it is completely bare, with only one Lightning Strike tree. The old pine trees had half-burnt trunks and were lifeless, but they still stood.
On the same day, when they returned to the Chen Mansion, the rich man's son hosted a banquet in honor of the two Feng Shui masters. The guests and hosts enjoyed themselves greatly. The master drank a lot of wine and was helped back to the guest room to rest by his apprentice.
In the guest room, there was a conversation between the master and the apprentice.
"Master, according to what my disciple saw during the day, the red mountain peak outside the valley is directly opposite the mouth of the valley. It has an advantageous location. It overlooks the source of the river and rises in all directions. It looks like it is rising up. There is a faint purple energy appearing in the mountain. The Feng Shui situation seems to be extremely extraordinary, even better than that of a whale swallowing a land. Why doesn't Master show that place to this family?"
"You, after all, what you have learned is still not perfect. The terrain is really good. If someone is buried there, not only can they take advantage of the wealth stored in the whale swallowing land, but their descendants will also have a noble life, and they will prosper. "
"It's just that the evil spirit of that terrain is too strong. Although there is the potential to have both wealth and wealth, those who are lucky will destroy the people around them. Moreover, wealth and wealth in life are stained by the blood of others. It is a It will be a name that will cause all bones to wither.”
"In addition, the place may have had too much evil energy. It was struck by thunder and destroyed a lot of terrain. Although those who are lucky enough to be there may be prominent in the first half of their lives, their later life will be quite miserable."
"And this person named Chen only wants to have continuous wealth. Burying his father on that Chifeng Peak is not necessarily a good thing. Why should we harm him?"
"So it turns out that this is my disciple's ignorance. I would like to thank Master for his teachings."
This conversation between master and disciple ended here.
The disciple also returned to his room to rest.
But at this time, a servant woman entered the master's room, helped the master wash his face and undress, and served him tenderly.
The master also drank a lot of wine in the evening, but he saw that the servant woman was about thirty years old, with a delicate face and a graceful figure, but she was somewhat pretty.
And the master drank too much, and in his confusion and infatuation, he couldn't help but lose his temper, and grabbed the servant woman's hand.
Unexpectedly, the servant girl fell to her knees on the ground, crying and begging the master. She only said that if the master wanted her body, he could, but he just wanted to tell her the specific location of the geomantic treasure they just mentioned.
It turned out that the conversation between master and apprentice just now was overheard by the servant woman who happened to be passing by outside the house.
The master suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and also said that in that Feng Shui place, people who are lucky will have the fate of their loved ones around them.
The servant girl cried and said that her husband had just died a few days ago and had not been buried yet, leaving only one child behind.
She has a four-year-old son. She doesn't want her son to live like a low-level person all his life, struggling to survive. As long as her son can prosper, it doesn't matter even if she kills herself.
The Feng Shui master looked at the woman under the light and cried so much that he was so moved. After all, he couldn't hold back and pulled the woman on...
Afterwards, the master did not break his promise. Perhaps out of compassion for the woman, he took her to the red mountain peak.
She was also told to wrap her husband in black cloth, bury her husband with his head facing south and his feet facing north, under a dead pine. No monument should be erected, and no name should be shown.
In this way, the fortune of this Feng Shui place will be in her son's body ten years from now, which should ensure her son's good fortune in the next forty years.
…
Du Wenqiang's story is finally finished.
This story is not exciting, but full of a tone of despair and sadness.
At this time, the black car had already driven out of Shanghai, onto a bumpy road, and headed into the distance along the bank of the river. Except for the slight sound of mechanical friction, the interior of the car was very quiet.
Du Wenqiang looked at the river outside the car window, but his eyes were sad and confused. He didn't seem to be looking at the scenery, but at a certain period of his own past.
Shu Guan sat quietly and didn't speak.
After a long time, Du Wenqiang turned his head, looked at Shu Guan and said:
"That servant girl is my mother."
Shu Guan had naturally guessed it a long time ago.
When he saw Du Wenqiang for the first time yesterday, he had already discovered that this man was a man of extraordinary destiny. He was shrouded in black and purple aura, and he was destined to fight against the evil spirits.
Because this person's destiny is due to that Feng Shui place.
"I lost my father when I was four, and my mother also died when I was six. Before she died, she told me about that Feng Shui place... Of course, I was still young at the time and didn't really understand it. I didn't really understand my mother's intentions... Later, a distant cousin of mine adopted me. Within two years, my distant cousin's family was all killed in a fire. I happened to be outside that day, but I didn't die. "
"But after that time, I began to somewhat understand what my mother said before she died. Since then, I have been wandering the streets begging for a living by myself. Of course, no relatives in my hometown dared to adopt me anymore. They Everyone also knows that my life is too hard."
"A few more years passed. When I was fourteen, I left Gaoqiao Town and wandered to Shanghai."
"Since then, my life has completely changed."
"After I came to Shencheng, my luck became better and better. First I became a disciple of Mr. Chen Qichang from the Qing Gang, and then I joined the Falan Concession Patrol Bureau and became a spy. From then on, I became unstoppable. soaring."
"It's just that a few people know that my current status, Du Wenqiang, was obtained by my mother sleeping with others. No, it was also obtained by her life."
Du Wenqiang murmured, his face full of self-mockery.
Even ordinary people would never mention such private matters related to their parents to outsiders, let alone a face-loving gangster like Du Wenqiang. But for some reason, he told Shu Guan in the car at this moment. .
Shu Guan was silent for a while, and finally said something.
"Your Majesty is a good mother..."
Then the car was quiet for a while.
"Because of what happened in my childhood, I believe in fate and Feng Shui."
Then Du Wenqiang continued to speak.
"Some people say I'm too superstitious, but if you don't believe me, then didn't my mother sleep with someone else for nothing?"
"Mr. Shu, can you tell me whether your numerology, Feng Shui, and Kanyu are all true?"
This question is a bit difficult for Shu Guan to answer.
In this world, these things are naturally true. If we talk about "materialism", these are the "materialism" of this world.
But it’s hard for you to prove this to an ordinary person.
These things are real unless you let him see the extraordinary power with his own eyes.
So after thinking about it for a while, Shu Guan said calmly.
"Yesterday, I saw what you asked for in the hexagram."
Du Wenqiang's body trembled slightly, as if he understood something, and then he asked another question.
"So, Mr. Shu, does that mean that everyone's fate is destined by God, and no matter how much you do, you can't change your destiny?"
"good."
This time Shu Guan nodded directly and said:
"Fate can actually be changed. For example, your fate is determined by the feng shui of the place where your father is buried. If you change the feng shui there, your fate will naturally be changed!"
"On the other hand, your life is still determined by the feng shui there."
"Destiny may be changed, but destiny is ultimately determined by God."
The last sentence was what Shu Guan saw in the fragment of the One Palm Sutra. The fragment of the One Palm Sutra only recorded the method of judging people and affairs. As for Feng Shui and Qi Luck, the two chapters were missing. And this sentence is also the last sentence in the fragment of the Book of Palms. At this point, the fragment of the volume has come to an end.
"really……"
Shu Guan's explanation made Du Wenqiang's eyes flash with surprise.
"I knew someone had touched that feng shui place!"
Shu Guan looked at him with some confusion.
Then Du Wenqiang explained to him:
"Mr. Shu, you may not know that I have been having bad luck during this period."
"Two months ago, a batch of my goods suddenly caught fire in the warehouse and was burned. It was a batch of the finest silk. I ordered it for a businessman from the United States of America and was preparing to ship it to The day before the Western Continent, the warehouse suddenly and inexplicably caught fire, and all the goods were burned to the ground."
"The value of that batch of silk is extremely high, and because of the delay in delivery, I must pay ten times the compensation to the foreign merchant in accordance with the contract."
"Someone set a fire?"
Shu Guan raised his eyebrows and asked.
"I checked for a long time, but I didn't find any sign of arson. It just caught fire inexplicably."
Du Wenqiang frowned and said:
"If it were just this one incident, although the loss would be huge, I could still afford to pay for it. But since then, all the bad things happened to me one after another."
"For example, the original patrol chief here in the south of the city was my brother, but he was suddenly transferred a month ago. The new patrol chief was very difficult to deal with. He led people to raid my opium shop every three days. Well, now I have to temporarily close all the opium dens and gambling stalls under my name."
"Also, on the opening day of a new department store I opened, a person was pinched to death on the escalator. Nothing could be more unlucky than that. So far, there are no customers coming to the department store. .”
"The most troublesome thing is that a friend from Jinling came yesterday. He told me the news that Mr. President's son seems to be a little dissatisfied with me and seems to want to take action against me."
"This little Chi Lao, I have worked hard to help the father and son's empire. Now that the empire is stable, I am no longer needed, so I just want to burn bridges across the river."
Du Wenqiang gives people the impression that although he is a big gangster, he usually looks very gentle.
But at this moment, the middle-aged man was gnashing his teeth, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were red with bloodshot eyes.
"In addition, there are many odds and ends. I have even been assassinated several times in the past two months. In short, it seems that all the bad luck has come to me during this time."
Du Wenqiang gasped, but he quickly controlled his emotions, his breathing gradually calmed down, and he said to Shu Guan seriously:
"But it wasn't like this before. After I arrived in Shanghai at the age of fourteen, everything really went smoothly. Whatever I did, I could achieve anything. Although I also encountered some difficulties, they were always resolved quickly. "
"But this time is different, I
I feel that if this situation continues to develop, I am afraid that the family business I have worked hard for will really be ruined. "
There was a faint tremor in his voice.
"But my mother told me that that Feng Shui place can guarantee my good fortune for forty years. I am only forty-six years old this year, which is far from the end of my life. I should have seventeen years left. How could I do it now? Bad luck begins!"
"So I suspect that someone has tampered with my Feng Shui land. In the past two months, I have invited many famous Feng Shui masters to visit that place, but those people are famous but have nothing to do with it. Really, you can’t tell anything, and some people can’t even tell what Feng Shui terrain that place belongs to.”
"Mr. Shu, you must help me this time. As long as you help me get through this difficulty, I, Du Wenqiang, will be grateful. And as long as I, Du Wenqiang, am in Shanghai, no one will dare to trouble you, Mr. Shu." .”
Shu Guan couldn't help but smile.
I'm afraid you won't be able to solve anyone who really causes trouble for me.
"Let's go check out that place first."
Then Shu Guan said this casually.
Du Wenqiang's situation does sound like someone has secretly affected his fate and fortune.
But to change a person's destiny and fortune, it is not just a means of destroying Feng Shui, so he must see it with his own eyes to know.
At this time, the scenery outside the car window suddenly changed, and we drove past a small town with white walls and green tiles, small bridges and flowing water, which was quiet and full of Jiangnan charm.
"That's my hometown, Gaoqiao Town."
Du Wenqiang looked out the car window and muttered this.
"Did you come back later?"
Shu Guan asked curiously.
"Of course, twenty years ago, I established Sanxin Company and started making a lot of money. Then I built an ancestral hall and a manor in Gaoqiao Town. Every April, I would come back to live for a while. Gaoqiao Town in the moonlight is the most beautiful time of the year."
As the car drove past the town, the white-walled and blue-tiled houses gradually faded away, and the sentimental look in Du Wenqiang's eyes slowly disappeared, returning to the calmness and composure of a hero on the road.
"We're almost there."
He said this.
Silence returned to the cabin, and the car drove onto a rugged mountain road.
Cars of this era have relatively high chassis, so they can be driven up the mountain road as long as it is not too steep.
However, after driving into the mountains for half an hour, the car finally stopped. The road ahead was steep and narrow. Not to mention this car, even the jeep behind it could not drive up it.
So everyone got out of the car. Only then did Shu Guan realize that the driver of their car was a young man in his mid-twenties, with a slim but strong body, sharp eyes like an eagle, and a With two pistols, his whole aura was like a taut bow, as if he could turn himself into a life-threatening arrow at any time.
Shu Guan then took another look at the young man.
The young man seemed to be alert immediately and looked back at Shu.
This person is very strong!
Although he is just an ordinary person, he is probably as strong as Han Biao before he turned into a corpse puppet. As for the bodyguards on the jeep behind him, they are no match for this young man.
Then a group of people started to go up the mountain. Du Wenqiang's legs and feet were a little inconvenient, but he was already prepared. The other bodyguards took a soft bag seat from the jeep and let Du Wenqiang sit on the soft bag. Several people took turns to carry it. Go up.
This is a very steep mountain. After passing the mountainside, the trees gradually begin to become sparse, revealing the red soil underneath.
And when we got close to the top of the mountain, there were only bare red rocks left.
The further up Shu Guan went, the more surprised he felt in his heart.
Originally listening to Du Wenqiang's story, he thought this place was just an ordinary Feng Shui cave.
Yes, to ordinary people, this kind of Feng Shui cave seems very magical. As long as the ancestors are buried here, they will be happy.
Can change the fate of future generations.
But in the eyes of practitioners, these Feng Shui caves are not surprising. They are nothing more than a gathering place for some mutated spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Even if some mortals get the luck contained here, their practitioners, especially those who have practiced Feng Shui, It is not difficult for practitioners to deprive or change the power of Feng Shui in this place.
But at this moment, when Shu Guan actually set foot here, he found that there was something slightly wrong with this Feng Shui cave.
Because when he steps on the red soil, every step he takes, there will be an inexplicable feeling of season in his heart.
But looking around, the ordinary people looked as normal, and there was nothing unusual about them.
Shu Guan frowned slightly.
Soon after, he set foot on the top of this red mountain.
The first thing I saw was a solitary pine tree standing on the top of the peak, which was five or six meters high and completely blackened.
Then Shu Guan's brows suddenly furrowed again.
...This place seems to have experienced a thunderstorm...
