My grandfather's name is Yang Qingsong, and he said that hundreds of years ago, our village was called Cutting Dragon Village.

It is recorded in the "Canglong County Chronicle".

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly fell ill, and the pain in three parts of his body was unbearable, like a thorn in his body, and he couldn't stay. Liu Bowen burned the tortoise shell, and when he scattered the copper coin, he knew that there were people who were in the west of Tianfu.

He led people to the west overnight and arrived at the foot of Canglong Mountain.

The mountain is like a dragon, the dragon's head is hideous, and the dragon's mouth corresponds to the direction of Tianfu.

Liu Bowen saw that this mountain was a feng shui bureau.

The dragon in the mountains is full of energy, and it has reached a critical point. If it is delayed for more than a month, if someone borrows the dragon out of the mountain, the Ming Dynasty may have to change the dynasty.

Immediately he ordered the mountain to be cut off.

But after digging for a few days, the mountain would always recover when they rested at night.

Liu Bowen thought about it.

Four elephants and five elements, the green dragon belongs to the east, belongs to wood, Jinke wood, metal west, belongs to the white tiger.

White Tiger Ke Qinglong, he ordered people to search the nearby Taoist temples, and finally found a bronze white tiger seal, as a town object, buried in the Fengshui level of Longkou, and then let his subordinates continue to dig.

This time it's different.

They quickly dug up a very thick root.

But no matter what method the soldiers used, they kept cutting down the roots of the big tree.

Liu Bowen knew that this tree root was the key to the dragon vein, so he stepped forward again and burned incense and prayed.

With the emperor's copper coin sword, a sword is chopped down.

For a moment, dark clouds covered the sun.

A muffled thunder in the sky broke through the sky, and with Liu Bowen's sword, it was slashed at the root of the big tree, and the root of the big tree was cut off from it.

A wail could be heard faintly in the mountains.

At the part of the broken root, the blood did not stop, and it actually stained the entire guillotine valley.

In the nearby ten miles and eight villages, the bloody gas in the air has been floating for more than a month before gradually dissipating.

However, after breaking the dragon vein of Canglong Mountain, Zhu Yuanzhang's illness quickly recovered.

A few days later.

The following reported the death of King Li Jing.

The death is strange, like three arrows in the body.

In fact, many years ago, King Li Jing was degraded by Taizu because of the suspicion of rebellion, and the place where he went was Canglong Mountain.

King Li Jing did not repent all these years, recuperated in Canglong Mountain, made a dragon with feng shui, and wanted to rebel, but unexpectedly, Liu Bowen beheaded Canglong with a sword and broke the feng shui bureau.

The feng shui bureau was broken, and King Li Jing died of backlash.

The village under the mountain is named Slashing Dragon Village.

It's just that after a long time, the dialect of the village name has been passed down from mouth to mouth, and it has become Zhanlou Village.

Canglong Mountain, in fact, is in the back mountain of our Zhanlou Village.

My name is Yang Mufan.

When I was a child, my grandfather used to take me up the mountain. Almost every six months, we have to go to Canglong Mountain once, and grandpa doesn't say what to do, just takes me to see.

The rest of the village regards Canglong Mountain as a forbidden place.

So, when I was a child, I was often alienated.

When I was of school age, my grandfather didn't let me go to school and enjoy compulsory education.

Instead, he taught me literacy and gave me a notebook called "The Secret of a Feng Shui Master".

This is a very thick manuscript note, which looks tattered, but on the outside there is a sheepskin and a sackcloth, which are very tightly wrapped.

Since I was a child, I have studied the content in it, such as mountains, medicine, life, physiognomy, divination, etc., all kinds of contents.

Grandpa said that these contents are obscure and difficult to understand, and you should learn them slowly.

But I think it's fun and quick to learn.

When I was eighteen years old, my grandfather said that he had read less than half of the notebooks for most of his life, but I was already familiar with them.

It's just that my grandfather told me a taboo.

The last three pages of the note are glued, don't open them!

The night of the end of the study.

I had a strange dream.

I dreamed of a scrawny old dragon, prostrate and prostrate before me.

Its head is separated from its body, not in one place.

The old dragon was dying, begging me to save him.

I saw that he was pitiful, so I didn't refuse.

Morning.

Wait until I wake up.

Zhanlou Village is full of people and has never been more lively.

Our village is located in a remote area, the traffic is not good, the life of the villagers is miserable, and there are not a few private cars a year on weekdays.

But early this morning, as long as there was a place to park in the village, there were one luxury car after another.

Some people hold a compass, some people hold copper coin swords, peach wood swords, gossip mirrors, etc., all kinds of people, young, middle-aged, and old.

Grandpa said that these are big shots.

The white clothes are from the Beishan school, and the Tsing Yi is from the Southern medicine school.

The black clothes are the Western Destiny faction, and those who wear sackcloth are the Eastern Xiang faction.

Besides.

There is also a Zhongbu faction, but no one came here today.

These big people, under the leadership of the village guide, all went to the foot of Canglong Mountain. The thunderstorm has not stopped, and they are not afraid of danger.

Canglong Mountain in the early morning, still in the clouds and mist, still hugging the pipa and half covering his face.

I heard from the villagers that last night there was lightning and thunder, and the mountains kept rumbling, and I don't know what happened.

I asked my grandfather, what's going on?

Grandpa said that the mountain had collapsed.

The collapsed part filled in the guillotine valley.

He took the cigarette pouch and pot, took a puff, slowly swallowed the clouds and smoked, and sighed with a smile.

"Oh, the dragon vein that was cut off by Sincerity Bo was actually connected hundreds of years later. I don't know, it's a master!"

Later, these feng shui masters were still at the foot of Canglong Mountain and found an ancient monument.

Three words are newly engraved on the stele.

"Yang Qingtian. ”

Since then.

Yang Qingtian is a myth in the feng shui circle.

In ancient times, there was Liu Bowen, who slashed the dragon with a sword.

Today, there is Yang Qingtian, moving mountains and filling valleys, and picking up the dragon!

It's just that no one knows who this Yang Qingtian is, only that he is a legend!

Zhanlou Village was lively for three days.

Three days later.

The popularity of feng shui masters from all walks of life who came to visit only dropped slightly.

I told my grandfather about my dream that night.

Grandpa was smoking leisurely with a cigarette pouch and pot, but when he heard my words, his hand shook, and with a click, the cigarette pouch and pot fell to the ground.

Grandpa's expression froze.

After a while, he opened his mouth and told me.

"Xiaofan, from today onwards, don't call me grandpa again. ”

"Also, I'm leaving. ”

I haven't had time to ask the reason for the first half of the sentence.

As soon as I heard the second half of the sentence, my eyes moistened.

Grandpa is also a feng shui master, but he is not the kind of feng shui master who has a big reputation, usually, he is just in a nearby village, showing people the cemetery and looking at the homestead.

Earn a little money to support your family.

"Grandpa, have you already done the math for yourself?"

Wiping away tears, I asked sadly.

Grandpa glared at me.

"Someone came to pick me up, I'm going to do something somewhere else, not what you think. ”

My tears swirled in my eyes, and I didn't know whether to shed or not.

"Grandpa, you said that I will definitely become a very powerful feng shui master in the future, but I haven't learned anything yet, you can't leave me alone!"

"You can at least teach me some, so that I can eat alone!"

I pleaded.

Grandpa looked at me with a complicated look in his eyes.

He glanced in the direction of Canglong Mountain again, opened his mouth, and never said a word.

The sound of a car was heard.

A camouflage off-road car parked in front of my house.

Grandpa got into the car.

In the car, there was also a woman wearing a cyan cheongsam and a very temperamental woman.

When the car is leaving.

Grandpa suddenly opened the window of the car again and told me.

"Xiaofan, I almost forgot to tell you, from now on, you can read the last three pages! Also, that notebook was left to you by your own grandfather!"

With that, he rolled up the window and walked away.

I was left alone, lost and depressed, sitting alone on the stone mill in the courtyard.

The wind is gloomy.

I pulled out the notebook with mixed feelings.

Carefully, the first of the last three pages of the note was torn open.

The first line of it is written with my birthday, my name, Yang Mufan, and my phase sign, Qingtian.

When I saw these last two words, I was shocked.

Qingtian, Yang Qingtian?

That's me?

I subconsciously looked at Canglong Mountain.

I didn't care about thinking about anything, so I ran all the way down the mountain road to the bottom of the mountain.

Where the mountain collapsed, half of the ancient monument was exposed.

There are three words engraved on the stele very domineeringly, Yang Qingtian, and the handwriting is white stubble.

I was stunned.

I was stunned for a few minutes before I came back to my senses.

Coincidental!

That's all I can say.

After all, my grandfather didn't teach me anything all these years.

I only have this notebook with me on weekdays, and I just learn some simple feng shui knowledge from above, just with me, how can I connect the dragon vein?

Feng Shui from high to bottom, divided into heaven and earth, Xuanhuang, and Canglong, that is the word Feng Shui!

Seeing the reality clearly, I immediately went down the mountain.

On the way down, I continued to read the contents of the first page.

It is written on the back.

"The house is Kunxiang, and the floor tiles are small animals. ”

"After completing the content of the first page, you can tear the next page, otherwise, there will be a disaster of death, remember!"

My hand had already reached the second page, and when I was about to read it all at once, I saw this reminder and retracted my hand again.

Feng Shui masters take taboos very seriously.

Since it was a taboo set by my grandfather, I should naturally abide by it.

Otherwise, it will harm others and oneself.

As for the previous sentence, it sounds obscure, but it is easy to understand.

The house Kunxiang, that is, due west, Kun is the main marriage, the heroine. The little animal is talking about the name of the ninth hexagram of the Book of Changes, which is connected to the west of the house, under the ninth brick.

Could it be that under the ninth brick, there will be something related to my marriage?

Thinking of this, I immediately went home.

Find the brick and dig it up.

Sure enough, there was something down there.

It's a very well-sealed wooden box.

Opening the wooden box, I saw a wedding letter written on cinnabar paper.

Her name is Lin Caiwei, a native of Los Angeles.

Underneath the marriage book, there is even a real estate certificate.

I'll keep flipping through it.

This property is a façade house in Los Angeles, with a small second floor, about 20 square meters.

At this time.

Suddenly, there was a screeching sound of brakes outside the door.

I went out immediately.

What caught my eye was a girl in a beige dress, her hair was black and straight, her face was white and delicate, and her big watery eyes were very beautiful, which made me look a little distracted.

"Your fiancé lives in this kind of place where birds don't?"

Behind, a man in a black suit followed her into the courtyard.

The man took a cigarette in his mouth, took a puff, and fell to the ground.

Fiance?

I'm a little confused.

Immediately walked out of the house.

When the girl saw me, she smiled and introduced me.

"Hello, my name is Lin Caiwei. ”

I froze in place, my fiancée, is that her?

It's so pretty!

"Your name is Yang Mufan, right?"

I nodded dumbfounded.

"Come with me. ”

With that, she came straight over, took my hand, and walked outside.

The man in the black suit immediately reached out to stop him.

"I said Sister Caiwei, what are you doing? Brother, I promised to bring you over, just to make you die, just such a hillbilly, are you really going to marry him?"

Lin Caiwei glared at the black suit.

"I'd love to!"

"You're happy to be a fart! You're dying, only the young master of the Li family can save you, can you stop messing around?"

The words of the black suit blurted out.

My heart, a pinch.

My fiancée, who just met, is dying?

Subconsciously, I looked at her face.

Lin Caiwei's hall was dim, and there was a not-so-obvious bloodshot, from the corner of her eye, invading the root of the mountain, this is the evil, and then up, when she reached the gate of life, it was her death.

However, on the whole, her face is very good, and there will be no major illnesses and disasters in this life.

There must be something that has affected her fortune for the past year.

Men look to the left, and women look to the right.

Eighteen years old, look at the moon corner.

Lin Caiwei's right moon corner, that is, the right side of her forehead, was covered with makeup, but it couldn't block the dull and dry skin.

It seems that it does not match her overall white skin color.

She was not unlucky, but was framed, which affected the fortune of the passing year.

When Lin Caiwei was silent, I opened my mouth.

"I can save you too!"

When the black suit heard it, he was obviously stunned.

He looked me up and down and sneered.

"Just you?"

"Young Master Li, but the fourth young master of the Li family in the Xuanmen of Luocheng, he is proficient in occult arts, what will you do?"

Without waiting for him to finish, I just said it.

"The problem is not serious, but it cannot be delayed, and the sooner it is resolved, the better. ”

"Give me three minutes!"

Not serious?

Within three days, Lin Caiwei had vomited blood three times and was in a coma six times!

The young master of the Li family of Xuanmen told them that this matter was very tricky, and it would take at least one night to get it done. Moreover, if Lin Caiwei wants to live, she has to borrow the Xuanyang Qi from Young Master Li.

How to borrow?

To put it simply, you have to have skin to skin.

Young Master Li also said that as long as Lin Caiwei marries him, she will be safe and sound. The hillbilly in front of him actually said that he could do it in only three minutes?

The black suit raised an eyebrow and glanced at me impatiently.

"So fast?"

"You can't be trying to take advantage of my sister Caiwei, right?"

"I advise you not to have such dirty thoughts, be careful that I beat you!"

I ignored him.

walked directly in front of Lin Caiwei and reached out to put her index finger on the corner of the moon.

"What are you doing? Loosen!"

"I'm Sister Caiwei, it's not something that a hillbilly like you can touch!"

He stretched out his hand and wanted to tear my arm away, but my finger was on Lin Caiwei's moon horn, and he couldn't pull it.

I ignored him, closed my eyes, and muttered a mantra.

In the "Secret Record", there are records in the divination scroll and the Xuanyang tracking chapter.

Mortals are killed, and the evil fortune of the passing year is used as a guide to trace the traces, and the effect is excellent.

I haven't used this before.

I soon saw that, though.

A paper figure hanging from a tree.

It was a cypress tree, and there was a grave next to it.

The tomb has a bluestone tombstone, and the tombstone is engraved with words, the tomb of Lin's Yetian.

"Who's Forestry Field?"

I opened my eyes, let go of my hand, and looked directly at Lin Caiwei and asked.