Nightfall, Shanmiaotun, Zhang Daman's house.

"Master Liang, please be old, show my family the fortune, whether it is a crime or a disaster, this year, our family is really worried about it......"

An old man in a Mao suit, wearing reading glasses, his hair was already like snow, bald, and his face was covered with the ruts of the years, the vicissitudes of life, but his spirit was extremely vigorous, and he did not look like a slump in his twilight years because of his old appearance.

Wearing a pair of black cloth shoes, he sat on a stool in Zhang Daman's house.

He is Mr. Liang Da, the great feng shui of Shiyi Village. Dead people do dojos, feng shui, divination, are all Mr. Liang's specialties.

The people in the village called him "Mr. Liangda" or "Master Liang".

It is said that Mr. Liang Da is familiar with Maoshan spells, and according to legend, in his early years, fighting with people, he could break boulders with a flick of his fingers, and could drive snakes, insects and beasts in the mountains.

It is also said that when the dead are funeral in the countryside, usually, it is a few big men who carry the coffin out of the funeral, but Mr. Liang Da has the spell of "flying mourning".

Legend has it that when the "flying funeral", that is, the funeral, the coffin is not carried by a few big men, but a warlock like Mr. Liang Da, riding on the coffin, driven by magic, the coffin soars into the air, flies out of the funeral, and goes to the cemetery.

For the legend of Mr. Liang Da, the "flying funeral" spell is only one of them.

Once, Mr. Liang Da passed by a farmer's house and traveled a long way, and he was very thirsty, so he asked the master's family for a sip of water. Who knows, instead of giving a bowl of water, the hostess also made disrespectful remarks.

In a fit of rage, Mr. Liang used a spell to drive a python to entrench in the water tank of the hostess's house, and when the hostess opened the water tank, she was half scared to death.

If you want to talk about how this Mr. Liang Da's ability came about, it is even older to trace it, and you have to start with a legend.

The county seat where Shiyi Village is located is called Lingfeng County, a long, long time ago, there was a rich family in Lingfeng County, surnamed Cen, this Cen old man relied on the inexhaustible wealth of the family, recuperated, recruited troops, and thought that one day, he would rise up and be the overlord of one side.

He recruited talents among the people, and finally one day, a feng shui master who traveled the world followed a long-tracked dragon vein all the way to Lingfeng County.

This feng shui master found the foot of the mountain in Lingfeng County, and was immediately shocked by this wonderful feng shui, which was the dragon vein he had been searching for many years.

Looking up, this series of mountains seems to be like a hovering flying dragon, and under the top of the mountain, a natural stone cave seems to be a giant dragon's open mouth.

Vividly, this is it, the dragon vein of the treasure land of feng shui is here.

For Feng Shui masters, once they find such an amazing Feng Shui treasure, they are all happy to dance.

Someone informed Master Cen of this major discovery of the feng shui master.

Master Cen was looking for a feng shui treasure in order to bury his ancestors' tomb in a treasure place, so he recruited a feng shui master into the mansion and gave him warm hospitality.

After some hospitality, Master Cen expressed the dilemma in his heart and begged the feng shui master to come out of the feng shui treasure.

The feng shui master pondered for a long time, and finally agreed to Master Cen's request, but there must be one condition, that is, from now on, Master Cen will send the feng shui master to the end of his life.

Master Cen thought in his heart, with his Cen family's wealth, it was not a problem to support an old man. So, I agreed to the conditions of the feng shui master.

The feng shui master told Master Cen of the mystery, saying that if he wanted to achieve hegemony, he needed to put the bones of the ancestors of the Cen family in a coffin, and place the hanging coffin in the cave under the peak of Longmai Mountain he found - Xiaotian Cave.

Because this coffin is suspended in the Howling Sky Cave, a flying dragon opens its mouth, and the coffin happens to be a dragon's tongue, with a continuous ridge, such a wonderful match, forming a complete "dragon vein".

When Master Cen heard this, he was overjoyed, and immediately followed the intention of the feng shui master to collect the bones of the ancestral tomb and put them in the coffin, and hung the coffin in the Xiaotian Cave.

Since then, Master Cen's family has become more powerful, raising troops to recruit hegemony, conquering cities, conquering everything, and being invincible. He was also revered as the "King of Cen".

At first, King Cen still regarded the feng shui master as a guest, but after being blind, such a bad old man, it was useless to be fed, so he demoted the feng shui master to a subordinate and used as a servant of Manu and Chungmi.

The feng shui master regretted it too late and washed his face with tears all day long.

Finally, one night, he heard the erhu tune, and from the erhu tune, he could tell that this was his descendant disciple.

It turned out that three or two years had passed since the feng shui master traveled to find the dragon point, and his descendants and disciples searched all the way to Lingfeng County.

Every day and every night, he plays the erhu, hoping to find out the whereabouts of the feng shui master.

Although the feng shui master knew from the erhu tune that his disciples had come to Lingfeng County to find him, he was already blind and could not meet his disciples at all.

By chance, Mr. Liang Da's ancestor told the anecdote of King Cen's family looking for the dragon point to the disciple of the feng shui master, and the disciple learned that this real dragon point was naturally from his master's hand.

So, under the leadership of Mr. Liang Da's ancestors, the disciples came to King Cen's mansion, and as soon as they entered the house, they broke King Cen's feng shui life in a word, pinched their fingers and calculated, and gave King Cen a divination.

The disciple is worthy of getting the true transmission of the feng shui master, whether it is feng shui metaphysics, divination, physiognomy, it can be called a must.

After calculating a hexagram for King Cen, he shook his head uncontrollably, and said, King Cen, although your ancestral tomb is buried in the dragon vein, but it is a fly in the ointment, I don't know who gave you such a plan, this hanging coffin is not grounded, and the descendants will not be able to get the shade of the ancestors, and the green vine that flew out of the sky in the Xiaotian Cave has been led from this mountain to another one, this is a demon dragon, not a real dragon, and this green vine should be cut off.

It turned out that after King Cen buried the bones of his ancestors in the Xiaotian Cave, a thick green vine grew from the ridge of the mountain, and forcibly passed from this mountain to another mountain, forming a vine between the overhangs. From a distance, compared to the mountain ridges, this green vine and the Xiaotian Cave are the scene of the flying dragon in the sky.

When King Cen heard this, he felt that what his disciple said was reasonable, and asked his disciple for advice.

The disciple pondered for a moment and said with great embarrassment that it would not be difficult to relieve this misfortune. But please ask King Cen to promise him two conditions: first, after the deed is completed, he will be blind to the manu, and second, the thin and dirty donkey in the pen.

These two conditions were easy for King Cen, and of course they were full of promises.

So, according to the instructions of the disciples, the hanging coffin of the Xiaotian Cave was lowered and put into the ground.

At the same time, send soldiers to cut off the green vine.

The green vine is cut off tightly, who knows, after this green vine is cut, the juice that flows out is all blood, and the blood flows into a river, dyeing the river of Lingfeng County red, and it takes seven seven and forty-nine days before it runs out.

However, when King Cen looked for the disciples of the feng shui master again, he had long since disappeared.

Some people say that that night, the disciple took the blind feng shui master out of King Cen's mansion, and the master and apprentice reunited after a long absence, and after such a catastrophe, they hugged their heads and cried. Then, leading the donkey in King Cen's stable, the master and apprentice rode on the donkey.

Unexpectedly, the donkey, which usually looks skinny and dirty, shook the fur on its body, transformed into a pair of wings, carried the two feng shui masters, and soared into the air.

It turned out that the donkey was far from a mundane thing, but a "dragon horse".

And after King Cen followed the advice of the Feng Shui master's disciple and cut off the dragon vein, his family fell into the middle of the road, and the soldiers he sent to fight were defeated like a mountain.

Under the defeat, King Cen fell the remnants, forced to retreat into the mountain, and hid in the deep mountains and old forests, and finally, King Cen was killed in the deep mountains.

Since then, this vast mountain, like a primeval forest, has been called "Cen Wang Old Mountain." ”

In order to thank Mr. Liang Da's ancestors for their help, the master and apprentice left a volume of tantra, all of which are feng shui metaphysics, kanyu physiognomy, spells and Taoism.

Mr. Liang Da's ancestors have thus inherited the tantric teachings inherited by Feng Shui masters, and have learned the essence of it for their own use. The Liang lineage, passed down from generation to generation, is a master of feng shui metaphysics, divination, and is famous far and wide.

It has been inherited to Mr. Liang Da's generation, and Mr. Liang Da was admitted to Xiucai in the early years, and later inherited the ancestral feng shui metaphysics, Kanyu geography, and divination.

This is the origin of the legend from King Cen and Feng Shui Master to the Liang family's great feng shui master.

Although this legend is lost among the people, there is no way to verify it, and even the county chronicles of Lingfeng County have not recorded it, but it is passed on by word of mouth among the people.

On the top of the mountain range in Lingfeng County, the karst cave is still called the "Xiaotian Cave".

Perhaps, the legend of that year, King Cen cut off the real dragon vein, although Lingfeng County has always been beautiful mountains and rivers, outstanding people, but on the map of China, it can not be called a treasure of feng shui.

A legend is a legend after all, but it only adds to the legend of Mr. Liang Da.

Zhang Daman listened to those anecdotes about Mr. Liang Da since he was a child, and he was exposed to them, which made him full of respect for this Mr. Liang Da, or rather, Mr. Liang Da felt mysterious.

For example, those magic spells, those feng shui treasures, and those fateful spells are breathtaking.

However, Zhang Daman has never had the opportunity to witness it with his own eyes, if he can see the so-called "flying funeral" and fighting spells, it will be convincing.

Morning light, rain, dripping, dripping.

The mountain road leading from Shiyi Village to Dongkan Village is muddy and slippery, and the raindrops are slanting on the dirt and making splashes.

A minibus stopped at the intersection of Dongkan Village, surrounded by people wearing plastic tape and hats, or holding oilpaper umbrellas, to see them off.

Today is the opening day of Qingshi Town Middle School, this bus is the only passenger car in the nearby Shiyi Village, Dongkan Village, and Xikan Village, even if it rains, students and parents in several villages are crowded, carrying luggage, and stuffing the luggage into the suitcase of the bus.

After a while, the minibus carrying 19 passengers was already full, and as long as there was a corner where people could stand, it was crowded with people.

It is said to carry 19 passengers, but in such a remote village, overloading is a common thing. At least nearly 30 people were crammed in.

"Sit down, hold on, and get ready to drive!" shouted the driver from the driver's seat.

In the noisy carriage, the students were filled with joyful smiles and were happy that they were about to embark on a new path of study.

The parents who saw them off were taking care of their children, and at the same time huddled in the carriage, chattering and talking.

"Hiss ......"

The minibus was spitting smoke, and the driver closed the door, started the car, and prepared to leave.

"Driver, trouble, wait a minute!"

A voice shouted, and outside the window, a student was carrying a simple backpack, followed by his father, who was helping with his luggage.

"Xiaoman!"

Li Dahai, who was sitting in the carriage, shouted in surprise and hurriedly shouted, "Driver, wait a minute, wait a minute, I'm here." ”

"Yang Yaozong, Xiaoman is here!" Li Dahai couldn't hide the joy in his heart, and shouted to Yang Yaozong, who was chattering next to him.

Yang Yaozong came back to his senses and looked out of the window, the driver opened the door, Zhang Xiaoman squeezed into the car, and waved his hand at his father Zhang Daman outside the window, "Dad, go back, I'll go by myself." ”

Zhang Daman nodded, "um", and said a few words: "Xiaoman, when you go to school, you must study hard, don't fight, don't violate school discipline, remember!"

Zhang Xiaoman grinned, at this time, nothing excited him more than he could continue to go to school, "Dad, go back, I know!"

Zhang Daman shook the plastic tape on his body and flicked the hat, so that he could see Zhang Xiaoman.

Zhang Xiaoman squeezed into the carriage, Li Dahai and Yang Yaozong patted the seats, squeezed in, and left a position for the buttocks, "Xiaoman, sit!

"Li Dahai and Yang Yaozong, did you two make an appointment to go together?"

Yang Yaozong grinned and said: "Yes, whoever calls us a village, we all go to Qingshi Town Middle School, we don't have a companion together, and no one dares to bully us." Boss, you're not kind, a holiday, looking for you a few times, you said you can't study, why did you suddenly figure it out?"

Li Dahai was also equally confused, looking at Zhang Xiaoman.

After Zhang Xiaoman sat down, he leaned his head on the back of the car, took a deep breath, and said faintly: "This person, sometimes, a little weak, is not necessarily dark to the end, and when it is critical, there are nobles to help." ”

"Noble?"

Yang Yaozong and Li Dahai stared at each other, puzzled.

Zhang Xiaoman had already fallen into deep thought, thinking back to last night.

Throughout the summer, Zhang Xiaoman spent almost a frustrated and depressed state, because other classmates were ready to continue studying, and he could only help with farm work at home.

In July, the fire turned him tanned and shiny, except for working in the fields, that is, herding cattle and sheep.

When he was herding cattle and sheep, he frantically read books, and looked through the treasured books at home one by one.

Even when he saw that his eyes were red and swollen, he thought he would be blind.