Walking through the village all the way, he never saw Fan Nanjiang introduce Fan Chaogui's father, and Lin Chuyi was a little puzzled. Now when he heard him mention the "old brother" who guarded the old mansion, he unconsciously paid attention to it and asked, "Is the person who guards the old mansion Fan Chaogui's perennial sick father?"

"Yes. Fan Nanjiang sighed and said, "My brother Fan Qianye has been talented and intelligent since he was a child, and he has always been above me. It's just that he is erudite and talented, and his mind is outstanding, so it is inevitable that he will not be able to specialize in martial arts. Before he fell ill, Martial Dao Cultivator had been wandering at the entrance to the Qi Cultivation Realm, and he had never been able to break through and enter the Qi Cultivation Yuan's Mansion Acupoint. The elders of the sect all deeply regretted this, but the elder brother himself never thought so. He felt that winning with strength and fighting with skill were all done by reckless men. His ambition is to help the world with art, so he is obsessed with medicine, Yili, astrology, and the art of public opinion. It's a pity that he has been tossing for half a life, has traveled extensively, and has countless apprentices, but he has never emerged in one of them and obtained its essence. ”

Fan Nanjiang glanced at the blue brick house that was getting closer and closer, his eyes were deep, and he shook his head and said: "Later, the family fell into the middle of the road, and everyone ran around for their livelihood, but my brother still lived in the old house with a family of three, and lived an extremely simple life. He wrote a pen and hung it in the study, "I hope that all the sages will gather in the corridor temple, and the scholars will win the Hou Feng in poverty and death", saying that it is a clear ambition. In the years before he fell ill, he realized the problem of miscellaneousness, so he abandoned miscellaneous studies and devoted himself to the study of the I Ching. It's a pity that he fell ill within a few years, and his life was already very poor, and once he got sick, he relied on regular relief from his clan brothers and barely maintained treatment. The sister-in-law was also a weak person, overwhelmed, and later divorced. Everyone in this clan understands that in fact, they are to blame, and they are more to blame for their brother, who is devoted to his so-called academics, does not know how to make a living, and does not care about his family. Relying on a weak woman like a sister-in-law, how can she afford to provide for her children's education and her husband's illness! It's just that poor Chaogui's child has experienced all this at a young age. ”

Lin Chuyi: "Hearing you say this, he shouldn't be terminally ill." Since he has been seriously ill for many years, why can't he still live in this deep mountain and not go to the hospital for a cure?"

Fan Nanjiang turned his head to look at him and said with a wry smile: "At the beginning, I was in the hospital, and after tossing for more than half a year, I couldn't even diagnose what the disease was. All the drugs used are expensive imported drugs, which are just headache and foot pain and relieve symptoms. ”

Lin Chuyi's expression was solemn, and he didn't say anything more, just nodded. The Tailing on his back, the rhythm that implicated the soul, became more and more intense. He has been investigating his divine sense, except for the Fan family's ancestral house, a cloud of dense yang qi is concentrated, and there is nothing else unusual. Suddenly remembered that the Lingling Xuangu of the Tailing Sundial Needle was a woman's body, could it be a thousand years of loneliness......

Thinking of the embarrassment, he quickly restrained the heart ape and retracted his thoughts. It seems that this delusional calamity is really disturbing people! How can there be such a blasphemous delusional assumption against the spirit of the artifact and the magic spirit.

In a trance, the two had already walked outside the gate of the old mansion. Just looking at the walled portal, you can feel the elaborate attention to the construction of this large house. Hundreds of years of clear water brick wall, the wall road is clear and longitudinal and horizontal, and there is no old mottled image;

They are all very smooth, and it can be seen that someone has wiped and maintained them all year round.

The gate was not locked, but opened with a light push, perhaps in a deserted village, and there were no outsiders. When I entered the courtyard, I heard a cough coming from inside the house, the sound was not loud, and the breath was very weak. Fan Nanjiang's face suddenly became heavy. Lin Chuyi's gaze was preoccupied with the shadow wall in front of him at this time. I saw that in the middle of the shadow wall, there was a relief of half of the Taiji diagram with only a yang fish.

The blue powder wall is the color of yin, and it is not strange to carve only a yang fish, but the strange thing is that the half of the yang fish, the form is exactly the same as the Taiji Yang fish on the body of the Tailing staff, and even the form of the flow of spiritual light is also very similar in the carving!

Tailing's trembling gradually increased, and there was no obvious change because of the carving of this shadow wall.

Lin Chuyi remained silent, followed Fan Nanjiang into the main hall of the big house with carved beams and paintings, and hurriedly glanced at the shrine in the hall, on the shrine, a clay sculpture of a golden-crowned Taoist with a golden body, a graceful body, a round head and a plump face, holding the scriptures in his right hand, and holding his index finger out of his left palm, as if preaching.

Looking at this clay sculpture of the golden elephant, Lin Chu seemed to have a flash of inspiration in his heart, and he didn't have time to pay attention to it, because Fan Nanjiang had already led the way and walked to the middle lane on the right. When I walked through the middle alley, the faint coughing sound was more clearly audible.

"My brother lives here, and every day at noon, he rests in bed. Fan Nanjiang whispered in his ear, and the door of the wing room was already in front of him, and the coughing sound came from inside.

Fan Nanjiang stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, and said loudly into the door: "Brother, I am Nanjiang." ”

There was another cough that was even more intense, and then a hoarse voice said, "Oh, it's back...... Come on in. ”

The voice was accompanied by a few coughs, staccato and seemed to be speaking with great difficulty. In Lin Chuyi's consciousness, he sensed an extremely strong qi rhythm in the inner room of the door - this is definitely not the qi that a sick and weak person should have!

Fan Nanjiang gently pushed open the door, and the furnishings in the room were extremely simple. The desk in front of the window was wiped clean to the dust, and a large bookshelf covered the entire inner wall. At a glance, I saw that the shelves were full of strange and easy-to-count astronomical books, and many of them were ancient books bound in threads.

A man in a loose white linen nightgown reclines on his back on a narrow single bed. Sleeping in a single bed like that seems to make room for large bookshelves. The man in the nightgown was skinny, pale, and his gray beard was sparse, but it was long and messy, and he should have not been repaired for half a year.

"Brother, have you been feeling better lately?" Fan Nanjiang asked softly as he approached the window.

The man in the nightgown coughed as usual, not loudly, and the appearance of exhaustion did not look like it was pretending. Since Lin Chuyi entered the village, he has been turning on his divine consciousness and trying his best to investigate; behind it, I don't know whether it is Tailing itself or Xuangu who has been shaking his soul; so far he saw the sick and weak man in the nightgown, the strong disturbance of his divine consciousness has made him extremely uncomfortable, but he seems to be driven by some kind of drive and cannot stop. It seems that once you leave the artistic conception of divine consciousness, you will miss out on many blessings, or

has a great relationship with himself.

Mo said that the ancestral house of the Fan family is the boundary of Jiangxi, and Lin Chuyi is visiting it for the first time, why he feels this way, it is not clear.

"It's still the same, I can't live, I can't die. The man in the nightgown managed to squeeze out a few words, and he kept panting, as if trying to suppress his cough.

"This is a friend who works with me in Dongguan, Mo Yu. Fan Nanjiang introduced, "The martial arts cultivation is extremely high, he is a member of the Zhenwu Taiji Sect, and now he is the master of Chaogui's nephew." ”

Lin Chuyi nodded to Fan Qianye with a smile on his face.

I don't want Fan Qianye to hear this, his face turned pale, and he struggled to sit up. Fan Nanjiang hurriedly helped his brother to sit up against the head of the bed. Lin Chu wanted to stop it, but after a few turns, he didn't make a move.

Fan Qianye relieved himself and said weakly: "Chaogui's rebel son...... Teacher Raumo bothered. But I don't know who Mr. Zhenwu Taiji is taught from......? or the inability to come to the door to thank you in this life, after all, it should be remembered. ”

There was a cough in his words, but it was rare for him to say so many words in one breath.

Lin Chuyi said politely: "Brother Fan is polite, Chaogui is extremely talented, and he has a natural martial arts muscle, not to mention that he originally had an excellent foundation in martial arts. Since you have entered my sect, you should try your best to cultivate talents. It's just about my master, the master has explained, and it is inconvenient to make it public for the time being, so I hope Brother Fan will forgive me. ”

"Oh," Fan Qianye's sickly face inevitably showed a hint of disappointment, but he also knew that there were many taboos in the rivers and lakes that revealed the inheritance of the master, "Then Teacher Mo doesn't have to be reluctant." The dog has to meet the Master, and I am relieved. ”

"Although Fan Chaogui has not been in my sect for a long time, his method skills are similar to the basic exercises of my Zhenwu Taiji, so it is actually much easier to pass on his art to him than other disciples. I am also fortunate to have such a successor. Lin Chu seemed to have a feeling, naturally.

Although he didn't pay full attention, he still found Fan Qianye's eyes, which flickered for a moment, and the essence was full of light.

"So, Zhenwu Taiji is not one of the five major factions that are popular at the moment?" Fan Qianye asked with difficulty, his expression as usual.

"It's not. Lin Chuyi said briefly and did not explain too much. At this time, in the state of mind and consciousness, there is actually a kind of unbearable fatigue, but it is not visible on the surface.

"Big brother, you can rest first. Fan Nanjiang said, "I'll go to the Shentai side to put incense on the pillar first." ”

After speaking, he helped Fan Qianye to lie down, and slowly went out with Lin Chuyi.

Taking advantage of Fan Nanjiang's incense, Lin Chuyi was able to take a closer look at the golden body of the clay Taoist priest on the altar. The fingers of the left hand and the scroll of the right hand each pointed to an asymmetrical corner. The corner is not the corners of the living room.

Look at the face and facial features of the golden body, the expression is expressive, and the divine sense of clothing and ornaments is delicate and delicate. With such a fine golden statue, how can the two-handed posture ignore the beauty of symmetry?

Although the deviation is extremely subtle, ordinary people

It may not be noticed, but Lin Chuyi, who plays the dual role of photographer and designer, is extremely sensitive to this.

He suddenly remembered that since the ancient mansion feng shui directional distribution of gold, most of them are to the sky and the earth. The so-called to the sky refers to the direction of the heavenly stem, and the so-called conjunctive earth means that it should not point to the middle of the stem direction on a certain day, but should be slightly offset to the direction of the adjacent earthly branches.

Lin Chuyi asked, "How was the orientation of this old mansion determined?"

Fan Nanjiang was stunned, and then remembered that Mo Yu was also a master, so he immediately said with relief: "It's really three sentences that don't leave the bank." Xiang Bing and the third degree of the afternoon, with a master like you, I don't need to say it. ”

"Oh," Lin Chuyi didn't hesitate to respond, and carefully observed the direction of the clay sculpture golden body with his divine sense, and it was exactly opposite the door, two degrees west of the center, and suddenly realized.

Then the index finger of the left hand of the golden body is exactly the southeast corner, and the scroll of the right hand is facing the southwest corner. The meaning can only be explained by the eight trigrams in the innate easy number and the number of Luo Shu!

(End of chapter)