Chapter 299: Where is the way out
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Ouyang Qian was in a hurry to go out, she didn't have much patience to listen to this, and hurriedly asked him to get back to the topic: "Don't talk about TV series, how can we go out, I don't want to stay here for a quarter of an hour." ā
"Hehe", Mo Feifei smiled lightly: "Don't worry, it's time to get down to business." Qimen Dunjia, there are eight gates. They are rest, life, injury, Du, Jing, death, shock, and open eight doors. Generally speaking, opening, resting, and living are the three gates, death, shock, and injury are the three fierce gates, and Du and Jing are the flat gates. The phrase "Jimen is born as good luck" in the mantra just now refers to finding a way out from the three doors of "opening, resting, and living". ā
The more Ouyang Qian listened, the more confused she became: "Are you talking nonsense?"
Mo Feifei: "It's definitely not a mess, you can continue to listen." ā
Ouyang Qian had no choice but to be patient and continue to listen.
Mo Feifei paused for three seconds and continued: "In other words, our way out must be found in the three doors of opening, resting, and birth. Among them, although the two doors of opening and closing are also considered auspicious, they have their own defects. Only the birth gate, just after the beginning of spring, all things are attached, the yang energy turns, and all things are born in the earth, so the ancients also regarded the 'birth gate' as the gate of great luck. As long as we find the birthgate in the northeast, we can get out. ā
deliberately raised his head, pretending to be contemplative, and thought for a while before he honestly said, "I still don't understand." ā
"I get a little bit of it. Bai Qiling touched his white chin, not very sure: "In other words, the northeast direction is the direction we go out." ā
"Northeast?" Ouyang Qian was deflated again: "We are underground now, and we don't have a compass or a compass, so the devil knows where the east, west, north and south are." ā
This is a question that the White Sparrow Spirit can't figure out. In the last 5,000 years of Chinese history, it is broad and profound, especially the "Feng Shui" and "Metaphysics", which are now neglected and highly respected in ancient times, are even more ignorant.
She knew that Mo Feifei liked to read books on weekdays, but he never forgot it, and his ability to integrate knowledge and apply it to reality still made her admire.
Don't look at Mo Feifei is not very handsome, his appearance is delicate at most, and he belongs to the kind that can't be found when thrown into the crowd.
But his personality, intelligence, and keen insight far crush those vases that are only good-looking, which is the fundamental reason why so many girls see him and love him and rely on him.
At this moment, Mo Feifei had already begun to answer Ouyang Qian's question: "To find a clear direction, it is actually not difficult at all, the answer lies in these paintings around." You must know that the ancients were very strict in Feng Shui, especially for high-ranking officials or royalties. ā
"Painting?" Ouyang Qian and Bai Qiling stood by the wall again, looked at it for a while, and didn't see any reason: "I still don't understand." ā
Mo Feifei didn't sell it anymore, and said: "There is a door on the first painting, and the door is carved with a dragon, and the dragon represents the green dragon. In the second painting, the general's mount is a tiger with fangs and wings, representing a tiger. In the third painting, there is a phoenix flying on the pool, and the phoenix's alias is Suzaku. In the fourth painting, the coffin is carried by a monster with the head of a ghost and a snake, which is the mythical and legendary Xuanwu. ā
"Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu?" Ouyang Qian finally heard some useful words from Mo Feifei's words.
Originally, Mo Feifei thought that she was going to understand, but who knew that her next sentence almost made him fall headlong.
"But, what's the use of these four divine beasts and directions?"
Mo Feifei: "There is a famous book in the Han Dynasty, called "Sanfu Tu", which says: "Canglong, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Xuanwu, the Four Spirits of the Heaven, to prove the Quartet". "Suzaku is the god of the south, Xuanwu is the god of the north, Qinglong is the god of the east, and the white tiger is the god of the west.
In other words, we want to grow to the northeast, in the middle of the two paintings, Qinglong and Xuanwu, that is, the position of the corner. ā
After speaking, he pointed to the corners of the second and fourth paintings, and said heavily: "The exit, it's there." ā
"Huh?" the two beauties opened their mouths wide in unison, as if they could stuff a whole roast goose. What kind of room can be built in the corner of the wall, it's incredible.
Mo Feifei took a deep breath, walked quickly to the corner of the wall he pointed at just now, waved his dagger and began to poke at the wall. The wall was too hard, and he didn't go well, and it took a lot of effort to get a little stone down.
After watching her for five minutes, she still didn't see the so-called out, and she suddenly felt a little deflated. Not only was she deflated, but she was also desperate, and the eldest lady's temper came up again.
Just listen to her for a good meal, and since she doesn't understand anything, don't give her hope. Now, hope is gone, and it is better to die here.
The taste in Bai Queling's heart is not very pleasant, but she has a good temper and never loses her temper. Even if his heart was extremely heavy, he didn't forget to comfort Ouyang Qian.
The second daughter was noisy on the side, and Mo Feifei continued to be busy with the matter at hand as if he was nothing.
Of course, it is impossible to say that Mo Feifei has no pressure at all in his heart. After all, this is their only hope of getting out, and if that hope is dashed, it will be a very demoralizing thing.
It may be that the force is too strong, and Mo Feifei accidentally let the dagger slip. The sharp blade broke his skin in one fell swoop, and blood quickly flowed out.
In fact, the wound is not very big, only about two centimeters, which is nothing to Mo Feifei, who has been crawling between life and death all year round. He didn't care, he didn't even stop, he continued to work.
However, this red blood frightened the white finch spirit next to him, so he hurriedly came over and wiped it with his hand, his eyebrows were full of nervousness, and he said with concern: "Are you okay, are you okay, extraordinary." ā
Even Ouyang Qian, who was still playing a little bit just now, calmed down suddenly, squatted down, and frowned: "Don't let you get it, it's injured now." Although it is blame, there is also distress between the lines.
Mo Feifei smiled: "Why are you frowning, like two old ladies, it's not good-looking." ā
"When is it, it's still hippie smiling. ā
"I...."
Just as Mo Feifei was about to answer, a light suddenly came through the wall.....
(To be continued.) )