129 Trouble
In the early morning of the next day, Wang Lei got up early in the morning.
Although the guest room is very comfortable, but after all, it is not his own home, Wang Lei did not sleep very well, and after getting up, he was a little unenergetic, and washed his face with cold water before he felt clear.
The breakfast arranged by the Han family is very rich, all of which are special snacks in Zhejiang, and after the meal, Han Jingfeng accompanied Wang Lei around the ancient house, but Wang Lei politely declined, and was ready to walk around the neighborhood alone.
According to Xuanyun Daochang's suggestion, Wang Lei first took a turn from the outside of the ancient house to see if the environment near the ancient house would affect the feng shui of the ancient house.
The Han family's ancient house is located in the center of the village, at the intersection of the nail road, with two stone statues at the door, a telephone pole erected not far away, and the ancient house has two walls facing the street.
Wang Lei walked around while observing the surrounding buildings, the feng shui topography is a whole, if the environment around the ancient house changes, it will also affect the feng shui of the ancient house.
"It's a pity." Daoist Xuanyun let out a sigh.
"Master, what's wrong?" Wang Lei asked.
"The original feng shui of the Han family's ancient house is good, and it should have been arranged by a feng shui master, but it is a pity that the village has rebuilt a new house, and the layout of the village has changed a lot, and it must have affected the aura of the Han family's ancient house and destroyed the feng shui of the Han family's ancient house." Xuanyun Dao Chief said.
"Master, could it be that this is the reason that affects the fortunes of the Han family's descendants?" Wang Lei asked.
"That's not all, although the layout of the village has affected the feng shui of the Han family, but this influence has only made the Han family less fortunate than before. It will not be dangerous to the people. Daoist Xuanyun explained.
The feng shui topography of the outside world has little impact, but there is a problem inside the Han family's ancient house, so Wang Lei simply returned to the Han family's inner house and continued to look for the root cause of the feng shui problem inside.
The ancient house of the Han family has two doors, the south gate is to enter from the front yard, and there is an east gate that can directly enter the inner courtyard. It is used to block the sight of outsiders and prevent outsiders from peeping into the inner house.
The Shadow Wall, also known as the Zhaobi and the Xiao Wall in ancient times, is a wall used in traditional Chinese architecture to block the view. In the old days, people thought that their homes were constantly visited by ghosts. If it is the soul of one's ancestors, it is allowed to return home. But if a lonely ghost sneaks into the house, it will bring disaster to himself.
If there is a shadow wall, the ghost will be scared away when he sees his own shadow. Of course, the shadow wall also has a functional role. That is to block the view of outsiders, even if the door is open, outsiders cannot see inside the house. The shadow wall can also set off the atmosphere and increase the momentum of the residence.
"Wangwang."
As soon as he entered the inner courtyard, he heard a puppy barking, Wang Lei raised his eyes, and saw Bai Yinxue teasing a white puppy, and Han Xing was in the flower field on the side. Playing with flowers and plants.
"Xueqiu, my sister will take you to buy something delicious in a while, okay?" Silver Snow squatted. Affectionately petting the puppy's back.
Hearing this, Wang Lei couldn't cry or laugh a little, the relationship was progressing very fast, and said, "Miss Bai, this puppy is called Xueqiu?" ”
"It's the name I gave it with Han Xing just now." Bai Yinxue raised her chin. smiled at Wang Lei.
"Snowball, apt name. He was white and fat. Wang Lei also walked over. Squatted down and touched the puppy's head.
seemed to feel that Wang Lei was touching it, Xueqiu raised his round little head, looked at Wang Lei with a cute face, raised his head a little widely, and sat on the ground unsteadily: "Woo." ”
Such a big puppy is the most a** time, I saw Xueqiu twisting her chubby body, getting up from the ground again, rubbing Wang Lei's arm, shaking her little head, sticking out her little pink tongue, and seemed to want to lick the dzi on Wang Lei's left wrist again.
Wang Lei took advantage of the situation to remove his left hand, supported its chest with his right hand, picked it up from the ground, and said secretly: "It is said that the spirituality of animals is stronger than that of humans, and they can sense things that humans can't feel. ”
"Mr. Wang, this little thing seems to be very interested in the dzi you are wearing." Bai Yinxue took the snowball from Wang Lei's hand, shook its little paws and said.
Hearing Bai Yinxue's words, Wang Lei was a little surprised, and said, "Miss Bai, I also have research on dzi. ”
"I can't talk about any research, but my mother also has a dzi and wears it every day, so I got to know him." Bai Yinxue shrugged her shoulders and said disapprehantly.
Bai Yinxue said very casually, did not take the dzi too seriously, and said: "However, I heard my mother say that the dzi is a secret treasure of Tibetan Buddhism, and it is a very spiritual treasure. ”
Although Wang Lei was a little surprised by Bai Yinxue's mother's wearing dzi, he was not too surprised, as can be seen from Bai Yinxue's daily clothing, dress, and accessories, the conditions of Bai Yinxue's family are very superior.
"Eh, it's so annoying, it's obviously a flower field, why do you grow these things." At this moment, Han Xing on the side snorted, and there was some dissatisfaction in his tone.
Bai Yinxue walked over with Wang Lei holding the snowball, and saw Han Xing squatting in the flower field, with a leaf hanging on his head, a small hoe in his hand, and a small apron tied to his body.
"Han Xing, are you taking care of the flower fields? It's really a bit like a professional gardener. Wang Lei said with a smile.
"That's not it, these melon leaf chrysanthemums are so beautiful, colorful and fragrant, at least half of them are my credit." Han Xing raised his chin and said proudly.
"Han Xing, what did you just find, so angry?" Bai Yunxue said curiously.
"Well, that's it." Han Xing stretched out his little hand and pointed to the palm-sized sapling on the side.
"There's a little sapling, what kind of tree is this?" Bai Yinxue asked.
"I know if I don't look at it, it's a poplar." Han Xing snorted.
Han Xing often takes care of this flower field, and has already regarded this place as his own territory, and when others praise the flowers for growing well, Han Xing will be happy. When others praise the flowers for not being good, Han Xing will feel uncomfortable, and he will feel even more awkward when he sees that there are always other species growing in the flower field.
"Han Xing, your family's flower field. Do poplar saplings grow often? Wang Lei frowned and asked.
"yes, I've found it several times, and I don't know what's going on." Han Xing shrugged his shoulders and said.
Wang Lei showed a thoughtful look, it is not a good sign for poplars to grow at home......
Shuzhou, Bajiao Village South Village.
There is an old ancient well at the south entrance of Bajiao Village. With a long history of hundreds of years, the people in the village call it 'Octagonal Spring', which is famous in the whole Fengjiang County and is a symbol of Octagonal Village.
At this time, there were many people around the ancient well in Bajiao Village. There are young men in their twenties, middle-aged people in their thirties and forties, and some old men in their fifties and sixties are the leaders.
Zhang Wenhai stood next to the ancient well, looking at the bottom of the well that had dried up, with a painful look on his old face, he felt that the drying up of the octagonal spring must have something to do with the mass grave, otherwise how could there be such a coincidence.
Zhang Wenhai blamed himself a little. If he hadn't been talking too much and told the archaeology professor about the rabbit possessing the ancient tomb, this might not have happened. So he must take care of this matter to the end and ask the archaeological team for an explanation.
Zhang Wenhai turned around, and the villagers with many faces shouted: "Fellow villagers, this octagonal spring is the symbol of our village, and the tap water has only been installed for many years, but we all grew up eating the well water of the octagonal spring." The octagonal spring can't be withered. ”
"Brother Wenhai is right, I have lived for decades. I've never seen this well dry up, even in times of drought. The well water in the octagonal spring is not two feet up and down, and there is a lot of rain this year, so why will it dry up? The old man with a handkerchief on his head pulled his voice loudly.
"Yes, I grew up in the village, no matter if I was tired of playing, or going to and from school, I drank the water of the Octagonal Spring every day, how could the spring water suddenly disappear." A man in his twenties, sighed.
Seeing that someone took the lead, the villagers below also started talking, and there was a lot of noise around the entire ancient well:
"Why don't we dig deeper into the ground and see if the spring below is blocked by something."
"It's impossible, I haven't bet for hundreds of years, and all of a sudden, it's blocked without warning."
"Why don't you find an expert, or ask someone who specializes in drilling wells?"
"Nonsense, this is not an ordinary well, but a natural spring, you find a good to dig a well, even if the well digger opens up the groundwater, it is not a natural spring."
Many villagers gossiped and shouted in a mess, which was simply a plate of loose sand, which could not have the desired effect, Zhang Wenhai raised his arms again and shouted: "Folks, everyone is quiet, please listen to me." ”
Zhang Wenhai was a senior in the village, he was a village cadre when he was young, and his prestige in the village was not small.
"Folks, the octagonal spring is not only a well for drinking water, but also a natural spring water, but also a symbol of the wind and rain in our octagonal village, the octagonal spring is now suddenly dry, maybe it indicates that there is a problem with the feng shui in the village, this is not a trivial matter." Zhang Wenhai shouted bitterly.
"Uncle Wen Hai, could it be that the mass grave just excavated by the archaeological team has destroyed the feng shui of the village, so the octagonal spring has dried up." The man in his twenties said.
"Zhang Heng is right, I also have this kind of speculation, the octagonal spring has not dried up for hundreds of years, why is it that the mass grave has just been dug out, and the spring water suddenly dried up, if it doesn't matter, I don't believe it." Zhang Wenhai shouted loudly.
"Wen Haishu said well, when the mass grave first began to be excavated, I was watching at the scene, and there was a feng shui master at that time who said that this tomb was unlucky, and digging it would destroy the feng shui of Bajiao Village, but the archaeological team didn't believe it at all, and still dug it up willingly, and it turned out to be a mass grave, which was retribution." Zhang Heng shouted.
When the mass grave was excavated, Zhang Heng was indeed at the scene, and he was one of the villagers who was hired at that time, and participated in the excavation of the ancient tomb, so now he also regrets it and feels ashamed of the village.
"Damn, this group of people from the archaeological team is so bad, they dug a mass grave and destroyed the nearby feng shui, they can pat their butts and leave, but they want our Octagon Village to bear this kind of cause and effect, why?" A villager said angrily.
"Yes, we must find the archaeological team for an explanation, this matter can't be over like this, the archaeological team is staying at the Basho Hotel, let's go there to find them now." Another shouted loudly.
In addition to these excited villagers, there are some calmer ones, persuading: "Don't be impulsive, the archaeological team and the Cultural Relics Bureau are officials, we are all ordinary people, and we can fight others." ”
"What are you afraid of, if the archaeological team doesn't give us an explanation, let's go to the capital to petition and complain, and make a big deal about it, who is afraid of whom."
"Well said, let's go to the Basho Hotel and ask the archaeological team for an explanation!"
At the instigation of a few people, the villagers gradually lost their minds, and rushed to the Basho Hotel in a swarm, and set up the hotel from the inside to the outside...... (To be continued) R640