The source of the stream in the village turned out to be the Tianchi on the towering mountain, which was somewhat unexpected by everyone.

Under the leadership of Sang Er, everyone walked to the side of Tianchi, only to see that the water quality of Tianchi is very clear and clear, revealing a holy brilliance under the sunlight, as if the pearl jade inlaid in the mountain, very pure and flawless.

On the side of the Tianchi, there is a small gap, and the clear water of the Tianchi is silently seeping through the gap, and then gurgling down the mountain, turning into an endless clear stream.

The small clear stream, through the intricate geographical environment, finally flows next to the village, irrigating the water and soil of a party and nurturing the people of a village, which can be regarded as immeasurable merit.

"Bosses, you see, this is the source of the stream." At this moment, Sang Er also had a bit of a sense of inviting merit and rewarding: "What's the matter, I didn't bring the wrong place." ”

"Are you sure it's here?" Sanger asked.

"It's true, if there is the slightest lie, I will not die well." Sang Er pointed to the sky and swore a curse. Judging from the expression and tone, it really doesn't look like a fake.

"If you know, it's good." Sanger glanced at it lightly, then turned his head and said, "Brother Fang, you have found the source of the stream, what should you do next?" ”

Fang Yuan's eyes flashed, and he smiled: "Brother Sang, do you know, why do I have to find this source?" ”

"This ......" Sange hesitated, "You didn't say that Feng Shui is a combination of mountains and rivers, as long as you find water, it is easy to lock in Feng Shui treasures." ”

"That's just one of them." Fang Yuan Zhizhu said: "What's more, I found that there are many mountains and little water here, so I speculated that the source of the stream next to the village. Could it be the source of other streams in the mountains? If this is the case, then we start from the source and sort it out all the way, which will naturally get twice the result with half the effort. ”

"Ah~~" Sanger and the others suddenly realized.

At the right time, Sang Er couldn't help but exclaim: "Big guy." You guessed ...... right."

When the others heard this, they were also a little stunned, how could they listen to the meaning of Sang Er's words, what Fang Yuan said might be the truth? Or directly remove the word maybe, after all, Sang Er is familiar with the geographical environment, and he said that Fang Yuan guessed accurately. Then you can't be wrong.

"You don't know."

Without waiting for everyone to ask, Sang Er took the initiative to explain: "This stream has been flowing down, but when it reaches a valley farther away, it splits up and turns into a left and a right stream. Scattered everywhere flowed. One of them is the one that flows to our village. As for where the other stream goes, I don't know. ”

"Good ......" Sanger was immediately overjoyed, and immediately had a guess: "Could it be that the other stream is the one we saw before?" ”

When tracing the source of the stream, they saw another clear one near a certain altar. At that time, Fang Yuan also said that this was a good thing, because the new stream was another option.

It turned out that Fang Yuan was very far-sighted. Or maybe it was already expected on that day.

In addition to being happy, Sanger looked up at the sky, and then made a decision: "First set up camp nearby." We'll rest here tonight, and we'll continue to walk along the vines early tomorrow morning to sort out the water flow. ”

"Good ......" Naturally, the others have no opinion.

The luck of this day was good, and it was a small gain, and in the next two or three days, everyone slowly explored along the veins of Tianchi water. Sort out the forks in it.

However, just when everyone thinks that this will definitely be rewarding. The harsh reality has given them a blow in the face. Although new streams were discovered, no treasures of feng shui were discovered.

With Fang Yuan's continuous veto. Sanger's face became more and more gloomy, and the atmosphere in the team became more and more depressing. For a moment, everyone consciously took a few steps away from Sanger, lest they touch the mold and become a punching bag.

But it was a blessing or a curse, and on the morning of the fourth day, Sanger summoned everyone together with a calm face, as if there was something to announce.

The crowd gathered around and listened quietly.

Sanger glanced around at everyone and suddenly said, "Pack up your things, let's go back." ”

"Ah~~" Everyone was stunned, looking at each other, quite puzzled.

"Sang Shao, aren't we looking for it?" Someone had the courage to ask cautiously.

"I'm not looking for it." Sanger's eyes flickered: "Calculate the time, my grandfather should also arrive, let's pick up his old man." ”

Hearing this, everyone's faces also became a little delicate, and after staying in the mountains for a few days, they also didn't know the time, but under Sanger's reminder, they finally reacted. Counting the time, these two days should indeed be the day when Sanger's grandfather's coffin arrived.

Thinking of this, everyone naturally will not have the slightest objection to Sange's decision. At that moment, the group had no interest in talking, packed up the camp, and hurried away, and returned to the village in the afternoon.

As soon as he returned to the village, without saying a word, Sanger found several respected old people in the village, and presented evidence to reveal his identity. Hearing that he had returned to his hometown to recognize his relatives, the villagers were naturally very surprised.

However, after listening to Sanger's description, it also evoked the memories of the old people in the village, and compared with the genealogy, the villagers did not have any suspicions, and easily accepted this fact.

After all, in the poor countryside, there is nothing to covet, even if you recognize your relatives, there is no benefit. The people in the village may be simple, but it doesn't mean that they are stupid. As soon as I thought about it, I knew that there was no need for Sanger to lie about this.

Then Sanger sadly said that his grandfather had passed away and was about to return from the coffin in the past two days, and frankly said that they had been wandering around the mountains these days in search of a burial place......

In this regard, the villagers expressed their understanding and comforted in various ways. People die greatly, and fallen leaves return to their roots, this is a tradition that has been inherited for thousands of years, and everyone certainly doesn't think there is anything wrong.

Besides, in the mountains, the most worthless thing is probably the mountains, so no one objected to Sange's idea of choosing a place to bury his ancestors, and all of them expressed their support.

When the recognition of relatives entered the final stage, a big man guarding outside the entrance of the village ran over quickly, and reported softly next to Sange: "Sang Shao, here ......."

In an instant, Sanger's face sank, and then he became sad, got up and walked out of the village. The others involuntarily followed, and as they walked outside the village, they could see a large convoy slowly moving towards the end of the road.

The convoy was very long, stretching dozens of vehicles, like a winding dragon, swimming closer and closer.

The terrain of the village is higher, and everyone can see it very clearly, the whole convoy is hung with black gauze and white cloth, and it is also decorated with elegant chrysanthemums, and the appearance of linen and filial piety is permeated with a heavy and sad atmosphere.

At first glance, Sanger's eyes were red, and he knelt down on the spot, tears raining down. The others were also uncomfortable, sighing and mourning in silence, shaking their heads, comforting ......

Soon after, the funeral car came and slowly stopped at the entrance of the village. A group of people walked down, and when they saw Sange, they all gathered around, whispered a report, and helped him change into plain clothes.

Later, after some negotiation, the whole village was dressed up as a sea of white. Some people in the village also spontaneously put on plain linen clothes to help with the funeral.

From the afternoon until late at night, the people in the village went home to rest, but in the mourning hall that had just been arranged, Sanger was keeping vigil, his face was like dead wood, his heart was like ashes, and his will was very depressed. It wasn't until Fang Yuan walked in lightly that he regained his vitality and raised his head and said, "Brother Fang, is there no hope for the Feng Shui Treasure Land?" ”

“…… Right! Fang Yuan hesitated a little, but finally nodded.

"I know I don't blame you for this, after all, the time is too rushed, and it's normal to not find it." Sanger was quite reasonable, and then said: "Since this is the case, then tomorrow I will trouble you to choose a place in the back mountain, don't ask for good feng shui, as long as you can get by." After I had kept the vigil for seven days, I broke the ground and buried it. ”

"Okay." Fang Yuan nodded again, indicating that there was no problem.

"Please." Sanger said, continuing to be silent.

Fang Yuan was very knowledgeable, and after putting a stick of incense on the mourning hall, he retreated lightly. He went back to the house to rest, but he didn't notice that shortly after he left, another person slipped into the mourning hall without a sound.

The next morning, Fang Yuan woke up leisurely, and after washing, he planned to go to the mourning hall to put on another stick of incense, but he didn't expect that when he went out, he saw Sange and a group of people guarding the door, and the situation seemed to be a little wrong. Especially when he saw Sang Er standing next to Sange, a little proud, and his eyes were rolling slightly, he had a bad premonition.

In the midst of a hundred thoughts, Fang Yuan opened his mouth and greeted, "Everyone ...... so early"

"It's already past eight o'clock, and it's not early." Sang Er said, his tone relaxed and excited, as if it had a different meaning.

"Really?" Fang Yuan frowned, and finally realized that something was wrong. The main reason is that everyone's attitude has changed, not only Sang Er's tone is disrespectful, but even Sang Ge only watched coldly when he saw him come out, and he didn't mean to say hello.

Overnight, everyone seemed to lose their former enthusiasm and became indifferent, which naturally made him feel strange. Fang Yuan was puzzled, and after a little groaning, he tentatively said, "Brother Sang, what are you doing...... Something? ”

"Something's true." Sanger finally spoke, but his voice was very cold: "I want to confirm something. ”

"What's the matter?" Fang Yuan was curious.

"I wonder if you've found a treasure of feng shui." Sanger's eyes were sharp, intently watching Fang Yuan's reaction.

Fang Yuan's brows were locked: "Why do you ask that?" ”

"In a word, yes or no!" There was also something aggressive in Sanger's words.

Fang Yuan groaned, then shook his head slightly: "No! ”

"You lie......" Sange said sharply, but his eyes were full of smiles, and there was a kind of excitement and pleasure of feng shui taking turns and serfs turning over to become the masters of the house. I thought that the grudge could only be held in my heart, and I would never have the opportunity to hate it, but I never thought that the opportunity would come so quickly, it was really this time, that time! (To be continued)