At this moment, Fang Yuan and the others were standing on the top of a strong high hill, watching a person scatter seeds in the loose soil. It is expected that in the spring of the following year, the entire bare hill will surely be able to grow a lot of flowers and vegetation.

After watching for a moment, Sange's grandfather couldn't help but sigh and said, "Master Fang, I finally understand the feng shui situation you said. ”

Moving soil and filling the pit, this soil will definitely not be conjured out of thin air, and it is naturally made of local materials. At Fang Yuan's suggestion, the person in charge of the work leveled the small hills, and the dirt could be stacked into a tall round mound under everyone's feet.

Condescendingly, you can naturally see more high, you can see that the surrounding mountains are a little low, but it seems to be layers of waves, layer after layer. The most important thing is that these wave-like mountains are relatively neatly surging towards the tall round hills, as if the civil and military officials are worshipping

Not only worship, but also pestering. Feng Shui practitioners believe that pestering is the hallmark of a true dragon. The mountains are stacked on top of each other, entangled and clustered, and the main dragon is guarded in the middle.

Huang Miaoying's "Boshan Chapter" has clouds: Recognize the real dragon, the real dragon is in the center, there is a support, there is a send, there is a protection, there is entanglement, more than a lot of protection, more entanglement, the dragon god is expensive? Medium-priced? Expensive? It can be deduced by this.

Therefore, looking for the dragon must see the winding mountain, the winding mountain is the guarantee of the true qi will not disperse, such as a thousand miles of passes, guarding the true dragon Shengsheng prosperous qi, Fang Sheng formed the earth, the more entanglement, the more expensive the land.

The reason for this is nothing more than the four-character formula of Tibetan wind and qi gathering. The mountains are surrounded by layers, collecting the true qi, and the wind does not disperse, which is the obvious feature of the treasure land of feng shui.

There is no doubt that the hills are one or the same. Standing at different heights, the situation of Feng Shui is naturally more intuitive.

"Thank you all for your help." Fang Yuanqian gave way.

"It's nature." Sang Lao said with a smile: "Everyone is a great hero, and the Sang family will never dare to forget." Especially Brother Ning, he has worked hard and hard these days. ”

Timely. Ning Fuzhang was also very happy, after all, he had completed an ancient form of underground palace mausoleum with his own hands, and he had no regrets in this life. For Sang Lao's thanks, he didn't mean to be humble, but stretched out his hand and signaled: "Brother Sang, the underground palace is also completed." Why don't you go in and take a look? ”

Although he was responsible for building the dungeon, he should know everything about it. But at this time and at that time, now the underground palace is buried by thick soil, and it can be regarded as a veritable underground palace. It definitely doesn't feel the same anymore.

Others also had the same idea, and naturally would not oppose Ning Fuzhang's proposal. At that moment, everyone walked lightly and slowly walked to the bottom of the hill, where there was a long tomb passage, which was the only entrance and exit to the underground palace.

For security needs, to put it bluntly, it is anti-theft, so before filling in the soil, the entire perimeter of the underground palace has been poured by Sange with a thick layer of cement slurry. Wait until the cement is completely dry, and then bury the mound.

In this way, wait until a hundred years later. Buried in the underground palace, and then ask someone to block the tomb passage, then whoever wants to rob the tomb is afraid that only by using high explosives can it be successful.

Speaking of which, this can be regarded as the progress of the times, the power of science and technology now.

The underground palace was buried under the earth. Due to the lack of sufficient light, the whole tomb is inevitably a little dark. It's a little more eerie, which makes everyone a little inappropriate.

But Ning Fuzhang got used to it. Said freely: "Brother Sang, the overall structure of the underground palace must be very familiar to you, so you don't need me to say more." But there are some details that you need to make your own decision. ”

The so-called details naturally refer to the decoration of the underground palace, murals, burial goods and the like. Anyway, the space of the dungeon is large enough to be arranged casually.

Slowly, everyone also adapted to the environment in the underground palace, and went deep into the internal coffin step by step.

The so-called coffin is actually the place where the coffin is parked. This is also the main room of the underground palace, with the main room as the center, in addition to the left and right ear rooms, the front room and the back room, plus the corridor, it forms the main storage room of the underground palace.

The structure of the main room is naturally very gorgeous, and the top is a square caisson with a trowel, which is a star that imitates the heavenly dome, which means that after death, people can also look up at the same starry sky like a living person.

On the walls of the main room, some people have also begun to paint under construction, as if they are sketching pictures of feathered flying immortals.

I don't know what kind of mentality Sang Lao has, anyway, he watched it with relish, and after looking around the various corners of the dungeon a few times, he left with everyone satisfied.

"Okay, that's it, keep doing it, I'll come back in a few days." As he walked, Sang Lao told Sange that he was old after all, and his energy was a little lacking, so it was impossible to come every day.

Sanger naturally nodded again and again, and carefully helped Sang Lao out of the underground palace. After a while, everyone walked outside again, looking at the bright sunshine, and suddenly felt warm and friendly.

At this moment, Sang Lao suddenly turned around and asked, "Master Fang, the underground palace and the hills have been completed, what should we do next?" Will the levee burst and release water? ”

"Yes......" Fang Yuan nodded immediately, in fact, long before the construction of the underground palace, he had already asked Sange to lead people to build a dam upstream of the stream to intercept the flow, so that the water flowing near the village dried up and dried up.

This is convenient for dredging and soil extraction, speeding up the progress of the project. Now that the project is mostly complete, it is natural to consider the issue of restoring the water flow. After all, the way of feng shui is not enough to have mountains, but also to have the nourishment of water to be able to condense vitality.

On top of that, there is no water, and some of the newly transplanted trees may not survive.

You must know that in order to beautify the environment, next to the hill, according to Fang Yuan's proposal, a piece of Berlin has been transplanted recently, and those cypress saplings are still wrapped in dry straw, and the branches and leaves are wilted, and there is not much life.

So whatever the reason, it's necessary to renew the flow.

Fang Yuan groaned and decided, "Tomorrow at noon, we will break the embankment and release water." ”

"Why wait until noon tomorrow?" Sanger was a little puzzled.

"At noon, the yang energy is sufficient, and the vitality is active, so that you can better integrate feng shui and luck." Fang Yuan explained, which also made the others suddenly realize and didn't ask more.

After all, when it comes to feng shui, Fang Yuan is an expert, and he says what to do, just do it.

The next morning, they came to the upper reaches of the stream, and in a valley, the water that had been cut off for more than a month had now formed a flood of autumn water, like an ocean of blue waves.

If the valley hadn't been wide enough, I'm afraid the water would have overflowed by now.

There was too much water accumulated, which also made Sanger a little worried: "Brother Fang, is it really good to directly blow up the embankment and let the water flow down?" ”

As soon as the levee is broken, the seemingly calm and waveless water in the valley may immediately turn into a flood beast and rush downstream, perhaps destroying the surrounding environment.

Of course, Sanger was mainly worried that the underground palace and hills located downstream had only just piled up, and the flood would easily be washed away. With that in mind, he felt it would be better to be cautious.

However, Fang Yuan shook his head slightly, and then smiled: "Brother Sang, have you heard that it is a matter of course?" ”

"Huh?" Sanger's heart suddenly moved, as if he understood or not.

At the same time, Sang Lao was a little displeased, and glanced at him: "Sange, what Master Fang does, naturally has his deep meaning, you just follow the instructions, you don't have to talk much." ”

“…… Grandpa, I was wrong. Sanger immediately said, "I'll arrange it right away." ”

As he spoke, Sanger took a few steps away and gave a soft instruction, and naturally someone ran to the bottom of the embankment, skilfully burying gunpowder in various places.

While the blasting work was proceeding in an orderly manner, Fang Yuan and the others also hid far away in the nearby high mountains and waited until noon.

Time flies like water. Soon after, the sun turned into a blazing flame and hung directly over everyone's heads, but in the deep mountains and wilderness, the vegetation was lush and the air was fresh, and everyone did not feel hot.

Sanger looked at the shadow condensed into dots under his feet, and hurriedly turned around and said, "Brother Fang, it's noon now, can you start?" ”

"It's okay, let's do it." Fang Yuan waved his hand.

Sanger perked up, and without saying a word, he immediately stretched his arms and made a gesture. At this moment, someone naturally passed the signals down in turn, and then pressed the detonation instrument.

The people stood on the top of the hill and watched with bated breath. Unexpectedly, there was a loud explosion, and the huge levee suddenly shook and then turned into large chunks of broken stone.

As the strong embankment opened, the calm water of the lake immediately rippled, and a huge vortex appeared, sweeping the mud and rocks of the embankment aside, and then overflowing with a bang.

In an instant, the lake that burst its embankment immediately turned into a rushing torrent. The water is turbid, like a yellow dragon with teeth and claws, constantly invading and raging, roaring like thunder.

Seeing such a momentum, Sanger couldn't help frowning, and was a little worried. He was still relieved, afraid that the torrent would endanger the underground palace building downstream.

On the contrary, Fang Yuan was very calm, full of confidence. Because he could also see very clearly that in the turbulent flow of water, the dragon veins that had accumulated for many days were alive, and they suddenly spread away like gunpowder.

The dragon veins were angry, and the earth, which had been imprisoned for a period of time, was immediately stimulated. That situation is like a long drought and a sweet rain, hungry and thirsty to absorb nectar nutrients, replenish one's body, and strengthen oneself.

"Ah......" Suddenly, Sanger exclaimed, "Fog, why is it fogging?" ”

Everyone also saw that when the torrent was rushing violently, the mountains through which the water flowed began to rise and a faint mist rose. At the beginning, the fog was very faint and looming.

But over time, the fog builds up and slowly becomes thicker. Clusters of white mist, constantly surging, converging, condensing, unpredictable.

In a short time, the white mist turned into a ball, like huge beads, and there were obvious silk threads between these beads, like a string of beads...... (To be continued)