There is hardly a good road in southern Xinjiang, and it is rainy in winter, and all the roads are potholes.

The ox cart was bumpy, and Uncle Bai was about to vomit.

Lu Luo's body bones were stronger than before, and she didn't feel anything.

She wrapped her head tightly with a large black turban, revealing only a pair of big eyes, large and bright, looking at the scenery along the way.

It is not yet spring, and the fields are barren, which is the season to raise the land.

The willow trees on both sides have already flashed tender yellow buds, swaying in the cold wind.

There was still a little sun in the morning, and for a while it was obscured by dark clouds.

The layers of clouds pressed down, and the sky became lower and lower, and Lu Luo was a little worried about the rain.

"It's okay, Xuannu, it's not raining today." Uncle Bai had insight into the world, understood Lu Luo's eyes, and explained with a smile, "See, what about the wicker movement." ”

"Why?" Lu Luo doesn't have much common sense in life.

"In autumn and winter, when there is wind, there is no rain." Uncle Bai said.

Sure enough, those black and oppressive clouds dispersed by themselves after a while.

Lu Luo smiled.

When they arrived at Qiujiazhuang, Lu Luo's legs and feet were a little numb, and the leg that had saved Yan Xun was broken all the way in this cold and damp, and now it began to ache faintly.

This is a hidden disease left behind.

Thinking of the hidden illness on her body, Lu Luo was a little sad, and her indifferent resentment towards Yan Xun when she lost her memory has not dissipated so far.

She's too stubborn.

And Yan Xun didn't seem to understand how deep her resentment was.

If he had understood, he wouldn't have really left her after listening to her words.

Lu Luo's mind turned, collected his emotions, and walked slowly.

Fortunately, Uncle Bai walked more slowly, but he didn't highlight Lu Luo's abnormality.

The road in Qiujiazhuang is no different from other places, muddy, and it is almost impossible to get off the ox cart.

Lu Luo was wearing clogs, but he still stepped on the muddy water, and then he didn't bother to care, and his skirt was all held in the mud.

The village is quite large, with about 200 households from front to back, which is similar to the Mianqiao Miao Village.

They are all bamboo houses, thatched roofs, and the grass is thick, and they look strong and warm.

The patriarch brought Lu Luo and Uncle Bai to his house.

Different from other thatched houses, the bamboo building in the patriarch's house was built extraordinarily luxuriously, far away from the net, coated with gold dust, and splendid and atmospheric.

The bamboo building is three-storey, and the two large gatehouses outside are used by the elders of Qiujiazhuang for deliberations; Walking through the hall, there is a patio, and the light is dim; Behind the patio is the main hall of the Qiu patriarch's house.

"Only my wife and I live, and the two bamboo buildings next door belong to my two sons." Patriarch Qiu introduced the situation of his family to Lu Luo.

He had two sons, both of whom were married, each built a bamboo house, and separated from his parents.

Sitting down to take a breath, the patriarch told Lu Luo that his old wife had gone to see his daughter, so his second daughter-in-law came over to help and cooked.

Lu Luo and Uncle Bai ate first, and then they started to talk about serious things.

Lu fell to the place, and in order to convince people, he naturally had to show his means.

She stopped the patriarch's words: "I'll first surround your Zhuangzi, take a look at the terrain and feng shui, and then talk about what's wrong." If it's wrong, let's take care of it. ”

The patriarch also had this intention.

Try Lu Luo's skills, it's very important.

In this impoverished countryside, it is a great matter to scrape together twenty taels of silver, which is more valuable than three hundred taels in the city, and better than three thousand taels in the prosperous south of the Yangtze River.

Lu Luo said in her heart that she knew the severity, so she was not hypocritical or complaining.

After eating, Lu Luo looked at his skirt, which was already wet to her calves, and it was really dirty.

She asked the patriarch's daughter-in-law, "Can you lend me a pair of pants to change?" ”

The country woman was very shy and could understand the official language, but she didn't dare to say it, nodded with a smile, and went into the house to find her best pair of pants.

After Lu Luo changed into it, he left the skirt in this room.

She still wrapped her head in a big black turban, her eyes were very watery, and when she followed the patriarch and Uncle Bai around, she was observing the feng shui of the seven levels on Zhuangzi.

There is nothing wrong with Feng Shui on Zhuangzi, but there is a small river that runs through the west of Zhuangzi.

Only one section of the river is flat, and a few steps down is a steep, flowing like a small waterfall.

In terms of scenery alone, this water flow is very interesting; If you talk about feng shui, this is a big taboo.

Lu Luo stood in the rapids of the river.

"Xuannu, is there any problem?" The patriarch asked.

Lu Luo said: "I've seen it, let's go back and talk about it." ”

There was wind on the river.

The wind was slightly rapid, blowing the body, and half of the chill was going to dissipate.

When Lu Luo, the patriarch, and Uncle Bai came back, the patriarch's second daughter-in-law had already washed Lu Luo's dirty skirt, and her hands were washed in the cold water, and they were red from the cold.

Lu Luo was very moved and thanked him repeatedly.

She innocently thought of Bai Xi, when she was in the mountains, Bai Xi's clothes were washed all year round, and in winter, his hands were also red from the cold.

The patriarch's daughter-in-law blushed slightly, bowed her head and went to the kitchen to get busy again.

When Lu Luo, the patriarch and Uncle Bai sat down, the two sons of the patriarch had already gone home.

The patriarch asked the children to invite several elders of the clan over.

Soon, seven or eight old men came.

Everyone sat around, and the patriarch first used local dialect to explain the reason why they invited the Xuannu.

This matter has been said before, and this time it is just a repetition.

The patriarch is the emperor of the soil, and the elders are like ministers, they can advise and refute the emperor, but the final decision is in the hands of the emperor.

"Xuannu has already seen it." The patriarch finally said, "Everyone come and listen. ”

Everyone looked at Lu Luo.

Lu Luo's scarf was pulled up to his chin, revealing only a small face. The round pink face, blown out of the red tide by the wind, is even more pretty and cute.

The elders frowned for a while: Why is there a milk doll?

Lu Luo understood, so he untied the black scarf.

Her silver hair was like a waterfall, pouring slowly and spilling all over her shoulders.

For a while, everyone was stunned and only amazed.

The doubts of the Qiu family's elders swallowed into their stomachs.

"The accident in your village started three years ago, and it should be a multi-person tragedy." Lu Luo said, "So far, there have not been seven, and there have been eight.

You've lived here for generations, and this has never happened, and now it's one after the other, and it's weird. ”

The patriarch was surprised.

While surprised, he was also happy: this Xuannu is really powerful.

The elders thought that the patriarch had told Lu Luo, but they didn't react.

Uncle Bai is also honored, the Xuannu he introduced is so capable, Uncle Bai's face is very bright.

"Exactly." The patriarch said, "Xuannu, what is the cause of this matter?" We Zhuangzi people were not like this before! ”

"Because of the water." Lu Luo said, "If my guess is right, the small river to the west of your Zhuangzi was brought by you by digging a ditch three years ago, right?" ”

The patriarch and the elders nodded.

"The problem lies in this water." Lu Luo Road.

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