Swallow Pass is not the terrain like swallows, but the bottom of the "Shuanglong playing in the water" situation of Yandang Mountain, and the place where the dragon vein momentum is condensed.

The Eastern Han Dynasty scholar Guo Pu's "Book of Burial" has a cloud: the air is dispersed when it rides the wind, and the boundary water stops. The most important thing about feng shui is "Tibetan wind gathers qi". The gathering of qi does not disperse, and the line makes it stop, so it is called feng shui. The majestic Yandang Mountain goes all the way to the west, and the river near Daijiaping stops abruptly, forming a pattern of "Shuanglong playing in the water", and the swallow pass is just at the intersection of Shuanglong.

Based on Xiao Qiong's research and judgment of the mountain, Dai Xiaoxiao's ancestors must have a place in Yanzi Pass. Otherwise, how could it be possible to get rich to such an extent? What is even more sad at the moment is that Dai Xiaoxiao knows nothing about the ancestral tomb. Xiao Qiong didn't want Dai Lao Liu and Zhang Ye to know.

If you want to know more, Uncle Lao Tong is the best candidate.

After breakfast, Xiao Qiong asked Heizi and Dai Xiaoxiao to walk to Uncle Tong's house. Although Uncle Tong is 83 years old, he is not deaf or blind. The spirit is engraved, and the walking is like flying. When he saw Xiao Qiong and Dai Xiaoxiao, he was so happy that he took the initiative to greet him.

"Xiaoxiao, is this your boyfriend?"

Uncle Tong made tea while giving up his seat, and warmly greeted the distinguished guests. Every year on the Qingming Festival, the six brothers of Dai Lao return to their hometowns, and Dai Xiaoxiao returned to Daijiaping when he was ten years old. It's been more than ten years. Uncle Tong still has a very clear impression of Dai Xiaoxiao, and he can call him by name as soon as he meets.

Dai Xiaoxiao also wants to have a boyfriend like Xiao Qiong. But he already had someone in his heart, and she didn't dare to think about it. She's not the kind of woman who doesn't give up until she achieves her goals. When Uncle Lao Tong talked about "boyfriend", she still had a crimson face. Don't dare to say "yes" or "no". Anyway, when you go out alone with a boy, it's like falling into a dye vat, and you can't wash it no matter how you wash it.

"Uncle Tong, can I ask you something?"

As soon as she sat down, Xiao Qiong asked.

"Oh? What's up? ”

Uncle Tong's gray eyebrows trembled, obviously surprised.

Xiao Qiong was fiercely calculating the feng shui pattern of Uncle Tong's house in his mind, and a kitchen was built at the location of the earthquake palace in his house, which extended the function of the house on the surface, but actually seriously damaged the feng shui of the Yang house. The earthquake is the eldest son, and if it is serious, within three years of the house being built, the eldest son will inevitably be hurt.

"How many sons do you have?"

Sure enough, speaking of his son, Uncle Tong's face immediately turned from sunny to cloudy, so gloomy that he was about to drip water. This further fulfilled Xiao Qiong's judgment.

"Two sons." Uncle Tong replied.

"Your eldest son is gone, isn't he?"

Now it's Uncle Tong's turn to be surprised! Although his eldest son Dai Xiaogang died in a car accident a few years ago, it is already old news in the village, not news. But for an outsider like Xiao Qiong, this is definitely a secret, and it is also a scar in the old man's heart.

"How do you know?" Uncle Tong asked.

Xiao Qiong smiled but did not answer. An eighty-year-old rural man, talking to him about Qimen Feng Shui, it was like playing the piano to a cow. But he is a living map and a living history of the village. Xiao Qiong is still willing to communicate with him.

"Uncle Tong, do you know Qimen Feng Shui? The result just now was deduced by me based on Qimen Feng Shui. ”

Uncle Tong's cloudy old eyes reveal no ordinary admiration! The young man in front of him, at the age of twenty-four or five, had cultivated so high and profound, to the point of being frightening.

"It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and one generation is stronger than the next. In the past, there was a Taoist priest in Sanqing Palace who was at your level. I've lived so old and I've only met him before, and you're the second. ”

"Oh? What's the name of the chief? ”

"I don't know the exact name. Everyone calls him the head of the Qingfeng Road. It should be the leader of Sanqing Palace. ”

The breeze is long. Xiao Qiong remembered the name. The secrets of the Sanqing Palace may all be hidden in the mind of this Taoist master.

"Uncle Tong, do you remember the appearance of the Qingfeng Dao Chief?" Xiao Qiong asked again.

"Remember, why not? He wears a Taoist robe, has long hair tied in a knot on top of his head, and a beard like a steel wire. After Uncle Tong finished speaking, he added: "Also, he has a black mole on his right cheek. ”

In fact, the image narrated in the first half of the old Uncle Tong is the general image of the Taoist priest, and only the last sentence represents the characteristics of the Qingfeng Daoist.

"I haven't seen him in years. I don't know if he's still around? ”

"Oh? How many years have you not seen the Breeze Chief? ”

"It's been more than ten years."

Uncle Tong replied affirmatively. That is to say, the Qingfeng Dao Chang disappeared from people's vision for more than ten years. Where did he go? A huge question mark suddenly appeared in Xiao Qiong's mind. A black mole on the right cheek seems to be the only physiognomic feature of Qingfeng Daochang. Fortunately, the Taoist priest's dress is still unusual in the crowd, otherwise, if you want to find a person with a mole in the vast sea of people, you should be looking for a needle in a haystack.

After chatting a few words, Xiao Qiong basically understood Uncle Tong's personality. This is an old man with an upright temperament, and he will never be the villain who secretly lifted the rope and caused Xiao Qiong to almost fall to his death. Besides, at the age of 83, he does not have the physical strength to climb Yandang Mountain, which is thousands of meters above the sea.

But Xiao Qiong still lied, saying that she wanted to go to Yanziao to collect medicine. Look for a kind of snow lotus that grows near the water. He expected that Uncle Tong was at this age, and he didn't know what Snow Lotus was, so it would be no problem for him to lead the way. Collecting medicine is a complete layman.

Uncle Lao Tong was the guide in front, Xiao Qiong, Dai Xiaoxiao and Heizi followed, and it was only an hour to Yanziao. Xiao Qiong walked from the bank of the Dongjiang River, looking for the non-existent "Snow Lotus" all the way, but secretly looking for dragon points. Dai Xiaoxiao picked wildflowers all the way, and the distance between him and Xiao Qiong gradually drifted away. But Uncle Lao Tong always stayed with Xiao Qiong.

"This girl is beautiful and good-looking."

Seeing Dai Xiaoxiao's innocent appearance, Uncle Tong sighed.

"Why?" Xiao Qiong asked.

"Young man, you don't know anything. This girl's ancestors have a blood debt. It is said that the offspring of such a family will not be good. Unexpectedly, their family has been prosperous from generation to generation. I don't think this is the right thing to say. ”

There was obvious jealousy on Uncle Tong's face. This surprised Xiao Qiong.

"Blood debt?"

"yes. It was before the liberation, and legend has it that a merchant with a chain came to stay at their house. But the people of the village saw the man go in, but they did not see the man come out. Later, the descendants of the merchants also came all the way, and then they were gone. The people in the village believed that the merchant had been killed by Xiaoxiao's great-grandfather. Later facts confirmed this. Their family became rich overnight. Rice mills, sugar mills, and oil mills have been opened one after another, and they are among the richest in our country within a radius of hundreds of kilometers. During the special period, it was shocked, but later it was opened, and Xiaoxiao's grandfather went outside to develop, and the business became bigger and bigger. ”

It turns out that behind the Dai family, there is such an unsightly history?! Xiao Qiong secretly shuddered. The bones dug up from the backyard of Dai's ancestral house may be the unjust ghost who was murdered? No wonder Uncle Tong is suspicious of Xiaoxiao's family's "developed history"!

Dai Xiaoxiao is like a bird released from a cage, happily picking wildflowers all the way. It is about fifty meters away from Xiao Qiong. When Xiao Qiong and Uncle Lao Tong were talking, Dai Xiaoxiao went into a bush to pick flowers, and suddenly let out a frightened wow, and suddenly ran back. Xiao Qiong's heart suddenly rose to her throat, her heart and hands pinched out a cold sweat, and she ran towards Dai Xiaoxiao quickly.