Zhang Zhi also looked at the feng shui compass, handed the mahogany cane to Mao Si, and he walked a few dozen meters west along the hillside with solid steps, and then a few dozen meters to the east.

Ai Xiaoluo and Mao Si followed closely, Mao Si was afraid that the old fairy would fall, Ai Xiaoluo wanted to know what method Zhang Zhi also used to determine the feng shui auspicious house, and what was the difference between the feng shui technique taught by the master.

Zhang Zhi also measured feng shui and didn't carry him on his back. Ai Xiao roughly calculated, Zhang Zhi also walked about 200 steps, 200 steps to the east, and then 200 steps to the west, and then stopped in the middle, he didn't understand what the intention was, and he was embarrassed to ask.

A fresh breeze blew, and a little paper ash blew from the side of the graveyard.

Zhang Zhi also looked up at the sky, the weather was not bad, the clear blue sky had no clouds. I saw that Zhang Zhi also took out a metal rod like a silver needle from the jacket, but this metal rod was pointed at one end, flat at the other end, and a red rope was tied to the top.

This is another treasure artifact of Zhang Zhiye, called the Soul Pestle. Then he took out three more copper coins and suddenly threw them into the sky, and the three big coins fell to the ground.

One of them is smashing on the top of the silver soul-fixing pestle!

Zhang Zhi couldn't help but gasp, lowered his head and picked up the copper coin, and said to himself, "It's strange...... I haven't encountered this in 100 years! Is everything providential? ”

The three copper coins are all face up, the words are face down, which is nothing surprising, one of them changed the parabolic trajectory of the copper coin after hitting the head of the soul fixing pestle, which affected the landing result.

Ai Xiaoluo and Mao Si watched quietly and didn't say a word.

Zhang Zhi also picked up the compass and turned to the position of Ai Xiaoluo's grandfather's birthday, adding it to the time of his death, pinching his fingers and closing his eyes slightly...... Suddenly, his silver beard shook slightly! Turning back, he took out a yellowed scroll from his coat.

Ai Xiaoluo was very curious, and stood beside him, he wanted to know what was written on this scroll. He felt that it was a remarkable artifact, and it was an old object from the outside.

The scroll opened slowly, the yellow paper of the scroll was a little tattered due to age, and the silk silk mounted on the outside also turned tan. It turned out that the scroll was a topographic map of the tomb in Huaping Village drawn by Zhang Zhiye himself.

He had already completed this painting in his thirties, and speaking of which, this scroll has been with him for 100 years, isn't it a cultural relic of the late Qing Dynasty?

Ai Xiaoluo admires Zhang Zhiye's painting skills very much. This painting outlines the whole cemetery: the mountain peaks and rivers, the houses and the country roads are clear at a glance. Where it has already been used, cross it out with a yellow pen. One of the most striking is the small circle drawn with a red pen on the hillside of the cemetery. The small circle depicts the middle of the cemetery, also known as the central earth.

Zhang Zhi also picked up the pen and crossed out the last one in the cemetery, which was the best in the cemetery, and the central Wuji soil......

"Did you bring a lighter?"

Mao Si hurriedly took out the lighter and handed it to him, Zhang Zhi was also relieved, took the lighter, and lit the scroll......

Ai Xiaoluo hurriedly snatched it over: "Old man, this is your life's achievement!" Why destroy it? ”

Half of this scroll had been burned, and Zhang Zhi didn't mean to feel distressed, Mao Si was frightened, thinking that Zhang Zhi was also insane, and he actually destroyed the treasure he was carrying.

"Huh...... This is the last time Lao Yu will show the people of Huaping Village Feng Shui to choose the Yin House, and this picture is useless. ”

Ai Xiaoluo asked, "Why is my grandfather the last man?" ”

Zhang Zhi also took the mahogany crutch: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed." ”

"Well, since the old gentleman refuses to say, then the younger generation still has a question, just now, the location drawn on the scroll should be the most auspicious piece of feng shui yin house in the cemetery of this village...... Why ......"

Zhang Zhi also interrupted: "Young man, don't think that you know some Taoism, the old man is deliberately partial, it is impossible." It's your grandfather's precious character, and the destiny of heaven cannot be violated! ”

The more he said this, the more it aroused Ai Xiaoliu's curiosity.

"My grandfather is an ordinary farmer, where does he come from with a valuable character? The old gentleman is really good at laughing. ”

Mao Si nodded and said, "Yes, when his grandfather was at his most brilliant, he was the production captain in the village, and that was when I was young." ”

Zhang Zhiye's eyes widened: "Don't interject!" There are some things that you ordinary people can understand. ”

Mao Si was so frightened that he stopped talking.

Zhang Zhi also held the broken scroll, and was unprecedentedly relieved: "Your grandfather can be buried in this position, not because of his own creation, but from your ancestors' Yin De." ”

Ai Xiaoluo was desperately thinking about his grandfather, he heard his grandfather say that his great-grandfather was also an honest farmer, how could it be related to the value of character? He didn't understand.

Zhang Zhiye smiled and said, "You'll know in the future." ”

For some reason, Ai Xiaoluo saw a hint of helplessness in Zhang Zhiye's calm smile. This is far from the spirit of Zhang Lao Immortal who was fighting in the cemetery two days ago. He carefully recalled what Zhang Zhiye said: this was the last time he measured the feng shui auspicious house for the village...... What is the meaning of this statement?

reminds me of the red paper reply from the Guanjue Shitai, which roughly means: The poor nun has escaped into the empty door and no longer cares about the troubles of the world.

The guide note written by Ai Xiaoluo to Mao Si looks like a few simple symbols, but in fact there is a letter hidden in it. This yellow paper can only reveal the words behind it when it encounters iodine. Of course, Mao Si didn't know that what he held in his hand was a simple topographic map. The yellow skin can be buried anywhere, it's just an ordinary little animal. Burying the yellow skin in the Qingfeng Cave was a gimmick, and Ai Xiaoliu's central idea was to ask him to send this letter to the Champion Master.

When Mrs. Guanjie took the simple guideline, several strange symbols caught her attention, and she asked for the origin of the note and took it to the inner room. Iodine wine was poured on this yellow paper, and the words on the yellow paper suddenly appeared......

Why did Ai Xiaoliu use such an old-fashioned way to convey information? It turned out that Guanjue Shitai was isolated from the outside society, and there was no signal in the mountains, and Guanjue Shitai and the two disciples never used mobile phones, nor did they communicate and interact with the outside world.

Ai Xiaoliu's letter was written very politely, indicating his identity and raising a few questions. However, one of these questions mentions the relationship between Zhang Zhiye and Guanjie Shitai, but none of these questions have been answered. Guan Jue Shitai and he have never met, and they don't know who this young man is, so they simply replied with a few words: The poor nun is a monk, and he doesn't ask about the world, please forgive me. After writing, hide the ink in the same way and hand it to Mao Si, and ask him to give it to Ai Xiaoluo.

The reason why he threw stones and asked for directions to explore Qingfeng Nunnery was because he had received the news in advance. Before going down the mountain, the master told him about his family background, and said that his family was very suspicious, and also told him two secret places in Qingfeng Nunnery and Black Dragon Pond.