It's been a week since Tang Yaxi and I broke up, and it's been a really bad time. Fortunately, several buddies in the dormitory are more righteous and pull me to practice drinking every day. I never told them about me and Tang Yaxi, this relationship has become my forbidden rib, and even I dare not touch it. They only noticed that my mood was a little abnormal, man, some words were not easy to ask, but they were delicious, and after a few glasses of wine, they forgot everything.

The school arranged to re-select the major, and I filled in a history major. Now you don't have to think about anything for the future future, anyway, the person you want to work for is no longer there, so it's better to learn what you want. Maybe I can become an archaeologist in the future, and I can also talk about history in some lecture hall and make money easily. No matter how bad it is, I can go back to high school and become a history teacher, telling stories to coax children.

However, there were unforeseen circumstances, and I didn't expect the school to transfer me to the major of Chinese Studies. I called the counselor and asked what was going on, and how I had made it a Chinese study for me to study history. The counselor told me that history is no longer accepting people this year, and only the major of Chinese studies is similar to it. If I don't want to transfer to Chinese studies, then continue to study economics. The lesser of two evils, let me learn mathematics, forget it, it's better to be more reliable.

Before studying this major, I understood that Chinese culture was Chinese. It's nothing more than learning a poem and a song, and reciting a few tongue-twisting sentences. Or learn about history and culture, handicrafts or something. But when I went to class according to the schedule given by the counselor, I realized that I was wrong, very wrong, ridiculously wrong, wrong enough to make me doubt my life.

Following the address given in the class schedule, I came to the southeast corner of the school, in front of a small building in the middle of nowhere. The three-storey building looks completely different from the rest of the school's existing buildings, giving me the feeling of going back to the Republican period. Walking in, the decoration inside is very elegant, and there is no teaching building at all.

When I got to the classroom, I pushed the door and entered, and I found a little old man standing on the podium. This old man was about fifty or sixty years old, dressed in a Tang costume, hunchbacked, with a goatee, and a face with fairy wind bones.

As soon as the old man saw me push the door in, he asked in a deep voice, "Are you Li Yan?" I nodded, indicating that yes, I am Li Yan.

"Find a place to sit casually, you're alone anyway. When you choose a course, your counselors have made it clear to you. If you choose my course, you will have to listen to me in the future. The old man touched the beard on his chin and said meaningfully.

"Li Yan, I will be your mentor in the future. My name is Lin Xiang, you can call me Lin Lao. Let me tell you first, my main course in this course is to talk about Chinese Feng Shui. If you regret it now, you can ask your counselor to adjust your major. If you still want to learn from me, then you must not be afraid of tiredness and hardship in the future. If you need to, you have to go with me everywhere to investigate and collect style. Do you understand? ”

I was stunned when I heard this, why, now that Feng Shui is still taught in college, won't I become a god after graduation? But now it doesn't matter what I study, as long as I don't learn math.

"Uh... Mr. Lin, do we study mathematics here? ”

"Don't learn..."

"That's a good feeling, please ask Lin Lao to teach me more in the future, I'm not afraid of hardship, you can rest assured, as long as you don't let me learn mathematics, let me do anything."

"You're funny, boy. You don't have to learn math, and I can't teach you. Don't worry, you can learn Chinese culture with peace of mind, and you will have a great future in the future. ”

After thanking me for my kindness, Mr. Lin began to teach me. On the first day, we mainly introduced what Feng Shui is. In my cognition, isn't what feng shui is that Wang Mazi in our hometown village does white things, holding a broken plate all day long to show people the yin house. Especially when he was buried, he could get a lot of money by pointing to a random place, which made me very envious when I was young, and I felt that this was the pinnacle of life.

Lin Lao's class broke my perception of feng shui, according to him, Guo Pu of the Jin Dynasty in his book "The Book of Burial" has a cloud: "The burial person, by the angry also, the qi by the wind is scattered, the boundary water is stopped, the ancients gathered to make it not disperse, the line to make it stop, so it is called feng shui, the law of feng shui, the water is the first, the Tibetan wind is second." From this, it can be seen that Feng Shui is an expression of geography and humanities, and its main content is the choice of Yang and Yin houses by the ancient ancestors and a dialectical cognition of luck, so as to achieve the purpose of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil.

Wind and water are two different elements in nature, and "Feng Shui" is similar to a strange magnetic field energy, affecting the activities of human beings and all things. The wind in "Feng Shui" refers to the vitality or magnetic field, and water refers to the direction and change of the vitality. Feng Shui is said to have originated during the Yellow Emperor period, but the perfect art of Feng Shui arose during the Warring States Period. This Feng Shui is not only a metaphysics, but also contains many philosophies, which is the integration and unity between man and heaven and earth.

The first time I heard that there were so many ways in "Feng Shui", it made me feel that Feng Shui and the book "Willow Spring Fortune" seem to have something in common, that is, luck. And it made me give birth to a bold idea, whether luck will also be a special kind of vitality. For example, I was possessed by a snake spirit that night, and it was by activating the power of the "Money Lock Fortune Array" that I was able to take my body back. If luck is not a kind of vitality, how can it play a role in expelling evil spirits? Moreover, this luck can also trigger the "Twelve Chen Palace Divine Evil Talisman Array", which is obviously also a kind of energy body. It seems that I will need to study the "Willow Spring Movement Method" more in the future, and it may be helpful for me to practice the "Interception Technique".

After Lin Lao gave me a lesson, he told me that I only need to come three days a week, and I can arrange the rest of the time freely. As for some public classes, he said that as long as I could sign in on time, he would greet the school at the end of the semester and let me pass.

I couldn't help but be overjoyed when I heard this, I didn't expect it to be so easy to choose a major in Chinese Studies, just like playing, it seems that graduation should not be a problem. Many years later, I realized that I was thinking too much today, and "Feng Shui" is not simple at all.

After class, I went back to the dormitory, took out a photo of Tang Yaxi and me, and stared blankly. I have never been able to forget this woman, but I am surprised that I did not think to go to her again after she broke up with me. In addition to the heartache, my memories of her are gradually blurring, and if it weren't for this group photo, I might even forget her face. What the hell is wrong with me, shouldn't I be grief-stricken now? Why am I so calm, I don't know what's wrong with myself. Or should I be like this, I'm torn and conflicted. This emotion made me feel breathless and breathless.

Putting the photo away, I sat cross-legged on the bed, running my vitality into the realm of cultivation. In the past, when I was practicing, I could only see the red giant star, but since that day I dreamed of the gray flowing fire, what I have visualized again is a palace, and I seem to have turned into the three-legged tripod on the high platform, and it seems to have turned into the elixir in the tripod. I'm not sure if I'm having a problem with my cultivation, and no one can give me any guidance now, but I feel that this cultivation realm is more comfortable than before. Let me have a sense of safety and comfort in the mother's body, after every practice, I am full of energy, and the sadness that Tang Yaxi brought to me will be reduced a little. So recently, as long as I have time, I will be immersed in the realm of cultivation and unable to extricate myself.

Over the course of a few days, I felt that the vitality in my body was gathering more and more, as if it was about to undergo a transformation. It made me a little uneasy, wondering if I had gone mad. But I've searched through the "Interception Technique" and there is no relevant record, if only I could contact Mr. Liu, he should be able to solve my doubts.

Maybe I should go out and inquire, the capital is so big, there are people from all over the world, maybe someone has met Mr. Liu and knows his whereabouts.

And now that I've learned the Qi Observation Technique, I can tell where there are cultivators by just letting me look at them, and it's not like looking for a needle in a haystack to find them. I just don't know if people will be hostile if I go so presumptuously. I'm just a rookie in the spiritual world who has not yet been released, and if I provoke some powerful characters, I'm afraid I don't even know how to die. But now I can't care so much, I should always go out and break through by myself, otherwise I will wait so dryly, in case Mr. Liu has something long and short, wouldn't I, as an apprentice, be very passive.

In the evening, I sneaked to the top floor of the school library, which was the highest point in our school, and from here I could see half of Kyoto. Running the vitality to my eyes, I looked around, all kinds of luck intertwined in mid-air. The luck of ordinary people is relatively weak, the luck of people in the officialdom of shopping malls is more turbid, and only the luck of people in cultivation is the clearest. The longer the light of luck, the higher the path of the practitioner. I picked the one closest to me and wrote it down where my luck was most obvious, and I was going to look for it early tomorrow morning.

Although I have a specific direction, I still underestimate the buildings in the capital, densely packed, one next to the other. I took the subway to the vicinity of the observation point and started looking on foot, but after searching for a whole day, I still couldn't find anyone hiding in the city. In my impression, shouldn't these masters be like in the TV series, setting up a hexagram stall on the side of the road, waiting for someone to be destined? It seems that the TV series are all deceitful, and there is no realistic reference value at all, so I decided not to watch TV series again in the future.

Just as I was about to give up looking, a strange but familiar voice came from behind me. "Brother Yan, is that you?"

I turned my head to look, but I didn't seem to recognize the woman in front of me. I couldn't help blurting out, "You... You are? ”