Volume 1 The Wind Rises Chapter 15 The Old Tomb of the West Mountain
Yuan Yi and Mu Fei felt unprecedented in the morning, and it was Daoyuan's peach that played an effect.
Especially Yuan Yi, who has been meditating and cultivating last night, Xuan Zhi and Xuan, a special fire was bred in her body, she was happy, but she didn't know what kind of significance this would have for her future cultivation!
Yuan Yi, who had a bad heart, couldn't help but think of the figure of Daoyuan at this time......
"What are you stunned, Sister Yuan, let's go", Mu Fei's urging voice interrupted Yuan Yi's thoughts.
"Hey, the big landlord got up so early again", Mu Fei finished shouting Yuan Yi and found that Daoyuan's shoes were long gone.
People are gone again!
"It's nothing, think of something, let's go", Yuan Yi concealed the complexity in his heart.
At this moment, Daoyuan was sitting on the bus and bumping, and he knew that he was so guilty, so he flew over.
Dengzhou City, long-distance station, Zhang Hai has been waiting here for a long time, anxiously looking left and right, inspecting the bus from Qizhou.
Zhang Hai's eyes lit up, and he shouted excitedly at Daoyuan, who had just gotten out of the car, "Mr. Dao, here."
Zhang Hai was driving in front of him, talking about some of the situation of his family's old grave, and Daoyuan sat in the back in a daze.
What's the situation, the car is sleepy as soon as you sit on it.
In Zhangjia Village, Fengyu County, Dengzhou City, most of the apples in the national market come from here.
After listening to Zhang Hai's careful description, Daoyuan already had the answer in his heart, and he had to go to the scene to verify one or two.
After lunch, Zhang Hai led the way to the Xishan Orchard.
Dao Yuan has been going all the way, although he has not been involved in feng shui, but he feels that the qi here is very strange, which makes him think of depression, which is a situation that he rarely appears in the spirit world, and he doesn't know what will touch him in this worldly world.
Although this feeling disappeared in a flash, Dao Yuan didn't think it was his illusion, and he scattered his thoughts and couldn't find it, so he let it go for the time being.
"Hey, your ancestral tomb is very generous, implying gossip, fitting the ground, the qi rises and does not disperse, the water is not shallow, it is not designed by ordinary people, it is not like a cemetery, but it is like a place for gathering qi to cultivate."
When Daoyuan came to the ancestral tomb of the Zhang family, what he saw was not a soil steamed bun, but a miniature small manor.
"Let Mr. Dao smile, and also tell you that our ancestor was a Taoist boy who was a cultivator, and later returned to the vulgar because of some things. This tomb was built according to the will of the ancestors, saying that it was a long-cherished wish of his ancestors, and the ancestors have been tinkering for thousands of years. It used to be fine, and there was nothing wrong, but since this time, some family members have seen a figure shaking here, and no one has been found, and then they wonder if it is haunted! ”
Zhang Haiwei explained the situation of the cemetery for Daoyuan, and then said: "It's also fate, I went to Qizhou to talk about business that day, and I happened to meet your shop!"
Daoyuan smiled slightly, but didn't say anything, and looked at it, the grass and flowers on the periphery of the cemetery began to wither and turn a little yellow.
Dao Yuan probed with his divine thoughts, and there was a faint soul power in the dead leaves, like a ghost, and it was definitely not a lonely soul and a wild ghost.
Zhang Hai understood that cultivators had strange tempers, and he didn't dare to disturb him, for fear that one would accidentally provoke Daoyuan.
Daoyuan walked forward, one after another, in the outer courtyard of the cemetery, the season that should be full of vitality was pervasive, and the pines and cypresses, evergreen trees, flowers and plants had withered.
Zhang Hai saw Dao Yuan's gesture and hurriedly led him to the inner courtyard.
When Daoyuan came to the inner courtyard, his eyes lit up, and a small green tree next to the tombstone was particularly conspicuous, in stark contrast to the dead vegetation around him.
Zhang Haiguan looked at him from afar, and felt that he had some doubts, and took the initiative to say: "This tree, planted when the ancestors were in the tomb, has been thousands of years, it is like this all year round, and it does not grow, and people who don't know it will think it is a fake tree from a distance."
Seeing that Daoyuan was just staring at the little tree for a little thought, Zhang Hai didn't mean to interrupt him, and continued: "According to the history of the rejection of ancestors, this tree was given by his Taoist master when his ancestors were still vulgar, and it was an immortal plant. Before the ancestors died, they must be planted next to the tomb. It is said that the town tomb contains the soul, the feng shui rotates, the descendants are rich and safe, and the ancestors are reincarnated in the world. And every cloudy day every month, it is necessary to pick the morning dew and put it in midnight watering, if there is a break I am afraid of many disasters, feng shui collapse, and children and grandchildren will be extinct"!
Daoyuan smiled disdainfully after hearing this, and said, "There should be something else!"
Zhang Hai was very surprised when he heard this, and he struggled in his heart, sighed and said: "The ancestral history specially recorded a sentence, which seems to be a bit inconsistent, but it is not marked. No one is allowed to come to the cemetery on a cloudy or sunny day, as long as it is a full moon night and the moon is red."
Zhang Hai seemed a little nervous, swallowed and spat and continued: "I remember when I was a child, I was very rebellious, and I didn't believe in gods and monsters, what immortal family, I once ran secretly, and I saw this sapling glowing green all over my body from a distance, and there were green things gathering upwards, and then I didn't know how I went back, and no one dared to talk about it!"
After Zhang Hai finished speaking, he looked at Dao Yuan uncalmly.
Dao Yuan groaned after hearing this, and then said: "This is not an immortal plant, but a soul plant."
Dao Yuan thought about it, seemed to weigh something, and then said: "Okay, I'll give you a ban, you can't tell others what I said today, otherwise your soul will be scattered and you will never be reborn!"
After hearing this, Zhang Hai understood that cultivators had a lot of taboos, and if they wanted to solve the problem, they had to do what Daoyuan said, so he agreed: "Okay, then please ask Mr. Dao to speak up"!
Dao Yuan nodded in response, and pointed at the center of his eyebrows, Zhang Hai only felt a slight stinging pain in his head, and he didn't feel anything else, what he couldn't see was that his soul had been branded with a mark!
Without waiting for Zhang Hai to react, Dao Yuan said: "This little tree originates from the spirit world and grows in a forest full of spiritual energy and dense people. This tree is born psychic but not sentient, and can attract ghosts into the tree, assimilate ghosts into spirits to strengthen itself, and then attract more powerful ghosts for it to assimilate. ”
Daoyuan looked at the small tree next to the tombstone, and said to Zhang Hai: "So this tree is called a soul devouring tree by cultivators, not an immortal plant. There will always be a glimmer of life in everything, if the ghost can carry its assimilation, it can be transformed into a soul body, and there will be no restrictions as the ghost body, and it will in turn assimilate the soul devouring wood, absorb the soul that it sealed before, and cultivate and strengthen the soul body, so that it can become its own resting place. ”
"This kind of non-ghost does not return to the underworld and does not enter the reincarnation, it can pass through the two worlds of yin and yang, called Mu Kui, it can devour the ghost body, and it can also absorb the vitality of trees, flowers and plants to cultivate, and it may also suck the essence and blood of living beings to improve cultivation!"
Daoyuan thought for a while, "What you said about watering the morning dew, but you didn't need it, it seems that there is something else."
Dao Yuan always felt that the previous depression had something to do with this tomb, just one Mu Kui, he didn't think it could make him feel it!
At this time, Zhang Hai hurriedly asked: "Is there a solution?"
Dao Yuan said: "This Mu Kui is not in the body now, I think it is in the tomb, I can cast a spell to force it out, I am afraid that there is something in the tomb that I don't know, so the best way is to open the tomb and cast a spell"!
Hearing that the tomb was going to be opened, Zhang Hai began to be in a dilemma, this is not his own decision!
Zhang Hai asked a little reluctantly: "Is there no other way, Mr. Dao?"
Daoyuan said: "Yes, yes, but it's too troublesome, and it's not recommended to choose."
Zhang Hai could tell that Dao Yuan didn't want to use other methods, so he became entangled for a while.
Daoyuan can actually run Xuangong and enter the tomb to investigate, but he doesn't want to show too much in front of Zhang Hai, and he doesn't want to do anything.