According to Section Chief Feng, he is an out-and-out archaeological controller.

He grew up in a village at the foot of a mountain, where the terrain was relatively high, and the soil quality was not good, there was too much sand and gravel, irrigation was difficult, and it was not conducive to cultivation, and most of it was wasteland.

The most around the village are large and large stone monuments, most of which have been smashed, which is still the "credit" left over from the "four olds" decades ago.

For as long as Section Chief Feng can remember, he and his friends have been playing around on the stone tablet, or they will play hide and seek around the stone tablet.

Of course, there are often white bones scattered around the stele, and sometimes snow-white skulls can be seen.

These are very old ownerless graves. The third master told him that when he broke the four olds, he would not only smash the stone monument of feudalism, but also expose the remains of feudalism to the public.

"In fact, the common people don't have such a strong consciousness, they are more fishing in troubled waters, digging a few big graves, and living by the way - at that time, everyone was poor, and a big fetal bottle in the spring of the jade pot can be exchanged for a dozen cornmeal tortillas."

The third master is a learned person in the village, he is very short-sighted, and he has to stick everything on his face. I heard that he used to have a pair of myopic mirrors, but in his early years, when he was fighting Lao Jiu, his glasses were smashed by the young generals, and he also smashed his two front teeth with his piggyback.

He grew up alone, living alone in two tiled houses at the entrance of the village. He had no wives and no children. Section Chief Feng's father is his nephew, who is usually responsible for taking care of his life.

When Section Chief Feng was young, the third master changed from a stinky old nine to one of the most respected people. There are often cars driving into the village, and then out of the car are particularly arrogant city people, who bow and shake hands with the shriveled and thin third master, and keep shouting "master" in their mouths.

The people in the village are not called "masters", they call the third master "old fairy".

Section Chief Feng asked the third master, who are those descendants who smashed your front teeth in the first place, and are they also the ones who call you an old immortal?

The third master just smiled, and he told Section Chief Feng that the name of the person who smashed his front teeth was "Shishi".

"What kind of people are the times, men and women, how old are they, and which village?" Xiao Feng asked.

The third master didn't speak, he just stroked his beard and laughed.

In addition to the third master, Section Chief Feng was the second person in the village to get on a car. Because every time someone asks the third master to "go out of the mountain to find the dragon", he will bring this "little follower".

"My nephew is also a closed disciple, let's see if he has understanding." The third master explained like this every time, and then those dignitaries would also respect Xiao Feng.

But Section Chief Feng probably didn't have the understanding, and the third master didn't confiscate him as a disciple at all, and he didn't teach him anything.

Although the third master doesn't teach things, he has been with him all the year round, and when he has been exposed to it, Xiao Feng has also learned a lot. He sometimes has itchy skills and wants to try some treasure holes. But whenever this happens, the third master will stop him.

"Looking for dragons and fortune-telling." The third master said to him, "You see, I am a lonely old man, I have no worries, and I am not afraid of leaking the secret of heaven and moving my family. You are a descendant of the Feng family, you can't be like me. ”

The third master died at the age of eighty-eight, and until his death, he lived alone in those two tiled houses. There were many people who offered to take him to the city to enjoy happiness, or help him rebuild his house, but the third master refused.

"Heaven and earth are long, and it is enough to settle down. I'm just such a three-inch old man, living in a four-inch tall house, and living in an inch rich. ”

He died without a hitch, and the night before he died, he was still on crutches and went out for a walk in the sun.

But that afternoon, he made a special trip to his nephew's house.

"There is a dark niche on the threshold of my inner room, where all these years of savings have been made." He chatted with his niece and daughter-in-law as if nothing had happened.

Section Chief Feng was in junior high school at that time, and they got out of school at half past four, and usually rode home at five o'clock. But that day, a few classmates met to play, so they didn't go home until seven o'clock.

According to his mother, the third master stayed at his house until about six o'clock, and finally he stood up, bent his waist, and put five books wrapped in blue coarse cloth on the kang.

"I didn't have a chance for this trip, so I'll leave a few books for my nephew and grandson, and I'll go home first."

Section Chief Feng's mother didn't take it seriously at the time. When Xiao Feng came back, he opened the blue cloth pocket and found that they were three thread-bound books, all of which were copied in traditional Chinese with vertical hands.

"Your third master has been sitting all afternoon, and he has been talking about you, I guess I miss you. Come home early from school tomorrow and go see him. Mother advised.

But when he came back the next afternoon, Xiao Feng saw a room full of white flowers and filial piety clothes.

"Your third master is gone." Mother said with tears in her eyes.

The five books that the third master gave to Xiao Feng not only have the secrets of Kanyu magic, but also his own years of practical experience. He doesn't want his descendants to learn Feng Shui, but he probably can't bear to lose his craft.

Who would have thought that Section Chief Feng's earliest archaeological enlightenment would be the experience of five books that have nothing to do with science.

Feng Shui is a thing that basically runs through the entire history of China. In the "Book of Shang", in order to build the Zhou Dynasty, the Zhou Dynasty sent Zhaogong to the East to "live in the house".

The emperors and generals of the past dynasties, whether it is to build the capital, camp the palace, or repair the cemetery, all choose the location according to a certain theoretical system. Therefore, from a certain point of view, mastering Feng Shui can find out a thread in historical development.

Of the five books left by the third master, one of them is called "Didian". There was a record in this book "Historical Records", but I heard the third master say that this is the only one that has been handed down.

The art of feng shui, the recognized ancestor is Guo Pu in the early years of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Guo Pu was given a book called "The Qing Capsule Sutra", which is very short and expounds the basic worldview of Feng Shui.

Based on this book, Guo Pu wrote the Book of Burials, which is the first collection of Feng Shui.

The book of "Didian" was written in the late Western Han Dynasty, and it was more about the methodology of Kanyu at that time, talking about the original ways and means of searching for dragon points, and "Didian" has some theories, which are not available in Feng Shui derived from the Tang and Song dynasties.

For example, the "Dictionary of the Earth" records some so-called "strange houses", that is, "strange holes" in feng shui.

These acupuncture points are unusual, and ordinary feng shui masters in later generations can easily think of them as "dead points", "poor points", and "evil places", but in the eyes of wise people, they are the best treasures that are difficult to find.

Section Chief Feng still remembers that there is a kind of strange house called "Lizhu House", which has a few formulas -

"Entrusting the snake is for the body. The camp is new, and it is for the horns. There is a beard, and it is the head. Tufu is also for the pearl. The surrounding is clear and yin, which is for the abyss. Inside the burial beads, don't be afraid of the hidden dragon. Stretching for centuries, it is frequent. ”

After talking about what he had experienced, Section Chief Feng recited the song, then pointed to the back mountain, and then pointed to the feet, and said to everyone: "The place of Niangniang Temple is the legendary Li Jewel Cave!" ”