The wind has a wind sign, and the water has a water sign.

Being able to observe the signs of Feng Shui, and then use this to calculate the air current, whether it is majestic or not, these are basically the necessary skills of a Feng Shui master.

If there is a feng shui gentleman who can't even understand these basic things, then he can completely take off the sign and find another way to live.

I don't know much about Feng Shui, but I can still see whether the air flow is majestic or not.

In fact, any experienced gentleman can see it.

Take this barren mountain and wilderness as an example.

Find a place, turn the soil surface over, observe the roots of the weeds, if the roots of the weeds are moist but clean, and smell only a simple earthy smell, and there is no black mucus to be seen, then the place is yin is better than yang, and the anger is above the standard.

If you can see some black slime and the tips of the grass are showing signs of wilting, then the vitality of this place is lower than normal.

The vitality in this world is limited, not infinite, so many actions that attract anger to improve feng shui can be said to be going against the sky.

If this technique is used, it will be a loss of happiness and longevity, and a violent death at worst.

Of course, there are only a handful of Feng Shui masters who have dared to do this since ancient times, after all, no matter how much anger you have aroused, no other Feng Shui miracle will work.

To a certain extent, the amount of anger does not have much effect on people, but when this anger reaches a certain point, it only appears in legends.

"My master once said that in the most majestic place, a single weed can give birth to human flesh and bones." When Uncle Fat told us about the knowledge of anger, his expression was full of emotion: "But this kind of place cannot appear in the world, from ancient times to the present, there is no place that meets this point, even the legendary Immortal Mountain." ”

"Uncle, do you see how angry this mountain is?" I asked in a low voice.

The fat uncle smiled and said, "No more, no less, it's very balanced." ”

"Holy shit, that's so ordinary," I sighed, "Looks like we didn't find any clues this time." ”

Uncle Fat smiled and didn't speak, followed behind Mr. Zhang, and continued to walk with me to the depths of Nandou Mountain.

I have to say, the mountain road of this mountain is still very easy to walk, just looking at the part of the road we walked, basically did not encounter thorns and gravel all over the ground.

There are sparse woods on both sides of the mountain road, and as soon as the wind blows, you can hear the sound of the swishing sound, and the inexplicable sense of silence makes us all feel an indescribable sense of relief.

Originally, the weather here was still very hot, but at this time, we really didn't feel hot, and we didn't have that cold feeling in the mountains, anyway, it was very comfortable.

After walking along the mountain road for a while, the fat uncle asked us to stop and take out the compass to look at it.

"This place is a point where the yin and yang of Nandou Mountain intersect, and the results measured here should be the most accurate." The fat uncle said without raising his head, looking at the compass for a while, and then raising his head to look at the sky.

After a few minutes, the fat uncle put away the compass, handed it to me, and then walked to the side and lifted a large gray-brown stone.

"Uncle, what are you looking for?" I leaned over and looked curiously.

The dirt underneath the stone was a little wet, and many bugs were lying there, but as soon as the stone was removed and the bottom saw light, the bugs began to scatter and flee.

The fat uncle looked at the insects silently for a while, didn't say anything, and slowly put the stone down.

"I'm done, let's go back." The fat uncle said, patting the dirt on his hands, and the expression on his face was a little puzzled: "It's not as simple as we seem." ”

"What do you mean?" I was stunned.

"I'll talk about it later." The fat uncle sighed.

Seriously, the blind bosses really have a feeling of coming out for a spring outing.

When we returned to the old house, Shen Han and Hai Dongqing were sitting on the chairs without saying a word, supporting their chins with both hands, and their eyes were wide open, looking at the bubbling pot in the middle.

The blind boss, the little Buddha and the sunspot, they were smoking cigarettes, squatting on the side and chatting, chatting while opening the bag in their hands and taking out the packaged vegetables inside.

"Brother, have you cooked this soup?" Shen Han looked at the pot intently and asked.

"I don't know." Hai Dongqing, like Shen Han, didn't move his eyes when he looked at the pot, and said thoughtfully: "But I think it should be almost cooked, why don't we both taste it?" ”

"Isn't that right?" Shen Han asked Hai Dongqing in a low voice: "Will it be said?" ”

"How old are you, why are you still afraid of what others say?" Hai Dongqing glared at Shen Han with hatred, and secretly picked up the soup spoon, and then

"What are you doing!"

Hai Dongqing originally looked quite calm, but he was so frightened by the fat uncle's cold roar that he almost didn't pee his pants.

I saw that his right hand trembled, and the soup spoon fell into the pot in an instant, and his face turned black directly.

"Oops! Birdman! You're a thing that doesn't do enough to do and more to lose! When the little Buddha saw this scene, he immediately began to verbally attack Hai Dongqing, and his words were all fanning the flames: "Blind! Birdman, this grandson, dropped the spoon in the pot! How are we going to clean him up!? ”

The blind boss sighed and didn't speak, got up and walked over, and took out the soup spoon with chopsticks.

"Get used to it." The blind boss said helplessly: "His virtue is the same as Xiaohan, damn, he is greedy, he must have been a foodie in his last life."

Hearing this, Shen Han's face turned red, and he was embarrassed to speak.

"Wood, let's cook something and eat, I'm hungry" Hai Dongqing whispered to the blind boss, his expression was as pitiful as he was, as if we were deliberately hungry for him.

"Okay, can't you cook it for you" The blind boss sighed and said, looking at him like a kindergarten principal, while beckoning the sunspot to come over to cook, he asked the fat uncle: "What's the matter, uncle, what's the situation on the mountain?" ”

The fat uncle threw his luggage on the table on the side, patted his pants, and found a chair to sit down.

"This mountain looks very ordinary, but I can guarantee it" The fat uncle smiled, with a slight hint of excitement in his eyes: "From ancient times to the present, this mountain is unique!" ”

As soon as I heard Uncle Fat say this, the most excited person should be Mr. Zhang.

"Mr. Kim! Can you elaborate on that?! Mr. Zhang's face was full of desire for knowledge, and he stared intently at the fat uncle: "I have been observing this mountain for many years, except for the fact that there are no ghosts and spirits, I really don't see anything special." ”

"You said that the yin and yang qi and anger in this mountain are normal, and most of them are in a state of balance, but you don't understand that this balance is a little wrong." The fat uncle smiled bitterly: "Usually when we talk about the balance of yin and yang, we don't mean that yin and yang are completely equal, you should also know this." ”

Mr. Zhang nodded busily and humbly listened to Uncle Fat's explanation.

"But today I went to see it, and I carefully examined it seven or eight times from beginning to end." Uncle Fat said: "The yin and yang qi in this mountain are indeed balanced, and they are equal, which I really haven't heard of!" ”

"So that's the case" Mr. Zhang looked at the fat uncle in a daze: "I really haven't studied this point"

"And angry." The fat uncle said word by word: "The vitality in this mountain is simply balanced to a strange point, and on the balance line drawn by the ancestor master, the vitality in this mountain is not more than a point, and it is not less than a point." ”

In the process of Uncle Fat's explanation, the blind boss didn't speak all the time, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, he asked the fat uncle.

"Where's the earth?" The blind boss asked: "What is the strength and direction of the earth's qi?" ”

"The earth's qi, like qi, remains on the balance line, from east to west, then converges in the south, and then detours north from the mountain path in the south to flow into the rest of the 100,000 mountains." Uncle Fat said.

As soon as the words fell, the fat uncle smiled bitterly: "If it weren't for my specialization in this one, I'm afraid I wouldn't have noticed this subtle gap, this kind of balanced qi is really difficult to observe."

"Uncle, do you remember the story that Old Man Zuo told us?" The blind boss asked suddenly.

The fat uncle shook his head for a moment.

"That story doesn't matter, but the location in that story does." The blind boss smiled: "It is also a place where the balance of yin and yang is weird, it seems to be a tomb, where the yin and yang spells do not work at all"

"The formation is not good, the spell scatters the spirit, whether it is a Buddhist or a Taoist, even if it is a vein of witchcraft, in that kind of place, no magic can be used at all."

As he spoke, the blind boss turned his head to look at Mr. Zhang and asked him, "Have you ever been in the mountains?" ”

Mr. Zhang thought for a while, shook his head, and said, no.

"Looks like we're in trouble." The blind boss smiled bitterly: "It's still a terrible trouble." ”