Chapter 8: The Legend of the White Shrimp (I)
According to legend, this white shrimp first came out of the cemetery of an official eunuch's family, in the early days of the Republic of China, the situation was turbulent, when the leader of the Northern Expeditionary Army Zhang Zhiyuan was defeated and forced to evacuate Beijing, before leaving, he in order to prevent the enemy from crushing his ancestors and scattering ashes, in desperation, had to invite Gu Xiyuan, a famous feng shui master in the capital at that time, overnight.
This Gu Xiyuan was originally a feng shui gentleman of the Liangjiang governor's family in the late Qing Dynasty, and he specially looked at feng shui for their family, especially the choice of the cemetery relied on him.
An occasional hot opportunity, Zhang Zhiyuan saw this person, he felt that this person had some ability, so he took him back to his general's mansion, tried a few times and was really a master, Zhang Zhiyuan was very convinced of feng shui, this time he met Gu Xiyuan as if he had a baby, every day to eat and drink for him, but also for him to marry a wife and have children, buy land and land, but unfortunately the good times did not last long, three years later the southern army went north, the war situation was out of control, Zhang Zhiyuan was finally defeated.
On the night when he was about to abscond, he took his cronies and Gu Xiyuan to his family's ancestral grave, their Zhang family's ancestral home is not Beijing, so this so-called ancestral tomb is actually the grave of his grandfather, father, and wife.
Originally, the night sky was full of stars, the wind was quiet and clear, it was a good time to open the coffin and move the grave, and everything was going well, but when the guards began to break ground on Zhang Zhiyuan's grandfather's grave according to the method Gu Xiyuan said, suddenly there was a thunderclap in the sky.
Lightning burst into the air, illuminating everything around the graveyard, and between the lightning and flint, the intact grave bag suddenly cracked. Not only that, but there were also repeated white smoke coming out of the cracks.
The guards screamed in fright. Fortunately, this place is uninhabited for a hundred miles, otherwise these shouts would have alarmed everyone.
"Shout something." Zhang Zhiyuan was also afraid. But he was a general, so he also pretended to be calm, fired a shot into the sky, and the scene immediately fell silent.
Gu Xiyuan stood aside with his hands down, he had never been in this situation before, but he was well-informed, and he had poured some Han tombs in the past to make a living, and all the things he got were sold on the black market as ordinary objects for money to eat.
Therefore, he naturally heard of this kind of vision that appeared in the tomb.
Zhang Zhiyuan walked up to Gu Xiyuan in a little panic. Cautiously looking at his grandfather's grave, the large cracked hole in the grave bag looked particularly strange under the light of the flashlight and the light of the torch.
"Master, look at thisβ"
Gu Xiyuan closed his eyes and repeatedly bearded, and said slowly: "It's okay, it may be that Old Lady Zhang is unwilling to go, you kneel in front of the grave, burn incense, if the smoke is vertical, you can continue to break ground, if it is parallel." Then you must stop immediately, and you must not break this feng shui.
Zhang Zhiyuan was born with a gun, and although he kills people without blinking, he is extremely filial to the elderly. Hearing Gu Xiyuan say this, he immediately made people burn incense, and he knelt in front of Old Lady Zhang's tombstone. After burning the incense, the smoke goes straight up. This means that ground can be broken.
The guards began to dig up the sealed soil little by little according to Gu Xiyuan's instructions, while Zhang Zhiyuan knelt in front of the tombstone from beginning to end.
The coffin was carried out. To the shock of everyone present, although this coffin has been buried for more than 20 years, it is still intact, although the coffin of this golden silk nanmu is not easy to rot, but in the past 20 years, it is impossible to have no traces at all, Gu Xiyuan looked around the coffin, and suddenly his face changed, and said: "General, this coffin can't be opened." β
Zhang Zhiyuan was puzzled and asked, "Why?" β
Gu Xiyuan took out a few runes from his arms and pasted them on the side of the coffin, and then said: "I'm afraid that the corpse has changed in this coffin, if we rashly switch it on, it will definitely cause a big disaster, in my opinion, let's burn it on the spot." β
Although Zhang Zhiyuan respects Gu Xiyuan very much, he is also a great filial son, and he originally thought of this method as a last resort for fear of revenge on himself for digging graves and digging graves by his rivals, but now this Gu Xiyuan actually let him burn him with a coffin, which feels that it crushed Zhang Zhiyuan's bottom line.
The muzzle of the gun was aimed at Gu Xiyuan's chest, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will send you down to accompany my grandfather." β
Gu Xiyuan's face was calm, and he said slowly: "General, listen to what I say, if I finish speaking, you still don't believe it, and if you want to kill or chop it, it's up to the general to deal with it." β
Zhang Zhiyuan actually has doubts in his heart, although he is a member of the military world and has never read any books since he was a child, but he is convinced of the ghosts and spirits, and the thunder just now was draped on the grave, it is definitely not a coincidence.
But although he thought so in his heart, he also had to take care of his face, and Gu Xiyuan didn't know Zhang Zhiyuan's mentality, so he didn't feel at ease at all, but he had already said it, and he had to finish saying it.
Dusting off the soil on his body, he then said: "Generally speaking, this feng shui treasure land can protect the body from decay for a hundred years, and it can also benefit future generations, but the feng shui treasure land is extremely difficult to find, for thousands of years, how many feng shui treasure lands have become emperors' mausoleums, but there are also some scattered among the people, as long as you hire a good feng shui master, you can find it if you are lucky." β
"But the feng shui treasure land is very good after all, most of them are ordinary, but it's nothing, the key is not to find some fierce places, with all due respect, the place where Mrs. Zhang is buried is the source of the evil in the fierce land."
Zhang Zhiyuan's hands trembled a little, because this sentence was also told to him a few years ago, but he was young and vigorous at that time, and he didn't believe in these feng shui sayings at all, but after a few years, half of the country he worked hard to fight was gone, not counting, in the few years he led the troops everywhere, his three wives died one after another, and two of his three sons also died, and the remaining one was still in infancy, and the son's biological mother also died in childbirth.
It can really be regarded as a broken family, but Zhang Zhiyuan still didn't associate this series of bad luck with this cemetery, and it wasn't until Gu Xiyuan said these words just now that he suddenly woke up.
Gu Xiyuan continued: "According to the situation just now, Old Man Zhang should not be the only one in the coffin, this thing is hiding in the old man's coffin to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, combined with the ferocious aura of this cemetery, everything is ready now, as long as we open the coffin, it is equivalent to helping him." β
Zhang Zhiyuan asked, "So, what is this thing?" β
Gu Xiyuan shook his head and said, "I don't know about this, but I still advise the general to burn it before dawn to prevent future troubles." β
Zhang Zhiyuan was still hesitating, but he knew in his heart that what Gu Xiyuan said was not a lie, and he himself was present when the thunder split the grave, the so-called seeing is believing, plus it was only three hours before dawn, and there were constant cannons and explosions by the city gate, which meant that the southern army had begun to attack the city.
Gu Xiyuan frowned, looking at the sky from time to time.
Zhang Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment, his eyes skimmed over the family members behind him, and his eyes finally fell on his son, fired a shot into the sky, and shouted: "Ignition." β
The guards were stunned for a moment, but only for a few seconds, and then began to throw torches at the old man's coffin.
There were screams from the raging fire, and white light flashed continuously.
The thunder rumbled, the wind was raging, and Gu Xiyuan saw that the fire was about to be blown out, so he immediately ordered fuel oil, a barrel of gasoline to go down, and the raging fire could no longer be stopped.
The crackling sound in the fire is terrifying to listen to. (To be continued.) )