When my father chose this place to build a house, my grandfather disagreed. In terms of Feng Shui, this kind of place is more suitable for building a yin house than a yang house. In the words of grandpa, there is a mountain behind the left and right, and it is a good place to gather wealth and prosperity in feng shui, but there is a mountain on the opposite side of this mountain, and it is much higher than this chair, and the mountain is extremely steep, and it is cloudy and misty all year round.

Grandpa said, this is a mountain is higher than a mountain, from the gate of my house, not a horse Pingchuan, but to look up at the mountain, the mountain is dangerous, will crush my family, unless the family can produce capable people momentum than the opposite mountain dragon. Otherwise, you can only sit in a yin house here, and you can't become a yang house.

Naturally, his father ignored him, for he thought that there was plenty of sunlight here, the land was level, and if he built a house, he could even set aside two acres of land to grow food after a little rest. Surrounded by mountains on both sides, it is a separate courtyard, and it is quiet.

Grandpa couldn't resist his father and had to take a compass to help watch feng shui, where did his father pay attention to him, only caring about his own project. Grandpa said that there was no word on the central axis of the door of my house.

It is said that the grandfather pulled his father to see his compass at that time, and the father thought that these gods were talking about meaningless, and he was young and vigorous at that time, and he casually hit the grandfather's compass to the ground and missing a corner, which directly caused their father and son to completely turn their faces.

The compass is a tool for Taoist priests to read feng shui, which can be said to be the rice bowl of Taoist priests. Every master will pass on the most important mantle and secret to his beloved right-hand disciple protégé before he dies.

My family has been the Tao for generations, and there are no valuable things in the small school, but this compass has been handed down from the first generation of ancestors.

The master's teaching of the Dharma and the mantle of the disciple prove that he has handed over his life's hard work and expectations to the disciple, which is usually called handing over the job to the disciple in the Jianghu industry, hoping to continue to legacy.

If a Taoist apprentice, whether it is a famous teacher or a new apprentice, if he does not have the mantle of the master, he does not have the key technical and secret techniques inherited from the teacher, and usually does not have the qualifications for inheritance. The old Xia family, the previous ones were still full of incense, everyone stared at the compass, whoever has the compass can be the head of the Xia family, otherwise you will not be recognized for your good skills out of thin air, just like the head token in the novel.

And those Taoist priests who have not worshiped the mountain gate and have no teacher are called "scoop learning" in the Jianghu dialect of our Taoist gate, that is, Mr. who debuted halfway, or Mr. Self-taught Library.

This kind of gentleman who has not undergone a teacher's training can simply test some yang house feng shui, or yin tomb feng shui. But in doing Feng Shui, you have to be careful, because breaking Feng Shui is a completely different thing from doing Feng Shui. There can be a variety of methods for breaking feng shui, such as gossip, qimen, xinyi method and even witchcraft, etc., and to do feng shui, you must have excellent and complete feng shui skills, which is usually only inherited, in order to get the feng shui skills and secret techniques that control the fortune and misfortune of life and turn things around.

Especially in the yin and yang funeral feng shui, we should be especially careful, without excellent yin and yang feng shui skills, do not bury people at will, so as not to damage the blessings and damage others. The feng shui of the yin house kills people and harms people, and its disasters are tragic, ranging from extinction to casualties, which can appear in less than 100 days.

The reason why grandpa is trusted is not only because of his ability, but also because of his orthodox identity for several generations. That compass was unlike any other compass I would ever see.

As we all know, the compass consists of three parts: the heavenly pool, the inner disk, and the outer disk.

The so-called Tianchi is the compass, there is a pointed thimble in the center of the compass round box bottom print, there is a concave hole in the center of the bottom surface of the magnetic needle, and the magnetic needle is placed on the thimble. The direction of the compass with an arrow pointing south and the other end pointing north.

There is a red line painted on the bottom surface of the Tianchi, called the sea line, and there are two red dots on both sides of the north end, so that the north end of the magnetic needle coincides with the sea bottom line.

The inner disc is the disc that can be rotated immediately outside the compass. There are many concentric circles printed on the inner plate, and one circle is called a layer. Each layer is divided into different equal parts, some have more layer grids, some have fewer layer grids, the least is only divided into eight grids, and the most layers have 384 grids. Each grid is printed with a different character.

There are many types of compasses, some have more layers, some have less, the most has 52 layers, and the least has only 5 layers.

Each school of feng shui includes the main content of the school on the compass, and the various contents are engraved on different circles of the inner disk, so to speak, this thing is to condense all the essence of the entire school.

The inner layer of most of the compass is densely covered with circles, which usually means that the more circles the more powerful the compass, the deeper the sect skills it represents, and some people have only unlocked half of the compass with all their energy, and more are the traces left by those ancient predecessors.

Grandpa's compass is different in material first, it is not the common copper or jade, but a whole transparent glass-like thing, the size of a palm. Usually the least compass also has five layers, but this compass of Grandpa has only two layers, and the handwriting on it is also different from that of ordinary compasses, there are no those heavenly and terrestrial branches, only two "life" and "death".

The word can be rotated to the left or right at will, and a "click" will be heard at each position, and a combination will be formed between the first layer and the outer layer, with only eight results in total.

It was such a compass, and a notch the size of a thumbnail was dropped by my father as soon as he raised his hand. My grandfather regarded it as precious as life in his life, and it was crippled in his hands from generation to generation, so it is no wonder that he would turn against my father.

Probably because my father also understood the importance of this compass to my grandfather, and knew that he had made a mistake, so he finally reluctantly bowed his head and gave his grandfather a step, and finally the old man sighed and said: "Thousand catties door, four or two houses; There is no god in the door, there is no owner in the home, so you can do it yourself! ”

Finally, above the central axis of the gate, my father buried a copper coin, and a black line was played on the door frame with an ink fountain, which was the line that my grandfather used to frame with a compass, and it was an empty door to go out.

Therefore, the gate of my family's old house is not straight, but oblique. Grandpa finally helped my father this time, and deviated forty degrees more to the left, which is a bit, in Grandpa's words, don't think about who will help you, it's good if no one comes to harm you.

Since ancient times, the gate has been guarded by the door god, and our family's old house is without a door god, because there is no word, this is an empty door, gods and ghosts can enter, demons can come! What you see is whether the master's eight characters are hard enough, and whether the master's yang energy can control this house!

As for what happened to this house later, it didn't take many teenagers to come out.

When I was seven years old, I started to go to school, and at that time there was a school in Hongcun, but there was no Wulipu, and the children there had to walk seven or eight miles of mountain roads to Hongcun in the morning. The two villages are very small, and there are only about 30 students in the whole class, and it is not necessary to study for money in that year, and the ** anthology is read in the morning, and the arithmetic is learned in the afternoon.

The tables in the classroom are all made by the carpenters in the village themselves, one table for two people, and the one who is assigned to the table with me is a child from Wulipu, who is called "Cha Wenbin" by the teacher when he is named. He is about the same height as me, I heard from my classmates in Wulipu, he picked it up, and he was bullied by those children since he was a child, and I am a well-known naughty bag in Hongcun, and on the first day of school, he killed a classmate's original crumbling front teeth, so he was a little afraid of me at the beginning.

That morning, as usual, I went to school with my school bag on my back, and shortly after arriving at the classroom, Cha Wenbin poked me in the arm and said, "You have something to do today." ”

I wondered, why do I say that there is something wrong with me, what can I do?

He tilted his head and whispered in my ear: "You have to ask the teacher for leave to go home in a while, you have something at home, last night I dreamed that you were going to wear filial piety today." ”

At that time, I couldn't understand the word "Dai Xiao", so I asked him what Dai Xiao was. The two of us personally exchanged words and ears to attract the attention of the teacher, so I was sadly called up by the teacher and criticized by name: "You two don't pay attention in class, what are you doing with your babbling?" ”

I swore that I was very honest when I was young, so I immediately raised my hand and said, "Teacher, Cha Wenbin said that I want to wear filial piety today, what is 'wearing filial piety'?" ”

As soon as the teacher heard this, how could these two bear children discuss this kind of problem in class, as the flower of the republic, how can they not discuss how to be the successor of socialism, and study some feudal superstitions all day long?

"Cha Wenbin, stand up for me!"

"Teacher, I'm ......"

"You what you! Do you know what Dai Xiao is! Talk nonsense! ”

After hearing his criticism, most of the children in the class burst into laughter, and Cha Wenbin's little face turned red. Probably the laughter in the class stimulated the teacher, making him feel that the discipline of the classroom was destroyed because of the child named Cha Wenbin, so he rushed off the podium and carried him out of his seat like a little chicken, pulled him to the side of the podium and yelled at him: "Say, you tell everyone, what is Dai Xiao!" ”

He looked at me pitifully, tears rolling in his eyes, his hands kept rubbing the corners of his clothes, and the teacher was even more angry in the face of his silence, and began to shake Cha Wenbin's thin shoulders incessantly, and even picked up the whip and began to beat his ass. In the classroom, the children who watched the jokes were already in a mess, and finally, Cha Wenbin couldn't stand it anymore, and he said something that stunned all the little friends: "Teacher, I dreamed that Xia Yi's grandfather would die today, and his father would come to call him later, and he still held a white linen cloth in his hand and told him to wear it, saying that he should wear filial piety ......"

This answer obviously drove the teacher crazy, and the whip in his hand was waved even more fiercely, and at that moment, the door of the classroom was hurriedly pushed open, and all eyes were immediately attracted to the man who had entered.

My father, holding a white cloth in his hand, greeted the teacher and said, "Teacher Zhang, I am Xiaoyi's father, his grandfather passed away just now, I came to pick him up and take him home......"