01 Peerless
My name is Lin Zhuo, a native of Tianjin, from a yin and yang family, and I don't know feng shui.
My grandfather was known as Lin Wuye, and he was very famous in the Beijing and Tianjin generation when he was young. My father's name is Lin Huaide, although he is not as famous as my grandfather, he is also the best Mr. Yin and Yang in our hometown.
The ancestors of the Lin family are from Hubei, and it is the fifth generation that settled in Tianjin and came to me, four of which are Mr. Yin and Yang. My dad had a woman at the age of eighteen, got married at the age of thirty, and had me at the age of forty, I am the only seedling of the Lin family. Because of this, my dad didn't let me learn Feng Shui for fear that I would get into trouble. He said that no matter how good the feng shui master is, he is only a middle and ninth-rate, so it is better to study hard, and enter the career in the future, which is the right way.
My grandfather didn't see it that way.
When I can remember, my grandfather was in his seventies, and he still looked like he was in his sixties, and his body was stronger than my father's. Our family has two houses in the village, one is the old house where my grandfather lives, and the other is the new house where our family lives. Later, my grandfather said that he wanted his grandson to accompany him to relieve his boredom, so my father asked me to live with my grandfather until I was in high school.
The years I spent with my grandfather were the happiest for me, and I could ask as many sensitive questions as my father allowed me to ask. I went to school during the day, came back in the evening to cook, and after eating, we got into the bed and started listening to stories.
The stories that the old man told me were all-encompassing, what feng shui strange arrays, ghosts and elves, black words of the rivers and lakes, spells and fighting methods, in short, everything, I was fascinated by it. Grandpa was a legendary figure, his family was very wealthy when he was a child, and later the warlords fought, and the Lin family suffered a military disaster and their property was looted. After the family fell into the middle of the road, my grandfather walked out of the school and learned skills with my grandfather, not only inherited the mantle of my grandfather, but also came out of the blue.
"At that time, I chose a cemetery for the old Yang family, and they gave me three hundred oceans", the grandfather squinted his eyes and recalled in the smoke, "At that time, there were only more than 200 small buildings in Tianjin!" β
At this time, I would hold my grandfather's quilt foot, "Grandpa, then you can teach me, I want to learn too!" β
Then Grandpa would laugh, "You can't, it's not time yet, let's talk about it later." β
In the summer of my freshman year of high school, my grandfather passed away, and I don't shy away from saying that it was a violent death. I remember vividly what happened that day, because I stayed up all night.
That day, the grandfather went to the neighboring village to attend the wedding, and the marriage was the youngest grandson of his old buddy Zhu Erye. When he came back from the wine, he came straight to our school in town and took me home. He looked solemn all the way, and when I asked him nothing, I knew that something must have happened.
When I got home, he bolted the door, led me to the inner room, took out an oiled paper bag from a box, and said to me solemnly, "Grandson, don't you want to learn the skills of the old Lin family, they are all here." Your father won't let you touch this because he's afraid you'll cause trouble, he is a beloved son, but the roots of our Lao Lin family can't be broken, and the secret method of the ancestors can't be lost, so I'll give you this book. For the secret technique of the Lin family, your father has begged me for thirty years and complained to me for thirty years, but in the end, I still didn't give it to him, do you know why? β
I looked at my grandfather blankly, "I don't know." β
"This book is called "Wushuang Spectrum", and one person can learn it every two generations", grandpa stroked the oiled paper bag, "Your father learns and works hard, but his spirituality is not enough, and it is a waste to give him." Remember, this book has been passed on to you, but you cannot read it now, because your foundation is not yet secure. After ten years, your life has changed, and then you can learn it, with this family secret technique, it is enough for you to live a lifetime of fine clothes and food, and the lintel of the door. β
I took the oiled paper bag, "Grandpa, ten years from now, will you teach me?" β
The muscles on Grandpa's face twitched, "Grandpa can't wait that long, I took care of something that shouldn't be taken care of, it's all providence." In the future, you will have to take this book with you, wherever you go, but within ten years, you must not open it, understand? β
"Understood," I nodded.
Grandpa smiled, "Okay, go home, let your parents hurry up and eat, and come to me after eating." β
I put the book in my bag and went back to my house, and my grandfather kept sending me to the door and looked at me reluctantly. I seemed to feel that something was wrong at that time, but I thought to myself, what could be wrong with someone as powerful as grandpa?
Unexpectedly, it was the farewell of the old man and me. An hour later, my neighbor, Uncle Wang, hurriedly came to my house to report that my grandfather had been hit by a car.
When Grandpa died, the Zhu family also came, and Second Master Zhu knelt on the ground and cried to death, and it was useless for others to persuade him. He kept saying that my grandfather died for his family, and he was sorry for his brother. In the end, he didn't come up in one breath and died in my grandfather's shed.
Soon it spread all over the ten miles and eight villages, and they all said that Zhu Erye owed my grandfather more than 10,000 yuan for running errands, and Lin Wuye prevented the disaster for the Zhu family, and took away the life of Old Man Zhu when he came. I never knew what was going on, and my father wouldn't say anything, and every time he mentioned it, he would get angry and scold me. After a long time, this matter was slowly put down.
After my grandfather left, I had no intention of going to school, and my grades plummeted. I failed the college entrance examination twice, and the third time I finally stumbled into an ordinary university in the city. I followed my grandfather's instructions that no matter where I went all these years, I must have carried a bag on my back. Maybe it's a coincidence, I was hit by a car in my junior year of high school, rubbed by a car in my freshman year, and fell off the third floor after drinking too much in my junior year, but every time I was unscathed. I often think that maybe my life is alive until now because of the book in my bag and the blessing of my grandfather's spirit in heaven.
After graduating, I went to Beijing and changed six jobs in one year, and basically every company I went to had an accident. Finally, when I was about to despair, an old classmate introduced me to my current media company. He said that there is evil in the media circle, so there is no fear of evil people, on the contrary, the more peculiar people are, the better.
Whether he makes sense or not, at least I'm here to do it. The media circle is very similar to the feng shui circle, there is face, there is identity, but there is no guarantee, most people are three poorer and five richer, and I am no exception. After working here for two years, I became the deputy director of the department, and my life was not salty or light, and my life was okay.
Counting the time, this year is already the tenth year. I've been waiting for ten years, ten years of waiting, and when I can finally open the book, I don't have that idea.
"I'm sorry", I drank too much and burst into tears again.
"Sorry for whom?" Colleague Xiao Gao asked, "Brother Lin, I found out why you like to say sorry when you drink too much when you go to the bar?" Let's all buddies, do you need to be so polite? β
I glanced at him, "It's not for you." β
Everyone laughed and continued to drink and guess boxing.
I subconsciously looked at the bag in the corner, I was sorry for my grandfather, he pinned his hopes on me, and I completely became a layman.
I stood up and put my bag on my back, and Du Xiaoyu next to me grabbed me, "Brother Lin, where are you going?" β
"Go to the toilet."
"Do you want to vomit? I'll go with you! She stood up.
"Oops, Xiaoyu wants to accompany Brother Lin to the toilet!" A crowd of people shouted loudly.
Du Xiaoyu doesn't care, if he can't stand this kind of joke, he will mess up the media circle.
I gently brushed her hand away, "It's okay Xiaoyu, I didn't drink too much, you guys play first, and I'll come back after a while." β
We often come to this bar, and we can find the toilet with my eyes closed, but I don't drink too much, and I'm not in a hurry, but I'm upset, so I find an excuse to come here and smoke a cigarette, and calm down.
I came to the door of the toilet and a girl was vomiting at the sink, vomiting all over the drink, and flushing as she vomited. I ignored her, took out my cigarette and lit it, leaning to the side and smoking quietly.
After throwing up, the girl washed her face and turned her head to look at me, "What do you think I'm doing?" β
"You've had a lot of drinks, haven't you?"
"Three poured into one, can it be less?" The girl turned to the sink and said, "Hey, can you give me a cigarette?" β
I pulled out one and lit it for her, "With a friend?" β
"Not a friend, I just met two hours ago", she took a puff and puffed on the smoke ring elegantly, "What about you?" Yourself or with friends? β
"Colleague party", I looked at her, "My name is Lin Zhuo, what about you?" β
"Ye Huan", she said and glanced at my bag, "You have a book in that bag?" β
I looked down and said, "yes, I like to read." β
"No, you've never read that book in it", she took another sip, "It's right not to read it, the time hasn't come yet, and you can't afford to read it early." β
These words touched my heart at once, and I looked at her vigilantly, "How do you know you haven't seen it?" How do you know I can't afford it? β
"Of course I know," she said calmly, "that one of your ancestors died violently because he was doing something for a friend, right?" You've been having a hard time since he died, at least for ten years, haven't you? β
I pinched my cigarette, "Girl, you've drunk too much, I don't know what you're talking about." Sorry, I'll have to make it easier. β
"What's the matter, you can't hear the truth?" She lowered her head and took a few puffs of her cigarette, "I'm in TromsΓΈ over there, and I'll be looking for me in half an hour." β
I ignored her and went straight to the bathroom.
"Remember, TromsΓΈ!" She threw away the cigarette butt and staggered away.
When I returned to the room, my heart couldn't calm down for a long time, and my mind was full of the girl named Ye Huan. I know that she knows how to do math and is still a master, otherwise she would not have been able to see my situation. It was in a bar in Sanlitun, and we also had a drink, and it was perhaps a predestinent to meet in this situation. Although I have returned, my heart has been taken by the mysterious her to distant TromsΓΈ.
TromsΓΈ, the dream legend of Norway, known as the Gate of the North Pole, I vaguely feel that this mysterious girl seems to have something to do with what my grandfather said to me ten years ago. In the past ten years, my grandfather's sudden death, the secret technique of the Lin family in the oil paper bag, and my fragile and ill-fated personality have always been the three major mysteries that have plagued my heart. And now, when I was content to sink, a beautiful aurora of light, with the favor of the goddess Aurora, shone into my life, and turned into the beautiful short-haired girl outside the bathroom.
I came to the door of the box and pushed it open without hesitation. The three yellow-haired boys were pouring wine around the girl, I walked over and pushed them away, and pulled Ye Huan up, "I have something to say to you, come with me!" β