47. Look for the pulse
"It's too late today, Uncle Thirteen should already be resting, and we'll go to visit his old man tomorrow." So you can let go of the drink and get up at 10 o'clock tomorrow. After sitting down, Feng Tianbao said to Chen Fengyun.
"Okay, I'll listen to Uncle Feng. ”
Chen Fengyun has learned to drink with Geng Chunming and Xu Dalin during the YN period, and he drinks liquor, I don't know if it is because of his good physique, or because the aura in the meridians is running and dissolving, in short, he is a dry cup of wine, and he never pushes the cup.
As the saying goes, wine depends on character.
Although Chen Fengyun ate and drank with Feng Tianbao, Ye Mingfu and others for the first time, his boldness touched these men, whether it was following Feng Tianbao, or Ye Mingfu's father and son and his subordinates, all of them fought with him for a few rounds.
Chen Fengyun himself estimated that after a meal, he had at least two bottles of century-old cellars, but nothing happened, and basically the alcohol was dissolved when it entered his body.
"Little brother, you are this. Even the martial arts masters such as Feng Tianbao and Ye Mingfu shakily stretched out their thumbs to him in the end.
"Brother, let's keep drinking. Ye Linchuan didn't care about anything else, pulling the elder brother of Chen Fengyun and shouting shortly.
"Master Chen, good amount of wine. The others next to him fell to the ground and admired Chen Fengyun one after another.
Back in the room, Chen Fengyun didn't need to sleep at all, he put down the Spirit Gathering Array Banner and began to meditate and practice to replace sleeping, and Chen Fengyun found that the aura of heaven and earth around the West Lake seemed to be a little more than that of Rongcheng's home, and after laying down the Spirit Gathering Array Flag, he quickly gathered some spiritual energy.
"No wonder Uncle Thirteen wants to live in seclusion next to the West Lake, it seems that he found that there is a faint aura around here, even if it can't be used for cultivation, but long-term residence is also good for the body. ”
There was nothing to do all night, and early the next morning, Chen Fengyun left the room, and at this time, the group of people who drank with him last night were still sleeping, and he asked the path a little and began to run around the West Lake.
The West Lake is a famous place, not to mention how many literati and ink writers have been attracted by the scenery of the West Lake since ancient times, not to mention the Su Causeway, the Willow Causeway and the famous works left by the literati of the past dynasties, just the legend of the White Lady and Xu Xian, which makes the West Lake a resort in the minds of all tourists.
After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is not the same as the four seasons. The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red.
When Chen Fengyun came to West Lake, it was the end of June, and when he got up early in the morning, he saw a full of blue colors, like a sea of green, which made people feel refreshed and happy.
When the sun shines from afar, among the green lotus leaves, the lotus flowers that are either budding or fully blooming reflect the light, exuding a faint halo, which is dazzling.
There are also gusts of breeze blowing on the face, bringing wisps of quiet fragrance, with the breath of dew, with the freshness of lotus leaves, and with the fragrance of lotus flowers, giving people a beautiful feeling.
Chen Fengyun started running with the first ray of sunshine, and he found that there were a lot of people who came to run and exercise by the West Lake in the early morning, some were nearby residents, and some were tourists from other places, but in such an early morning, everyone met on the red road by the lake, and they all looked at each other and smiled, which made people's hearts more and more calm.
"Little brother, I'm really convinced of you. Chen Fengyun came back after running by the West Lake for an hour, Feng Tianbao was already struggling to get up, after all, he was a master of practicing dark energy, and he could dissolve some of the alcohol, so he still got up, but I heard that Chen Fengyun had been running for an hour, and I had to admire him.
"Uncle Feng, I'm only eighteen years old, and you're over forty. If you're eighteen years old, I'm sure you'll be fine. Chen Fengyun said with a smile.
"Then let's go drink some porridge, I really drank a lot last night, and drink some porridge in the morning to nourish my stomach. Feng Tianbao pulled Chen Fengyun to sit in the courtyard of the manor, drinking porridge while enjoying the beautiful scenery of the West Lake in the distance.
"Uncle Feng, can you tell me about your inheritance? I have also read some novels before, such as "Notes on Tomb Robbery", "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" and the like, as well as the movies "Looking for the Dragon" and "Nine-Story Demon Tower", which tell the story of robbery, and I have always been very interested. ”
After breakfast, someone came over to make morning tea, the two chatted, Chen Fengyun was very interested in the inheritance of tomb robbery in the southern school, of course, he didn't want to become this industry, but in the future, he was a college student majoring in archaeology, so it would be good to know more about it.
"Our lineage is actually not in the line of thieves in ancient times. I heard the thirteenth uncle say that in the records of the ancestors, our vein was originally called the qi vein master, and we practiced the technique of looking for qi and finding the pulse, which could help the emperor to find the dragon vein and feng shui treasure.
For example, Xu Fu in the Qin Dynasty, Zhang Liang and Fan Zeng in the Han Dynasty, Yuan Tiangang in the Tang Dynasty, etc., are all the ancestors of our lineage, but after the great changes in heaven and earth, the real Qi Pulse Master has been difficult to cultivate, and then gradually evolved into different professions. Feng Tianbao said with a sigh.
"That Thirteenth Uncle is an old man who is a Qi Refiner, I wonder if his old man has learned the Qi Pulse Seeking Technique?" Although Feng Tianbao said it very mysteriously, Chen Fengyun believed his words a little.
Chen Fengyun still remembers that in the middle school Chinese textbook, there is a passage in Sima Qian's "Hongmen Banquet":
Fan Zeng said that Xiang Yu said: "When Pei Gong lived in SD, he was greedy for money and goods, and he was so beautiful. Now entering the customs, there is nothing to take from the property, and the women have nothing to do, and their ambition is not small. I am hopeful, all of them are dragons and tigers, and they are all five colors, and this genius is also angry. Don't miss it!"
Since Sima Qian recorded the theory of Wangqi in the history books, it is obvious that there was indeed a Wangqi Pulse Seeker in ancient times, so Feng Tianbao's words also have some credibility.
Moreover, even in modern society, there are also feng shui masters, who are proficient in looking at feng shui, finding crypts and the like, and it is estimated that these people should also be shunted from the ancient Wangqi pulse seeker lineage.
"Uncle Thirteen, his old man has indeed learned more from the inheritance, and many of his methods are beyond our use, so I guess he should learn some, but it is far from the level of the ancient ancestors in the inheritance records. ”
After listening to Feng Tianbao's words, Chen Fengyun was immediately quite interested in the Wangqi Pulse Seeking Technique, but this was someone's inheritance, and he was not very easy to ask, so he had to wait until he met the thirteenth uncle to see if there was a chance to see their inheritance.
"Let's go, Uncle Thirteen should have finished his cultivation by now, let's go over and visit his old man's house. Around ten o'clock, Feng Tianbao stood up and said.
Immediately, Ye Mingfu and Ye Linchuan father and son also came out, the latter also rubbed his eyebrows, last night he had been pulling Chen Fengyun to drink a lot of cups in the end, but he almost couldn't get up, just now it was his son who kicked the door and called him up.