In the twilight.

Mu Zhengyang left the hospital and stepped on the top of Iron Mountain again.

Damen Temple is the spiritual center of the iron mountain golden toad and the moon feng shui pattern, but the earth qi is still in a state of disorder.

Mu Zhengyang descended the mountain from the path and knocked on the red gate of Damen Temple.

The plaque of 'Daimon Temple' hanging on the top of the gate was carved by his own hand.

With the heavy sound of the door opening, the door was pulled open a few dozen centimeters away.

"Mr. Mu, you're here!"

Mingle stretched out a round face from behind the door, his eyes cracked and smiled.

"I'm here to disturb again!", Mu Zhengyang smiled.

"Mr. Mu, the last time you wrote on the wooden board through a piece of paper, the ink was able to penetrate into the wooden board, and the other brothers in the temple still want to see your style!"

"Mingle, you are really good at talking, no wonder Master Yuantong asked you to be in charge of the reception!"

"The monks don't speak, what the little monk says is the truth!", Mingle folded his hands and said seriously.

"Hehe, I'm kidding you!

"The master is chanting in the meditation room!"

"Are you chanting the scriptures again?Master Yuantong, has it always been like this?"

Mu Zhengyang felt strange in his heart, it seemed that the Yuantong monk had hardly left the meditation room at night.

"It's only the last month!", Mingle had some scruples, and said, "Mr. Mu, I'll take you to the room where you stayed last time! Tomorrow morning, it is estimated that my master will hear that you are coming, and he will be so happy that he will come to you immediately!"

"Yes!"

Mu Zhengyang nodded.

The two entered the backyard of the temple, which was empty, but the lights in each of the monastic houses were on, but no one was outside.

Mu Zhengyang always felt that the atmosphere was a little weird.

Mingle took Mu Zhengyang to the guest room, and before closing the door, like last time, he admonished, "Mr. Mu, if there is nothing to do at night, don't go out!"

"Oh, there's a man-eating monster in the yard?"

When Mu Zhengyang came last time, the Yuantong monk also said this to him, and asked with a little curiosity in his heart.

"Of course not, it's just that the temperature is low at night, and the temperature difference between inside and outside the house is large, so it's easy to catch a cold!", Mingle smiled and exited the room.

It's still early.

Mu Zhengyang simply meditated on the bed and meditated on his body, but his ancient well-like state of mind had a trace of ripples, and his complicated mind had never entered a state of concentration.

"Forget it, let's read!"

Mu Zhengyan reluctantly gave up the idea of cultivating the inner qi chapter of the Jindan volume of "Hug Puzi", and walked back and forth in the room to read by the moonlight shining in the room.

"The lady will insult herself, and then the people will insult her, the house will destroy herself, and the posterity will destroy it, and the country will destroy itself, and the posterity will destroy it." "Taijia" says: "Heaven is evil, it is still violated, and oneself is evil, and you cannot live", which is also ......"

Mu Zhengyang didn't run "Qiankun Haoran Qi Cultivation Technique", he just simply read the book, and after reading it a few times, his mood gradually calmed down.

Midnight.

Dark clouds obscured the moon.

Mu Zhengyang lay on the bed and fell asleep not long after.

There was boundless darkness in front of him, and in the darkness was a tall, pitch-black figure, holding a steel knife in his hand, but without a head.

While shouting, 'This king is unwilling!', he slashed aimlessly.

"Did you cut off the king's head?"

The tall figure of the black qi seemed to have discovered Mu Zhengyang, and asked with a look of resentment.

Mu Zhengyang seemed to be locked by some kind of terrifying existence, and his whole body was cold and woke up from the dream.

"I actually had the same dream again! This person is the king of Chuang, Li Zicheng, there is no doubt!"

"The king of the Ming Dynasty ended in a dignified manner, and when he died, he didn't even know who cut off his head, no wonder he kept shouting, 'This king is unwilling'!"

"But every time I come to Damen Temple, I will have such a dream, could it be that the body of King Li Zicheng is buried under Damen Temple?

Mu Zhengyang has a double cultivation of Confucianism and Taoism, and he has also entered it, so he will not dream for no reason at all, and speculated in his heart.

The sky was just dawning.

Mu Zhengyang adjusted his state of mind by reading books, and finally entered a state of concentration.

Bathed in the morning light and contemplating himself, the heat flow in the lower abdomen dantian has grown a little stronger.

After Mu Zhengyang finished running for three hours, he heard a knock on the door outside, and it was the Yuantong monk who was talking.

"Are you up, Greeter?"

"Come in!"

"I'm really sorry, I couldn't walk away last night, and I couldn't accompany you in the first place!", Monk Yuantong said apologetically.

"It's fine!"

"Mr. Mu, I have a lot of time during the day, let's go to Mr. Zhao's house to drink and talk, and by the way, ask Mr. Mu to guide us in calligraphy!"

"Haha, I still have something to do during the day, wait for my friend to come and pick me up! Go to Tiannan Mountain another day, I invite you to drink 'Autumn Breeze Comes'!"

Mu Zhengyang told Wu Dabao yesterday that he lived in Damen Temple, and asked him to come back at eight o'clock in the morning, and it is estimated that he will arrive in a few minutes.

"Speaking of Mr. Mu's 'autumn wind coming', I am greedy, Mr. Mu, your friend hasn't come yet, let's go to the dining hall to eat something first!"

The two arrived at the dining hall.

Monk Yuantong almost never drank wine in the morning, but when Mu Zhengyang came, he took out his treasured osmanthus wine, and drank three cups of vegetarian buns and peanuts.

Before Mu Zhengyang finished eating, Wu Dabao had already arrived outside the temple.

Mingle knew that Wu Dabao was Mu Zhengyang's friend, so he asked Wu Dabao to come in and have breakfast together.

"Yangyang, when did you get mixed up with the monks of Damen Temple? And they respect you quite a bit!"

Wu Dabao drove the car and took Mu Zhengyang to Datong Township, and couldn't help but ask on the way.

"I know a little calligraphy, the host of the Damen Temple, Master Yuantong, is known as the first in Ze'an City, and Zhao Lao, the father of the county magistrate, is a friend, and I have known each other since I came and went!"

Mu Zhengyang didn't say the specifics, but explained slightly.

"Ze'an City's No. 1 calligraphy?I see that he admires your calligraphy very much, the squint-eyed fat monk also said that the signboards of Damen Temple are carved by your own hands, it seems that you are more powerful than this person who claims to be the first in Ze'an City?"

Wu Dabao has no concept in calligraphy, after reading Mu Zhengyang's words, he only knows that he writes very well, but there is no sign of measurement of how good it is, through the reaction of those people in Damen Temple, he was surprised to find that Mu Zhengyang actually has such a high attainment in calligraphy.

"If you want to learn calligraphy, I can teach you?"

"I can't even hold the brush steadily, forget it!"

"I slipped away early yesterday and they didn't stop you?"

Mu Zhengyang understands Wu Dabao's temperament, and it is indeed a little difficult for him to let him learn calligraphy, so he put aside this topic and talked about another matter.

"Haha, the sound of your reading yesterday was amazing, not only let them feel the charm of Chinese culture, but also just read a few words, and solved the strange disease that their entire expert group had no clue! ”

Wu Dabao wanted to laugh when he thought of yesterday's scene, the people who put up expert positions on weekdays were all confused, and they also admired Mu Zhengyang very much in their hearts, but they didn't say it.

"What did you say?", Mu Zhengyang smiled faintly.

"Can I tell him? But that Director Wang knows that you live on the top of Tiannan Mountain, and that person may go to Tiannan Mountain to look for you in the future! Speaking of which, I have to thank you for helping me save Ah Guang and accompanying me to Datong Township!"

"What are you talking about? This is not like your Wu Dabao's style!"

From the county seat of Xizhong County to Mapo Mountain in Datong Township, there has always been a cement road.

Wu Dabao's car was fast, and he arrived at the construction site of Maposhan Primary School in Datong Township as he spoke.

A Mercedes was parked outside the construction site, and two people were standing next to the car.

Among them, the person wearing a mud-colored suit covered with cement was Wu Dabao's cousin Wu Jianming, and the rest of the person was wearing a wide white shirt, suit pants, a thumb-thick gold necklace around his neck, and a large black briefcase in the squeaky nest, which was completely the standard dress of the nouveau riche in a small county.

Wu Dabao parked the car and walked down from the car with Mu Zhengyang.

Wu Jianming introduced to Wu Dabao, "Senior Brother Du, this is my nephew Wu Dabao!"

"Uncle Ming, this is the famous Mr. Du of Qihu Home!", Wu Dabao immediately took out a cigarette from his pocket and respectfully handed it over.

"En!", Wu Jianming nodded.

"Mr. Du, you are a well-known entrepreneur in our Xizhong County, I have heard of your name for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be a powerful feng shui master!"

Wu Dabao and Mu Zhengyang are very honest together, but when dealing with this kind of people in society, they take the word 'licking dog' to the extreme.

"You are my senior brother's nephew, I will also call you Dabao!", Du Qihu spoke very neatly and full of neutrality, "I rarely make a move now, but my senior brother speaks for the first time in more than 20 years, and I will inevitably give him this face! ”

"Mmmm, listen to Mr. Du!", Wu Dabao said with a smile.

After Du Qihu finished speaking, he didn't look at Wu Dabao again, and Mu Zhengyang was treated as a little follower and ignored it directly!

Mu Zhengyang didn't make a sound, and followed everyone quietly, like a little transparent.

Du Qihu unzipped his briefcase and took out a ruler from his briefcase.

The ruler is brown and shiny, and it looks very old.

"This is the master's Luban ruler!", Wu Jianming said with envy in his eyes.

"Senior brother, the last time you saw this ruler was a few decades ago!"

Du Qihu held the Luban ruler, feeling a little proud, Wu Jianming started earlier than him, but in the end, in addition to learning a little carpenter's craft, the rest was inherited by him.

Although Wu Jianming saw it in his heart, he was still a little fluctuating when he saw Lu Banqi.

Mu Zhengyang also took a look or two, and there was also a record of Lu Ban ruler in the "Luban Sutra" he deduced.

The Luban ruler is divided into two layers, the upper part is called the door meter, and the lower part is called the Dinglan ruler.

The door meter is used for the construction of the yang house, and is used for the measurement of the house utensils of the living. There are eight characters on it: wealth, illness, separation, righteousness, official, robbery, harm, and this.

Eight characters are a cycle, and the length of a cycle is one foot, two inches, eight and a half minutes, or about forty-three centimeters.

Ding Lan ruler is mostly used in the Yin house, ancestral shrine measurement, there are also a few words on it, respectively, Ding, harm, prosperity, suffering, righteousness, official, death, prosperity, loss, talent.

Mt. Mapo is oval-shaped, and the site of the elementary school is at the end of Mt. Mapo, but when viewed from the front, it can also be said to be the head.

There are also two mountains on both sides, which originate from the same ancestral mountain as Mapo Mountain, and are at an angle, like a chicken paw.

There is also a mountain on the opposite side of the mapo, which is long, twisting like a snake, and the locals call it Snake Mountain.

Du Qihu climbed the mountain with a Luban ruler, and measured it with a Luban ruler when he took a step.

More than an hour passed.

Du Qihu used a Luban ruler to measure it from all angles.

"Senior Brother Du, have you found out the reason here?", Wu Jianming asked.

"Hmm!", Du Qihu nodded with a stern expression, and asked Wu Dabao again, "This Hope Primary School was invested by He Guangyu of Bianjiang Liquor?"

"Yes, what is the total investment, and the place is also chosen by them!", Wu Dabao replied honestly.

"You have offended Mr. He! Building a house in this kind of place will kill you! Go to the county to apologize to Mr. He, and see if you can return the project money!"

Du Qihu is an old Jianghu, after measuring all around, he guessed the reason, this should be a bureau set up by He Guangyu, he didn't want to offend He Guangyu, he didn't make the matter clear, but just pointed out a way for Wu Dabao.

"Mr. Du, is there only one way? Didn't you plant seven osmanthus trees at the gate of the county No. 1 Middle School before, and no one committed suicide at school again, is there no way to solve the problem of this construction site now?"

Wu Dabao is three big and five thick, but people are actually very smart, when he thought that this was a game set up by He Guangyu for him, he guessed that the person He Guangyu wanted to deal with in the end was not him, but Mu Zhengyang.

After all, he has never offended He Guangyu, and he will not pose any threat to He Guangyu.

The reason why He Guangyu set up a bureau against him was most likely to get Mu Zhengyang's wine recipe.

If he goes to the door to beg He Guangyu now, I'm afraid he will fall into He Guangyu's arms!

But if the project is not completed within the specified time, he will have to compensate He Guangyu for another three million!

"Senior Brother Du, what's the problem at this construction site?", Wu Jianming asked.

"Senior Brother Wu, you persuade your nephew, He Guangyu is not something he can deal with! The eldest husband can bend and stretch, and it is not a shame to bow to him!"

Du Qihu's Qihoo Home Furnishing has total assets of nearly 100 million, but in front of Nuoda's Bianjiang Group, it is still a little insufficient, and he is very jealous of He Guangyu.

"Xuanwu hides his head, and the snake is in the master!" , Mu Zhengyang spit out eight words.

Du Qihu hadn't paid much attention to Mu Zhengyang before, and after Mu Zhengyang said these eight words, he looked at Mu Zhengyang in surprise.

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