Chapter 170: Raising Dragons
Chen Yang didn't pay attention to this detail either, and he didn't know that there was a hunting knife on the cabinet.
He frowned and said, "Boss Yu, what are you doing here? If you are sick, lie down, don't toss around." We've been wearing bandages for half the night. You've messed up, and you'll have to re-tie ...... back."
While speaking, Chen Yang had already picked up Yu Huifei, put Yu Huifei on the bed again, and then advised: "You, don't move." We'll take care of the outside stuff...... When it is dealt with and can be opened, I will send you to treatment. Now, you just need to recuperate from your injuries. ”
After speaking, Chen Yang left.
Yu Huifei looked at the ceiling, his face was loveless, and he wanted to cry without tears.
Yu Huifei lay down again, listened sideways for a while, and after making sure that there was really no one this time, he gritted his teeth again and turned around!
Poof!
Yu Huifei fell under the bed, and then after he raised his head and locked on to the target, he turned over, like a bug, Gu You Gu You crawled forward.
His goal was clear, he ......
Someone came in.
"Xiaoyu, what are you doing?" it was Lao Hu who came in, this guy still didn't change his love for dogs, and he was holding a black fluffy dog cub with him.
Yu Huifei glanced at him and said in his heart, "You TM did it on purpose, right?"
Lao Hu said with concern: "Oh, you ...... What about exercising?"
Yu Huifei rolled his eyes in response.
Then he was thrown on the bed by Lao Hu again, and continued to look at the ceiling with blank eyes and tears.
He had never wanted to die so much as he did today!
However, the strength does not allow it.
When Yu Huifei found the opportunity again, after turning over and getting out of bed, the door opened again.
"Oh, Xiaoyu, why did you fall off?" Captain Song came in.
Then Yu Huifei was carried back to the bed again.
Yu Huifei was desperate, he looked at the wall on the side, estimating whether his current strength could knock him to death.
In the end, he felt that he probably wouldn't die, and he would have to hurt for a while, so he gave up.
He also considered holding his breath and dying, but it was too difficult......
Just when Yu Huifei was not desperate, Tan Yuan came in.
Yu Huifei sighed for a while, knowing that it was useless for him to commit suicide, he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.
Tan Yuan saw that Yu Huifei was asleep, so she just covered Yu Huifei with the quilt, wiped the sweat on her face, and then turned around and sat down.
After a while, someone came in again, and the voices were Captain Song, Song Dongcheng, Lin Chi, Daozi, Lao Hu, and the village chief.
There was also a voice that surprised Yu Huifei, it turned out to be Qinggeltai's grandfather!
"Old Wu, you're here, let's talk to them. To be honest, I'm a little curious, what the hell is that?" said the village chief.
Lao Wu was Qinggeltai's grandfather, and he took the strange sheepskin scroll and said, "This is not a sheepskin, this is a human skin." ”
As soon as these words came out, the people present were not surprised, obviously they already knew.
Then Lao Wu said: "I really know what this thing is, but I didn't expect that legend to be true." ”
Hearing this, Yu Huifei became more and more curious, what legend?
Tan Yuan said: "But it has something to do with that dragon?"
Lao Wu lit the cigarette pouch and pot, and after taking a sip, he nodded and said, "Yes." ”
For a moment, everyone's curiosity was aroused.
Dragon, that's the totem of the entire Chinese land, which used to exist only in the Nine Heavens, what is in mythology, is there really in reality?
Lao Wu exhaled a big puff of smoke, and then said: "What I say next, you should listen to the story, and I am not responsible for anything else." ”
Everyone nodded.
Lao Wu asked again: "Have you ever heard of raising dragons' dens?"
Hearing this, everyone was stunned, obviously not very understanding.
Only Song Dongcheng said: "But the dragon nest in feng shui?"
Lao Wu nodded: "Exactly." ”
Then Lao Wu took a puff of cigarette and said: "Actually, this is a story, not a story, as for what it is, everyone can taste it yourself."
It is said that in ancient times, there was a master!
He only showed people nine yin houses in his life, and after reading them, he didn't show people the yin houses again.
In his words, looking at the yin house is equivalent to revealing the heavenly opportunity and detrimental to the yang longevity, so don't look at the yin house but only the yang house.
He lived his life safely, but as a feng shui master, he had a different view of his own death than anyone else.
Others die of natural causes, or struggle to the end and can drag on for a day.
He was different, he chose the day of his death and died.
The day he chose was the ninth day of September in the Year of the Dragon, when the Yang energy was at its peak.
My grandmother said that at that time, it was the day of pure yang, and it was also the day of the birth of yang and yin, as long as you found the right acupuncture points, it was a good day for heavenly burial.
On his deathbed, the master called the children together.
Tell them that he has found a house for himself, and when he dies, he will scrub his body with rootless water, and then shine on the sun and moon for seven days, and finally tie the coffin with four chains of pure iron, and then carry it up the mountain by his four sons, and when the chain breaks, bury him on the spot, and not a single cent will be missing.
Soon, on September 9, the master passed away.
It happened to be raining that day, and there was rootless water.
Then there were seven days of sunny days, basking in the sun during the day and the moonlight at night, and after absorbing enough sun and moon essence, the four brothers discussed that it was time to bury the old man.
Then the four brothers obediently found an iron chain and tied it to the coffin, and carried the old man's coffin all the way up the mountain. It's also a coincidence, as I walked, the chain really broke by itself!
The coffin just landed on a slope, sliding down the hillside, and the coffin of the more coincidental master finally stopped firmly on their grandfather's grave!
There was no way, so the four brothers had to bury their father in their grandfather's grave.
It stands to reason that when people are buried, everything is over.
However, more than ten years later, a sudden rainstorm and landslide washed the coffin out......!
When the family members went up the mountain to check, they were shocked that the bones of the old man in the coffin had an extra dragon tail!"
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
"Dragon's Tail...... Is that person going to turn into a dragon?" asked Song Dongcheng nervously.
Lao Wu nodded: "Anyway, that's what the story says, we don't know what it is." ”
Tan Yuan said: "If that old man is really a master, he shouldn't fail to meet this...... Hualong was rushed out halfway, didn't he fall short?"
Lao Wu glanced at Tan Yuan appreciatively and said, "You are right, it is indeed a failure." The old man has countless calculations, but he just ...... Hey, hear me out. ”
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