The best feng shui master

Chapter 1028
The mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk. Because few people come, weeds and bushes are overgrown inside. Even if a few people have advanced cultivation, walking is very strenuous, and a path needs to be cleared with a shovel.

The mountain is extremely humid, but not muddy. On the high mountain above the head, a few white mist are born, floating in the mid-air, like auspicious clouds, and the scenery is picturesque.

Fu Qianli's old face was dark and gloomy, and he climbed to the top of the mountain with Chen Yi and others.

"Where is the place you chose?" Standing on the top of the mountain, Fu Qianli said.

Chen Yi pointed to the place behind them, where they had passed before, and said, "There!"

"There? That place with a gentle slope?" Fu Qianli said.

They just walked over from that place, and the whole mountain was extremely steep, like the end of a huge writing brush, but the slope at that place slowed down suddenly, and it looked like a hunchback of a tall and straight person, which was very awkward.

Fu Qianli can't see what's good about that place. Although it is also a hole, it is worse than the surrounding pool he chose before. It can't even be regarded as Zhonggelong. Upper-middle Feng Shui.

Fengshui Fengshui not only needs to hide wind but also absorb water. There are mountains but no water and false dragon veins. That place is a bit far away from the two mountain streams.

Chen Yi saw his doubts, and said with a smile, "Minister Fu, did you find that sitting on a mountain is like a writing brush?"

Fu Qianli thought for a while, and said, "That's right, get rid of that hunchback!"

He was obviously still not very satisfied with Chen Yi.

"Minister Fu, have you forgotten the identity of the person who was buried this time? He is not an ordinary person, and he does not seek wealth, let alone a well-known prince. He is a monk!" Chen Yi said.

"Monk?" Fu Qianli's eyes lit up.Many monks and Taoists are monks, and they cannot be equated with ordinary people, especially monks, who are even more different. When choosing acupoints and locations, you need to consider another aspect.

"Yes, he is a monk!" Chen Yi repeated emphatically, and said: "There is a saying in "Geography Eating Cane Records": The author of the monk, beside the peak, has the shape of a hunchback. We don't know if this great monk has any children, but burying him here, even if it can't bless future generations, can let his soul rest in peace."

"He was an eminent monk during his lifetime, and after his death, he will be buried in the Fengshui place of the monk's brush. It is a good choice for him!"

Fu Qianli's complexion changed a little. He had heard of the "monk pen" feng shui, but because there are too few people, and few people are willing to let their offspring become vegetarian monks, so there are not many related records. , he has not studied in depth.

At this time, after Chen Yi said so, after careful consideration and comparison, this is really the case.

In this way, for the monk, the lower Longge immediately becomes the upper Longge, and it is still an excellent upper Longge.

Feng shui dragon veins also need to be watched by others.

Thinking of his previous attitude and words, Fu Qianli suddenly felt his face burning hot. He profoundly explained what it means to measure the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Chen Yi lit a cigarette, threw one to Fu Qianli, and continued: "Actually, this Fengshui can only be said to be passable. As you said, the water dragon is too small, and the place where the water dragon hovers is a little far away. But our time and energy are limited, it is impossible to travel all over the country for this great monk to find the best cave for burial at this time, so we can only make do with it and bury him here first! "

These words are suspected of being pretentious. Fu Qianli's face was already a little ugly, but now it has become even uglier.

He didn't even see it, he didn't even think about it, but in Chen Yi's eyes, it was just "so-so". Thinking of the "level" problem he mentioned before, he felt even more ashamed.

"It's getting late, let's go down and bury this master quickly. It's been hundreds of years, and it's time for him to be buried in peace."

Chen Yi could see Fu Qianli's ashamed expression, and he didn't want to be reasonable or forgiving, so he changed the subject and walked down.Although he made Fu Qianli dumbfounded many times, most of them were mostly jokes, and he didn't really want to see him embarrassed.

Pushing people into an embarrassing situation, or friends and comrades in the same trench, how much they have helped themselves, is a bit careless. Besides, there is no other benefit other than making people angry and enemies.

Chen Yi will not do things that have no benefits but only disadvantages.

After going down the mountain, Chen Yi chose a place under a tall pine tree when he came to the gentle slope.The pine tree is vigorous, and the green needles are like clouds, which is very spectacular.

Here is the place where the hole is formed!
When choosing acupoints, many Feng Shui masters will choose places with lush water and grass. In addition to paying attention to Feng Shui, there is also the fact that good Feng Shui will inevitably breed good vegetation.The place with excellent Fengshui is often the grass growing and warbler flying, while the place with bad Fengshui is usually the dead tree and ghost vine!

"I'll come, you choose the land, I'll dig a hole!"

Before Chen Yi could make a move, Fu Qianli snatched the shovel from Fenghuang's hand and started digging.This old guy is also a donkey, he knows his mistake but doesn't admit it, it is extremely difficult to ask him to open his mouth to apologize to Chen Yi, but it can still be done in this way.

And still have fun!
There are a lot of broken rocks in the mountain, the shovel collided with the stones to create a mixed movement, sparks shot out from time to time, and stones were thrown out one by one.

Under Fu Qianli, these stones are nothing to worry about!
"what?"

Chen Yi suddenly let out a soft cry. Many of the stones dug out by Fu Qianli were oval in shape, green in appearance, some with spots, and some in the shape of ribbons.

"There are rough stones here?"

Chen Yi was very surprised, those stones were rough emerald stones.He stooped to pick up a few pieces, and with a dark sword, he cut open a piece cruelly, revealing the green undertones inside.

The ice is emerald green, and it is made of very good material. A bracelet can be sold for tens of thousands of dollars each!
"Cut two more pieces!"

Fu Qianli stopped digging at this time, and was also very interested.Chen Yi cut more than a dozen pieces in a row, including dog shit, bean seeds, and a small piece of glass seeds, with a production rate of nearly one-third.

"Oh, take it easy, take it easy, this knife is worth tens of thousands!"

Han Wenxue, a small money fanatic, felt distressed. The dagger was not a cutting machine after all, and the force of the slashing was dispersed, shaking the piece of bean-seed jade out of cracks. It was almost useless and worthless. Han Wenxue's heart twitched.

Chen Yi was better, but after cutting more than a dozen pieces, he stopped decisively. Although compared with the whole vein, this is drizzle, but mosquito meat is also meat, and it can be sold for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands. Why would you burn the bag and break it?
Fenghuang kept silent, but kept gesticulating with his thumb and index finger. After a long time, he said, "Is this the reward for a good man? We chose to bury him, but because of this, we discovered the ore vein. This place should be in the wind. Not far above the mine vein in the valley, if you keep digging, you will be able to dig to the place where the great monk passed away!"

"Haha, it's true that good people get rewarded!"

Chen Yi is also happy. The happiest person here is him. Being able to find emerald veins from the mountain means that large-scale machinery and equipment can be brought in, and a large number of mining workers can be brought in. It is better than that in Wind Valley. The trails transported by mules, cows and horses are better.

"It's not very far from the village of the Pulin people. It's only a dozen miles away. The people of the Pulin people have lived here for generations. Why didn't they find out?" Han Wenxue recalled what Duma had said, and couldn't help being curious.

When Jinpeng and Jindiao were alive, they used mules to transport rough jadeite from the Wind Valley. Could it be that over the years, no one has discovered that there is an emerald vein that is worth more than a gold mine in such a close place?
"Hehe, this is the selfishness of the Patriarchs of the Pulin Clan in the past." Fu Qianli, an expert in intrigue, lit a cigarette and said with a smile, "As Wen Xue girl said, it is impossible for them not to find out. Good rulers, but deliberately concealing it."

Han Wenxue frowned, and asked puzzledly: "According to the logic, whoever makes the clansmen live a better life will be supported. It's obviously unreasonable for them to do so."

"Your thinking is too naive, human nature is very dark." Fu Qianli turned on the literacy mode, "As the saying goes, if you help them when they are in trouble, they will be grateful and unforgettable for a lifetime .If you give them a lot of wealth, great wealth, big fish and big meat, it will be full of warmth and thoughts, and give birth to many miscellaneous thoughts."

"You can think about it, is it easier to rule a group of people who don't worry about food and drink and live a petty bourgeoisie or local tyrant life, or a group of people who are struggling on the line of food and clothing and will be grateful for a casual bite?"

Han Wenxue felt that all of a sudden the whole person was not well, the world was too dark, and she had to use such a well-known trick on her own people.

Fu Qianli shook his head, no longer wasting time, and continued to work hard, digging deeply, and rough stones were thrown out continuously "dang bang dang bang".

After the great monk was buried, everyone felt that these paper money, paper dolls, paper houses and a Mercedes-Benz car were too much and unnecessary.

The old white ape screamed happily on the side.

Its owner liked delicious food during his lifetime, and he was a veritable gourmet. After his death, he was buried in a golden nest, so he didn't have to worry about lack of money to buy food!
At that time, although his master broke many precepts, he held the "money precept" from beginning to end. He had never touched money in his life, but he was so greedy that he could only do those weird things.

He who is buried here no longer has to worry, he can eat and drink whatever he wants, even if he really wants to find a "soul mate", he can grab as much as he wants.

"Huh? There's another stone like that here!" Chen Yi's eyes were unusually sharp. When everyone was studying the rough jadeite, he found a crimson ore the size of a fingernail floating in the grass .

(End of this chapter)