Feng Shui Emperor

Chapter 216 Phantom Monument (Subscription for the third update)

Scenes of pictures, with sound, appeared in front of Qin Feng. Qin Feng seemed to be watching a 3D movie, and he could even feel the thoughts of everyone in the illusion.

Sometimes, the records on the Phantom Array Tablet are very special, and they are often used to hide important things, or to convey meaning to future generations.

At this moment, facing this plain and ordinary scene, Qin Feng was not in a hurry, but continued to watch.

Hearing this, the farmer shivered in fright. Everyone said that the willow tree is cloudy, and there will always be strange things around it. Besides, the willow tree is surrounded by three people, and it has been a hundred years. I can feel the slightest coldness.

The farmer didn't dare to think too much, picked up the hoe and was about to leave on tiptoe, but for some reason a cat meowed from beside him; "Aim!"

The farmer looked back, and saw four gray-haired old men staring at him blankly. The farmer knew that he couldn't run away, so he had an idea and said, "Are the four passing guests? It's hot summer, but I It’s really hard life to go to the fields to work.”

Hearing this, the four old people looked at each other with a smile, and said softly, "The four of us are out-of-towners wandering here. Passing through the treasure land, we saw a big willow tree under the scorching summer. We want to rest here for a while."

It turned out to be a visitor from afar. The farmer turned his head and said, "This village is Goutou Village. My family has lived here for hundreds of years. Since the weather is so hot, I wonder if the four of you would like to sit in the humble house. It’s not too late to have a cup of herbal tea.”

The white-bearded old man stood up and said: "To be honest, I have this intention, but I don't know how to tell the master. Now that you are kindly inviting me, it is really the best."

The farmer only came to his senses at this time, and secretly slapped himself, what are you talking about, these four things who don't know whether they are people or ghosts are taken home, isn't that going to go into the mouth of a tiger?
The farmer saw that these four people had long intended to be guests, so he didn't dare to neglect right now, and hurriedly led the way, thinking of other ways in private.

The old man with the white beard took out a gall-shaped brass bottle, and saw that the other three old people turned into three streams of smoke and floated into the bottle.

I saw that talisman gradually turned into a golden light floating towards the mouth of the bottle and covered it.

The farmer was taken aback, and raised his hoe in a defensive posture: "I don't know if the old man is a man or a ghost. I'm just a farmer. I don't know where I have offended you. If there is nothing wrong, I ask the old man to show mercy and let me go."

Hearing this, the old man with white beard laughed loudly: "Don't worry, I'm not a ghost, I'm Ge Hong from the Taoist school."

Seeing this, Qin Feng was slightly taken aback.

Ge Hong?

I have never heard of such a number one figure in the Feng Shui world.

He has read a lot of feng shui classics, mainly because the old man collected a lot. When he was young, he had nothing to do. Others read martial arts novels, but he read these classics as novels. Celebrities know more or less.

However, Qin Feng did not delve into this doubt, but continued to read.

When the farmer heard it, he turned out to be a Taoist priest, so he let go of his hanging heart.

The farmer hurriedly dropped his hoe: "I don't know if the old fairy is here, I was so offended just now, please Haihan."

The old man with white beard said: "There is no need to be formal, just lead the way."

The farmer made a petition with both hands: "Please come with me, the old fairy."

Unknowingly, I have walked more than half of the distance. The mountain road is rugged, and the farmer does not feel tired after walking all year round. On the other hand, the old Taoist priest is still in good spirits, but he does not feel tired at all.

The farmer remembered what the old Taoist said just now under the willow tree, so he asked: "Unfortunately, I was resting under that willow tree just now, and I overheard the old man talking about the cloudy clouds above Goutou Village, and it was so hot in summer that there were no clouds in the sky. Where did you say that?"

The old Taoist pondered for a moment and said: "Since you have heard it, it is fate that I met this matter today, and I will not sit idly by, so I will tell you about it."

"Overcast clouds are not abnormal, and dark clouds are also very cloudy. You have never practiced Taoism, so you can't see it. This cloud is a phenomenon of heaven and earth. It would never be like this if there were no monsters born."

"Then according to what the old man said, is there going to be a monster in our village?"

"Let me ask you, whose family is that wealthy family at the west end of the village?"

The farmer thought about it carefully. There were only more than 50 families in Goutou Village. Now that the war is raging, most of the people can’t eat enough. The only ones who can be called rich are the old village head’s family. The home of Liu Desheng, the village head."

"Think about it, has anything happened to his family recently?"

The farmer thought about it carefully, and it was true. The old mother in the old village head's house was seriously ill and passed away just last night.

The old Taoist stroked his beard and said, "Since there are dead things and this strange appearance, they must become zombies."

"Ah, zombies!" The farmer once heard the old man say that those who were born on the red sand day, died on the black sand day, and buried in the flying sand will become zombies.

The farmer was a little scared when he heard this, and quickly asked: "Old man, is there any way to crack it?"

The old Taoist smiled and said: "Although I, Mr. Ge, usually focus on refining alchemy and drawing talismans, with my Taoism, I can easily deal with a zombie in this area."

The farmer was overjoyed when he heard this: "If the old man can get rid of this evil for our village, our whole village will be very grateful to the old man, and we will do whatever we can in the next life!"

The old Taoist waved his hand: "It's not necessary to be a cow or a horse, just take me to the village chief's house to find out the truth."

The two hurried to the old village head's house in the west of the village. Goutou village is not big, and there is only one road to the west of the village.

Walking to the west end of the village, the farmer pointed: "Mr., this household is the village head Liu Desheng's family."

The old Taoist looked up and down, and found that the house was low-lying in the east and southeast, and there was a small puddle, and the gate opened in the southwest.

The old Taoist walked into the courtyard, white flags were hung in the main room of the courtyard, elegiac couplets were pasted on the side of the door, there was a mourning hall in the courtyard, all the men were kowtowing, and the women in the room were crying heartbreakingly.

A black lacquered coffin was placed directly opposite the door of the main room.

The farmer ran into the house.

After a while, a man in his 50s came out.

The old Taoist thought to himself, this is probably the village chief Liu Desheng.

The village chief came to the old Taoist priest, looked him up and down, and said with a squint, "I heard that the Taoist priest said that my house is haunted. What is the basis? You know, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't just talk casually."

The old Taoist had already calculated it correctly, and said: "The poor are not talented, but they are not charlatans who make a living by cheating and abducting. Just before entering the door, I helped my husband check the geomantic omen. The east and southeast are low-lying and puddles, which are criminals. Zhenshui and Xunshui, the gate opens in the southwest direction. It is Kunmen, which is also the gate of ghosts. If Pindao guessed correctly, does Lingtang suffer from brain disease? Before he died, he couldn’t look directly at it.”

(End of this chapter)