Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 64 A Memory (22)

Lin Feng was stunned.

A life-saving grace?

How to save lives.

Who did I save?

who are you?

who am I?
How did I save you guys?

I can't protect myself!

My hen!

Also, I'm not here to save you.

I found some unlucky ghosts to explore the map for me for the five ghosts transporting technique. Who knew that the spirit summoning stage of the five ghosts transporting technique could attract this thing.

I, Lin, do I have such a big face?

Are you guys doing something wrong?

But that's what it says.

See them imbuing themselves with knowledge.

Lin Feng obediently closed his mouth.

As the saying goes, if you have an advantage, don't take advantage of the bastard.

Feel the new knowledge poured into the brain.

Lin Feng sat down cross-legged.

He was gifted by these Feng Shui masters.

These feng shui masters have high and low levels.

This is inevitable.

Fengshui masters are also the inheritance of geomancy.There are also many kinds of Fengshui masters, such as looking at faces and fortunes, guests at the high-ranking officials' marquis's mansion, criticizing hexagrams and writing characters, idlers under the overpass, and watching mountains and veins, and serving as shopkeepers for some tomb robbers.

Everyone is learning the same craft, and they are taking different paths. Gradually, even the big category of geomancy has gradually become a small category, each with its own path.

at last.

The inheritance of Kanyu has also become more and more detailed under the impetus of history.

Everyone is becoming more and more unfamiliar with the same craft.

Finally became a stranger.

Professional barriers are getting higher and higher.

There is a specialization in the art industry, and everyone has become more refined. If these big square scarves were from the late Song and early Yuan Dynasties, then it is normal for these Fengshui masters to have some true inheritance of the art of geomantic omen.

Lin Feng received the gift of these big square scarves
【You are being irrigated by the inheritance of Feng Shui Master】

【You are gaining knowledge】

【You are getting the inheritance of one of the 36 fragments of Kanyu】

【Your qi-watching eyes are changing】

【You got some memory fragments】

[Your qi-watching eye is fused with memory fragments]

[Your qi-watching eye becomes: qi-watching eye: a glimpse! 】

[Guanqi Fayan: At a glance, you didn't get any more gifts, 36 copies of Kanyu Guanqi Fayan, still 36 copies.The inheritance of these feng shui masters is also very incomplete, but their experience and some special means of observing words and colors are enough to help you and perfect one of your 36 eyes of observing qi.

With a glimpse of you, you already have some climate, and you can see more things that you can't usually see]

【You also got some memories left by Feng Shui Physician】

【Do you want to enter the memory now】

[Note: No matter how long the memory is, it is only a moment for the outside world]

Lin Feng suddenly woke up.

Memory pieces?

Does this game have such a mechanism?

Regardless of how to obtain the memory fragments, Lin Feng decided to see what the memory fragments are.

Temporarily escape from the cold mountains.

Jenny Jenny!

Let's talk slowly.

He also wondered who these big square scarves were.

The choice now goes into memory.

It's black in front of you.

Familiar feeling.

A feeling of being in the game and entering the game again.

Lin Feng was not in a hurry.

Wait until he opens his eyes.

Bright eyes.

The time should be in the morning, like ninety o'clock.

Here, there is a gentle breeze, gurgling water, warm spring sun, and the fragrance of birds and flowers.

Compared with the current Xiangxi mountains, it is simply a paradise on earth!

Afterwards, Lin Feng saw the sparkling garden in front of him, the dense garden with rockery, and the maid who occasionally walked by.

It is different from the great power of nature and the depths of the mountains ruled by gods.

This is an artificial garden.

People are the masters here.

Everywhere here is soaked in the ingenuity of craftsmen.

Not far from this huge artificial garden, there is a gazebo surrounded by tulle.

These feng shui masters are all in the tea break pavilion, the scenery is very good, but everyone is very nervous and does not speak.

Inside the tulle, sat an elegant scholar with a graceful figure.

He was wearing a dark purple dress with a round neckline, in the tulle, his shadow was faint, and he had a romantic charm.

Beside him, there was a man standing bent over, looking unremarkable, talking to this refined scholar.

Like a slave.

Lin Feng saw that [Da Song, Zhao Heng] was written on the head of the sitting refined scholar.

Da Song, Zhao Heng?
Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng?
This is the palace.

Lin Feng became interested.

Song Zhenzong, Zhao Heng, is also a famous emperor in history. What he did, he contributed his own strength to the consolidation of "photosong".

The most famous thing he did should be that he was coerced by Kou Zhun, a famous minister at the time, to the border city wall, and used it as a mascot to inspire people's hearts.

After the war, in order to quickly end the war, he forced the envoys to sign the "Chanyuan Alliance" with the great enemy Daliao.

This Chanyuan alliance, called this war, seemed to have won, but it also lost.

Anyway, the treaty of this covenant does not look very glorious.

But this covenant is not honorable, and the officials and some righteous men feel ashamed, but the emperor does not have this feeling.

After he signed the covenant, this Zhao Heng, the emperor of the Song Dynasty, turned around and went to Mount Tai to enshrine Zen.

It's hard to say what he thought of this behavior.

Anyway.

Since then, the gold content of Taishan Fengchan has plummeted.

Except for these records that appear in history textbooks.

Lin Feng also happened to know that this emperor, like those emperors in the Song Dynasty who liked Taoism, became obsessed with metaphysics in his later years, trusted traitors, and began to play with heavenly books, talismans, longevity, alchemy, and fortune tellers.

He built palaces, gardens, and Taoist temples, which were very extravagant.

Could it be that what he saw was such a piece of history?
Or, something based on such a piece of history?

Lin Feng shifted his gaze and saw the unrespectable person next to him.

This one is also a heavyweight. On his head is displayed [Da Song, Ding Wei]

Also a celebrity.

The famous treacherous minister.

It should be the so-called Prime Minister of Song Dynasty at this time.

Prime Minister, the head of a hundred officials, the buffer between the officials and the emperor, the game between the emperor and the officials, no matter whether the emperor wins or the officials win, they will not lose face for each other.

At most, the prime minister acts as a buffer between the two, resigns from office and dismisses the prime minister, and bears the aftermath of imperial power and officials.

But Ding said that this Xiangye looks like a dog leg, he is not the head of a hundred officials, and he is decent when one person is under one person and above ten thousand people.

What did he say while Song Zhenzong bowed, Lin Feng saw that Song Zhenzong took some pill from the box on the table, swallowed it, and after serving the tea, he waved his hand, Ding Wei nodded, and left quietly Come over and come to the water pavilion.

All the feng shui masters in Xiaoxie stood up, bowed in unison and said, "Master Xiang."

Ding Wei looked at them and motioned for them to follow him.

"This time the official called you here because there is a big matter for you to do, and you are given three days to pack your hands and tails here. After three days, someone will naturally take you to the place you should go.

Someone will tell you about everything, so you don't need to worry about it. "

After finishing speaking, several eunuchs came up with plates, and Mr. Ding lifted the red silk cloth from these plates.

As expected, the inside is shiny gold.

Lin Feng made a strange click on the side.

vulgar.

This is too vulgar.

We are all decent people, can't we be more tactful?Thanks to you, you are still the prime minister, you are a scholar, and this is how scholars reward others?
(End of this chapter)